October 25th, 2011 at 05:16am
I don't know anything about Green Day at all, I'm not really a fan so this should be interesting. I don't read band-fics at all so this is definitely something new. Your summary was short and sharp and I must say, it was quite captivating. It made me want to know why Billie Joe was depressed and how he copes with the repercussions of his deep depression and the impact of it all, on him and the others around him.
I really liked how you started off the story, with the fantastic descriptions of the bench and the marble fountains. I could definitely visualise it and they definitely flow with a nice ease, you have a talent for imagery. You could feel Billie Joe's loneliness radiating off him at how he muses over his life and stuff, and without explicitly stating it, you can definitely tell he doesn't cope with fame very well.
After taking some time to gather my thoughts I stood up and turned around to face the bustling city in the distance, full of light and life even at this time of night.
I think there should be a comma in between thoughts and the word 'I', because without a comma, it sounds too fast paced, y'know?
Anyway, I like it. You manage to have that really personal touch to the story, as if it's a diary or something and it just seems all nitty and gritty and real. I like it! The only thing though, I'm sure about the usage of first person. Maybe it's just me but Billie Joe seems so serious and you don't use any contractions or anything, and I don't know, it would suit third person since third person is usually more formal than first person to me.
You seem to be a pretty good writer and I wish you luck :)
Also, I love the title. It's so fitting!