So I just finished a msn convo with my long estranged beta, R, yes, the ruthless, brutal one, and oh my god. He hasn't read my fics since before I delurked in Arashi fandom in...2008, and he told me he'd been skimming them recently, and he perfectly pinned down how I've been feeling about my writing for the past, uh, year, actually.
He said: "Rikke, your writing has improved, since."
I said: "Thank god."
He said: "Hey now. Your attention for details has gone up but also down, and I know that doesn't make sense to you at all right now, but that's okay. You'll understand. What really gets to me is, however, that your writing feels moody in a way it never was before. I don't know if you've been heartbroken since, or if you've fallen in love, or if you've lost someone, but your words are moody."
And okay, that wasn't really what I was expecting. I don't know what I was expecting, but that certainly wasn't it, and it just leaves me a bit off kilter, because I haven't actually really spoken to him since he moved and got a new job and a wife and stuff, and then he just comes waltzing in from the left and words how I've felt about my fics.
They are moody. I don't know why I never pinpointed that myself, it's not like I don't spend a lot of time thinking about my fics, but, uh.Anyway, topic change
, I don't care if you're not in Glee fandom, if you don't ship Klaine in the slightest, but THIS IS THE GREATEST FIC OF ALL TIME
. Beats every single fic in any fandom out of the water by a mile. I'm still completely mindblown and I'm trying to word a comment that will accurately tell the author just how much I love this fic without sounding like a complete moron. Go read it and shower the author in love and rainbows. Make that Klainebows.
I'll go take care of horsy and then I'll be back to do something vaguely fic-ish. The suspense is killing you HUH.