tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post2419843483021687319..comments2023-10-04T15:58:45.991-05:00Comments on Mindspeak: Jailed #FridayflashCarrie Clevengerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05093923008179106837noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-60250156521625045692010-09-01T19:55:12.528-05:002010-09-01T19:55:12.528-05:00Your work is always so tangible. The description t...Your work is always so tangible. The description trips along with flashing images that invoke guttural emotions. You don't just tell us what's around you make us feel it. This is what I love about your work.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-7370364243459341522010-08-31T12:26:54.144-05:002010-08-31T12:26:54.144-05:00Headlights like dismal candles and the breah falli...Headlights like dismal candles and the breah falling to his lap like a snow lead balloon (that's how I pictured it!) - awesome lines. And the last one gives me chills - what more could I ask for?!mazzz_in_Leedshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01498100483681096442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-61661549975775036592010-08-31T00:58:57.854-05:002010-08-31T00:58:57.854-05:00Very lyrical, as usual, Carrie. I also didn't ...Very lyrical, as usual, Carrie. I also didn't feel terror or even fear in this piece, but then I'm more comfortable in darkness and shadows. You've woven a beautiful tapestry with words.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-23154541469897064132010-08-28T18:51:43.480-05:002010-08-28T18:51:43.480-05:00There's a lot to be gained from playing with u...There's a lot to be gained from playing with universal terrors: like the back seat lurker? If I look and there's someone there I'm screwed ... but if I don't and there is? To know or not know that is the question. You're too cool for school as always.Jason Cogginshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09509338964933754054noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-91613212911119720402010-08-28T14:11:57.838-05:002010-08-28T14:11:57.838-05:00Oh, such gorgeous prose. I never tire of your lush...Oh, such gorgeous prose. I never tire of your lush descriptive images and deft metaphor. Your pieces invoke trance state.Pamila Paynehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14398900249578356483noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-32572176856398944742010-08-28T10:47:51.423-05:002010-08-28T10:47:51.423-05:00Bunch of good lines in here but I also struggled t...Bunch of good lines in here but I also struggled to follow what happened. I can't decide whether I find the ending peaceful or grim. Honestly, that could be fine; sometimes it's about the journey and not the destination.Valeriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14148970927473800732noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-8975202184908262742010-08-28T10:12:05.600-05:002010-08-28T10:12:05.600-05:00I know I've said this more than once Carrie, b...I know I've said this more than once Carrie, but this is one of your best - you just keep getting better and better...<br /><br />As others have said, it's what's hinted at, not what's actually told, that makes this piece. I especially love the line: "My breath was frozen and fell to my lap like snow." Beautiful image.Deannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02612458168941437163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-67613186037511270592010-08-28T00:24:37.966-05:002010-08-28T00:24:37.966-05:00Sentences like "my headlights were dismal can...Sentences like "my headlights were dismal candles, mocked by the enshrouding mystery of early morning fog." make me wanna chuck it and give up writing. You certainly bring it, Carrie...Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11413377601369107260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-41736462361400013032010-08-27T18:50:13.410-05:002010-08-27T18:50:13.410-05:00It's this line, "Ghosts of sky, weighed d...It's this line, "Ghosts of sky, weighed down with wet and white to blanket the earth of mortals." Just perfectly sums it up. I actually felt cold reading it!Icy Sedgwickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11501193571425442406noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-11408805770369172502010-08-27T17:57:51.616-05:002010-08-27T17:57:51.616-05:00Very atmospheric, felt physically cold while I was...Very atmospheric, felt physically cold while I was reading it. V. Poetic too, each stanza had at least one memorable line.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-15865060174217139432010-08-27T17:41:14.033-05:002010-08-27T17:41:14.033-05:00Gadzooks! What a chilling tale. Your style is so v...Gadzooks! What a chilling tale. Your style is so vivid, Carrie. Don't ever change. Keep up the great work!<br /><br />--TravisAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-47622282124791424192010-08-27T14:29:48.875-05:002010-08-27T14:29:48.875-05:00Sitting at my desk wondering what to say....nothin...Sitting at my desk wondering what to say....nothing comes. <br /><br />I an in awe. Thanks for sharing.<br /><br />Cheers!Chris 'Frog Queen' Davishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15080568376145572154noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-28986181469014050632010-08-27T11:54:18.648-05:002010-08-27T11:54:18.648-05:00I always enjoy the descriptions and mood of your p...I always enjoy the descriptions and mood of your pieces. I think the terror Laura speaks of is more in Nola's past, stuff sitting just below the surface of her conscious and senses, the "spider-pricked gooseflesh", "Araid I'd be right." - fears born in the mind are always the worst!<br /><br />Part of Crooked Fang?EChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09359075647077590741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-88960154543284102662010-08-27T09:50:45.854-05:002010-08-27T09:50:45.854-05:00I think what is beautiful about this piece is that...I think what is beautiful about this piece is that it plays with the readers most basic fears: dark, cold, closed in, disorienting spaces. But, at the end we have someone, "him" and then no more darkness. It is "strangely hopeful" as Tony put it. The fluidity of it's interpretation is what makes it exceptional. Great work.Genevieve Jackhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16178276724159826428noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-29227514538597400222010-08-27T08:55:53.854-05:002010-08-27T08:55:53.854-05:00It was sort of comforting that she found the light...It was sort of comforting that she found the light at the end. But, the rest was unsettling. I kept waiting for the ghosts to turn off her car and gobble up her soul. Haunting & beautifully written!shannonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17063218369150683990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-53276146297154734612010-08-27T08:06:40.839-05:002010-08-27T08:06:40.839-05:00Such poetry in prose. Well done, dear mortal.Such poetry in prose. Well done, dear mortal.Maximianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04332577032595509848noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-59155017011922338162010-08-27T01:45:56.696-05:002010-08-27T01:45:56.696-05:00As always, the description in this is brilliant. R...As always, the description in this is brilliant. Really brings the story to life. And NOLA is certainly an excellent album! I enjoyed this story a TON!Eric J. Krausehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05774468607814244185noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-60221728543144664712010-08-27T01:11:46.254-05:002010-08-27T01:11:46.254-05:00What a great bit of atmosphere this creates and th...What a great bit of atmosphere this creates and the mood and tenor it sets are amazing. Fantastic.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-66080525105639620242010-08-26T21:26:03.754-05:002010-08-26T21:26:03.754-05:00I don't understand everybody's terror with...I don't understand everybody's terror with this. Me and Tony are riding together. It's just somebody driving through a dark period. Sun always burns eventually.John Wiswellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07416044628686736927noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-36625011224699314412010-08-26T19:56:07.219-05:002010-08-26T19:56:07.219-05:00Yea Carrie, amazing here. I loved the detail and ...Yea Carrie, amazing here. I loved the detail and again, the subtle poetic voice you bring to your stories. I could hear a deep, dark voice in my head reading this one to me... guiding me... <br /><br />JimAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-28511639394387191042010-08-26T19:41:17.148-05:002010-08-26T19:41:17.148-05:00A beautiful mix of music and rhythm to the descrip...A beautiful mix of music and rhythm to the description. So wonderfully textured and detailed. <br />Adam B @revhappinessAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-5521448982793469002010-08-26T19:40:27.183-05:002010-08-26T19:40:27.183-05:00This really was a scary one, Carrie. More scary no...This really was a scary one, Carrie. More scary not to see a face in the back seat than to actually see one.Cathy Olliffe-Websterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12729578896443750402noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-48280756801047243582010-08-26T18:54:11.264-05:002010-08-26T18:54:11.264-05:00It's the uncertainty of what's happening, ...It's the uncertainty of what's happening, the unnamable, that makes this so terrifying. Great story. Peace...Lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01110078016784294934noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-27760277795535408432010-08-26T18:46:22.020-05:002010-08-26T18:46:22.020-05:00I'm with Laura on this one -- terror with grea...I'm with Laura on this one -- terror with great descriptive rhythm.~Timhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06774944172261988587noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375968406108179327.post-67236210847964240522010-08-26T18:21:47.129-05:002010-08-26T18:21:47.129-05:00To me this piece had music. And its title would pr...To me this piece had music. And its title would probably be "The In-Between Land."<br /><br />Poetic beat to a story that just like cracking ice, brought fissures of horror.Marisa Birnshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17945909737147497606noreply@blogger.com