Yes Rene. How are you. I don't like it when you ignore your guardian angel. I like you all over again. I do think you're being wasted in PDOIS. Or was it PDOIS that yielded Rene??? You know I love you don't you? No Mams, not unconditionally. Rene knows the conditions of my love. I'll wring his small neck if he bantanbils.
How have you been Rene?

[Your commentaries on this short story is very, very, interesting. For one thing it is a story; and as a story teller, there is a literary device used in story telling called the 'Omnipotent third person narrator', in which the storyteller tries to get into the heads of the characters portrayed and convey their inner thoughts, their feelings, their fears and their desires to the reader. Such inner thoughts, feelings, fears and desires, may not necessarily be true, or subscribe to any ideological dispositions whether right or wrong, but serve a much wider literary purpose of creating conflict which is central to stories of a fictitious genre.] Rene.

Rene, I have known you to be a budding writer, nuanced, but a writer nonetheless. I continue to encourage transient20climaxes in that pursuit. I hope you're in constant touch with Galleh. I know what I'm talking about. I have been in plays and have inspired many a playwright. Until the engineer's plumb bob attracted my fancy. It captures the entire scene and stage. All at once. I am familiar with styles and pannafore. I had an argument with my friend Szelekovsky from Angol Magyar about the earth-shattering consideration that is the result of many a conflict: "Are the spectacles for the eyes or the nose". Think Mams. It is not so easy. Verily all God's men (including animals) have purpose and desire. In all they do. The privilege of communication is what elevated the author and playright from the pile of clueless idiots. That is why all industry dabble in communication, some more successful than others. O'shaugnessy once alluded in the assembly hall at Saint Augustine's that "Nyankong kongo mang tehto bengonoh. Atell tawta A'alonna beh tamala nyameng. Prose or poetry, fact or fiction, nevermind the proliferate styles, are purposeful. The wretched will be carried away by mere mechanics, but I Haruna, follow ambiance and comprehensive jenjungbengo. My Bilal help translate for Rene please. Show me an untethered author or playwright and I'll show you a clueless Shakespeare wannabe. All stratfordshire demures. You did say "Such inner thoughts, feelings, fears and desires, may not necessarily be true, or subscribe to any ideological dispositions whether right or wrong, but serve a much wider literary purpose of cr eating conflict which is central to stories of a fictitious genre." You will readily concede then that there is purpose, creativity, standards and measures in the most trifle of human affairs and demarche. And the writer and playwright grow in an endroit. You did choose Gambia as setting and Gambian sounding names. Not Papua or Lyon. Hold on my bretelles are loose. I want to give you another advice: Put some meat around your fictions otherwise they will remain innocuous and uninteresting for the village idiot. The joy of Pamplemousse is in the revelation of its bounty. I recognize your value. I applaud your efforts and I am only giving you encouragement even forcing elusive excellence.

[Secondly, this short story is lifted from a much broader work] Rene.

I understand. Have understood. Much broader work of short stories.

[and has been summarize in its present form to fit the description that has been ascribed to it;] Rene.

Shorter version of a more comprehensive work nonetheless. You're beginning to see what I mean.

[and that is a short story.] Rene.

I hate these old CHinese keyboards. say that again Rene. Oh ok. You mean I can go to sleep now until it gets longer? Evian I don't wanna hear it.

[In a more serious literary setting, all the arguments you have raised about the story, would have been implicit rather than stated, and can only be discern from the actions and activities of the characters.] Rene.

I review and wring the implicit out Rene. Consider me your sidekick from now on. Like Chikata said to Rawlings.

[You have also discounted a very important literary device, dialogue, which has been used in this short story as irrelevant and unnecessary, just because it doesn't fit into all the complicated postulations and ideological leanings to which you are sympathetic.] Rene.

I help form literary standards and styles Rene. You prolly didn't know. Any subtraction or negligence adds yield to mechanics. That reminds me Rene. There is an area of life where reduction equals growth. Madoff's/Laye's ide. BTW, the short story fits perfectly into my postulations and ideological leanings which you undoubtedly recognized. How, I don't know, but recognized all the same. And I don't even put them in short stories. Long complicated ones. Rene, you don't suppose I'll engage in long complicated postulations and ideological contortions do you??? What with Evian and Mams in our midst??? I told those idiots I don't like to be called Haruiner. Whaddoyou know, they call me that every opportunity they get. Now they got Laye involved. I'm keeping my eyes on the Olfactor. He's not sure what side of the fence to be on. I'm on the other side kicking and nudging him. He can't fall on me when the other side pushes him.

[The Short Story could also have been written in another literary setting in which less prose and more dialogue is used. In that instant would you still discount the dialogues as unnecessary?] Rene.

Rene, are you ok? The discount you recognize is part of the calculus of Buba, Morro, and Alagie Demba. It has nothing to do with the bulk of where the short story came from and or the decorations around the story. You should view it as enhancement to THE extant SHORT STORY. WHat I did is immerse myself in the story as any author would hope their reader do. I became part of the story, invited or not. My kids came along with me after we finished the deck. You will not believe this but that deck-building effort is a short story in itself, very similar to yours. But for Evian's laziness, I would share it here with you and you would instantly recognize value from seemingly distant demarche. Go away Laye. Don't friggin try to stroke my comprehensive ego while you push Olfactor on me. Fictitious pushing my big beautiful bazula galagawangas.

