coz1 you continue to inspire. I must confess that I don’t often get into horror but you’re doing an excellent job of it.
I am so glad that line worked. I was alittle worried it was too cliched. But it seemed perfect. Pleased to see Hans Muller has already attracted a cheering section.
And with that, a favorite character is etched in my brain. I could even see the smile, hear the tone...'twas perfect.
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Thank you, sir. I hope to keep it up.A truly chilling and remarkable update! But nothing short of what we can expect from you coz1!
Keep up the amazing work!
Hello Suyvesant! Long time, no see, sir. I cannot tell you how pleased I am to see you stop by my AAR. You know how much I value your astute comments! I am trying not to get too far ahead but not knowing how often you stop by, I cannot promise you won't have massive updates when you get to it. I hope you keep reading, though, as I'd love to see what you think the rest of the way. As for the 1792 scenes, more follow in just a bit. Both are fun to write, though a different feel to some of them. But I've been itching to work in noir feel for a while, so this seemed a perfect fit.Okay, I'll be ambitious and add another AAR to my to-read list. That makes two. Whew! Better sit down now and catch my breath!
Anyway, I've read the first couple of updates (three, to be exact). I'm liking the noir scenes. I haven't made my mind up yet about the 1792 scenes, but since I've only read the very first post set in that era, that is perhaps to be expected.
I hope my reading will outpace your writing, so that I'll be able to shortly catch up to the current point in the story.
I've always been a fan of horror, though more in films than in literature. Hopefully some of that rubs off in the work. Thanks.coz1 you continue to inspire. I must confess that I don’t often get into horror but you’re doing an excellent job of it.
:rofl: Very good, phargle. I'll have to keep that in mind for a later scene. Told you it would make a little more sense. Plus, they just like kicking a little butt every now and then.Those Germans are persistent. I half-expected them to interrupt that vampire with a jolly good ass-kicking.
"I vant to suck your . . ."
"Guten tag. Where is the book?"
"Vat?"
*bam* *pow* *stomp* *wink*
At least we have a name for our villain, this Hans Mueller, who I will insist on calling Hans Grubber for the remainder of this AAR. And poor Sam, getting owned over and over. I suppose that's noir style. He can't be down and out unless he's down and out.
I hope this ends with him totally beating on that idiot journalist.
Damn and blast. Indeed, I'll have to fix that, Director. Thanks for the quibble. You know I need an editor in the worst way. Which is why, you are it.You're moving right along, I see. An impressive series of updates.
I do have one little quibble: the description of the Germans as being of German extract. Perhaps you meant extraction? Told you it was minor.
Finch made a better play of it this time; he had his gun and no-one was beaten up. But he really has to tighten up if he wants to get back into the race.
Now let's see what lies at that old address... with any luck it won't be a wide-awake Muller.
andShe bent down and offered a cup of warm liquid, tasting of iron on his tongue, but he accepted it freely and drank as if quenching a thirst.
The first is a pretty clear hint that, having been drained by a vampire, Abraham is now one himself. If he's not drinking blood, I'm not an absent-for-far-too-long poster.His neck began to throb and an aching feeling seemed to take over his body. The man looked up to her and asked with questioning eyes, “Am I dead?”
“You will be,” she replied and added an extra smile.
That little tidbit makes me think that the events in New York in the first two posts have already occured. It suggests that Abraham can't be out in the daylight too much...They had made the trip across the Atlantic in two and a half months, but there had not been much conversation as Abraham hardly left his room.
That is great news, Stuyvesant. I am jumping around a bit and I'll explain that a little better below.So far, I'm managing to outpace your production. Of course, reading is always easier than writing, so I have an advantage there.
Now, it seems that you're jumping around a bit in time, not just between the 1792 and 1938 timelines, but also within those eras. Am I correct in reading it that Abraham Huart's unfortunate encounter with the nameless evil in the very first post occurs before the meeting in London with Franklin's grandson? And the vampire/zombie creature (zampier? Vombire?) rising from the grave, is that a flashback? I'm trying to piece some things together, but I'll refrain from playing my hand until I read the remaining updates (I was just introduced to Hans Gruber - I mean Herr Muller - I happened to read Phargle's comments about the asskicking Germans, which makes it hard to keep an appropriately straight face when reading about the vile Nazis ).
With a few posts under my belt, both timelines feel more fleshed out. Both are nice places to dwell in, I'm enjoying the ride.
Indeed, you may very well be correct. Won't tip my hand just yet on that. But Knox is very much a good ally and if nothing else, allows me to write for him having wanted to for some time. he'll have a limited role but I enjoy his scenes.Excellent as always coz. With an ally like Knox, who believes what Huard is saying, I think Abraham has a much better chance of finding out what is happening now he has the contacts that Henry Knox will no doubt know. Better get to this Scott bloke soon though, and find out just to what extent Franklin knew what was going on. Though I'd be interested to see just who Miss Sullivan is working for, as I feel that information would be key to finding out the fate of the Eye...
He really is an impressive man. Very much self made and I'd think indispensable to Washington during the war. I'm a big fan of his and always key on his moments whenever I read revolutionary war history.Knox is one of the more forgotten fathers, unfortunately, as far as I can tell, for all that he has a big box of gold named after him. But it is good to have friends in high places.
It is certainly intentional to jump around in time. Check below for more on that.Stuyvesant mentioned an interesting point there. Hadn't really noticed or remembered but rereading the first post I do wonder. Is this intentional?
I do like Temple as well. I admit, I am learning more about him now than I knew before, but he was an interesting sort - a bastard to his grandfather's bastard son. And Knox...and every one else...would have to find the Eye first before they can store it.Knox. . . Grubber. . . hmmm, hmmmm.
I . . no, it need not be said.
Perhaps Henry Knox will find an appropriately safe place to store the eye. And I dig the character of Temple Franklin, if only for the entirety of his name.
Thank you, demokratickid. I appreciate that.Oooh! Another excellent chapter, I'm just as intrigued as always!
That would be interesting. However, no. He's not an Indian. But Knox did have some oversee of them during his tenure as Sec. of war.Oh, it seems that Knox is on to something. Though I am interested in the tribes. I wonder if it is an indian vampire
You definitely have it on the blood angle. I am slowly revealing the "transformation" process for lack of a better word. I promise to make it more clear as we move ahead. I wanted to look at the actual process itself a little and focus on what it really meant to Huard the man.Huard is off to a good start, and it's lucky for him that Knox is a fellow believer. Up in that corner of the States the locals aren't always too keen on people rambling on about the supernatural - but then, I guess Salem was a hundred years earlier - a far less enlightened time...
I've revisited one of the earlier posts, the one describing the aftermath of Abraham Huard's encounter with the vampire. Two things stand out to me:
andShe bent down and offered a cup of warm liquid, tasting of iron on his tongue, but he accepted it freely and drank as if quenching a thirst.
The first is a pretty clear hint that, having been drained by a vampire, Abraham is now one himself. If he's not drinking blood, I'm not an absent-for-far-too-long poster.His neck began to throb and an aching feeling seemed to take over his body. The man looked up to her and asked with questioning eyes, “Am I dead?”
“You will be,” she replied and added an extra smile.
From the second quote, I assume that the lady's promise (with a smile) of Abraham's future death is a positive thing. That is to say, he either still is human enough, or will have a chance to redeem his humanity, to die, to not be condemned to an eternity of undeath.
Now, for me, the question remains how I should place the various 1792 updates chronologically. Are we progressing chronologically, or are the first couple of '92 updates a flash-forward, to occur when Abraham Huard and Temple Franklin journey to New York to meet Ebenezer?
That little tidbit makes me think that the events in New York in the first two posts have already occured. It suggests that Abraham can't be out in the daylight too much...They had made the trip across the Atlantic in two and a half months, but there had not been much conversation as Abraham hardly left his room.
Methinks Abraham is headed for New York, hoping for a rematch with his nemesis. His quest for the Eye could serve two purposes. Clearly, he wants to keep it out of the vampire's hands for the good of the world, but I wonder if the quest has a more personal urgency, if Abraham needs the Eye to save his humanity.
Of course, all my speculation could be miles off the mark, but it's fun nonetheless to theorize.
I could not agree with stnylan more here! The above is precisely why I love Stuyvesant as a reader. I can only hope I can keep him as one.And that, ladies and gentleman, is what we like to call an A+ comment, vintage Stuyvesant, and an example to us all.
The update is chilling. Your choice of a picture is particularly apt, as it captures the coldness and crispness conveyed by the text.
The update is chilling. Your choice of a picture is particularly apt, as it captures the coldness and crispness conveyed by the text.