Comments | eponine119: Lost fic: Alaska [Sawyer, 500 words]

eponine119

Lost fic: Alaska [Sawyer, 500 words]

Jul 25, 2007 19:27

Disclaimer: not mine
Notes: Inspired by the request of Queen astra2104 for the lostsquee luau, who wanted to go back to the beginning. Using for fanfic100 #67, Snow.
Summary: An ode to Sawyer's t-shirt.

Alaska
by eponine119
July 25, 2007

( It was a strange place, and he felt strange in it. )

[lost_fanfic]-sawyer, [lost_fanfic]-all, [lost_fanfic]-fanfic100

Comments 35

thespiansparkle July 26 2007, 02:41:01 UTC

...Wow.

I love this. I absolutely love this. In just this short piece, you've captured a piece of Sawyer that I'm not sure the show can ever explore enough.

Plus your gift for language is just fantastic--

In the middle of summer they kissed in the sunlight in the middle of the night. That's when it started to feel like a con. When they slept together, the name she cried was his but not his. Slowly he was beginning to realize it didn’t matter how far he went. Sawyer was always there with him, because he was Sawyer now.

I love this, and his fear of being trapped in a normal, happy life. I think that weighs so heavily on him--that somehow, he doesn't feel he deserves happiness or a normal life until he avenges what happened to his parents. But then he'll have to live with himself...

Sorry, rambling. But this was a truly fantastic piece. Tanti baci!

eponine119 July 26 2007, 02:42:53 UTC

Thank you so much! That feeling of being trapped by a normal life is absolutely what I was going for here, so I'm so thrilled that's what you saw in it.

Your icon is awesome, too, by the way!

haldoor July 27 2007, 00:54:10 UTC

I adore your icon... and I can't stop giggling... I so wish I'd thought of that!

halfdutch July 26 2007, 03:08:51 UTC

Oh wow, I loved this. You always write such great Sawyer gen and this was no exception.

I love the idea of him in such a different setting and yet wherever he goes, he can't run away from himself. Brilliant stuff.

eponine119 July 26 2007, 03:49:16 UTC

Thank you! I was so intrigued by the idea of him somewhere else, too, and I'm not sure I did it justice, but Sawyer is definitely haunted by himself as much as he is by his past.

crowgirl13 July 26 2007, 03:17:34 UTC

A couple of weeks ago, Himself and I went for a hike down by the river. Just to the left of the path down to trail was a fallen tree. It was rotting out in alternating bands, leaving concentric circles of jagged wood. My thought at the time was that those must be the hard years, the years of drought; the times of good rain leave softness behind and that softness decays.

This is what 'too deeply ingrained' makes me think of here.

God, this is just glorious. What a telling, painfully true snippet of Sawyer's past you've written. I particularly love his reaction to snow - it's sneaky like that, with its initial magic. But if you live somewhere like Alaska, Winter can eat you and own you. Normalcy and the claustrophobia of cabin fever... what a marvelous connection.

Beautiful work, darlin'. :D

eponine119 July 26 2007, 03:49:58 UTC

What a gorgeous feedback. Thank you so much!

uhzoomzip July 26 2007, 03:45:49 UTC

wow - this is so well done, sweetie. what a great character study.

eponine119 July 26 2007, 03:50:15 UTC

Thank you!

inthekeyofd July 26 2007, 04:44:14 UTC

Good God you're good!

You do Sawyer so well, he tried, he did, he totally tried to escape himself but he just couldn't, no matter what he does, even when he tries to do the right thing, remember when he shot the Marshall, even then he tried.

Love him though, you just have to.

eponine119 July 26 2007, 19:27:34 UTC

Thank you! And yes, that's part of the essence of Sawyer, even when he tries to do good, he can't manage it.