The Shadow World
Where did my daddy go?19 total reviews
Comment from Cornelius2000
What a marvelous depiction of what might be going on in what's left of the minds of Alzheimer's victims. In my thinking it's the cruelest of diseases, leaving once bright, happy people shells of their former selves, and creating a living hell for their families.
You've done a great job with this story!
reply by the author on 11-May-2013
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What a marvelous depiction of what might be going on in what's left of the minds of Alzheimer's victims. In my thinking it's the cruelest of diseases, leaving once bright, happy people shells of their former selves, and creating a living hell for their families.
You've done a great job with this story!
Comment Written 11-May-2013
reply by the author on 11-May-2013
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Thank you. In the five years at the nursing home, visiting my mother I watched it erode happiness. Wonderful stars.
Comment from reconciled
Hello....-smile- How are you?....Well...I'm L'm okay thank you for asking....and Michael...hows Mike?....lol Exceptional story...written by a master storyteller. Alright...love Michael
reply by the author on 06-May-2013
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Hello....-smile- How are you?....Well...I'm L'm okay thank you for asking....and Michael...hows Mike?....lol Exceptional story...written by a master storyteller. Alright...love Michael
Comment Written 05-May-2013
reply by the author on 06-May-2013
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How are you? Still feeling blue or getting back on your feet. My Michael went on his first date in 1000 years Saturday night. how about you?
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yea, still struggling. I'm okay....-smile- ...yea, I been on a date. good to talk to you...-smile- love you-
Comment from CALLAHANMR
This story certainly captures the essence of Alzheimer's in its Final stages. I remember my mother-in-law when her fine mind just faded away until nothing seemed to remain. Yet at time one lucid second seemed to emerge.
You show all the struggles and, as sometimes happens, a second of lucidity that may comes at times.
Love and Irish Hugs for a great story.
Roger
reply by the author on 04-May-2013
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This story certainly captures the essence of Alzheimer's in its Final stages. I remember my mother-in-law when her fine mind just faded away until nothing seemed to remain. Yet at time one lucid second seemed to emerge.
You show all the struggles and, as sometimes happens, a second of lucidity that may comes at times.
Love and Irish Hugs for a great story.
Roger
Comment Written 04-May-2013
reply by the author on 04-May-2013
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Irish ugs are my favourite! Thank you for giving me such a kind response. I spent five years visiting my mother (who was lucid) and watched so many people disappear while still in the room.
Comment from emjaihammond
What an emotional, heartbreaking story. Such impressive writing. Your words bring with them strong imagery. I enjoyed reading this story very much.
reply by the author on 04-May-2013
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What an emotional, heartbreaking story. Such impressive writing. Your words bring with them strong imagery. I enjoyed reading this story very much.
Comment Written 03-May-2013
reply by the author on 04-May-2013
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Thank you very much for your kind words.
Comment from JeffreyStone
Your story captures the nightmare of Alzheimer's. Who knows what lucid thoughts come to the shriveled minds trapped in bodies slowly withering away. We assume death is a blessing for them, but who Knows? Only a power greater than ours. God luck in the contest. JefreyStone
reply by the author on 04-May-2013
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Your story captures the nightmare of Alzheimer's. Who knows what lucid thoughts come to the shriveled minds trapped in bodies slowly withering away. We assume death is a blessing for them, but who Knows? Only a power greater than ours. God luck in the contest. JefreyStone
Comment Written 03-May-2013
reply by the author on 04-May-2013
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They are lost to any reality except what is happening in their own mind.
Comment from Sasha
I apologize for taking so long to get to this. I have been trying to recuperate from a case of the flu. This is superb writing. You captured my full attention immediately and the journey you took me on was both frightening and yet uplifting. What a terrible disease to endure for both the patient and families. You really did a superb job with this one. Most deserving of a 6 star rating.
reply by the author on 23-Apr-2013
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I apologize for taking so long to get to this. I have been trying to recuperate from a case of the flu. This is superb writing. You captured my full attention immediately and the journey you took me on was both frightening and yet uplifting. What a terrible disease to endure for both the patient and families. You really did a superb job with this one. Most deserving of a 6 star rating.
Comment Written 23-Apr-2013
reply by the author on 23-Apr-2013
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My very appreciative thank you. I thought Mexico banished the flu bug inside their borders.. You sure have had some health stumbles... hope you're better now.
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No, it is alive and well down here. I am doing fine, just resting up a bit.
Comment from JM daSilva
I loved the story. I have some suggestions and spag. Take what you like, okay?
The Ancients--- it's a name for those who have acquired knowledge that they are reluctant to share with others. They say it is a curse and makes one long to go back to something none of us will ever have again.
