Again, I can't thank you enough for your detailed critique. I LIVE for this stuff.
All these press-oriented commitments don't really help, poking and prodding and yet being so inanely oblivious.
Everytime I see him on Leno or Letterman, I just squirm for the poor guy.
"Rhythm. Groaning. Heat. Lavender. Love. He loved Bobby. He loved fucking him."
Gaaah. You remind me why I love this pairing.
Considering how much crap I put the guys through, I owed them one good smut scene.
Little harsher details about HL and RSL that I really, really liked you including:
RSL sounding stressed and "disingenuous". HL: "It struck her as something House might say, but sounded strange and almost vicious in Hugh’s British accent."
I'm glad you liked that. There's no point for me in doing it if I'm just going to white-wash and make people bland. These are supposed to be real people doing ocassionally bad things.
*head desk* I am so disproportionately angry now at SF (it's just a fic it's just a fic). For you to be able to do that is pretty darn amazing; b/c I love him in RL. But this fic is so engrossing. And so infuriating at the same time!
Calm down. Deep breaths. I'm happy that you had a such a visceral reaction.
But you resolved it so well, and this killed me:
"He felt Hugh’s fingers finally relax their grip, but it was Robert mouthing “thank you” that got the actual tears into his eyes, which was how he knew he’d finally done the right thing."
It took me a long time and lot of prodding by Carol to get to that point. I usually don't like my characters to cry, but I felt like someone was going to break there and it was really Stephen who'd been riding the emotional roller coaster.
Another line to like: "The silence between them felt brittle. It was like being in an O’Neill play without the brilliant dialogue."
Had to get in an O'Neill reference somewhere.
I think I've rambled enough. But this was so, so good. My fav that you've written in the entire series. Thank you for this!
No really, honey. Thank you. It means so so so much.
All these press-oriented commitments don't really help, poking and prodding and yet being so inanely oblivious.
Everytime I see him on Leno or Letterman, I just squirm for the poor guy.
"Rhythm. Groaning. Heat. Lavender. Love. He loved Bobby. He loved fucking him."
Gaaah. You remind me why I love this pairing.
Considering how much crap I put the guys through, I owed them one good smut scene.
Little harsher details about HL and RSL that I really, really liked you including:
RSL sounding stressed and "disingenuous".
HL: "It struck her as something House might say, but sounded strange and almost vicious in Hugh’s British accent."
I'm glad you liked that. There's no point for me in doing it if I'm just going to white-wash and make people bland. These are supposed to be real people doing ocassionally bad things.
*head desk* I am so disproportionately angry now at SF (it's just a fic it's just a fic). For you to be able to do that is pretty darn amazing; b/c I love him in RL. But this fic is so engrossing. And so infuriating at the same time!
Calm down. Deep breaths. I'm happy that you had a such a visceral reaction.
But you resolved it so well, and this killed me:
"He felt Hugh’s fingers finally relax their grip, but it was Robert mouthing “thank you” that got the actual tears into his eyes, which was how he knew he’d finally done the right thing."
It took me a long time and lot of prodding by Carol to get to that point. I usually don't like my characters to cry, but I felt like someone was going to break there and it was really Stephen who'd been riding the emotional roller coaster.
Another line to like: "The silence between them felt brittle. It was like being in an O’Neill play without the brilliant dialogue."
Had to get in an O'Neill reference somewhere.
I think I've rambled enough. But this was so, so good. My fav that you've written in the entire series. Thank you for this!
No really, honey. Thank you. It means so so so much.
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