[I will not hold you to it, but what you did with my Short Story is to infer motives into it.] Rene.

Wait a minute Rene. You shared your short story with me. I thanked you for sharing it. I reviewed it to yiel d value from it. I shall share that value in due course. Remember, once a short story leaves your beautifully manicured hands (Tautology), and is placed in my equally sumptuous laps, Mams don't get any funny ideas, It becomes fodder for me. How would that discern your intent or motivations. You should know me better than that by now my friend. I don't know what motivates folk. I just try to harness value from net labour. Laye, don't look at word chronology here to determine emphasis. What an idiot?

[It is just like picking a book the contents of which you are very familiar with, and because you disagree with some of the assertions in the book started highlighting the areas in which you disagree, and then challenge the author on those assumptions.]

Perfidy Rene. I think you're very sensitive to be a virulent author or playwright. It seems to me you are the one suggesting onerous INTENT on Haruna's part. If you go over my review, you will find that I did not challenge you on any postulation, or even disagree with you on form or fashion. Rene, stop please stop. I cherish drammatic short stories and the mind that conjures them up. Do you know that among the two of us, your very art is to discern intent and ideology??? You cannot possibly put together a cohesive set of characters for your play or story if you are not conversant with that investigative style. It will be highly unfortunate if you take the fun out of your works. I wanna see the rest of the short stories from which this one came. Yes I mean it. WHere are they and what're they doing there? Why lift this one to share with Ellen and not another. Say the first one in the collection? Are you the one who writes short stories for PDOIS and have us think it's the venerable Halifa??? What is wrong with you Rene???? I was amazed at the speed with which you shared PDOIS' mental gymnastics with Kukeh day before yesterday or other. You are so funny Rene, and you don't even know it.

[But the point is, as a literary artist you can cook anything in your head, whether it is true or not; you can raise any arguments in your narrative whether it is ideological or not; but the fact remains that you are doing all these things from the point of view of the characters who are portrayed in the narration.] Rene

As a LITERARY ARTIST, YOU can COOK anything IN YOUR HEAD.
And you need mata and Macho to cook.

Whether IT is TRUE or NOT.
That is determined by the palate of your guests.

YOU can RAISE any arguments in YOUR NARRATIVE, IDEOLOGICAL or NOT.
Cumen, Tumeric, Kaano, Laage, Pobarr, No Jimbo Jabou. Please. Only halal spices Suntou.

YOU DO ALL THESE things from the POINT OF VIEW of YOUR characters who YOU portray in your narration.
Remmember you are the cook. WHere is the recipe Rene? I need to take you in my acting school. You will make a great character. And no one ca n see you. You tell me, is that not the ultimate blissful play????

[You cannot be held captives to any of the things they say or argued.] Rene.

That's easy for YOU to tell us. I don't wanna hear it. I thought you wanted to captivate your reader??? I didn't know you had so much free time on your hands. You could have been helping me BUILD my deck instead of engage in this muppet show. What tha khell???? My friend from Algeria used to say that. Boudain.

[I guess that is why it is fictitious.] Rene.

You succeeded in coming full circle didn't you?? I'm telling you Rene, you're good. I love you men. You're like Yeltsin to Gorbachev when he encouraged the latter to leave evrynitz in eez khans. You people are so funny.

[Anyway, it was nice to read you commentaries, and as always I enjoy reading you. You would not believe it, but sometimes you make my day when I read some of your postings and my children would hear me laughing aloud and wonders what has gone over my head.] Rene.

Thank you Rene for the compliment. You prolly would not believe this either; I suffered the same fate at the hands of my children when I would read you. After one of those occasions, I tried to send you a quick text to share that with you but I don't think you received it. Anyway, the pleasure has been mine when I read you for quite some time and I continue to want you to speak. Besides our fundamental disagreements, I'd rather have lunch with=2 0you than Jabou. Any day. In Gunjur or Makumbaya. And I don't need Mams or Bilal as escort to such occasioned endroit. If anyone can elevate the PDOIS conversation, it will were to be Rene. Fehr Dinkum. I hope you will consider such. And I want them to give you a friggin title with authority to boot. I don't know why these Tuaregs are so miserly with authority???? Yeah yeah yeah yeah I know. BECAUSE THEY ARE HUMBLE. You're killing me. Who are they???? Titles only serve to identify and make accountable. Is PDOIS averse to efficiency and accountability. Laye, I don't wanna hear it. Just wait for the moral of Rene's short story. I will share it momentarily. I gotta go unload my dog-ear pickets for the kids' playground we're building. ANyone have an unruly kid, send them to me. I have boot camp where they will build something instead of tear stuff apart. The trick is to have them do something they might enjoy. Kaybetoh I want your youngon before summer vacation is over. OK? OK. Haruna. Thanx Rene for you. Your kids must be proud of you for yielding other value. Just don't be so friggin jittery like Joe Sambou. He's waiting at Loch Dinko. He says for me. Haruna.

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