This reminds me of something I read in Tokarczuk’s Drive Your Plow Over the Bones of the Dead—that same stark realism, that same brutal honesty about change. That feeling of leaving home, only to return and realize time has rewritten everything—you nailed it. The past is already gone, and we’re stuck wrestling with whatever the present throws at us. Harsh, but true.
You really got me with this one! The lost sweetheart, finally reuniting after years and years, a fantasy I am no stranger to. I was thinking, Wow Ray is talented he can do romance well! Then Boom! I fucking love it! Why am I laughing when I am horrified? One of a kind brother, you are one of a kind.
This reminds me of something I read in Tokarczuk’s Drive Your Plow Over the Bones of the Dead—that same stark realism, that same brutal honesty about change. That feeling of leaving home, only to return and realize time has rewritten everything—you nailed it. The past is already gone, and we’re stuck wrestling with whatever the present throws at us. Harsh, but true.
Thanks, Jaap. That's what I was going for, so I appreciate it. That book is on my to-read list. Might have to move it up.
War corrupts absolutely. well done ray, i think this one is a step forward for you and your writing.
Thanks! Tried something a lil different
You really got me with this one! The lost sweetheart, finally reuniting after years and years, a fantasy I am no stranger to. I was thinking, Wow Ray is talented he can do romance well! Then Boom! I fucking love it! Why am I laughing when I am horrified? One of a kind brother, you are one of a kind.
Thank you, Jeanne. You’re wonderful. 🙏