Autumn in New York

Beautifully descriptive!

I love when poets write fiction. It shines through, right from the beginning:

"Every city wears its history. Some, being newer, have few adornments; others wear the jewels of their years like dowagers."

Just lovely.

Fanning myself...

I couldn't sleep so I read this, I will probably have nightmares now, steamy ones. Great Story Ange!

Poetic Fiction

I must say I agree with Minsue. Even when poets write fiction, they are still poets. I think poetry makes you pay more attention to language than you normally would, and that stays with you no matter what you write.

In any case, it's a lovely piece. Congratulations, Angeline.

The devil is in the details..

and this is one hellishly moody piece. The pace is seductively deliberate and draws one forward with it almost as if in a dream...a trance....just like Julia.
I'm willing to stick my neck out....and be the next in line.

Nice, girlfriend!

You got the feel of the city in late fall just right :) - bassplayer

wonderfully drawn tale...

A lovely read. Thank you so much for taking me back to NYC in autumn. Even the chills are not all caused by the night air. Loved it.

esl

Loved your clear, crisp style

This line was a beaut: 'Her last whatevership ended abruptly'
Then, I liked 'Thantapoulis' (Such a cool, made up name).
And finally, this was the clincher: 'They pulse on each other.'

Remarkable.

beautifully written.

the power of your poetry extends itself so effortlessly into this genre / this was magnificent reading, written with grace and style / i'm very glad i crossed over to take a look /

Such sinister seduction!

Haunting and poetic, Angeline! Would melt even a vampire's heart.

Delicious

Excellent and evocative in every respect.

Great Story

The eternal lure of the vampire, exquisitely rendered. Sprinkled with great lines and images. A real gem.

Autumn in New York

A remarkable story, Ange. The careful, controlled, to a degree haunting language was reminiscent of a lot of Iberian fantasy-realism poetry. The words flowed effortlessly, as if it were a song, a poem, a warm chalice of port, slow and languid.

poetic

"Sucks bliss like a baby."
I think those words will be in my mind the next time there is a nipple between my lips. Loved it.

Beautiful

I loved the contrast of the rich imagery in your descriptive passages with a beautiful economy of dialogue. What a wonderful way to add mood!

Dreamy~

Descriptive...tantalizing...Spooky tale, Great story Ang~ Good Luck (*_*) Happy Halloween

great descriptions.....

It's hard to use so few words to describe something as complicated as New York in Autumn, but you did it!! The actual sexual encounter was awfully fast...with your keen sense of detail, I wish you had lengthened it! You may find my entry Who Killed Lois Laynes interesting....it's in the New section right now. Feel free to offer comments/suggestions. Good luck, Sack

Wonderful!

I loved this story - my fav on the contest so far I think but I havent read them all! - really well written with beautiful imagery, pace and believability!

Really beautifully done

Great job setting the scene, capturing the mood. Thanks for sharing!

Remarkable!, Perfect, in fact.

So when is this going to appear in the New Yorker?

You MUST have already published this, yes? In a format where people have to pay to get their hands on it? Tell me you have at least submitted this to the NY, or Harper`s perhaps?


If no, go ahead and get on with it. I`ll wait.

OK, that`s done? Good.

If the entire work was just this one line, i`d line up for tickets:

"You're as lovely as the night," which would be trite if he stayed, but he leaves.

If an interesting gentleman fed me that line, i`d be a goner, whether he stayed or went.

Among my criteria for art is, do i want to be part of that story, that poem, that song, that brushstroke? If i read something and feel to the depths of my soul, MY GOD i want to be there, i want to be that character, i want to know what she/he is ... and then i realize that i AM, and i do.

This is absolutely stunning work ... not that i`m surprised.

My ONLY disappointment was the fact that the category choice was a bit of a spoiler; but what else would you have chosen, right?

Roni

BTW, still waiting!

So when is this going to appear in the New Yorker?

You MUST have already published this, yes? In a format where people have to pay to get their hands on it? Tell me you have at least submitted this to the NY, or Harper`s perhaps?


If no, go ahead and get on with it. I`ll wait.

OK, that`s done? Good.

If the entire work was just this one line, i`d line up for tickets:

"You're as lovely as the night," which would be trite if he stayed, but he leaves.

If an interesting gentleman fed me that line, i`d be a goner, whether he stayed or went.

Among my criteria for art is, do i want to be part of that story, that poem, that song, that brushstroke? If i read something and feel to the depths of my soul, MY GOD i want to be there, i want to be that character, i want to know what she/he is ... and then i realize that i AM, and i do.

This is absolutely stunning work ... not that i`m surprised.

My ONLY disappointment was the fact that the category choice was a bit of a spoiler; but what else would you have chosen, right? -----------------
BTW, still waiting!

Surprise!

What a surprise - this delicious vampire story springing from the familiar artistic surroundings of New York described in all its vibrancy! I knew it was erotic horror from the start, but you contrasted the familiar with the demonic so well that I was lulled into complacency for a while. The ending was the perfect touch to a beautifully constructed fiction.

(=^_^=)

Your writing flows like warm spiced wine on a cold winter's night. An absolute pleasure! Thank you...