Reviews by Viv

Celeborn and Galadriel Speak...sort-of · Tue Aug 16, 2005 2:59 pm

Is this all mystical elven mindspeaking? I can so see the Lord and Lady using their special powers to bicker in the most private way. lol. Hilarious and adorably elven. And what was that about Feanor...? hee.

Frodo's Dreme · Wed Jul 13, 2005 6:39 pm

That was such a nice touch, the last line, bringing it full-circle. I very much enjoyed this peek into Frodo's mind. When is this story set? It'd almost have to be pre-LoTR, right? Are there other Frodo-world stories? (And if not, do you, ahem, plan to write any more? Wink smiley face

) Thanks for the lovely early evening smut biscuit!

Summer Reruns (Drabble) · Tue Jun 28, 2005 10:49 pm

What a kick-ass crossover! I dig. Smile smiley face

Guess who's comin' for dinner · Tue Jun 28, 2005 2:50 pm

"It appeared that she was suddenly cold on this sweltering Georgia July afternoon."

Nipples? Precious innuendo there.

And Finrod with no shirt, a warm-honey drawl, and a kick-ass muscle car? Get out of my fantasies! Go on, now.

Pearl of Great Price · Mon Jun 27, 2005 11:22 pm

"...the unmistakable bouquet of horse and unwashed soldier."

Dirty Boromir is *good* Boromir. Rawr.

I'm wowed by the silky flow of this narrative. It just slides me along, without pushing or pulling or making me wince. Scene invades scene moves to scene.

The only lingering question I had at the end was: Whose procession was that? Was the point that Faramir took on significant state responsbilities? Or will this be explained later in the narrative?

Athrabeth · Mon Jun 27, 2005 10:56 pm

Usually I get all nervous when I see pronouns with unclear referents. However, this one is poetry: "She lay open to the ravages of time, of weather and of men." Is "she" the land, or Arwen? Or both? The text doesn't come right out and say it, but some fancy grammar choices indicate some monster subtext.

And I'm such a sucker for this moment; I always wished Tolkien had written it, and then felt relief that he hadn't, because I always supposed that he wouldn't have written it with the delicious ache that should be there. He wasn't exactly a personal writer. But you've done the scene justice.

My Eyes! My Eyes! · Mon Jun 27, 2005 10:42 pm

All Size jokes aside (and yes, defensive feathers were ruffled! Would attend pissing contest involving Glorfindel and King of Gondor any day), this was typical Al drabble: charming, evocative, and really funny. Thanks Smile smiley face

Payback · Wed Jun 01, 2005 7:03 pm

No way this is the last installment! Revenge! And somehow Glorfindel needs to get involved, now that he has been dissed. Hee.

Silence · Fri May 27, 2005 5:21 pm

"He is like sand slipping through my fingers" ... That line, like the whole of that food-break-at-the-forge scene, is simple, almost clinical, but gut-wrenching (maybe because it is so stark?). Nerdanel does not go on and on about her feelings, her suffering. She just tells us what things look like, how things are: the facts. But we can see what those facts have led her to, how circumstances have muddled her marriage as well as her world and her fate.

"Deafening silence now the sole companion of my soul." You know, I had always thought Nerdanel the deeper tragedy of Feanor's whole little hissy fit, but you've given her *such* resonance. This story should be required reading in the fandom. Just beautiful.

Paradox of the Fourth Age · Wed May 25, 2005 6:28 pm

Yay, I'm so glad you're posting this! There's so much more than romance in this story, but the romantic relationships are strong as well. I like the structural decisions you've made (with flashbacks n stuff). Plus, Elrohir is hawt. Wink smiley face

More, please. hee.

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