You can check my userinfo, but I'm pretty sure I can claim I wasn't around when you published this originally. :) I'm sorta glad, because I get to enjoy it now like it's shiny and new.
Dear, this is gorgeously written. Really. It feels less like fanfic and more like just plain ol' fic to me (if you know what I mean, and if that doesn't sound awful to say). I'm just always astounded by some of your phrasing and word choice, so much so in this story that I hesitate to start cutting and pasting phrases. But this one's a good example:
The moon was so high that it almost looked like daytime, except that the water of the Little Pigeon River was blacker than the sky as it slid and gleamed over massive dark rocks.
Anyway, this piece sets a nice tone. (I appreciate your southernisms, too, BTW.) I'll be happy to see where you take our boys. :)
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Date: 2006-11-27 05:31 am (UTC)Dear, this is gorgeously written. Really. It feels less like fanfic and more like just plain ol' fic to me (if you know what I mean, and if that doesn't sound awful to say). I'm just always astounded by some of your phrasing and word choice, so much so in this story that I hesitate to start cutting and pasting phrases. But this one's a good example:
The moon was so high that it almost looked like daytime, except that the water of the Little Pigeon River was blacker than the sky as it slid and gleamed over massive dark rocks.
Anyway, this piece sets a nice tone. (I appreciate your southernisms, too, BTW.) I'll be happy to see where you take our boys. :)