Oh, love it. And I see you gave maud a jumpsuit reference (we are being nice to her addiction, aren't we?!) Loved your para about being quiet in Chino - Hell, even his mother, a person not exactly celebrated for her subtlety, knew how to correctly distinguish the difference between I'm-quiet-but-fine-Ryan and I'm-quiet-and-intent-on-staying-that-way-thankyou-very-much-Ryan. The Cohens? Not so much.
So true! Well, in my head, at any rate.
Another nice line - And the protracted silence in the car on the ride home had been almost as unwelcome as the headboard-banging he used to hear coming from his mother's bedroom back in Chino.
Altogether nice stuff, hon. But don't you forget Move On or your Chrismukkah number!
Oh, and did you insert a little "alone time" in the second bathroom break, just out of interest? Or am I just being dirty-minded?
I'm glad you liked it. Hope Maud does too! I just wanted to do something completely stand alone and canonic for a change. With Seth and Ryan, of course.
I hoped somebody would mention the critical diferential between quiet Ryans. I loved the scene in The Gamble between Dawn and Ryan. Even though there's a lot of hurt going on, you can see how they still understand each other.
And about the bathroom visit, you're not being dirty minded. Ryan was jerking off. And there were a futher two references to stirring beasties. You see, porn and fluff needn't be mutually exclusive!
Side by side in the darkness, the two boys settled in, each comforted by the company of the other. In recent years, Ryan had forgotten the upside of having a brother; Seth on the other hand, was just happy to have one at all. And one of the last lines really made me laugh, I could just picture it...His eyes closed and unaware of his audience, Seth scratched at his nuts.
Awesome and beautiful! And you wrote it for maudgonne, taking the pressure off me for a bit. (Not really - that woman is a slave driver.)
You have such a way with words, I'm jealous. I'd love to be more detailed, but this is a drive-by post after getting home and shovelling, while supper is cooking, and before I tutor in half an hour.
But suffice it to say, I loved it. And I can't wait for your other updates.
If I had ever rewritten that email I started to you when the power flickered and shut down my computer, I would have told you this-
I don't mind the *having* of the snow; it's the *getting* of the snow that I don't like. But now, the driveway is *finally* cleared enough that we can park our cars side by side - the car you want is never the one in last. So even though we still have 2-3 feet of snow, I don't mind, because the roads are cleared, the shovelling is done and now it's just there for the kids to play in.
But the reason I came here was to say that I *love* your writing. This part in particular: Having entered the house as quietly as possible to avoid disturbing the sleeping lions within, Ryan crossed over to the kitchen cupboard where the breakfast cereals lived. As always when he opened the cupboard, he couldn’t help but feel that there should be a beautiful glow of warm golden light and a choir of angels joyfully proclaiming the magnificence within. has stuck with me. I don't know why. But it makes me lament my
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I loved this. Some of my favorite sections have already been quoted, so I'll just add Seth's perceptive and witty description of Sandy at work. Oh, and:
"Your life, it's like a JoBeth Williams movie, only with better hair." "Not that much better; you met my Mom, right?"
Funny, sensitive, depth of characterization: what more can we ask from a story?
(But I'm also looking forward to more of "Move On."
Funny, sensitive, depth of characterization: what more can we ask from a story?
*Blushes*
Aw, shucks, you guys are the best! I could fuck up everything, but as long as people think I'm getting the characters down, then that's just brilliant.
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So true! Well, in my head, at any rate.
Another nice line - And the protracted silence in the car on the ride home had been almost as unwelcome as the headboard-banging he used to hear coming from his mother's bedroom back in Chino.
Altogether nice stuff, hon. But don't you forget Move On or your Chrismukkah number!
Oh, and did you insert a little "alone time" in the second bathroom break, just out of interest? Or am I just being dirty-minded?
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I hoped somebody would mention the critical diferential between quiet Ryans. I loved the scene in The Gamble between Dawn and Ryan. Even though there's a lot of hurt going on, you can see how they still understand each other.
And about the bathroom visit, you're not being dirty minded. Ryan was jerking off. And there were a futher two references to stirring beasties. You see, porn and fluff needn't be mutually exclusive!
I am so corrupted it's untrue.
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Side by side in the darkness, the two boys settled in, each comforted by the company of the other. In recent years, Ryan had forgotten the upside of having a brother; Seth on the other hand, was just happy to have one at all.
And one of the last lines really made me laugh, I could just picture it...His eyes closed and unaware of his audience, Seth scratched at his nuts.
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I'm glad somebody picked up on that line, I sneaked it in there as a whim and I think it's my favourite!
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3:12am: 102 supermodels later, now more awake than ever.
3:15am: Bathroom again.
Damn it. You made me laugh and now people are looking at me.
Excellent fic. I'm going to have to go hide in shame now, as relatives are staring. But bravo, really.
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Mwah ha ha! Mwah ha ha ha ha! Thanks for the review, it's always so nice to get them, particularly from Non-Usual suspects. Or even Unusual Suspects.
I shall leave you alone to be looked at.
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You have such a way with words, I'm jealous. I'd love to be more detailed, but this is a drive-by post after getting home and shovelling, while supper is cooking, and before I tutor in half an hour.
But suffice it to say, I loved it. And I can't wait for your other updates.
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Thank you so much for ..."Awesome and beautiful!" is such a lovely thing to have someone say about my writing, it's made me all grinny and "aw!".
Other updates are forthcoming, pinata at will!
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I don't mind the *having* of the snow; it's the *getting* of the snow that I don't like. But now, the driveway is *finally* cleared enough that we can park our cars side by side - the car you want is never the one in last. So even though we still have 2-3 feet of snow, I don't mind, because the roads are cleared, the shovelling is done and now it's just there for the kids to play in.
But the reason I came here was to say that I *love* your writing. This part in particular:
Having entered the house as quietly as possible to avoid disturbing the sleeping lions within, Ryan crossed over to the kitchen cupboard where the breakfast cereals lived. As always when he opened the cupboard, he couldn’t help but feel that there should be a beautiful glow of warm golden light and a choir of angels joyfully proclaiming the magnificence within. has stuck with me. I don't know why. But it makes me lament my ( ... )
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"Your life, it's like a JoBeth Williams movie, only with better hair."
"Not that much better; you met my Mom, right?"
Funny, sensitive, depth of characterization: what more can we ask from a story?
(But I'm also looking forward to more of "Move On."
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*Blushes*
Aw, shucks, you guys are the best! I could fuck up everything, but as long as people think I'm getting the characters down, then that's just brilliant.
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