tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497164028438533435.post3035699926122849298..comments2023-11-14T21:31:35.805-06:00Comments on J.F. Juzwik's Blog: Flash Fiction Friday, Week 8 - A Knock On The DoorJoycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03275503653927579472noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497164028438533435.post-6434705019974708152019-02-25T23:06:28.216-06:002019-02-25T23:06:28.216-06:00Thanks for your comments, Ginger. It was wild that...Thanks for your comments, Ginger. It was wild that you mentioned a guardian angel because that's how I pictured the older lady. She had been there long ago, gone through the same situation, and received help from a friendly spirit. Currently a spirit herself, she saw a need and 'appeared' to Sheila to provide the same inspiration. Someday, maybe Sheila will help someone in the same way. Who can say...Joycehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03275503653927579472noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497164028438533435.post-89501872136356817342019-02-25T18:17:35.445-06:002019-02-25T18:17:35.445-06:00Your description of Sheila's thought progress ...Your description of Sheila's thought progress as she considered suicide seems a little eerily realistic to me. I could see it happening that way easily. <br /><br />When Sheila heard the other woman's story, I was thinking, "That's a weird coincidence." Then in the final few paragraphs, I leaned towards restless spirit being helpful. Or potentially, if someone reading it was religiously inclined, they might think guardian angel. I wonder if she'll show back up in Sheila's life later but this story feels pretty finished as is so we'll probably never know.Gingerhttp://writetothelimit.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497164028438533435.post-40103643315293787872019-02-23T15:12:49.462-06:002019-02-23T15:12:49.462-06:00Sometimes help comes in the most unlikely ways. An...Sometimes help comes in the most unlikely ways. An elderly lady taking a walk in a blizzard who leaves no footprints? Was she a restless spirit or a figment of Sheila's imagination? Whoever, or whatever, she was, she helped Sheila through the night and beyond, and that is the most important thing in the end.Joycehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03275503653927579472noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497164028438533435.post-62799957620762403642019-02-23T12:23:49.398-06:002019-02-23T12:23:49.398-06:00I really like Sheila's voice in this story, ma...I really like Sheila's voice in this story, makes me want to sit and have a drink with her and let her vent. Maybe that's all she needed form this mysterious neighbour. Did she imagine it all? Was it a ghost? We'll never know, but the important thing is Sheila survived.Mikehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04631797915121524407noreply@blogger.com