~this is a momentous day...
Jul. 27th, 2002 02:33 pmyes. this is the day when i've found the first hermione fic i enjoyed. yeay~!
`the language that god speaks'... wow. it made me shiver, completely taken in with the way it was worded and spaced, and everything~! if
eleveninches' are my only bearable ron stories, then this is my first bearable herm story :) this is kind of how i picture her. this is so good, i just want to thank
lizbee.
the mood was definitely reminiscent of how the sandman was, rhythmically, and the flavor of the imagery. it has a sense of Mystery about it. well, enough gushing, then ;p
oh, wait. there's
deepsix's h/d slash... yum, yummy scrumboes. my fave things about stories: subtlety; lots of humor; imagery; a certain amount of attitude; warmth within something chilling; spot-on word-use; a certain self-deprecating romanticism; characterizations i can -feel-; optional: severe hotness, heh. and yah, dey got dat :>
someday not today:
We are not friends. We are not peers. We are not even equals. We are not two halves of the same thing.
I am me and you are you and there are no similarities.
There is no connection between us. There is no overlap. There is only a stark division and a sharp contrast, and we do not complement one another.
I have everything you do not, and you have everything I do not, but the thing is, we have no need of those things. I have no need of you and you have no need of me. We are two separate entities.
I can survive without you. And you can survive without me. If we are cut off from one another, we will flourish and thrive. I have no need for that which I hate.
But perhaps I lie.
too cool! *grins*
( a note on harry and my idea of heroes: )
`the language that god speaks'... wow. it made me shiver, completely taken in with the way it was worded and spaced, and everything~! if
the mood was definitely reminiscent of how the sandman was, rhythmically, and the flavor of the imagery. it has a sense of Mystery about it. well, enough gushing, then ;p
oh, wait. there's
someday not today:
We are not friends. We are not peers. We are not even equals. We are not two halves of the same thing.
I am me and you are you and there are no similarities.
There is no connection between us. There is no overlap. There is only a stark division and a sharp contrast, and we do not complement one another.
I have everything you do not, and you have everything I do not, but the thing is, we have no need of those things. I have no need of you and you have no need of me. We are two separate entities.
I can survive without you. And you can survive without me. If we are cut off from one another, we will flourish and thrive. I have no need for that which I hate.
But perhaps I lie.
too cool! *grins*
( a note on harry and my idea of heroes: )