Really nice piece of optimism and compassion. Deceptively light in an old-fashioned SF short kind of way. I wish there’d been more about Jimmy, taking him through a kind of change, maybe not bouncing back quite so easy (or struggling to bounce back) from the attack by Patrick, but the reader always wants more. It really doesn’t need more.
Cool. Thanks Kurt!
Glad to see this getting published, and at a nice place too. Congrats!
YAAYYYYYY!!
I am so thrilled!
Congrats!
:) Thanks guys.
Great story, I really enjoyed it. Pacing and tone were perfect – nice job.
This story brought a tear to my eye. Maybe 1 in 500 SF stories do that. Great work.
Even though it is a post-apocalyptic story and there is much to be disturbed about, I thought the sense of humor and inspiration provided by Jimmy was the best part!
Well done, and congratulations.
I have written a small review of it on my own blog – feel free to check it out. Either way, thanks for providing us with a great story to read!
Congratulations Ramsey! What an awesome story. So happy it found such a good home.
Major kudos sir. It was a wonderful story filled with unexpected hope arising from tragedy. A true joy to read. Thank you.
Congratulations on the sale. Great story. Now go and write some more!!!!
This is a fantastic story, and you should be very proud of your work. This is the best post-apocalyptic piece I’ve read in quite some time, and I live and breathe this stuff. Please do more.
I really enjoyed this story. This is what spectulative fiction should be.
At the end I half expected to hear a Rod Serling voice over saying, “Jimmy’s Roadside Cafe is always open… In The Twilight Zone.”
Most of the time I can read a story on-line and then forget the author, the story, and that I ever read it. Good stories, great time killers, but nothing orgasmic about them.
Then, very rarely, I get a hold of a piece like Jimmy’s Roadside Cafe. I can’t forget about it, and I just have to hunt down the author to let him know how much I enjoyed the story. To be honest, I don’t even think my appreciation was for the plot or the setting (though quite unique in their own right).
It was the writing.
Reading each sentence was like gulping down a frosty glass of lemonade in a hundred degree weather. Smooth and easy.
The characters came to life without a sliver of vagueness. After having read the story two days ago I can still see the scene, as though I’d actually been there before, and it’s now a memory.
I have to go, but I just wanted to let you know I’ll be reading a lot more of your stuff. Please, don’t EVER stop writing!
Jigger
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