damn, girl! lol. i don't know what it is, it must be the planets again, i have been writing when i shouldn't be. god knows i have better things to do, sheez. it's funny you pointed that marshmallow line out, because i almost took it out, it seemed opposite of everything else in the story, too cutesy. :D XOXOLIX
wow. this was totally amazing. you showed all you power with this, my friend. so imaginitive, so lyrical and sweet, canon flowing into otherworld, just wonderful. i'm so glad i checked it out. thank you. :)
ya know, i was half asleep last night, almost typing with my eyes closed. i've no idea where it came from, except i did it right after the other one (deceased) so... it's dark, but at the same time, loving? lol. fucking in hell maybe, either that, or heaven isn't how we imagine it. but omg -- worms turning? that's so not me. ;) anyway, thanks for reading and finding it so interesting...!! ^_^
I found you. :) I loved this....like a fairy take, very magical. Your other one, I glanced at it and could see it was too sad for me, but I read this one and it suited me just fine. ♥ And the marshmallows....I liked that, you may see why it stood out to me later on.....
hi hi,,, thanks, yes it was kinda like a fairy tale-like! i'm reminded of the other one, bread and butter, that actually had fairies and elves and pixies in it (lol, doing nasty things)... ::) the other one is sad, the title alone should convey that, but it's just the last two paragraphs, mostly. don't know why i did that, have it end that way... because i never had before, probably. :P
I loved it, magical, mystical Ennis waiting for Jack all his life, they are each others light, their love a bright beacon. If only such world exist maybe it does. Thank you Jimmy its beautiful. Hugs Torry
thank you, torry.. oh, mystical, i like that. i *think* tried to make it seem like jack had died and gone to heaven, but that he only really got there when ennis died too, and when they did they were young again, like on brokeback. as if there was this mixing of time, where nothing mattered, everything was mixed up -- it should have been jack waiting for ennis, really.. but oh well! the candle part was true, i met a guy once named joaquin, and i brought him home when i was living in berkeley. i was in college, art school, he did the same thing -- i went to the bathroom, and in the minute or so i'd left him alone, he'd lit single every candle he could find, turned out the lights, and waited there on the bed for me. he must have had a job lighting birthday cakes or something-- i don't know how it was possible for him to light so many in so little time and still take off his entire wardrobe AND get an erection, unless he was an angel or something. :D
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aw i love to read these tidbits as much as i love reading your bbm stories. and thanks for the explanation.it helped me to understand better.
i loved it.maybe because jack was there longer than ennis he sort of forgot about his previous life and who he was looking for? favourite line:they shook hands under the bar, and there was a spark that lit up the darkness that could be seen only from where they were.
thanks.(you're on a roll.gonna read crookedest after dinner. :D)
hehe, i'd love to tell you the whole story, it starts with a cigarette kiss and ends on the phone when my bf effectively dissuaded him from ever calling again. he was this guy that rapped sometime for a band called the freaky executives... like in 1982 or something, hehe.
yes, i think maybe that's it! jack was there longer, wasn't he, could have been many years, and he keeps going to the twin keys lounge but never find ennis, until that voice is heard. oh my, the possibilities. :D
haha i got that line from when i took my fleece sweater off in the dark, i saw the little lightning sparks all around when the fuzzy fabric rubbed across the hair on my head. even static electricity is "shocking" :)
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Shit, I love this. I love your writing.
There is so much wonder and magic and beauty and poetry here. But what I liked the best was this:
voice like melted marshmallows, toasted a little at the edges, still real sweet.
GOD. Your words walk in beauty like the night, themselves.
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Thank you Jimmy its beautiful.
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Torry
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and thanks for the explanation.it helped me to understand better.
i loved it.maybe because jack was there longer than ennis he sort of forgot about his previous life and who he was looking for?
favourite line:they shook hands under the bar, and there was a spark that lit up the darkness that could be seen only from where they were.
thanks.(you're on a roll.gonna read crookedest after dinner. :D)
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yes, i think maybe that's it! jack was there longer, wasn't he, could have been many years, and he keeps going to the twin keys lounge but never find ennis, until that voice is heard. oh my, the possibilities. :D
haha i got that line from when i took my fleece sweater off in the dark, i saw the little lightning sparks all around when the fuzzy fabric rubbed across the hair on my head. even static electricity is "shocking" :)
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