Sometimes, things move so quickly that Joe can’t even really keep up. He smiles and laughs and signs anything shoved at him, but he doesn’t hardly even notice the world rushing by in a blur, doesn’t see the days slipping by. He almost doesn’t even notice any passing of time, just because every venue, every crowd, every show seems so much the same.
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And this is just beautiful, and honestly painful, and I feel like a bad person for even liking them, lol, which makes no sense, no sense at all, but like - your fic makes people THINK and if that isn't what writing's about, I don't know what is.
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See, I told you I would put SOMETHING out from those prompts. I was planning other, bigger things, but then this whole OTHER big fic got in the way, and I've been trying to break down the writer's block to FINISH the damn thing, so I felt like you at least deserved something. And I'm rambling, but I'm SO glad you liked it. :D
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So these kids don’t really know how messed up a guy’s brain gets after like ten straight years of work in the crazy insane world of music or the way that a person just learns to drop all shame and jerk it with his little brother in the room or the way that sometimes a guy just really needs to take out his frustrations with the world by, like, pinning said little brother to the wall and swallowing his dick.
This left me absolutely speechless.
I feel like I just read Joe's biography. This is not fan fiction, it's real life. Just WOW.
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Thank you! It's awesome to hear that it sounded so realistic! <3
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Best sentence of all. It totally strikes me as something would say to the media if he were having an off day.
This whole thing just seems so real and amazing and beautiful.
(And sometimes it's so supernice to read a story without dialogue.)
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