January 29th, 2011 at 04:04pm
I love the description, the way the notes flood into her mind. I could almost feel her focus, it was amazing.
She must’ve got up early , Ron thought.
That should be "gotten" instead of "got." I like this because it shows how routine this day has become for the both of them. She was expected to be at the piano every Sunday.
Ron caught her hand and bought it to his cheek, “I like to watch you play. It’s beautiful.”
Bought or brought? I'm thinking the latter. In a way it feels very unfinished. Like there's so much more to their relationship that we can't see. If you were ever to extend this, it would make for a brilliant chaptered story.
Overall, really great job.
As many others have said, your description is wonderful. I love that way you put little twists on some of those old clichéd phrases, such as "one could say a bomb could go off and she wouldn’t hear it." You take the perspective of a normal person who seems to be looking over Caramel at that line, and, as a reader, I found it very personal, like we were watching her directly, and like the sight we were seeing was something poised and precious in the moments you show us.
I also adore your choice of vocabulary. In particular, your use of verbs was really interesting; some of the words you use were completely original and inventive, but worked so well in context and was beautiful to read. One of my favourite examples of this was "she took little breaths as her hands whispered themselves across the board." Just the word "whispered" adds a sense of delicacy and fragility to Caramel, and it's such a lovely thing to imagine, how graceful her playing must be and therefore how lovely it must sound. Another example I liked was "her heart sputtered against the heavy treatment." The onomatapoeia of "sputtered" is lovely, and so easy to imagine.
It really is a wonderful story.