tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465583196987100762.post7223365384904159583..comments2023-03-25T13:24:30.032+00:00Comments on Strange Imagination: Surrender, part 19Janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09439166533963573577noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465583196987100762.post-78031371354216195402009-04-18T13:48:00.000+00:002009-04-18T13:48:00.000+00:00Dear Meta, thank you. I do love it when someone pi...Dear Meta, thank you. I do love it when someone picks up on the details I love myself...smiles.<br /><br />Dear Wystan, 'grace' is a beautiful word. I like it, you get what I am trying to write, thanks.<br /><br />Dear TFP, is that what you want?<br /><br />Dear Mina, I am absolutely convinced that the moment someone tied me up I would be aware of all the itchings and things I no longer am able Janicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09439166533963573577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465583196987100762.post-64199400969848656752009-04-10T13:15:00.000+00:002009-04-10T13:15:00.000+00:00I enjoy you writing JaniceI enjoy you writing Janicegeorgenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465583196987100762.post-15506685099352595152009-04-10T08:58:00.000+00:002009-04-10T08:58:00.000+00:00Janice, I loved that her nose itched the moment s...Janice, I loved that her nose itched the moment she couldn't get to it. Funny how that happens. I often get an itch on my head just after strapping on my helmet. <BR/><BR/>I enjoyed seeing him doing different things to her, testing the boundaries. Her realisation that it is all considered even calculated was a good thing to show us.<BR/><BR/>Hugs<BR/>MinaMinahttp://wilhelmina.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465583196987100762.post-67997325302655078002009-04-08T22:06:00.000+00:002009-04-08T22:06:00.000+00:00She no doubt will be pushed more....Thank you,-TFP...She no doubt will be pushed more....<BR/><BR/>Thank you,<BR/>-TFPTFPhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10489122702555254081noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465583196987100762.post-2704106769095568872009-04-07T19:01:00.000+00:002009-04-07T19:01:00.000+00:00"What have I done to deserve this?""Nothing."There..."What have I done to deserve this?"<BR/>"Nothing."<BR/><BR/>There it is, in a nutshell (the one "I could be bounded in...") <BR/><BR/>It is not about just desserts, or merit; not about being good or bad. It is nothing we choose. It is a matter of -- dare I call it "grace"? <BR/><BR/>Regards,<BR/><BR/>WystanManorlordhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09421463943680954653noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465583196987100762.post-44485082634213685542009-04-07T15:28:00.000+00:002009-04-07T15:28:00.000+00:00I think this is my favorite installment of this st...I think this is my favorite installment of this story (so far...).<BR/><BR/>I love the inner struggle, the vulnerability, the confusion, the transitioning.<BR/><BR/>I also love the writing here, how you've given us some details, but then let us imagine the rest (particularly this line: "I squirmed in agony as his fingers lit the fire and then withdrew.").Metahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11578787245371476220noreply@blogger.com