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[clinkeroo]

Link is now working .

[Qwerty]

Just approved it now - sorry for the delay.

And In The End...

[Hitch]

It should have been The Inkspots.

Edit: If I read this right, Clinkers has reached a new low on the bleakness scale. An outrageous idea, C. It's like a decent glass of red that has a nasty dose of tannin in the aftertaste.

Kudos.

Edited by Hitch, 18 September 2006 - 05:59 PM.

[Qwerty]

Just gave it a read this morning, Clink. Thoroughly enjoyable and superbly crafted as always. Loved the last line.

[Qwerty]

And here we are with...

Live Until We Die

Very fun, Clink.

[clinkeroo]

Shaking off the rust...it's been awhile. I just couldn't resist a campfire in the Andes.



Hummingbird

Edited by clinkeroo, 19 December 2007 - 05:57 PM.

[Hitch]

Thanks for issuing the standard issue binoculars and directional microphone to observe Bond from across the valley. Good and highly enjoyable work - as always.

[Scrambled Eggs]

Great to see that the Clink is still out there bringing us moody, magnificent little nuggets.

That reads less like a short story, more like an extract from something bigger......?

[MkB]

Nice piece, Clinkeroo! Thanks "shaked off old rust", I've discovered your "Sunday, Bloody Sunday" thread, it was nice to see it bump up

[Hitch]

Nice piece, Clinkeroo! Thanks "shaked off old rust", I've discovered your "Sunday, Bloody Sunday" thread, it was nice to see it bump up

Agreed. (A further bump to encourage Bond fans to read The Clinker.)

[Qwerty]

Now available...

L'Hôtel d'Âmes Perdues

[clinkeroo]

A bit of fun, this.

It started as a lark of an idea, and I thought it would take a few minutes to write...

Two hours, and a lot of reading later, I brought forth Chapter in Verse.

You could say that I'm only the editor, and that Fleming really wrote the poem.

[Qwerty]

Chapter in Verse available now.

[chrisno1]

Interesting idea.
If I may be so bold, I haven't read any of your novels yet, but I hope they are better than the poetry!

It's a sort of game, as you say, but it isn't poetry. There's no vividity and whatever it describes is shrouded in the mystery of Fleming's lines. The purpose of the verse isn't clear; it doesn't carry me away to any particular time or place and lacks clarity. It's quite restricted and doesn't even have much rhythmn or syllabic repetition.

Perhaps I need to read the accompanying FanFic to explain it to me?
Fun to read though.

[clinkeroo]

Um, yeah.

You don't get it.

[chrisno1]

Oh, I thought I did.
I didn't think you took the design of the piece too seriously, so I employed reverse critique and treated it as a genuine work of merit. I was poking fun at the lack of poetic balance in Flemings's chapter headings.
Sorry, joke's ended up on me i guess.
I did say it was fun to read.

[clinkeroo]

Still don't get it.

If it was fun to read, that was the whole purpose.

That is a very fine purpose.

If you like, there are more traditional poems in "Sundays, Bloody Sundays" that may suit your understanding of poetry better.