Hah! Thanks. Feeling is mutual. But, by the way, -who is the handsome guy with the red beard and pipe in your icon? I am embarrassed to say I don't know, though he looks like Van Gogh...
I don't know. He does look Van Gogh'ish. I just didn't want to look at myself all the time. I mean, I'm not a red head, and I have a better hair line. I don't smoke a pipe, -- although I have been known to use one 🤪 -- and I have a goatee, rather than a beard.
I hope you have a great New Year, and look forward to reading both your comments, and your short snippets. (I love those.)
This is so good and keeps being good. Not easy to keep the reader's attention in a serial (I've given up on a handful of them recently). Great work, Ben. We always know where we are and who we're dealing with. Happy New Year!
I am so glad you're still along for the ride! And a Happy New Year to you as well. I just slipped in here because we're having New Year's Dinner tonight: Chinese Lobster! So we'll have to get up, get dressed, and go pick up about 8 lobsters. (Luckily, it's literally right around the corner.) Then we bring them home, kill them, and clean them. (That's what she does. She has no qualms with that. And it's NOT dropping them in a pot of hot water.) If you ever get the chance, try creamed lobster the next time you go out to a Chinese Restaurant. We've been having it every New Years for almost 40 years. It's stir fried in the wok. I think I'm going to record the cooking process...if I can talk her into it.
"How ‘bout we take one problem at a time? The problem right now is: we’re fuckin’ sinking!”
This is great, Ben. I'm totally engrossed in this tale. I imagine you've had to do a lot of research to be able to present this so realistically. Well done!
That first paragraph describes my worst claustrophobic nightmares, Ben. Horrific. And this part: "letting the loud, thunderous crash of the waves lull me to sleep. I could hear the creaks and moans of straining metal echoing in my head as if it were a lullaby." I don't know what to make of it. Such a contradiction in terms. Your video clip of the life boat saved the day for me! Excellent writing.
I've lived near the water all my life. I worked on the booming grounds at the mill I was at for 10-15 years. This character grew up in the same place I did. So he feels the same things about water I do.
I'm hooked. In some round about way I owe it to Sharron Bassano that I'm now a subscriber. Looking forward to reading more!
Well, when you go back, you can read her comments and see why I love her so much.
Hah! Thanks. Feeling is mutual. But, by the way, -who is the handsome guy with the red beard and pipe in your icon? I am embarrassed to say I don't know, though he looks like Van Gogh...
I don't know. He does look Van Gogh'ish. I just didn't want to look at myself all the time. I mean, I'm not a red head, and I have a better hair line. I don't smoke a pipe, -- although I have been known to use one 🤪 -- and I have a goatee, rather than a beard.
I hope you have a great New Year, and look forward to reading both your comments, and your short snippets. (I love those.)
Glad you found him, Heather. Ben is a writer's writer.
This is so good and keeps being good. Not easy to keep the reader's attention in a serial (I've given up on a handful of them recently). Great work, Ben. We always know where we are and who we're dealing with. Happy New Year!
I am so glad you're still along for the ride! And a Happy New Year to you as well. I just slipped in here because we're having New Year's Dinner tonight: Chinese Lobster! So we'll have to get up, get dressed, and go pick up about 8 lobsters. (Luckily, it's literally right around the corner.) Then we bring them home, kill them, and clean them. (That's what she does. She has no qualms with that. And it's NOT dropping them in a pot of hot water.) If you ever get the chance, try creamed lobster the next time you go out to a Chinese Restaurant. We've been having it every New Years for almost 40 years. It's stir fried in the wok. I think I'm going to record the cooking process...if I can talk her into it.
"How ‘bout we take one problem at a time? The problem right now is: we’re fuckin’ sinking!”
This is great, Ben. I'm totally engrossed in this tale. I imagine you've had to do a lot of research to be able to present this so realistically. Well done!
Lots of humour and laughter in this one, despite the seriousness of the story. One of the toughest thing is to make your reader laugh. And you did!
That first paragraph describes my worst claustrophobic nightmares, Ben. Horrific. And this part: "letting the loud, thunderous crash of the waves lull me to sleep. I could hear the creaks and moans of straining metal echoing in my head as if it were a lullaby." I don't know what to make of it. Such a contradiction in terms. Your video clip of the life boat saved the day for me! Excellent writing.
I've lived near the water all my life. I worked on the booming grounds at the mill I was at for 10-15 years. This character grew up in the same place I did. So he feels the same things about water I do.
Thanks Ben
Very evocative, I will look back on the other chapters.