Hi Shell Franch
This is one of those stories with layers of meanings. The storyline/theme/plot is not so easily interpreted. The reader needs to work a bit, think a bit and imagine. And this is part of what makes this short story appealing at least to this avid reader.
There is an air of opacity to this story as if the heat and humidity and the steam of the August nights become part of the story, the words, so much so, they become interlaced and meshed together. It's quite lovely and curious as the same time.
You use language very well...you manipulate each word you of course know what you intended but you want the reader to unravel between the lines so the meaning is conveyed with ambivalence. At least, this is how I interpret, and I could be wrong.
The tone of this short piece is haunting. There is an essence of love but we don't know with whom exactly.
The narrator talks about love and we certainly sense it in the words, the tone and yet, we don't really see it.
Too there is a sensuousness to this story that reminds me of a Tennessee Williams play, like "Cat on a Hot Tin Roof" or "The Long Hot Summer." Life just is and it's sultry and seductive and slow, the Southern way.
The ambiance of the tug boat and the sensory experiences of the flowers and the cicadas and the August night, were rather breathtaking.
The pace of this was as slow as the Southern way...the words metamorphosized into sentences and paragraphs, slow and easy like.
I think you captured the Southern lilt of the voice as the narrator reveals her innermost thoughts and frustrations. The drawl was effortless, nearly.
I do have a few suggestions if I may? keep in mind, I give these observations humbly with the intent of giving you a readers perspective, yet I am just one reader.
But I suppose when someone who looks that much like Princess Grace saystells you that you did right to fall in love in June, and then goes ‘round the side of the house to fall in love in August, you have to wonder just a little, even if you don’t wonder at the white petals and green pistons in your hand.
I think this is a evocative sentence and yet, its a bit wordy. I took it upon myself to strike out some of the wordiness. Take what you will, if anything, or nothing at all.
You do capitalize on a lot of repetition in your story. Repeats of same words and phrases. usually, I frown against this unless its a poem or prose used as a tool for emphasis. And yet, I find myself appreciating the authors use of it in this story. I can't, somehow, imagine it any different. So obviously, it worked.
I think the author made effective use of language
and the result was this leisurely seductiveness which was aesthetically appealing and provocative.
So, excellent! I hope this review has been useful to you. Thanks for letting me stay awhile.
~write on and peace~ kjo in Autumn Bliss
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