Midnight Hour (third in the HOUR series)

[kidsnurse]

Title:  Midnight Hour
Characters:  House, Wilson
Rating: G
Genre:  Angst
Word Count:  575
Summary:  Night looms for House and Wilson, separated by miles and bars.  Both must find a way to cope.  This is the third in the Hour series, begun yesterday morning with Visiting Hour, and continued yesterday evening with Happy Hour.

Comments

[nightdog_barks]

Oh, excellent work, kidsnurse. Very nice, the counterbalances of beginning and end. This ficverse is so real -- very well done.

Is this the last piece in a triptych, or is there more?

I'm hoping there's more!

[kidsnurse]

I'm hoping there's more!

and i was hoping there's not. house and wilson, however, are both standing here saying... otherwise. so yeah--bottom line? there'll be more.....

[nightdog_barks]

Thank you, I also think that this is something that needs more.

[kidsnurse]

I also think.....

as long as house and wilson think the same thing (sigh....), i shall [reluctantly] follow where they lead..

[perspi]

Oh, yes, these three are all wonderful. Wilson doing what he does, House punishing himself for not recognizing the depth of Wilson's friendship earlier, everything.

I love, too, that you're doing these in such small spaces. These little glimpses pack so much punch, because of that.

[kidsnurse]

you're doing these in such small spaces

something interesting about that (at least to me)--i awaken between 5 and 5:20 each morn, and the two pieces posted in the a.m. (visiting and midnight) were both written--in their entirety--between then and waking koda at 7:00am. i go back, do minor revisions/additions prior to posting, but not much changes from what they originally "tell" me to write. i'm guessing that (in this grim place they find themselves) they're best able to convey these feelings starkly, quickly. weird, huh?

[peg22]

great glimpses, these are! I love wallowing with them. I don't want it to end, though. I think you should write one every morning . . .

really nice tone and I love this:

"At first, it simply swirls around him, a hot, amorphic mist.

But eventually it takes shape, and form--becomes strong metal bars surrounding him, preventing him from moving at all, the bars growing thicker, stronger, feeding off of each pain-hitched breath."

just so vivid! thanks for sharing!

[kidsnurse]

I think you should write one every morning . . .

i'd say you have few worries there, as house and wilson appear to think so as well...

[axistentialism]

It takes a LOT of talent to get soooooo much in to such short pieces. You certainly have my respect and my admiration. I never knew how much of a masochist I am. I keep reading these and getting voluntarily kicked in the gut. Dare I hope for more? And dare I even hope that eventually there will be some sort of at least semi-happy closure for them?

[kidsnurse]

And dare I even hope that eventually there will be some sort of at least semi-happy closure for them?

i honestly swear to you, and everyone else, that i will endeavor to craft a satisfying resolution to this dark and unexpected trip; you've got my word on that.

[kidsnurse]

need another macro

how 'bout "None of this is my idea; blame House and Wilson!" works fer me! :)

hmmm

[csense_ilinmn]

If anything could be described as "subtly gut-wrenching," this would be it. Just lovely.

Re: hmmm

[kidsnurse]

"subtly gut-wrenching,"

and they're wrenching my gut not so subtly. :( but i guess i'm having a sort of... twisted fun with it. i guess...