|Review:||Violet Gryfindor says:|
I've read this one a couple of times so that I could take in everything, as there is a lot here. Most of me kept second-guessing myself as to which canon character you have included here, and I think it might be Eileen Prince, but I wouldn't bet any money on that. :P It could equally be Andromeda or one of many witches who has paired up with a Muggle. I really liked the connection to Paris and Helen, especially in how they viewed one another in such mixed and ambiguous ways.
But that's not a really important point, not in comparison to the quality of the writing here. Honestly, Gubby, with every new story you seem to outdo yourself, creating something more and more stunning. It's a very short moment, but there's so much emotion and thought here. Then there's the language and the style - there's a coldness, a premonition of something negative to come, in the words and the phrases. It's not romantic, but there is a poetry to it that made me want to read it again before settling in to review. The fact that it uses Yeats also makes me happy. ^_^
I really, really loved this, Gubby, and I can't put into words why or what about it captures me so. It's an amazing piece of writing.
Author's Response: I've tried responding to this several times over the last few days and always came to a block (I don't know how you come to a block in a response, but there you have it), so here's hoping this turns out well :)
Anyway. I'm surprised that you're relating Paris to a Muggle and Helen to a witch - I think I see the connection, but I'm not sure. I definitely wouldn't have thought of that, which is one of the reasons why I like doing ambiguous characters; it always astounds me how completely stupid, or wrong, I was about these things. I'm also glad that you understand the connection between the two. The "mixed and ambiguous ways" is partly because, at 12:30 AM, it was hard to keep things straight in my head. I like to think that they didn't know exactly what they felt at any given moment, either.
Honestly, Susan? I don't know what to say to that. I do try to improve with each fic, or to tackle something different, but this was different. After so long without something new, I definitely viewed it differently, which might have something to do with it. I must say that so much of this was inspired by Yeats' poem - the something negative you mentioned, and the coldness and everything. I'd love to tell you the whole story behind the story, but I would be cut off here. I'd love to discuss the whole story, and the story behind the story, with you in further detail, so please don't hesitate to PM me ^_^
Every time you stop by, you rob me of the words to express my gratitude. I'm also running out of ways to say how much you and your reviews mean to me. I am eternally grateful and ever so thankful for everything... so thank you.