All Comments on 'Patagonia'

Amazing. You are a fucking amazing writer. You make the world resettle into something else, more beautiful and mysterious and grappling and disclosing, when I read your stories. Thank you.

You have absolutely floored me with this amazing piece. I can't even begin to explain how utterly unreal that was. Now I read ALOT and I can safely say that was one of the best stories I have read so far!! You have put even professionals to shame. I am really hoping and praying that this is not the end of Patagonia. I would be absolutely honoured to read some more!!!

This is as good as Allende,the south American fantastical spirit. 5* turn int a novel

So evocative...so transportive...so transcendental. The Allende comparison was not far off the mark. The author evoked that ineffable sense of "beyondness" that I treasure, that is accomplished only by the most talented writers, Whether here on Literotica or published elsewhere, I will hunt down anything else by the author. Thank you so much for this story; I will remember and ponder it for a long time.

You're just super. Easily far and away my favorite author on this website.

Far and away one of the best short stories that I have read on this site. I am not going to try and analyze it, but will just say that it was like an ordinary looking rock that you crack open and fine beautiful crystals inside.

Too "inspired" by "The Wind spoke at Madaket" by Lucius Shepard (1988)...

Probably would have agreed with the above comments If I hadn't read the above first.

Absolutely loved this story....can't thank you enough

I generally like your stories, not this one.

It started out really good, lovely story, OK a little odd, but very well done. In Jazz it was the lovely melody, but then the free form riffs began, each one moving further than the last from the melody.

The jarring certainty that husband is cheating, despite the lack of evidence was nutty, but then the wind in the sheets, and all reality was lost when you shifted into the supernatural fantasy wind. The story became total fantasy, the original melody was lost, just noise remained. In the is a next chapter, i suppose we'll have the Peruvian author Carlos Castaneda's Don Juan giving her mushrooms to replace the coke.

Didn't vote as I'm not the market for this sort of thing.

Chilley.

This is a nice saga. My only picayune comment is that

if a woman or man is called Doña or Don, it's followed

by their first name, not their last name. Sort of like

Sir in the UK,

Thanks.

Seems more like a crack-induced horror movie than erotic coupling, where evil rapist winds track down and impregnate women with demonic wind babies or some equally weird shit. Don't get me wrong; you've done an amazing job... except that what you did was create an utterly bleak and barren wasteland, a women who is the next best thing to a coke-whore cheating on her boyfriend and being cheated on in return, and a basically empty vessel of a person who isn't any more full when being raped by demonic wind creatures. The sex scenes had elements of eroticism in them, but they're completely overshadowed by bleakness.

If this were in Erotic Horror, I'd call it five stars, but it looks like you were going for and intended something completely different here and didn't achieve it. Bleak enough to be something darker, but too bleak to be likeable.

Actually I loved it. I thought it was perfect.

like seriously, the erotic part and the non erotic part are written equally as well and compelling. love it. this story is amazing, the whole backstory and research you must have done (yes?) and the imagery of this desolate place set to become the next "big thing" in tourism and how western culture just will never get it. I only gave it 4stars tho coz i got to page 6 and i was thats it!? lol but that was it, sadly. :) Otherwise couldnt have enjoyed it more

and tightly drawn--like a noose!

I love your way with words. They slide over me, as the wind did to Caroline, touching, seducing, demanding my pleasure. And they always hit their mark. Even stories that are not normally my "cup of tea", as this one, draw me in and hold me captive in the hands of the Master. As always, Doctor, you do not disappoint.