I am overcome with love for this and for them. So so beautiful.
Nice house with a cat and the man she’s been in love with years, not to mention a killer job and her usual six-million foot legs, and Donna’s pretty sure she wants to strangle her with the leather of her exquisite Hermes belt. That just sums up CJ so well, she's so tough and will always land on her feet. I like to think of her happy living with Danny and a cat.
She puts on her smile, her fake Donna smile with the sad eyes and toothy mouth, even though she knows that everyone who knows her can see straight through the act. God I can just see her face when I read that.
She’s struck by the fact that perhaps in Josh Lyman’s brain, she’s just another woman, and its at once the most wonderful and most awful thought she’s ever struck upon. I love that. Just love it. Amazing.
Thank you! (And yes, guh, why couldn't he have been one of MY poli sci professors in college. I mean, seriously. Talk about motivation to go to class).
I am speechless. You write them so perfectly. It's like you've ruined me for other J/D writers because no one gets them the way you do.
Do you ever write your own stuff? Because you've got this great voice that I know you could do something amazing with. I'm always around to beta by the way - if even use a beta. This is so awesome.
Thank you so much! Although I hope I haven't totally ruined you, because there are some fantastic writers far better than me out there, still writing away!
I do, actually. I'm a poet who's currently going through the grueling and ridiculously selective application process to graduate programs in creative writing.
I don't use a beta, not because I don't think I need one, because god knows my stuff has mistakes/continuity errors etc. etc. that could benefit from a few sets of eyes. But I started writing here as sort of a writing tool for when I'm getting frustrated with the endless writing and revision time that goes into my actual work. It's nice to sit down for a couple of hours, write a fun piece about something that I really like, with set characters and rules and a world all done for me, and get instant positive feedback from a fantastic supportive fandom. So thank you!
As if teaching the young had brought out his eighteen year old self, barely lurking under the surface.
Yeah, I could totally see this. Yum, btw.
She nods, a little lost. He’s still distant from her, a bit cool. He sits in front of her, sipping his coffee, sleek and put-together in his slender peacoat. She recognizes his attitude, its how he acts with all the women that she’d seen coming through his office. Despite his inner ineptness, he’s like that girl in high school who loves to play hard to get.
I can so see this being Josh's reaction.
She groans, thinking of the looks CJ would give her. He’s good, she would say. We caught up. I’ll see him the next time he’s in the Capitol. The prospect makes her chest ache. She breathes out, reaches for her phone. There’s got to be more to this story.
Love this. Go, donna!
She didn’t see it coming. She feels desperate, short of breath. He cups both sides of her face and she doesn’t realize she’s crying even as she smiles until he wipes at her leaky
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Thank you so much for the great comments. And yes, yum. Maybe I wrote a sort of ridiculous fantasy sexy!Josh of the future, but people seem to like it! Hee.
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Nice house with a cat and the man she’s been in love with years, not to mention a killer job and her usual six-million foot legs, and Donna’s pretty sure she wants to strangle her with the leather of her exquisite Hermes belt.
That just sums up CJ so well, she's so tough and will always land on her feet. I like to think of her happy living with Danny and a cat.
She puts on her smile, her fake Donna smile with the sad eyes and toothy mouth, even though she knows that everyone who knows her can see straight through the act.
God I can just see her face when I read that.
She’s struck by the fact that perhaps in Josh Lyman’s brain, she’s just another woman, and its at once the most wonderful and most awful thought she’s ever struck upon.
I love that. Just love it. Amazing.
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(And that image of Josh lecturing is going to be in my brain for a loooong time!)
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Yeah, but then you wouldn't have been able to concentrate on a thing he was saying!
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Do you ever write your own stuff? Because you've got this great voice that I know you could do something amazing with. I'm always around to beta by the way - if even use a beta. This is so awesome.
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I do, actually. I'm a poet who's currently going through the grueling and ridiculously selective application process to graduate programs in creative writing.
I don't use a beta, not because I don't think I need one, because god knows my stuff has mistakes/continuity errors etc. etc. that could benefit from a few sets of eyes. But I started writing here as sort of a writing tool for when I'm getting frustrated with the endless writing and revision time that goes into my actual work. It's nice to sit down for a couple of hours, write a fun piece about something that I really like, with set characters and rules and a world all done for me, and get instant positive feedback from a fantastic supportive fandom. So thank you!
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As if teaching the young had brought out his eighteen year old self, barely lurking under the surface.
Yeah, I could totally see this. Yum, btw.
She nods, a little lost. He’s still distant from her, a bit cool. He sits in front of her, sipping his coffee, sleek and put-together in his slender peacoat. She recognizes his attitude, its how he acts with all the women that she’d seen coming through his office. Despite his inner ineptness, he’s like that girl in high school who loves to play hard to get.
I can so see this being Josh's reaction.
She groans, thinking of the looks CJ would give her. He’s good, she would say. We caught up. I’ll see him the next time he’s in the Capitol. The prospect makes her chest ache.
She breathes out, reaches for her phone. There’s got to be more to this story.
Love this. Go, donna!
She didn’t see it coming. She feels desperate, short of breath. He cups both sides of her face and she doesn’t realize she’s crying even as she smiles until he wipes at her leaky ( ... )
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btw, I have pimped your fic quite a bit and everyone loves it, but they agree with me...
Ending open-ended. Need sequel. :)
I am shameless.
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