Damned Writers

I like how the narrator tells this story. And this was my favorite sentence: "I thought at first they might be the ghosts of D.H. Lawrence and Frieda." *

Civil War novel re-enactors.

Writers? The last time I saw one of those, I think I was in a museum.*

Thanks, Paul. It was a strange happening.

Con, I'm beginning to think the three of us were on camera. I think I saw Spielberg on a bench in front of the barbershop.

Not sure what they look like, Amanda, altho one of the two might have been one.

"long Middlemarch hair" got me, and I've never read the novel.
Pithy and engaging good work.

Tks, Stran. I haven't read it, either.

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Tks, Chris

Like sighting a UFO.

Fun, Matt. In revision, might go into exactly what they're talking about and let the narrator react. Big.

My favorite things here are the "long Middlemarch hair" and the author's note. : )

Exceptional in the mundane (and I'm a Southerner who knows mundane.) *

"Real writers they were, I think."

I like.

* Great surreal stuff--also perfect about Frieda "I didn't hear her, but she undoubtedly said something." And then more Lawrence :)

Thanks, gentle readers. This is nonfiction, btw. Lucinda, I couldn't have made this up. It was too real.

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Tks, Tara.

*, Mathew. I love your vignette. Don't discount that your two, out-of-uniform, non-residents were at William & Mary as visiting MFA professors from the UK, their conversation a spillover from one that started in the faculty lounge earlier and resuming after a quick visit to Gloucester for lunch or just tea and cornbread.

I like that when I read this I didn't know if it was fiction or Non-fiction (I discovered the genre once I read comments). This is so creative and blurs the boundaries of "real," and "not real," which I am always drawn to in short pieces. *

Thanks, gents. You might be right, David. Gloucester's a pleasant jaunt from Williamsburg and a likely diversion for a couple of young literary Brits looking to tread on ground once writ large by the likes of John Smith and William Berkley, et. al.
Robert, your praise flatters indeed.

If you listen, you never know what you'll overhear or mishear. Nice work.*

All the peninsulas bound by the rivers and bays of the Chesapeake are like the hollers beyond the Virginia fall line, insular and unwelcoming to strangers sometimes... places where no less than three generations of residence makes you a local. This was different and a nice diversion. Well done.

Thanks, guys. JLD, I'm a "come-here", as well. My daughter, a neighbor told me, might make it as a "been here" if she hangs around and decides to raise a family here. More likely the title would be held in reserve for her children, should they be born here and attend the terrible local schools.

I love the puns and the literary references in this. Great. "*"

Fun. *

Thanks, Kyle and Beate.

Your own damn writer's ear, ever ready for material, was teased enough to draw this "non-fiction" story out of you! Me likey, damn writer!

Me glad you likey. Thankee!

What an interesting story, I enjoyed the discombobulation and uncertainty of the situation and the narrator's reaction. Neat piece!