How dare this not have any comments yet! :omfg: But still yay for shameless pimping :tehe:
Ahh, so now we have the perspective of the writer herself. How you managed to successfully write 8 KTFs and still have me utterly interested will always elude me. Unless I just accept you pwn at this. Anyway...
This was all too real. It got too close to her heart. Having to write such hard feelings down, knowing they were real, not fictional at all, drew her to crying time and time again.
This all feels very real to me, especially because it feels like it's been written completely from your own perspective, even if it is in 3rd person. It somehow feels a little less poetic, if that's the right word, but that also gives it another dose of realism, which is great, because it fits the character of this story perfectly. It's like we're following the writer's thoughts, as they come, when they come.
Maybe she should just leave it and let Isa take care of the rest of the book, without having to wait for her story to be done. She threw her pencil across the room, ending the writing with the anger-fueled gesture.
No, she told herself, no. You want to them to know. This might be your only chance.
This was a nicely written internal battle. Feeling like it's selfish to make Isa wait, but at the same time, knowing that she can do it, knowing that this would be the perfect time to tell them everything she felt about them, how much they meant to her.
Whatever people told her, whenever they brought her ideas, opinions, beliefs and loves down, she stood up fucking tall and raised above all the people trying to bring her down.
I loved this section. To me, it feels like you've summarised everything about what keeping the faith is--simply that. Not crumbling under the pressure of other people's thought about them, not agreeing with other's taunts about them, but just remaining true to what you felt, what you still feel about them.
Her head tended to fuck up everything. If it took over her system, she was doomed to break down in tears and hate everything she did.
Whenever the heart ruled, which was most of the time, she could feel okay with everything. Whenever the heart ruled, it was all My Chemical Romance she breathed. Whenever the heart ruled, she could smile and mean it.
This was very well written, comparing the head and heart, and how the heart was all you should ever listen to at times like this. The "it was all My Chemical Romance she breathed" was astoundingly perfect.
She had desperately tried to get it all forced into a story, but she now realized she couldn’t. What they had done for her was unbelievably surreal.
This links so well with the head/heart section. As you explained the surreality of it, it links logically top the idea that the head screws it up, because it surpasses the hea'ds crude forms of logic, and only can truly be understood and communicated with the intricate emotions of the heart and soul.
The section of thanks was so powerful, how you portrayed everyone and everything involved in the KTF series, and who they were writing for, what they had done. It was so emotive, even for something as simple as a thank you.
They used their art to give their heart to their saviours.
Suchaperfectline. Again, summing up KTF as a whole, so perfectly, so finitely. And, as if to parallel that:
KEEP THE FAITH.
You’ll never be alone. We love you.
Such a nice message to the band; something she'd been working on the whole time, and that's all she would ever need to say to them to make them believe it. To see she means it.
This one felt so personal, it was great to read. As always :arms:
But still yay for shameless pimping :tehe:
Ahh, so now we have the perspective of the writer herself. How you managed to successfully write 8 KTFs and still have me utterly interested will always elude me. Unless I just accept you pwn at this. Anyway...
This was all too real. It got too close to her heart. Having to write such hard feelings down, knowing they were real, not fictional at all, drew her to crying time and time again.
This all feels very real to me, especially because it feels like it's been written completely from your own perspective, even if it is in 3rd person. It somehow feels a little less poetic, if that's the right word, but that also gives it another dose of realism, which is great, because it fits the character of this story perfectly. It's like we're following the writer's thoughts, as they come, when they come.
Maybe she should just leave it and let Isa take care of the rest of the book, without having to wait for her story to be done. She threw her pencil across the room, ending the writing with the anger-fueled gesture.
No, she told herself, no. You want to them to know. This might be your only chance.
This was a nicely written internal battle. Feeling like it's selfish to make Isa wait, but at the same time, knowing that she can do it, knowing that this would be the perfect time to tell them everything she felt about them, how much they meant to her.
Whatever people told her, whenever they brought her ideas, opinions, beliefs and loves down, she stood up fucking tall and raised above all the people trying to bring her down.
I loved this section. To me, it feels like you've summarised everything about what keeping the faith is--simply that. Not crumbling under the pressure of other people's thought about them, not agreeing with other's taunts about them, but just remaining true to what you felt, what you still feel about them.
Her head tended to fuck up everything. If it took over her system, she was doomed to break down in tears and hate everything she did.
Whenever the heart ruled, which was most of the time, she could feel okay with everything.
Whenever the heart ruled, it was all My Chemical Romance she breathed.
Whenever the heart ruled, she could smile and mean it.
This was very well written, comparing the head and heart, and how the heart was all you should ever listen to at times like this. The "it was all My Chemical Romance she breathed" was astoundingly perfect.
She had desperately tried to get it all forced into a story, but she now realized she couldn’t.
What they had done for her was unbelievably surreal.
This links so well with the head/heart section. As you explained the surreality of it, it links logically top the idea that the head screws it up, because it surpasses the hea'ds crude forms of logic, and only can truly be understood and communicated with the intricate emotions of the heart and soul.
The section of thanks was so powerful, how you portrayed everyone and everything involved in the KTF series, and who they were writing for, what they had done. It was so emotive, even for something as simple as a thank you.
They used their art to give their heart to their saviours.
Suchaperfectline. Again, summing up KTF as a whole, so perfectly, so finitely. And, as if to parallel that:
KEEP THE FAITH.
You’ll never be alone. We love you.
Such a nice message to the band; something she'd been working on the whole time, and that's all she would ever need to say to them to make them believe it. To see she means it.
This one felt so personal, it was great to read. As always :arms: