That last line—“Only twisted metal and ashes remain”—hits like a punch to the chest. You keep the humor dry, the tension grounded, and the consequences real without overplaying any of it.
Feels like a lost chapter from a millennial Goodfellas—except everyone’s broke, high, and stupid. 😂
So intense. I’m glad you got passed that stage and into this one. Plus I loved the part where you noticed “the streaks of sunlight slipping through the trees”. Doesn’t quite sound like your average criminal mind. Keep it up!
That’s intense. Writing our stories into a compelling narrative is the best way to make sense of our experiences. Noticeable contrasts between the peaceful nature - beautiful day/birdsong- is a sharp contrast to the chaos of that mission. Gripping.
My pleasure- I’m a frustrated English teacher working for free on Substack… with all the training over the years I’m excited to offer feedback to bold writers. I’ve always viewed the languages arts as accessible therapy. You’ve clearly had some intense drama and learned from it. Your exercises in here are brave and I hope they will feel rewarding and transformative. Life is a dramatic process and navigation is not always straightforward. It’s really how you reflect and process that heals the hard shit. We write the pain out of our systems. Make it stunning and you can have a powerful impact on another life that reads your story.
No problem. Keep writing. Nothing grows the mind stronger than working with words. My old school teachers always said: write what you know. To do this well, you also gotta read what you don’t— I think Malcolm Goldstein pitched the practice of reading 45 minutes a day to actually self improve. Everybody’s got a story. The task is to tell it well.
Loved the series! Will eagerly await the next one!
Thank you.
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That last line—“Only twisted metal and ashes remain”—hits like a punch to the chest. You keep the humor dry, the tension grounded, and the consequences real without overplaying any of it.
Feels like a lost chapter from a millennial Goodfellas—except everyone’s broke, high, and stupid. 😂
Love it. Thank you for sharing!
😂 For the next one!
Thank you sir. I appreciate it.
Broke, high, and stupid might have been the perfect title. 😂
We all made grave mistakes in life. This is compelling and honest.
Loved this series can’t wait for the next
Thank you sir
So intense. I’m glad you got passed that stage and into this one. Plus I loved the part where you noticed “the streaks of sunlight slipping through the trees”. Doesn’t quite sound like your average criminal mind. Keep it up!
Thank you LaLa!
That’s intense. Writing our stories into a compelling narrative is the best way to make sense of our experiences. Noticeable contrasts between the peaceful nature - beautiful day/birdsong- is a sharp contrast to the chaos of that mission. Gripping.
I never thought of it that way until after doing it, but you’re right - it’s a great way to make sense of experiences.
Thank you so much for this thoughtful/kind comment.
My pleasure- I’m a frustrated English teacher working for free on Substack… with all the training over the years I’m excited to offer feedback to bold writers. I’ve always viewed the languages arts as accessible therapy. You’ve clearly had some intense drama and learned from it. Your exercises in here are brave and I hope they will feel rewarding and transformative. Life is a dramatic process and navigation is not always straightforward. It’s really how you reflect and process that heals the hard shit. We write the pain out of our systems. Make it stunning and you can have a powerful impact on another life that reads your story.
That’s important work you’re doing, I’m sure it’s difficult.
Thank you again. This is helpful stuff you’re saying. I really appreciate it.
No problem. Keep writing. Nothing grows the mind stronger than working with words. My old school teachers always said: write what you know. To do this well, you also gotta read what you don’t— I think Malcolm Goldstein pitched the practice of reading 45 minutes a day to actually self improve. Everybody’s got a story. The task is to tell it well.