I enjoy how you get the speech patterns down for each character, adds a lot more depth.

*smiles... thank you...

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And they sailed off into the sunrise...

Bunners

indeed they did...

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thanks so much Marm...

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happy cry. best ghost story ever. *hugs*

*smiles so very big... thank you so very much Yelleena...

V.

A rather unusual ghost story, to say the least.

(* sigh *) I need to finish my ghost story screenplay, even if it's never produced...

and you are waiting why? Someday they will be beating a path to our doorways Perfesser... in the mean time, so long as we can make even a few people smile, we have been successful...

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I don't right much, but I always get a few laughs.
Sometimes I don't even have to write, I goad others into it.

Bunners

yes you do...

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I should. I kind of envisioned Michael Palin playing the ghost, but at 75 he's getting a little long in the tooth.

The Brass Age takes place at a brass foundry in Pennsylvania. The plant manager dies in an industrial (perhaps) accident and the factory sends his 12-year-old son to school in England. When he returns, he becomes an engineer at the plant. Palace intrigues, corporate skullduggery, love and spectral mentors ensue.

sounds like a good one...

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This would actually make a good movie.

Why thank you Keefur... very much...

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This story provides us with a potent brew: educated, hugely respectful to the men and machines of that time, but never maudlin. And there is a balance of gentle humour and understated melancholy here, the same blend that gives many of your stories a truly unique flavour and which I find so very moving. I think the proper term for this is 'style'.

There is a flood of creativity that flows through some rare people, and you are one of them. Envious, right here.

you make me blush A... thank you for the kind words...

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That was a very good read... makes one think of things that could be and odd things that have happened.

*smiles... thank you...

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This was an engaging read, its always nice to see your mixing of understated melancholy and jaunty humour in a way that they compliment each other nicely.

Of the characters, Harding was probably the most interesting to me, I can't quite put my finger on it, but I think it as to do with his exasperation at how he met his end.

*smiles... I kinda liked them all... each one had something rather endearing to me...

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You’ve got that knack for borderline innapropriateness that I can’t help but laugh at. Farting backside indeed. I don’t know how you do it, but it’s a special kind of brilliance. Don’t change a bit.

*smiles very big... thank you so much for that - made my morning...

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You always know how to put a smile on my face. I recently went to the Lane Car Museum in Nashville, TN with my family. I wonder how many drivers and mechanics were watching us from their hiding places.

*hugs*

*chuckles... and it's people like you who put a smile on my face too... trust me when I say they are there...

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I quite enjoyed this one, especially the ending.

well thank you so very much...

V.

Touching story, I enjoyed it.

made me smile... thank you...

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