So the dc_flashfiction challenge up right now is "poetry," and well. That's about all the incentive I need.
And not flying
Disclaimers: There aren’t words enough to say how not-mine this all is.
Rating: PG-15 or so.
Spoilers: Vaguely, vaguely AU-ish post-IC #5. I’m not really sure if there's anything else.
Summary: It’s all feathers and
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*gives you cookies for a good job*
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Thank you!
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He needs Dick... but he's too much like Bruce to ever reach out.
I love the way you framed Tim's fantasy, and wove it through with everything Tim is going through right now.
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::nods:: He's got kind of a deer-in-headlights emotional response. Everything just *freezes*.
And unrelated to everything, your icon gives me such joy.
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And don't worry (too much) about Tim. There are other parts to this, so.
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And here there is no more imagining.
Aw, man... Haven't we all felt that way sometimes? But Tim - oh, Tim. Wah.
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::grins:: Oh yes. Yes, we do.
Thank you for the great feedback!
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I love the details in this -- the girl at the pizza shop and the steam... there's a lovely definition to the motel room, but a vagueness as well, "somewhere between the Atlantic and the Pacific," which fits Tim's state of mind perfectly.
Very, very nice writing indeed.
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Thank you! I can get a little *too* bogged down with details, sometimes, and forget where I'm going with the plot, so it's nice to know that they work here.
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