Re: FILLED, (3/3) leandralockeJune 26 2011, 05:05:27 UTC
Oh my god! This was really beautiful. Reading this hurt so wonderfully, so bittersweetly. Especially this bit:
So Zach wanted to pound on a door. Maybe yell a bit, too. Maybe yell about why the other day had been so different, with Chris buying a paper and listening to him ramble, their steps falling in sync. How Zach had remembered off the tip of his tongue Chris’ coffee order, and how Chris hadn’t been annoyed that Zach had ordered for him. How they had walked through Central Park, enjoying the sunshine and silence, and later enjoying the sounds of the rain as they had huddled together in a used bookstore, opening dusty texts of sonnets and spells.
and this:
Who wanted to run out into the streets and swing Chris around - be happy and ecstatic and hopeful with Chris. With this man in his immediate space, overwhelming him, overwhelming everything.
And this is how I felt throughout the whole story: Sweeter than it ought to be, more painful with drowning want and desire and need.
And the 'yes, you're an idiot' bit :D
I'm always a bit surprised (for the lack of a better word) when authors manage to get so much emotional depth and such a three-dimensional atmosphere in such a short ficlet; you did exactly that! Loved it, loved it, LOVED it!!
So Zach wanted to pound on a door. Maybe yell a bit, too. Maybe yell about why the other day had been so different, with Chris buying a paper and listening to him ramble, their steps falling in sync. How Zach had remembered off the tip of his tongue Chris’ coffee order, and how Chris hadn’t been annoyed that Zach had ordered for him. How they had walked through Central Park, enjoying the sunshine and silence, and later enjoying the sounds of the rain as they had huddled together in a used bookstore, opening dusty texts of sonnets and spells.
and this:
Who wanted to run out into the streets and swing Chris around - be happy and ecstatic and hopeful with Chris. With this man in his immediate space, overwhelming him, overwhelming everything.
And this is how I felt throughout the whole story:
Sweeter than it ought to be, more painful with drowning want and desire and need.
And the 'yes, you're an idiot' bit :D
I'm always a bit surprised (for the lack of a better word) when authors manage to get so much emotional depth and such a three-dimensional atmosphere in such a short ficlet; you did exactly that! Loved it, loved it, LOVED it!!
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