the glitter of possibilities

[frakcancer]

For ar_drabbles challenge #83: Private pursuits. Spoilers (really? WHo's reading this fic who hasn't seen the whole series?) for Flight of the Phoenix.

Comments

[akachankami]

hello speedy!
flight of the phoenix ;_; *hugs laura*
He couldn't fold up her life, her mission and her disease, in his pocket and spread a new life, with family and friends, with a library and a home, like a blanket around her to warm her chill bones.
this is "spoilers for all seasons!!!" =P
it's so sad she is probably expecting him to try and fail ç_ç *sigh*
She had always admired people who made time for hobbies, amazed at the excess of passions which flowed out onto trivial pursuits. Had she ever had any? She supposed not, not in a long time. All her passions had been consumed by her work and the rest squandered in meaningless sex, in nights alone with a bottle of wine and take-away sushi, in sitting by the edge of the fountain in the park and trying to forget.
=( a sad picture you paint but it's still my fav paragraph ♥ beautiful choice of words!

[frakcancer]

it's so sad she is probably expecting him to try and fail

For a very ling time, hasn't that been what everyone in her life has done, tried and failed, if they've even bothered trying?

[sln1]

There's a sense of hollowness in this, of the emptiness of Laura's life after the loss of her family when she was unfulfilled in both her professional and personal life.

Then, even when she finds a professional purpose, in circumstances which preclude any serious chance of leisure time, there's still something missing, a deficiency she's aware of and even finds highlighted in Bill's quarters where the the trappings of his job rub shoulders with the personal aspects of his life. And now, when there just might be someone who is willing to reach out to her, to start to find ways to fill that void in her life, it's too late because her life is ending.

You really picked up on the mood of that scene from Flight of the Phoenix, when the simple gesture of returning a book held so much meaning, spoke of so much lost potential, so much loss. Thank you

[frakcancer]

There's a sense of hollowness in this

What I love about your reviews is that you take everything I was trying to work through in fic and bring it into focus. I was thinking "brittle," but you're right -- it's hollow, because if it broke, it wouldn't shatter, it would reveal an empty center that did not hold.

[k_d_456_345_a]

In the first paragraph, I thought you were describing the scene when he first gives her the book, so I was surprised to see it was this one, but I guess in the overall picture that is still very early in their relationship.

I love the last paragraph--it expresses everything so well and foreshadows so elegantly those final moments when he carries her wrapped in a blanket, giving her one last gift.

It is interesting in Flight of the Phoenix that the way he draws her back in that scene is through work, his predicament with the computer virus. But it is the first recognition between that her moral support and her advice is something of value to both of them.

[frakcancer]

It is interesting in Flight of the Phoenix that the way he draws her back in that scene is through work, his predicament with the computer virus.

In the same scene where she's connecting with him on a personal level after trying so hard to keep it professional, he connects with her on a professional level after telling her for so long that that was not where her valuable input lay. Knowing what we knew then, of her approaching death, it was so bittersweet, thinking they were finally coming to appreciate each other fully just a little too late.

[defyingnormalcy]

He couldn't fold up her life, her mission and her disease, in his pocket and spread a new life, with family and friends, with a library and a home, like a blanket around her to warm her chill bones.

GUH. So heartbreaking because we all know that if there was anything that Bill wished he could do, it was this.

*sniffle*

[frakcancer]

So heartbreaking because we all know that if there was anything that Bill wished he could do, it was this.

Yes. THIS.

[bsg_aussiegirl]

She picked up the book. Dark Day. It always was, wasn't it? I love how this one line sets the tone for the entire drabble. *sniff*

He startled her when he walked in like he owned the place. He did. Okay, I'm going to be predictable again. I love this line. You could post it all over again for a 'home' challenge. I love that whole sense it gives me (in my rainbow loving way) that she was comfortable in his quarters despite her depression..