tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post3348475437026471404..comments2023-06-28T22:58:28.247+10:00Comments on Sixth In Line: He could be an axe murderer...Elisabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04015624747225433940noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-62344413241804153382015-04-28T01:54:10.397+10:002015-04-28T01:54:10.397+10:00I am surprised by the hug too. Even with the disap...I am surprised by the hug too. Even with the disappointment of not getting to the gritty stuff, this would have made the visit worth it to me.Kasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05233330248952156754noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-41125877280472234392015-04-26T20:44:44.276+10:002015-04-26T20:44:44.276+10:00'In writing we can be more honest, however muc...'In writing we can be more honest, however much we might construct our stories.' <br />So true. I wish all my conversations were with writers and about writing and art and creating ...Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05313139983430962088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-89655986745437951022015-04-18T23:17:07.022+10:002015-04-18T23:17:07.022+10:00This was something akin to "Brief Encounter&q...This was something akin to "Brief Encounter" - without the railway cafeteria.<br /><br />In days long gone I used to have a few 'pen friends' which made the arrival of Mr. Postie so much more exciting. <br /><br />I thought what it would be like to meet one of these correspondents but never did but it may have been a disappointing meeting, something akin to yours in many ways.<br /><br />I also wanted to meet up with my very first love, Stella, whom I'd not seen or heard of for some 50 long years. The pictures of her, in my head and heart, were so wonderful. <br /><br />Finally tracked her down. Was invited to visit her. We did. It was nice, but, sadly, not at all wonderful.<br /><br />The journey in finding her was far better than the arrival. We kept in touch by letter and phone and that WAS wonderful.<br /><br />Pity you didn't get to the MacIntosh place, which has recently been undergoing some damage repairs after a fire and the chilly weather would have made you long to be back home!PhilipHhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06811831703263176415noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-12070289216178581592015-04-18T15:34:44.357+10:002015-04-18T15:34:44.357+10:00So true, so true your last three paragraphs. So true, so true your last three paragraphs. vazambam (Vassilis Zambaras)https://www.blogger.com/profile/14515165428574974933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-23392900402058365962015-04-18T14:13:42.500+10:002015-04-18T14:13:42.500+10:00That's fun, that you & Jim had a meet-up. ...That's fun, that you & Jim had a meet-up. <br /><br />I've been reading the published late 80s journal of Polish/Lithuanian poet Czeslaw Milosz, winner of the Nobel Prize in 1980. I wish I'd read the journal before I met him. Perhaps I would have ventured a conversation. Milosz's doubts and thoughts about vanity and the many things he survived in WWII Poland are laid out on the page, and it made it seem he would have been welcomed a little sharing. But who knows? Maybe I would have stared at him stupidly half the time (and stammered weakly the other half), and he? What would he have done? Smiled mildly and wished he was at home? <br /><br />I've found my conversations about writing to be banal, mostly. Sending out work, what a drag. Yes, I write because I have to. Still, connecting with people is a good thing. Weather can be fascinating. Glenn Ingersollhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10674475308395975995noreply@blogger.com