of my imagination

[bossymarmalade]

It's justafigment's birthday today, and I'm delighted to be able to wish her a mind-bogglingly happy one, because I adore her. So I wrote her something--not much, but I hope it'll do. It's amazing what a fantastic fic title her username makes, too. *g*

just a figment

All the best, sweetie. *snug*

Comments

[hetrez.livejournal.com]

Just read this. Wow and yum and wow again.

Morning was Chris sitting on his bed, holding an ugly black mug and wearing boots.

The most beautiful first line ever, this pulled me in right away.

He was sure that if he'd had a mirror, opened his mouth in the reflection, he'd see tiny strands of silk stitching up and down inside of it.

I just. I honestly don't know how you do it, just describe everything so perfectly. I will never have a hangover, I will never have a throat ache or anything without thinking about strands of silk in my mouth. This is wonderful. Wow.

He imagined it black, thick black liquid like ink, creeping along Chris' tongue and splotching the pink, tasting like soot.

Just. Guh. I have no words, this is so fucking beautiful.

"Antidisestablishmenfuckingtarianism" is my new favorite word. I love Chris here. He's just, he's perfect here, the one who looks out for Justin and the one who kicks him in the ass when it's needed, everything.

"Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis," Chris said. "And for the record, that's me being a flippant smartass. Shows how much you know."

Hahahaha. I love Chris.

Tiny stars, slicing quietly into his skin to embed themselves underneath, make him shiny forever.

This is an amazing line. One day I'll be able to read this story and do more than gape like little fishes and the loveliness of the words. I love this story. That's all I can say.

[bossymarmalade.livejournal.com]

You are the sweetest girl ever. Such wonderful feedback! I'm so very glad you liked it, Hetre--especially all the imagery stuff, when you're so exceedingly good at it yourself. And you like my characterization, too! I'm just happy all over the place with this. Thank you thank you!

*snug*

[likeahiphopsong.livejournal.com]

Oh, dude. You continue to amaze me every fucking time. The imagery is always so real and I can feel and see and taste everything.

The taste of gingerbread and coffee was still on them, soft and spicy, and it made him want to drink more

Gingerbread latte! Whoo.

The big words and the way they interact and the touching and the eating and the incredibly well-used structure. And rosy-fingered dawn.

Beautiful.

[bossymarmalade.livejournal.com]

Timbertrickin', baby. I do love you so much. Gingerbread lattes! Now I have the yen for one.
*snug*

[pirateyes.livejournal.com]

Honestly, there are not sufficient enough words for this fic, that you haven't already scavenged from our wasted vocabularies and turned into sentences that stretch like strands of gold.

It's perfection. Your imagery has always been inspiring to me. You make every sentence part of life and living, by telling us exactly what it looks and feels and tastes like. If I had never seen glitter or had tea in my life I would still be able to sense them just from how you describe every detail.

The dialogue is surreal but genuine and hence believable because how couldn't Chris say something like, It’ll be shampoozled, when he's shifting glass sparkles from out of Justin's hair? It's just so right.

Then there's lines like this that I'll never be able to forget - Tiny stars, slicing quietly into his skin to embed themselves underneath, make him shiny forever. and more subtle things that catch on my breath - touching the corner of one eye enough to disturb eyelashes.

I think this is what they mean when they say writing is art. I can almost smudge it off the screen with a finger, but I'd never want to.

Lovely, darling. Positively lovely.

[bossymarmalade.livejournal.com]

*happy sigh* I am so becoming addicted to your feedback, honey, because it's so lyrical and shimmering and makes me feel like I wrote something more important than I originally feel like I did. Wow. Such wonderful things you've said! I read them over and over again because in addition to them making me pleased and proud of my writing, they're just so lovely. You give feedback the way you write, and that's a beautiful thing.

Thank you so immensely much. *snuggle*

[pirateyes.livejournal.com]

You are very welcome. You deserve every word. I guess I should do this feedback thing more often. Hee.

*snugglepounce*