tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-155197540326010032.post1187244000636587724..comments2024-03-28T16:06:50.879+00:00Comments on FICTION on the WEB short stories: A Normal Girl's Tale by James KrehbielCharlie Fishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04834189452905372024noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-155197540326010032.post-74088143756456435842016-05-15T13:27:49.663+01:002016-05-15T13:27:49.663+01:00Apologies again, I miss spelled the author of '...Apologies again, I miss spelled the author of 'Room' - Emma Donoghue.<br />B r o o k eAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17142492723192523556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-155197540326010032.post-46665466846303342142016-05-14T20:21:26.927+01:002016-05-14T20:21:26.927+01:00Absorbing fiction. 'Couldn't put it down.&...Absorbing fiction. 'Couldn't put it down.' Why (or why not) I ask? What was going through my mind? At first I thought it was a witty parody/parable on parenting; every parent's debate with themselves - the balance between dependence and independence. Then I thought 'Room' - sorry to mention O'Donaghue's novel - of which, as we know the key is that the sensory-deprived child, when he breaks free from his spatially limited prison adapts better than his mother and the reason for that is the flow of unconditional and unlimited love between mother and child. But there's no love here, not from the Stones, from Margaret, not even God's love...and what happens to that notion? It seems to fizzle out...So ideas wise I'm left a tad confused, but I agree with Nancy's point. For the most part we're in either Margaret or Suzanne's POV - even briefly the Stones - but there's this ironic menacing omniscient voice, and in the end I have to ask myself why am I driven along by this narrative, and the answer could well hold the real creepy power of this story which is the reader's basic need to know whatever happens to 'Baby Jane'!<br />Creepy Extraordinaire! B r o o k e Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17142492723192523556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-155197540326010032.post-7636624456214692822016-05-14T14:36:39.756+01:002016-05-14T14:36:39.756+01:00The narrator is mysterious, an omniscient view del...The narrator is mysterious, an omniscient view delivered with sarcasm. A strange and creative tale. Thank you.Nancy Lanenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-155197540326010032.post-28573924986892662912016-05-14T14:26:50.145+01:002016-05-14T14:26:50.145+01:00this is a very interesting story, the Stones are f...this is a very interesting story, the Stones are for me the real villains, Margaret has a dubious sounding past and from the beginning seemed a little unstable. i think this would make a fine film, a 50s Hollywood creepy!<br /><br />fine piece of work<br /><br />Mike McCAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-155197540326010032.post-52560977705306875702016-05-13T15:48:42.603+01:002016-05-13T15:48:42.603+01:00A grim and creepy story that shows how torture can...A grim and creepy story that shows how torture can be delivered in small insistent bites. The iniquities of the Stones and of Margaret are horrendous, yet still they feel justified. An interestingly crafted yet uncomfortable read. Thanks,<br />CeinwenAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11145727006327466838noreply@blogger.com