Beatty, 1988 (part 9 of 9 + notes)

[kalliel]

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fear (v)."November 2, 1983. You know the house. Was that you?" John can't say more than that. There's a reason it doesn't get talked about

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[vicdesty]

Oh my Holy God, this was incredible. I usually don't go for the gen stories, but your teaser pulled me in and the story refused to let me go until I'd read every word. It boggles the mind how much brother-ness was in here withOUT Sam and Dean being together. And there are so few stories of John hunting in the early years. Where he doesn't yet know everything but is trying so hard to keep his family safe. And I got chills down my spine with the "Do you like French Fries" line and realized who was talking to Sam. Okay, at this point I'm starting to type incoherently so I'll just finish by saying GREAT JOB! :D

[kalliel]

Sorry this is so belated. This story and I needed some, uh, time off. I hope you didn't feel as though your comment went unappreciated, because that is certainly not the case!

It boggles the mind how much brother-ness was in here withOUT Sam and Dean being together.

Yes! I'm glad this came through. I was a little wary about writing Dean and Sam so geographically apart, because a big thing for me--and I'm sure for many others--is their interaction, but I felt like... They are so much a part of each other (especially at that age, I'd imagine), they're not really apart.

I'm truly thrilled you enjoyed this--especially if you don't usually read gen.

Thank you so much for reading!

[claudiapriscus]

I am completely blown away. The way you layered this, built it- I'm still kind of reeling in shock. It all came together so well, the descriptions, the tension, the wrongness, the mystery of it and the working in of the show mythology. Fantastic. Fantastic

[kalliel]

Sorry this is so belated. This story and I needed some, uh, time off. I hope you didn't feel as though your comment went unappreciated, because that is certainly not the case!

I've only been through Nevada once (twice, if you count going though it again on the way back), but I love the scenery. It means a lot to me that in spite of the inaccuracies (and I'm sure there are MANY, try though I did), you felt the way you do.

This is probably the biggest compliment I have ever been paid about my fic writing. So what all you've said here...it means a lot to me. A lot. Thank you so much for reading; and I apologize again for taking so long to say this. Honestly, I'm still mostly speechless. ♥

[dayadhvam_triad]

He stops next to Dean, opens his brown leather book, and writes, "Beatty, 1988."

Then he puts the book away, without further elaboration.

I told you already how much I loved this pair of sentences, so stark and simple. There is no need for further elaboration. Everything he needs to remember is held within that location name, that time and place.

He remembers being that knife in his hand. He remembers being powerful, being fearless. So long as he had that one thing, nothing else mattered. He could fly.
I LOVE THIS ADDITION. Especially the "He could fly," yes Dean yes you can fly, beat your fear and fly. <333

[kalliel]

LOOK AT ME, FINALLY REPLYING TO THESE COMMENTS. D:

I'm really glad you advised me to cut out the other narrative around those lines; I like it so much better this way.

I LOVE THIS ADDITION. Especially the "He could fly," yes Dean yes you can fly, beat your fear and fly. <333

You know, I didn't even realize the connections this line had with Beech Duchess et al until you brought the line up here. The phrasing was something I'd used in a line in another fic, and I really liked it for Dean. LITTLE DID I REALIZE. Maybe there's a reason I like it for him, after all. XD

The demon in Beatty isn't anyone specifically, though in my mind it's Meg. Just because everything is Meg. (I mean. It's not really supposed to be Meg, in an obvious sense, but. Yeah, I'll shut up now. XP

[dayadhvam_triad]

Meg! :D That would work just as well, I like. And no prob, bb, it was a privilege to get to read your BB before most everyone else. ;)

re: the anecdote--at the words leather-jacket-wearing Grandpa I was like omgggg SO AWESOME. 8DDD I love the story! It is cracky and totally surreal. And tumbleweed, lol!

*GLOMPS*

[culturegeek76]

You have a very interesting writing style, which I enjoy very much. The story lurches back and forth, between memory and the present, mirroring the actions of the characters. This story deserves to be read, so I hope people are not turned off by the fact that they'll need to think while they read this, to follow your logic. (Many brains have been melted by the easy to read Harlequin style of much fanfic. I like when writer's have a distinct voice or new approach. Good on you, best of luck with all future works! Thanks for sharing.

[kalliel]

Sorry this is so belated. This story and I needed some, uh, time off. I hope you didn't feel as though your comment went unappreciated, because that is certainly not the case!

I was really ambivalent about how the style would work out for this fic, but upon reading it now, after I've put some distance between me and it, I've come to enjoy it myself. So I'm really glad I'm not the only one! (I know, of course, of others who think otherwise, but if at least myself and someone outside myself enjoyed the style, I count it a win.)

Thank you so much for reading; it really means a lot to me.

[linnet_melody]

Wow.

Just... just wow.

I'm glad you're good with words. I can't adequately express how I feel about your story with my own.

*awed and humbled and impressed and thankful*

[kalliel]

Sorry this is so belated. This story and I needed some, uh, time off. I hope you didn't feel as though your comment went unappreciated, because that is certainly not the case!

I, too, am awed and humbled and thankful. I am so absolutely thrilled I am so know you enjoyed this fic; thank you so much for reading! <3