fic: acclimatisation (remus lupin)

[builtofsorrow]

Now that the reveals are up, I can finally claim my fic from hp_holidaygen. I mentioned before that I wasn't particularly fond of it after I first wrote it. It's grown on me since then, and there are bits of it I quite like, but I am well aware of the fact that it's not my best work. That said, it's not the worst either, by far. (Not to frighten anyone off

Comments

[faeriemaiden]

Nelle, your writing makes me think of beautiful things. That's nearly all I can think of to say, because your writing is just so good and rightly worded and lovely that I never know what to say about it. And the grey years, as they have named themselves for some reason in my mind, are such fantastic story material, and...

You underestimate yourself, is what I'm saying, because this is beautiful and simple and quiet and the sort of thing that sneaks up on you and is, perforce, extremely bedimmed wonderful. ♥

(Also it's got REMUS in. Which may or may not cloud my judgement. ;))

[builtofsorrow]

Thank you. That's one of the best compliments I've ever received.

(And I love that: The Grey Years. And they do make fantastic story material, don't they? I don't know why it never occurred to me before this, but it didn't.)

Again. Thank you. ♥

[wanderlight]

He reads instead of travelling (ignoring the cliché inside of that), and every time the moon changes, he changes location, and every several months, he changes eras or centuries. He reads poetry and plays and essays and novels from whatever worlds he can find.

I love this all, but I love that most. It's a simple, beautifully-expressed sentiment that Remus finds solace in books -- paints a very Remus picture, ties the entire fic together, for me. Lovely, dear. ♥

[builtofsorrow]

Oh, I'm so glad; that's probably my favourite paragraph, and I'm glad it worked so well in that way. Thank you, darling. ♥