RIGHT. since i just rec'd this on tumblr i figure i'd better actually physically comment on it, since, y'know. well.
i read this fic a long time ago, actually - the day it was posted, actually. i read the whole thing at midnight in one go on my blackberry, because i quite literally couldn't stop. and oh, it was painful, and i cried quite a bit, but it was so worth it.
what i always love about your writing is it feels very visceral. i'd watched the dreamers a few weeks earlier (because i saw gifs of it on your tumblr, i think), and reading the fic, the mood felt very similar. you know when you read some fics, and the sex feels like... laminated? i don't know if that makes any sense, but sometimes when i read fic it feels all squared off and clean -- what i'm trying to say is your writing isn't like that. when i read your writing, it feels more like i'm there, like the sweat on them is on my skin too. i've always been amazed by your power to do that.
anyway, on to the actual comment. this story destroyed me for a couple of days. it felt so true to skandar and georgie and will that i was actually angry with them. and i could so easily picture this whole thing happening. and ben, ugh, ben ♥. you stayed just true enough to the film without making it too same-ish, and original enough that i was scared of the ending, even though i knew the film's ending. the ending, by the way, was perfect. absolutely perfect for the story.
so basically what i'm trying to say is - i really, really admire your writing. and what i'm also trying to say is i admire you from a distance as well. but i could actually go on for quite a while about that, which would probably both amuse you and creep you out, so suffice to say, after such a long and rambling comment, that is this one of my all-time favourite pieces of fiction i've ever read. thank you so much for it. i know i'll come back to it time and time again in years to come. ♥
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Date: 2011-07-18 04:37 pm (UTC)i read this fic a long time ago, actually - the day it was posted, actually. i read the whole thing at midnight in one go on my blackberry, because i quite literally couldn't stop. and oh, it was painful, and i cried quite a bit, but it was so worth it.
what i always love about your writing is it feels very visceral. i'd watched the dreamers a few weeks earlier (because i saw gifs of it on your tumblr, i think), and reading the fic, the mood felt very similar. you know when you read some fics, and the sex feels like... laminated? i don't know if that makes any sense, but sometimes when i read fic it feels all squared off and clean -- what i'm trying to say is your writing isn't like that. when i read your writing, it feels more like i'm there, like the sweat on them is on my skin too. i've always been amazed by your power to do that.
anyway, on to the actual comment. this story destroyed me for a couple of days. it felt so true to skandar and georgie and will that i was actually angry with them. and i could so easily picture this whole thing happening. and ben, ugh, ben ♥. you stayed just true enough to the film without making it too same-ish, and original enough that i was scared of the ending, even though i knew the film's ending. the ending, by the way, was perfect. absolutely perfect for the story.
so basically what i'm trying to say is - i really, really admire your writing. and what i'm also trying to say is i admire you from a distance as well. but i could actually go on for quite a while about that, which would probably both amuse you and creep you out, so suffice to say, after such a long and rambling comment, that is this one of my all-time favourite pieces of fiction i've ever read. thank you so much for it. i know i'll come back to it time and time again in years to come. ♥