Alter Reiss Goes for the Trifecta

ok mister,

you're in again. great. i'd continue but the dust off the race track is totally fucking with my nasil passages and i've got GOT to find cover.

listen to more Bad Brains,

Boligard fucking Doomey / the Floor / www.tqrstories.com

THE LITERACY OF GHOSTS ... almosts

Bonjour, Monsieur Obermeyer:

Many thanks for your recent submission, The Literacy of Ghosts, for consideration by our nearly literate e-zine, TQR.

Definitely an intriguing concept you present. I like ghosts, especially interesting and useful ones. The world you've presented-----one in which ghosts and the living co-mingle for mutual benefit-----this is alluring. Spirit as literacy tutor? Oh yes.

Some things:

What factors earn a clear ride to "heaven", if any?

What motivates ghosts to return to the relative misery of living rather than move onward to the presumed glory of heaven?

What transgression anchors Natalie to doomsville after Rodney's evil possession led her to death?

Is this a soft horror exploring existential themes or a melodrama where all works out tidy in the end?

The Monkey clucked his tongue over your work more than once during my read, a sign that ought to be taken as encouraging, to be sure.

The Literacy of Ghosts (good title!) is not yet ready for recommendation to The Terminal, but there is worth here. I hope you can draw out the silver.

May your writing always consume you,

G. DePlancher *** Sent from my own Bright Cloud.

Plain Girl tickles Dumbey's fancy ... Terminalward

Yellow Adam,

How you doing? I hope ur good. I hope your family, your clan is good. So what are you watching on the teli? I've really found Newsroom to sate. Seriously. Good show. So...anyway. I'm going to throw you and your cap up to the Terminal, bro. Yeah. Check us out late, monthwise. Thanks for crafting a coolish cap, bro. Flappy fingers. Jazz hands and shit.

Keep the shit unreal,

Boligard Doomey the Floor www.tqrstories.com

A TRANSITION turns left ... Adios!

Bonjour, Monsieur Chambers:

Merci for your recent submission, A Transition, for consideration by this rumble wagon of an e-zine, our beloved TQR.

It is a brave thing, to explore the psyche of a lost and found human being as it appears you have done in this length of Venture Capital. There are places you have explored with Sam that evoke images simultaneously beautiful, exquisitely mundane, and frightening.

My favourite is your image of the "green field", which I suggest you seek to amplify when and if you decide to work this piece further.

You might consider also reviewing the piece for consistency in tense, for the variation from past to present can be jolting to a reader's concentration.

Sam and his quest to "lose his Charleton Heston" intrigues, at moments even almost invites pale twitches...but it does not touch the tail of Monkey in these dank halls.

We appreciate your interest in the green moss that grows between the walls here at TQR, and wish you well in placing A Transition in another publication.

Sincerely,

G. DePlancher

Sent from my own Bright Cloud.

"FROM ANOTHER PLACE" TO THE TERMINAL

FROM THE DESK OF boligard doomey

Hello Irving,

I examined the capital you sent us. Fucking brilliant, mister. Reminds me of William Kennedy. And I love the dialogue. Sending you upward to the Terminal. God pad your travels with rotting leaves, bro'.

Keep it unreal,

Boligard Doomey / the Floor / www.tqrstories.com