Christmas Fluff!

Jan 08, 2007 09:40



A light flurry of snowflakes drifted across Ginny’s field of vision. Aimless, and apparently unaffected by gravity, they tossed, rising and falling with the wind until coming to rest on one of the barren branches in the garden. Occasionally one would land on the mullion in front of her nose. Sticking to its edge and adding to the collection, ( Read more... )

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moonette1 January 9 2007, 17:40:38 UTC
Oh, I LOVE character driven pieces, and this one was just lovely, with the lingering glance into Ginny's heart. I loved the descriptions in the beginning. The languid pace really set the tone for the entire piece and it was just beautiful. I could feel the cold along with Ginny, and of course it's important that she feel the cold - she doesn't have Harry to warm her (body and soul). I loved the description and I felt drawn in, right there with her. And then to go from the slow, leisurely, snowy beginning to the warm, explosive (you used the phrase "cacaphony of explosion" to wonderful effect), laughter-filled ending was wonderful. Nicely done, Lady Whizbee!!

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ladywhizbee January 9 2007, 20:57:47 UTC
I appreciate your writing so much--*so much*--that what you think about my attempt means an enormous amount. I'm so very pleased that you liked it. Thank you.

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ex_jo_blogs January 15 2007, 03:08:42 UTC
Wow! This was so powerful. Your descriptions are *beautiful*, as St Margarets said already, there are so many gorgeous lines, I could picture everything perfectly. I just loved the almost throwaway details such as "Why were there so many stairs in her house?" that added to the richness of this piece.

Stream of consciousness, done well, is very rare - I wouldn't worry about 'grammar' in the slightest - this was like listening to Ginny's thoughts. I thought you captured the passage of time and her weary impatience wonderfully in such a short piece, with the references back to Hogwarts and the interludes when she is thinking about what is going on downstairs interspersed with the close-ups of her at her post.

The Ron / Hermione snapshot - lovely. And this line was my favourite: "Winter snow and brisk pine, cold wool and melting ice crystals, all mixed up together,"

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ladywhizbee January 15 2007, 16:14:37 UTC
Wow. I'm speechless. Thank you... :-)

The fact that you were caught up by the small details and setting means so much. I was afraid that it might be a bit too--oh, I don't know--slow, introspective, solitary--to be a good piece of fluff. But so many glowing reviews are proving me otherwise! I'm so pleased that you liked it. Thank you, thank you, thank you! :-)

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