It's not just that last sex scene, frankly, although what you've said seems very true. It's the whole reconciliation that does me in. The last sex scene often isn't even present, but I somehow feel terribly let down by the reconciliation. I feel, I think, that it should be proportionate to what came before, and it so rarely is. “Oh, you don't hate me! Okay then!”
I'm not sure why I am so difficult to satisfy on this point.
You know, I think this is the biggest reason *why* the genre tends to lose me more often than not. Because, yeah. Almost no one makes the reconciliation count as much as the angst, so the story winds up feeling like it's "really" just angst and I am sekritly not so much with the angst-love.
Hm… Yes. And it's not often angst with, shall we say, depth? So it's more like weak sustained angst with a splodge of schmarm at the end. Not too rewarding if you're not in it for the angst.
One of my abilities that I am very thankful for is the ability to bail out of fic at almost any point. Unless it's really terrible, in which case a sort of seven-car-pile-up attractive force is exerted which is nearly inescapable.
This makes me want to write a big epic pr0n that ends up with the characters eating a grilled cheese sandwich together. In character, of course. And I'd describe teh different tyeps of cheese and everything.
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I'm not sure why I am so difficult to satisfy on this point.
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You know, I think this is the biggest reason *why* the genre tends to lose me more often than not. Because, yeah. Almost no one makes the reconciliation count as much as the angst, so the story winds up feeling like it's "really" just angst and I am sekritly not so much with the angst-love.
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Also, I do often read the end (at least, if the fic draws me that far in to start with), but I'm a sucker, what can I say.
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