July 7th, 2016 at 07:26am
Hey, here as the new judge for the "Do Whatever You Want" contest!
Oh I really like the emotion and description in this. You really helped me get into his mind as he spotted her and the emotion and feelings that came afterwards made me anticipate that they might connect eyes or something and then we'd get some anxiety or sadness, but we get neither, rather he decides to be brave and go over to her. The fact that he had trouble walking over to her really emphasised how difficult it was going to be, of how he might not actually want to go and talk to her but he also does so he's battling with that conflict when he, as you put it, "was able to understand the concept of walking again".
You build up for a meet and I'm thinking we're going to get that, this is it, and then we get the twist that no, it's not her, and his hopes deflate at the same rate as mine. No cute connection, no confrontation, nothing like that - and yet it's perfect. Having it be her would have shattered the emotion, of everything he had built up in the walk over to her. Also it was cyclic! I absolutely love that about stories. It starts and ends with him with drugs and that was a perfect way to round off this piece.
This was really good. I love the simplicity of the scene that's just chalked full of your imagery and descriptions. Such a great read.
Oh I really like the emotion and description in this. You really helped me get into his mind as he spotted her and the emotion and feelings that came afterwards made me anticipate that they might connect eyes or something and then we'd get some anxiety or sadness, but we get neither, rather he decides to be brave and go over to her. The fact that he had trouble walking over to her really emphasised how difficult it was going to be, of how he might not actually want to go and talk to her but he also does so he's battling with that conflict when he, as you put it, "was able to understand the concept of walking again".
You build up for a meet and I'm thinking we're going to get that, this is it, and then we get the twist that no, it's not her, and his hopes deflate at the same rate as mine. No cute connection, no confrontation, nothing like that - and yet it's perfect. Having it be her would have shattered the emotion, of everything he had built up in the walk over to her. Also it was cyclic! I absolutely love that about stories. It starts and ends with him with drugs and that was a perfect way to round off this piece.
This was really good. I love the simplicity of the scene that's just chalked full of your imagery and descriptions. Such a great read.