Wishbone - Comments

This is just written so beautifully that it's incredible.

All of the images you use are so clear and poetic. Really, the whole thing has a graceful, poetic vibe to it. "He was a walking lyric," is probably my favorite line. This short piece is loaded with things that people identify with, and the "walking lyric" phrase definitely hits me.

The last line is hauntingly beautiful. You may have cried when you wrote it, but I was near tears reading it.

You did a fantastic job at capturing emotion in this. I'm in awe.

xxx Bee

um YES THIS IS GREAT

can i just comment again about that last line OMFG it has STUCK WITH ME i keep thinking about and that's GOOD i can't get it out of my head at all and jesus christ "if you were an abstract entity, you would be the new york times best seller list" can i just quote that back to you because of how fucking true it is about you in like a few years time im going to be at chapters or like barnes and noble and where they have like 50 shades on sale in this huge display is going to be something you wrote with your name splat in the middle and im going to be like I TALKED TO HER ON MIBBA and i'll probably cry and scream in this big heap of i knew it's on the floor of chapters what im trying to say is that i love this and i love you

THIS IS PERFECT. I just. OY.
i snapped you in half like a wishbone.
please update soon, oh god.

"angel kiss freckles" oh god THAT LINE

this is wonderful, you've managed to bring out so many little subtleties it's made me all shivery, and um i feel like a fool for correcting you but instead of "shined" in reference to his eyes, perhaps shone would be better?

I love the run-on sentences. It really makes the piece. My favourite line was "But it was the thrill of the heartache that kept us panting." That's really breautiful line. There's something about the style you wrote it in that really captured me.

I whispered in your broken ear that you were the reason I first believed in love; now you’re the reason I don’t. what the fuck how am i supposed to handle your writing i'm just sitting here drinking in every single word wishing that it was my own and i loved the description of the boy and his cherry hair and angel kiss freckles

i highlighted that second last sentence to tell you how just GUFFAWED i as but then i finished it THAT WHOLE LAST PARAGRAPH JESUS JUST GUFFAWED
i know no other emotions other than flabberghasted awed amazed stunned and guffawed (hope im using that word correctly, ignore if im not)
And then the guillotine fell and with an arsenal of pretty words I snapped you in half like a wishbone, your name still bitter on the tip of my tongue. i just want to permanently keep that in my brain forever because you have such a way with words and you'll never know how jealous i am of you