Some disparity in lengths of comments this week, but some ones I just had more to talk about : )
Atticus Forrest -- The Absurd: The whole time I was wondering why the narrator would remain in Boston living in his brothers place instead of moving back to Aspen if he found it so objectionable. Seems like that would be a far more sensible solution.
kap... keper... aw fuck it Copernicus -- Reunited - Just a day ago tomorrow: And theres the throbbing lobe reference. I more or less recognized the woman-as-a-metaphor-for-addiction from the first paragraph, which lead to me puzzling just what exactly the substance he was addicted to was (or whether I was just wrong and it was going to be a literal woman) to the point that it almost drove me to distraction. There was an interesting mix of some vivid imagery, and some really peculiar choices like a tiny emaciated heroin addict trying to hold back a great dane after fasting standing out the most. It conjures a mental image, but perhaps one thats just too specific.
toddhunter -- O2: So if every time she gets to the river its different, why would it be unusual that she would be surprised by what she found? If anything, youd think it would be expected. Also found the notion of someone carrying around a portable safe to be more than a little unusual. Obviously its to protect a precious resource thats worth killing over, but safe calls to mind something that is decidedly not portable, though I suppose it could be a simple lockbox or even a locked briefcase or something of that nature. Also liked the symmetry at the end with the reaching for the picture, but unable to reach it. One question though, was this a normal dream, or was she utilizing some sort of Inception-esque device? The fact that there was something referred to as a glitch kind of muddled the matter for me, though really I dont think there was anything else that would have indicated otherwise so maybe thats just on me.
GRW810 -- Favourite Place: Well constructed, even though the outcome was visible on the horizon from the get go, if only because there seems to be little point in belaboring their brief history together if there was going to be a happy ending : ). I dont think the flashback needed to be demarcated with the labels, a simple scene break probably would have sufficed. Also, I would have arranged some of the punctuation on some of the sentences differently. I wont be so bold as to say I would do it more correct since Im the furthest thing in the world from a copy editor, but some of the placements of commas ran afoul of my spider sense as it were. That may just be the difference in the cadence I would have in reading the words than the authors voice, though.
ElectricBlanketFire -- Attic Record Review: The Eraser: Someone had a picture of that guy as their avatar (Maybe still), and for the longest time I had no idea what it was. The closest I could guess was that it was some sort of Edward Gorey rendition of Q or something. Now I have closure in my life.
SquiddyCracker -- Fragments: The idea of an AI trying to reassemble itself is kind of shades of
Neruomancer, though theres definitely a more space opera thing going on with this than cyberpunk.
Im trying not to think about whats involved in reintegrating a drone, the terminator, and flesh and blood human into a single... organism? Construct?
MikeM -- Pumpkin: Wait, youre not ChainsawKitten... Not exactly crazy about this one, it was just a slapdash story built around a random thought I had about what if the afterlife was every bit as bullshit unfair as life, only it went on forever. Then it went somewhere a bit dark.
Tangent -- Whole: The pacing of Gods rote greeting and the fact that Trevor was referred to as a customer reminded me of chapels in Vegas and Hawaii that just crank out weddings at 15 minute intervals. I was expecting something a bit more farcical where Heaven is a tacky Vegas caricature, but the way it suddenly veered away into sentimentality jarred me. I also find the notion that he has *no negative feelings associated with his prosthetic leg whatsoever* to be a stretch, but that may be just me speaking from the fact that one of my deepest darkest fears is physical maiming.
Aaron -- Waiting on High Tide: Mechanically sound, and the world building was intriguing (I am a sucker for anything aquatic).I was a little put out by the notion that a clearly alien culture would have the institutions of top 40 radio stations and music promotion that so strongly mimic our own society. Even allowing for the implication that this a far flung future humanity that has evolved to deal with rising sea levels and climate change, the idea that such things would remain largely unchanged is challenging to accept.
Valerie Cherish -- Dalias: Yeeeeah, there are some verb tense changes there. Also, you have a big swath of something like six paragraphs all starting with She [verb]ed... I did like the notion of describing the deli being sandwiched between two other locations, but dont milk it multiple times. The first time was clever enough : ) Had trouble discerning if some things like mannequins waving were metaphorical or depictions of mental illness. There were several things like that which left me puzzling the truth of the matter.
Sober -- Long Lost Brother: This one felt like it got chewed up in the teeth of the word count. A lot of it reads less like a story and more like someone relating the main bullet points of a story back to me.
hey_monkey -- Under the Desert Sun: Reads like a harlequin romance novel condensed into one page. I have no idea if thats actually true since Ive never read a harlequin romance novel, but it sounds good and pithy, right?
Nezumi -- Fade: Oooh, susurrus. Five dollar word. : ) The idea of all the possibilities of the world collapsing in upon themselves until there is only one possibility for everything at all times was a fascinating one that hooked me from the start, but you kind of rushed headlong into the near endstate where everything has achieved uniformity when I would have rather seen the world leading up until that point. The lamentation of the demise of Catherine seemed kind of disjointed though, it didnt really seem to fit in with the premise of everything that came before it.
Cyan -- Nuances: First impression is that Accushot sounds like the brand of sniper rifle Acme would sell Wile E. Coyote. Heh. Would have liked to have seen it finished, though at least you were considerate enough to put the scene summaries in there to bring it home, incomplete though it was. Was that for our benefit, or is that how you usually chart these things out?
multivac -- Melodys Song: Giant arthropods, you say? You have my interest, sir. I think if such a forest were to exist, the population of giant insects would probably be more sparse than the impression this story gave since theyd need comparatively more resources and the forest wouldnt be able to support a population number that numbered in the millions. The foreshadowing of the spider by describing a near identical previous encounter was a bit heavy handed, and your menagerie of insects mentioned was downright mundane.
When would you have ever had a better opportunity to write about an assassin bug? Still, I liked it (though I think the beetle would have mandibles, not pincers).
Ashes1396 -- Opus #11: I lold at the Theres more but its dull line. And does the narrator really want an answer to the question of who would want a 15yo male prostitute? Maybe from the perspective of a 15 year old kid thats a valid question but surely at the age of 32 and experiencing the seedy side of the world, the author would have the benefit of realizing the answer to that question, right? I actually really liked this one, you pretty much nailed the thought process of angry teenagers spot on.
Votes:
1. Ashes 1396
2. Multivac
3. Aaron