The Ancients, those who have acquired knowledge but are reluctant to share with others, say a curse makes one long to go back to something none of us will ever have again. [suggestion]
In a deep corner of this dark world, the Ancients gather; their whispers sometimes travel, but they are difficult to decipher, rumbling through the fog with muted tones.
In a deep corner of this dark world, the Ancients gather; their whispers sometimes travel, rumbling through the fog with muted tones, but they are difficult to decipher. [suggestion]
and touches some part of me. I imagined [imagine] it to be a purity of some kind, but I did not [don't] know why it shines on me. [mixing verb tenses]
their clandestine meeting? I was at their mercy[,] and yet[,] I felt no malice.
always felt her father was there, just [remove a] below the surface. She didn't want to Number twelve[12] lived her last days in a perpetual nightmare. [Room 203, Number 12, Biology 101, in these situations you need to use the number]
reply by the author on 28-Apr-2013
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I loved the story. I have some suggestions and spag. Take what you like, okay?
The Ancients--- it's a name for those who have acquired knowledge that they are reluctant to share with others. They say it is a curse and makes one long to go back to something none of us will ever have again.
The Ancients, those who have acquired knowledge but are reluctant to share with others, say a curse makes one long to go back to something none of us will ever have again. [suggestion]
In a deep corner of this dark world, the Ancients gather; their whispers sometimes travel, but they are difficult to decipher, rumbling through the fog with muted tones.
In a deep corner of this dark world, the Ancients gather; their whispers sometimes travel, rumbling through the fog with muted tones, but they are difficult to decipher. [suggestion]
and touches some part of me. I imagined [imagine] it to be a purity of some kind, but I did not [don't] know why it shines on me. [mixing verb tenses]
their clandestine meeting? I was at their mercy[,] and yet[,] I felt no malice.
always felt her father was there, just [remove a] below the surface. She didn't want to Number twelve[12] lived her last days in a perpetual nightmare. [Room 203, Number 12, Biology 101, in these situations you need to use the number]
Comment Written 23-Apr-2013
reply by the author on 28-Apr-2013
Darling man, don't think I eas reticent or reluctant to reply. I actally stared at your response for several days.
You are a brillaint reviewer and a brave man who responds with sincerity and truth. I just don't want to go back to this story. Here is my pemission slip, my declaratiom of aborted attempt. If you want to make something bigger out of this----have a blast. I simply can't. Thanks for hanging with me. ingrid
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No. I just checked spag, the story is great. Good job.
Comment from Spitfire
Wow! What a haunting and powerful piece. Getting into the mind of a man with Alzheimer's, begging the Ancients to give him purpose. The word reconciliation suggests a parting of the ways. Beth wants a sign that he loved her, and her father memory of her name was all she needed.
wonderful story,
reply by the author on 22-Apr-2013
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Wow! What a haunting and powerful piece. Getting into the mind of a man with Alzheimer's, begging the Ancients to give him purpose. The word reconciliation suggests a parting of the ways. Beth wants a sign that he loved her, and her father memory of her name was all she needed.
wonderful story,
Comment Written 22-Apr-2013
reply by the author on 22-Apr-2013
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A graciousand kind reapons Thanl you
Comment from Jumbo J
Hi Ingrid, you had me in from the first sentence. I was thinking yeah wouldn't it be great to be at the ancients level. Then I read on it became apparent the ancients were there but in a very different capacity. What a twist with a pike, Alzheimer's. You took my breath away, you talented writer. I loved the write and the outcome for everyone suffering. Magic Ingrid.
Kindest thoughts,
James xx
reply by the author on 22-Apr-2013
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Hi Ingrid, you had me in from the first sentence. I was thinking yeah wouldn't it be great to be at the ancients level. Then I read on it became apparent the ancients were there but in a very different capacity. What a twist with a pike, Alzheimer's. You took my breath away, you talented writer. I loved the write and the outcome for everyone suffering. Magic Ingrid.
Kindest thoughts,
James xx
Comment Written 22-Apr-2013
reply by the author on 22-Apr-2013
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Thankyou. stay safe James.
Comment from Realist101
Hi Ingrid...your words bring back the memories of my father's death...very powerful and clean writing. I found no spags ... of course, I'm half blind these days, but I did try to help. Nice work, as always. x. Susan
reply by the author on 22-Apr-2013
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Hi Ingrid...your words bring back the memories of my father's death...very powerful and clean writing. I found no spags ... of course, I'm half blind these days, but I did try to help. Nice work, as always. x. Susan
Comment Written 22-Apr-2013
reply by the author on 22-Apr-2013
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Wow! High praise from a powerful talent.
