Comments | eponine119: Lost fic: Carrion Comfort [Jack/Sawyer]

eponine119

Lost fic: Carrion Comfort [Jack/Sawyer]

Sep 07, 2006 23:10

Disclaimer: Lost is not mine. Title borrowed. Skymall quoted without permission.
Summary: Distraction at thirty-three thousand feet. Jack/Sawyer. Future fic. Vague spoilers for season two.
Notes: Using for psych_30 #28, free association. Also fanfic100 #60, drink.

Carrion Comfort
by eponine119
September 7, 2006

( I'm going to die if you don't keep talking to me. )

[lost_fanfic]-jack/sawyer, [lost_fanfic]-future_fics, [lost_fanfic]-psych30, [lost_fanfic]-all, [lost_fanfic]-fanfic100

Comments 41

zenana7 September 8 2006, 12:46:27 UTC

Beautiful. All the best elements of the Sawyer/Jack dynamic, and of really getting into Sawyer's head. I could palpably feel Sawyer's wound up tension and claustrophobia. Liked how the island was home to him -- and that this boy who grew up in a land-bound state would miss the ocean.

I was feeling literarily dense. Much thought goes into a title, and was not getting it until I googled & found the Hopkins poem, which is a perfect counterpart to this fic, which is actually much more cheerful and upbeat, ending on a lovely note of hope. Ha, carry-on comfort. What they find in and with each other.

eponine119 September 8 2006, 19:08:13 UTC

Thank you! I'm glad you thought I got into Sawyer's head, especially...that was the one element that made me put off writing this story idea for so long.

Ah, titles. The bane of my existence. This was almost called "Distraction" -- which isn't quite right -- until I was Googling around and hit upon that poem. I like the pun/play of "carry-on comfort" too.

inthekeyofd September 8 2006, 15:40:40 UTC

This was so good. Love that Jack and Sawyer interaction and the fact that Jack seems so calm (even thought I think there still is an underlying fear there) and Sawyer is the one that is nervous, and vocal about it as well, and do I even have to get into how Jack's voice not only calms him but helps him realize he's alive (okay, I know you probably meant that in a different way but you know how I see things a little differently every once in a while)

Excellent, just excellent!!

eponine119 September 8 2006, 19:09:20 UTC

Thank you! Especially for addressing the Jack side of the story, because it was hard for me to gauge whether that was coming through.

Jack's voice not only calms him but helps him realize he's alive

I love it when feedback crystalizes something for me that I intended, yet never put into words that I was trying to do.

foxxcub September 8 2006, 21:04:01 UTC

Oh, man, I hardly know how to articulate how much I loved this. I think this is some of your best work in awhile. The dialogue, the subtle desperation, the longing...it puts a lump in my throat. Every word of this was superb. Thank you for sharing. :)

eponine119 September 9 2006, 01:34:32 UTC

Thank you so much for reading! I'm thrilled that you liked it.

astra2104 September 8 2006, 21:48:35 UTC

Oh. Wow. So many things in this fic are leaving me speechless and in awe, I don't even know where to start.
"Your voice," Jack said, "is like far-off thunder in the summer. Dark chocolate and earth." I think this might just be my single favourite line written by you, and you've written a lot of great lines, beautiful and poetic ones. But this, this is special.
Because Sawyer meant back home, too, except he hadn't noticed that somewhere along the way he'd come to think of the island as home.
I swear I haven't read that before I gave you the 5 things prompt...but that fits perfectly. :)
It was a cocoon, blankets on a winter night, an embrace.
Love that. Love it, love it, love it, that Sawyer in the end thinks of the plane as something safe, as something between a too small and too wide, and somehow just right.
Again, I go with the wow. Wow.

eponine119 September 9 2006, 01:35:40 UTC

Thank you. I'm so glad you liked that Jack line about Sawyer's voice, because I liked it, and you know how it is with things you like, they're always the things you're the most uncertain of.

alliecat8 September 9 2006, 01:10:15 UTC

Look what you did, you made me study! I decided to read the Hopkins poem before I feedbacked, and (naturally) I didn't understand it but it fascinated me, so I studied up on it, and now I can't believe you got the title AFTER you wrote the fic! The fic really does parallel mood of the poem, the way that it starts with a hint of despair and from there goes into a kind of half-panicked questioning of everything, and yet that process allows Sawyer to finally find a sense of hope and peace.

"Love," Sawyer choked out roughly, because he couldn't stand to hear Jack talk about him.

"Hate," Jack said, and it meant something from a man who hated him yet was holding his hand.I loved that part. It showed that Sawyer knows, somewhere deep down, that though Jack so often seems to push him away, he needs him and wants him close, as well ( ... )

eponine119 September 9 2006, 01:37:43 UTC

Thank you! Sorry I made you study, but maybe it was worth it? As much as I hate trying to find a title, I love the happy accidents where something leads me to just the right one.

Of course Sawyer wanted Jack to say he was his friend. But Jack never would; Jack doesn't think that way.