tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868832066925549024.post8850696641729322947..comments2023-11-14T22:18:19.759-06:00Comments on A Twist Of Noir: A Twist Of Noir 545 - Michael J. SolenderChristopher Granthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11581243409967241320noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868832066925549024.post-24169733054558564592010-08-19T04:01:04.320-05:002010-08-19T04:01:04.320-05:00Blimey, Micahel. This guy's self-loathing bur...Blimey, Micahel. This guy's self-loathing burns through every word. Love the scene with the flicking on and off with the lighter. And clicking even when there is nothing left, as if his life had become but a clicking sound in the dark. <br /><br />Great writing, Michael. Thanks, IanIan Ayrisnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868832066925549024.post-59036712558023562402010-08-14T16:40:56.343-05:002010-08-14T16:40:56.343-05:00Already been said, Michael, a great piece of writi...Already been said, Michael, a great piece of writing. Tense and gritty. Great re-working.David Barberhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05006533626998905560noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868832066925549024.post-2907310247170344812010-08-14T10:54:03.099-05:002010-08-14T10:54:03.099-05:00That is one sad looser. You had us there and we co...That is one sad looser. You had us there and we couldn't leave. Even during the powerful ending.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868832066925549024.post-49756994514781643992010-08-14T10:20:47.043-05:002010-08-14T10:20:47.043-05:00One of the most telling details comes right at the...One of the most telling details comes right at the start of this tale. The hooker wouldn't even take her skirt off, and he didn't insist. THAT's down and out. I also liked the Binaca detail and the brief memories of his married life, although it was hard for me to picture this dejected loner as ever caring about brown patch on his lawn. Good write, Mr. S.Gita Smithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02883735348008779245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868832066925549024.post-51723917692932164822010-08-14T09:48:52.358-05:002010-08-14T09:48:52.358-05:00Excellent story. Gritty and dark, with a real sen...Excellent story. Gritty and dark, with a real sense of desperation. You totally captured the look and feel of Spence's life - a life going nowhere from his POV - and put together a well written and vividly descriptive story that made it feel like each of us was sitting in that same motel room reflecting on our lives. Well done!Kevin Michaelshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00703125974467675009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868832066925549024.post-11849962502156232492010-08-14T08:32:20.073-05:002010-08-14T08:32:20.073-05:00Poor Jack Spence. Stupendous tale top to bottom Mi...Poor Jack Spence. Stupendous tale top to bottom Michael!Harryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09628269009060185397noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868832066925549024.post-37461565274402000032010-08-14T07:01:36.954-05:002010-08-14T07:01:36.954-05:00Witty, precise, structured and vivid, all the trad...Witty, precise, structured and vivid, all the trademarks of your prose Michael. This started humorously and got into the quiet desperation of most men's lives, as Thoreau observed.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868832066925549024.post-17826622414957234152010-08-14T06:25:05.910-05:002010-08-14T06:25:05.910-05:00That's one hell of an end. Packs a punch.That's one hell of an end. Packs a punch.Lauritahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03688820247531607677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868832066925549024.post-50863178887106457922010-08-13T23:10:03.317-05:002010-08-13T23:10:03.317-05:00It is hard not to feel the desperation of the poor...It is hard not to feel the desperation of the poor guy. Well done.umbrellaladyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06640257199319618306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868832066925549024.post-90983429954109836032010-08-13T21:07:31.715-05:002010-08-13T21:07:31.715-05:00Liked it a lot, Mike. It's dark and introspect...Liked it a lot, Mike. It's dark and introspective and I love that in a story. Had to look away when the dangling bits were in evidence. They didn't do much for me, but I stayed at the end in spite of expecting some big train. Didn't feel like leaving the poor guy alone. You make Jack Spence seem like a friend we should try to talk out of his depression, and yet the ending feels inevitable. Great moody piece.MDJBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17793388758122524855noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868832066925549024.post-27399397131265811162010-08-13T18:29:07.246-05:002010-08-13T18:29:07.246-05:00We all take control of our lives, somehow. Gives a...We all take control of our lives, somehow. Gives a new twist to "He caught the last train for the coast."<br />Great mood and sense of gritty desperation. Thanks.AJ Hayesnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868832066925549024.post-55727453892763605222010-08-13T17:37:51.189-05:002010-08-13T17:37:51.189-05:00You made me feel sorry for this guy. Pretty sad wh...You made me feel sorry for this guy. Pretty sad when even your Zippo runs out of butane. I guess there's a few people living out his story in these times of the GFC. Was sad enough without the railway tracks! I liked your description, especially at the beginning..:)Denise Covey https://www.blogger.com/profile/07106490051555233439noreply@blogger.com