I want so badly to believe that "there is truth, that love is real"
And I want life in every word to the extent that it's absurd.
Oz/Andrew slash, post-
ftvsOz and Andrew belong to Monseuir Whedon
Lyrics by the Postal Service's Clark Gable
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And Kate really is on crack. I couldn't write this shit, even if I wanted to.
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I appreciate you reding!
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The first bit, the flashback, is a *wee* bit confusing. As well as some of the POV stuff. It's a little hard to go back and forth, I think, between Oz's voice and Andrew's... even on a line to line basis. I found myself going back and re-reading a couple of parts because I got confused.
Also, missing a word here?: Imagining Warren's hands roughly on, a stolen kiss on a spaceship.
Loved: With Oz, his words were a foil for his silence.
Confused: Andrew had constantly and never thought of Oz in a sexual way. -- This might be an artistic way to express Andrew's ambivalence, and I might just be reading it too obtuse-ly.
Love it, Brandy. Keep writing. I WANT TO SEE THEM DO IT!
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Hrm. I guess I like getting into both of their heads, but maybe it is not working. Perhaps the final one, I can write from each of their perpectives singly.
Thanks for the heads up on the missing word.
I want to see them do it too. At least Andrew's pants are finally off! Now I just need to get them to the doing it part!
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