He cannot survive this world alone by being an obsessive deconstructionist.
One of many great lines. There is such careful thought in this, not just a plot, a story in the sense of various events, but a story of ideas. The atmosphere you create is delicate and changeable, and the description of arguing academic wizards is sucha perfect counterpart to Remus and what he says and doesn't say.
But what makes this brilliant is how you write Remus, trying convince himself that his memories are false and then refusing to do that. Not that simple, perhpas, but the way you tell the story is not only meaningful and poignant but startling and satisfying at the same time. I'm not sure I'm making much sense, but basically I love this and think that it is marvellous. It requires the reader to think and rewards it. Brilliant.
Just when I'm about to shuffle off to bedjazzypomJune 1 2005, 23:27:30 UTC
this drops in my lap.
Damn, Remus isn't living here, is he? He's only existing, everytime he entertains a memory of Sirius and that time, he dies again.
Your writing has changed though, in certain ways. I don't know if it's good or bad, or just different. In the sense that before (for example), you used to be all about places - and they would stand out in such stark relief, but in this fic the places are like smudged pastels. It's probably just this particular piece, but anyways...I rather recognized Sevilla as you described it, and the open easiness of the people contrasting with Remus' polite interest and nothing more.
That was amazing. Just beautiful. A great look at Remus post-Betrayal, with a wonderful use of theme, and hot sex in the middle. It also felt very rhythmic, the way you set up some of the paragraphs. I really liked it. In fact, I liked it so much, it has pushed its way into The Top Five Reg Fics I Would Marry If Only Bush Would Let Me.
I'm so jealous! You write such good Remus, and such good S/R that my fic for you is going to look so OOC in comparison.
Oh I loved this. There is such a sense of distance and isolation that runs all through your fic. A sense of haze--and as he works through his grief and comes to realize, He’ll survive by continuing to breathe, you can really see the fog clear. Wonderful job.
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One of many great lines. There is such careful thought in this, not just a plot, a story in the sense of various events, but a story of ideas. The atmosphere you create is delicate and changeable, and the description of arguing academic wizards is sucha perfect counterpart to Remus and what he says and doesn't say.
But what makes this brilliant is how you write Remus, trying convince himself that his memories are false and then refusing to do that. Not that simple, perhpas, but the way you tell the story is not only meaningful and poignant but startling and satisfying at the same time. I'm not sure I'm making much sense, but basically I love this and think that it is marvellous. It requires the reader to think and rewards it. Brilliant.
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Damn, Remus isn't living here, is he? He's only existing, everytime he entertains a memory of Sirius and that time, he dies again.
Your writing has changed though, in certain ways. I don't know if it's good or bad, or just different. In the sense that before (for example), you used to be all about places - and they would stand out in such stark relief, but in this fic the places are like smudged pastels. It's probably just this particular piece, but anyways...I rather recognized Sevilla as you described it, and the open easiness of the people contrasting with Remus' polite interest and nothing more.
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I'm so jealous! You write such good Remus, and such good S/R that my fic for you is going to look so OOC in comparison.
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