Published by Rita de Heer
Writing is what I do. What I think about. What I meditate on. What I dream up. Listen to. Imagine. Sometimes I sleep. Sometimes I eat. And I walk. Pull out environmental weeds. There are a thousand more things I do, though writing comes into a fair few of those things too.
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That was an intriguing and enjoyable to read.
I really liked this line:
“Water like glittering jewels dripped from the end of the punt pole as Moss lifted it from the water”. It was very nice image.
I was also a bit grossed out along with main character later in the story with the description of the “head” and the drool.
Great writing.
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Thanks for great comment! It’s always a thrill. It took six days to get back to you, I see. Sorry about that. My mobile hasn’t been friendly about replies to comments. I hope I have fixed that setting now.
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All good. I figured you were still setting things up after moving from what I could gather in your previous posts. The first 6-8 weeks are usually the most uncomfortable, from my experience.
Thanks for the reply and I look forward to more posts.
All the best with adjusting to your new place.
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