Dementia Fic

[joltacat]

The clock ticks by another hour and his paper is still blank, still waiting for the first page of a new novel. Harry tries again, he tries but nothing seems to come out, even as his fingers hover over the keyboard of his typewriter, there’s no words or ideas, especially at this time of night.

A drink of coffee only reveals that it’s gone cold

Comments

[alba_aulbath]

Excellent use of prose in this one. You had me going for a moment when James apparently showed up at his doorstep, although I did kind of figure that James must have killed himself in the hospital (AS JAMESESESES DO).

It did make me wibble. Those two are never allowed to be happy. DX

[joltacat]

gdghhgdhgfhf Thanks darlin' 'A' I'm glad you liked it. I kinda wanted to try to write the most depressing thing I could XD

[tree_of_silence]

Is it horrible that the first thing that came to mind after reading this was, "IT WAS MUUUUURDER!" accompanied by an image of PH standing on the roof cheering?

(And now the image has changed to this. *shakes fist* QUIET PH-MUSE, I'M TRYING TO READ A STORY.)

T-T Poor Harry. Poor James. Poor ... alkdfj T-T Sad story is sad.

[joltacat]

God damn it Kathryn XD You are amazing. Now I can't stop loling.

[ltgriffonclaw]

;_; goddamn.

[joltacat]

I did good? 'A'