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[tawg]

Title: Dusty Sunset
Rating: M
Characters: Danny, Nicholas, Doris
Summary: There’s no harder space to fill than one that’s been there all along.
Notes: Takes place during Twilighting, which I was really happy with. But that idea just refused to be done with. Dedicated to zeddish who is a general enabler, and jihad_junk who occasionally also puts ideas into my head

Comments

[sarren]

Wow, this is awesome. What a great fleshing out of Doris's character.

[tawg]

Thank you. I've been meaning to write some Doris for a while now, and I was petrified that it would suck :p

[mikes_grrl]

As usual, brilliant and beautiful work. I adore this version of Doris, it makes her a deeply feeling character without sacrificing her slightly corny and odd personality. I love all the bits and pieces that are placed in here so lovingly, and for some reason I really like the way you wrote Nicholas as remote and yet kind.

Great and loving story, and I hope we get more of this series? Oh wait, that would mean more gut-wrenching angst, wouldn't it? *sniffs*

Still, fabulously written! <3

[tawg]

I don't think that it would still be Doris without her oddness, which is one of the things I find both charming and difficult about her. And I'm really glad that Nicholas came across the way he did.

There is more to this series, currently taking up too much of my brain space. I will admit though, I'm a little worried about typing it all out because, oh yes, there shall be angst.

Thanks for your feedback, as always ♥

[goddessdster]

I love this. I believe Doris is an underused character in many ways, possibly because everyone feels they can only write her from one perspective and worry about getting the puns right.

I like the bits of history. The gallant, playful Danny-as-a-boy you've painted give so much more depth to his character and Doris's, as she sifts through her memories.

The scene with Nicholas is amazing in its muted understatement. Especially this: Although he does slowly lower his foot from Danny’s bed, very measured and cautious... fucking brilliant brilliant imagery, the dichotomy between how comfortable he feels with Danny in comparison to everyone else.

[tawg]

It really annoys me that I don't use Doris more. I do think Doris is a tricky character, just because we've been given so little about her. Danny and Nicholas are clearly the stars of the movie, and we have such a greater reference about how they work than any of the other characters.

The way Danny talks about his mother really gave me the impression that her death was something that he hadn't quite dealt with, something he didn't bounce back from. I also think that it's a fitting explanation for his loneliness and his movie-escapism. And I think that seeing Danny go down that path and not come back from it would have been really hard for people to watch.

Thanks for your words on Nicholas' scene. I was constantly cutting him back while writing this and having to make sure that yes, this was still a Doris and Danny story.

[alpha_orionis_v]

I like your angst. And I like your interpretation of Doris.

I think it's clever that some of those lines from the other one that seemed to have been Nicholas were spoken by Doris. Though, I don't suppose Danny's coma brain knows the difference.

Also, seconded on Nicholas's character.

[tawg]

It's cannon that Danny is pretty good at missing what's right in front of him.

Is there anything I could have done better?

[alpha_orionis_v]

Nothing that I could think of right off hand.

Although, prepare to have your angst throne usurped come November. My NaNo project is depressing, and it's only in dot point form.

[tawg]

I know you did NaNo last year, did you get it completed? I need to go poke at the website and learn more about this inconveniently timed event.

[big_twinkie]

oh my god, you're going to kill him aren't you?

D:

*lol*

[tawg]

Interestingly, I had an academic discussion this week about personhood and death ("How dead do you have to be before you stop being a person?" "What counts as dead? How dead do you have to be to be, like, properly dead?" "How alive do you have to be before you are recognised as a person?" Delicious wankery). So it's really hard to say "No, I'm not going to kill him," because, well, 'kill' is a variable term and all that...