The reviews are in for His Fairy Tale. And I couldn’t be more tickled pink… except for after I reread what I have for the story, in which case I only wonder how such a creation could have been spawned from my fingertips.
Cain and John. Love it (understatement).
Calamitynexus said that her “only negative comment is that I am angry that I didn’t think of it first”. My psychology of Cain was spot on. Also that she loves CainxJohn (me too!). Well, and there’s other reviews. Which all kind of lead back to: you should write more.
I know, I really should. And I really, really want to. But like I said above, I don’t even know how I even created such a magnificent piece of literature in the first place. I’ve tried to continue writing it, but it’s just not on. The planets are not aligned. (Although speaking of planets and alignment, I should look up that poem about angels watching a play as the gears of the planets move — it’s an AP English sort of thing).
But I will try. If only for myself… and my dreams. And is that someone singing upstairs?
