This is a lovely, tragic story. I'm glad for the chance to read it!
I got a kick out of the ending. Well done.
I found the juxtaposition of the purposefully banal description of a person's life in retreat resting directly on top of a supernatural ending more than a bit jarring. I appreciate the creativity of the twist - such things are never easy to pull off - and the interesting style of expression. However, to convincingly take a character from socially adept to a unibomber level of disengagement would seem to require more than an increase in the price of gas and the advent of distant terrorism, even for a woman predisposed to anxiety.. The writing is quite interesting and detailed. The character upon whom the story rests, to me, lacks that same depth of exposition. Perhaps, my reaction is built on the difficulty I know I share in explaining feelings and reactions rather than showing them and letting the reader empathize the spaces in between. Michael Cain once said of his acting that some of his most memorable moments have come from allowing the audience to project their own feelings onto him as a merely a canvass: i.e., he walks in, sees his wife laying dead on the floor , and his reaction is stone blank. Of course, it is only possible once when you care for and have a visceral sense of the character. Then, it is simply human to seek to fill in the blanks. In all, I found it to be a well written story presenting interesting issues of character and plot.
I enjoyed this, especially the pacing of the writing. I enjoyed the mystery (where did she go?) and the ending. I thought it was solid, concise writing.
Brilliant! I raced through it, it was so compelling. And the ending was pure genius
This is a delightful little story. It reminds me of a family member, always worrying about things that don't even relate or affect her in any way. I loved how the manger and the brother both shuddered at what was in the kitchen. It made me very curious and when we found out, all I could do was smile.
Very nice. I agree that the pace is great. I particularly liked the imagery and depth of the fourth paragraph.
I'm a bit confused by the end but the pacing was great.
Interesting. I liked the pace, but will agree that the ending threw me off a bit.
The interplay between the title and the concluding line, that jelly is usually made with pectin, offered me a signpost for how to read the story in a really smart, interesting way. Unlike the above posters, I don't mind so much that the work isn't spelled out for me, allowing for multiple interpretations. My hunch is that the friction (aeh! get it?) from the narrator's anxiety created a type of jelly -- in fact, she might even have turned to that jelly. The world was ending for her after all. Kudos!
Though Joyce's anxiety is extreme, I really appreciate how relatable she is. I think most people have felt that their world is falling apart at one point or another, and have wanted to cut themselves off from others--Joyce's actions illustrate this feeling very well. I also really enjoy the ending. I think the image of quivering jelly is a great representation of how anxiety can make one feel.