Comments on: On the Strandline

By: Wendee

Wendee — Thu, 03 Sep 2009 00:50:59 +0000

Oh, Amy, beautiful! Just lovely to read and savor! Thank you for sharing this!

By: Dharmamama

Dharmamama — Wed, 02 Sep 2009 20:22:33 +0000

Loved, loved, loved this story! I’m so glad you were brave, and posted it.

The story reminded me of the song “Long Ride Home” – do you know it? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rMvzu5nDVao

By: BookRambler

BookRambler — Fri, 21 Aug 2009 13:44:02 +0000

Amy

Writing is solitary and personal and it’s really hard to pluck up the self-belief to send it off to some anonymous editor or competition judge and even harder to post a piece of yourself out so publicly. I hope you’re glad you did it.
You have an acute eye for detail and the sounds of words and I thought it really well paced.
[If you like, I can send you a detailed crit.]

By: Alina Popescu

Alina Popescu — Thu, 20 Aug 2009 16:26:19 +0000

I have no words to describe how this story has touched me. Thank you for sharing it, somehow it feels like this is exactly what I needed to read.

By: Anisa

Anisa — Thu, 20 Aug 2009 15:25:48 +0000

I loved it. I’m sitting here with tears streaming down my face. It’s a beautiful piece of writing. Thank you for sharing it

By: Jonathan Woodward

Jonathan Woodward — Thu, 20 Aug 2009 13:38:48 +0000

Wow Amy – another powerful, moving story.

I loved how you took us in one direction (death of the daughter) and then in another (that the husband was actually alone on the beach) but did it gently and just let the realisation wash over us simply with the words “I did love you, you know.” – beautifully done.

I look forward to reading many more – I really hope your confidence is growing to share more of your stories as they really are gems, like finding those perfect pebbles on the beach.

By: Barney

Barney — Thu, 20 Aug 2009 13:04:56 +0000

Thank you for sharing this tender and nicely paced story. Sorrow and loss are difficult things to write about without becoming sentimental and mawkish, but you avoid those traps.

By: Alexander M Zoltai

Alexander M Zoltai — Thu, 20 Aug 2009 10:36:20 +0000

Delicate
Tropes
Roll through my
Soul;
Sweep me into
Reveries I’ve never
Lived;
Toil with my
Sweetest memories, till I
Loose my
Hampered
Feelings,
Float into that
Sacred
Man’s
Heart…

By: Joanna Young

Joanna Young — Thu, 20 Aug 2009 09:14:17 +0000

Amy, we do a good double act of making each other cry! I loved this piece of writing. I don’t often find that short stories hold my attention, but this one did, I think perhaps it was the pace and the rhythm, like the sea gently washing the strand. The final section is very moving, deeply moving as we lose ourselves in that feeling of sorrow, loss, remembrance but also peace.

The response to this idea of mine has been astonishing, people have gone in so many wonderful directions but what binds them together is the creative stuff that happens when we do pluck up courage and stretch beyond our comfort zones.

Thanks so much Amy, and like Jackie I’ll say here’s to many more.

By: Jackie Walker

Jackie Walker — Thu, 20 Aug 2009 08:16:35 +0000

This story feels much longer than a short story – which must be an art form in itself. There is no trying here, you’ve succeeded in your use of words to evoke the same emotion as you do in your use of photography. Thank you for having the courage to share, and I’m praying it’s the first of many!

Jackie xx