Yes, so, my evil, evil, evil friend sent me a link to to this fic at 10:30 pm last night. I look at it. Part 1 of 50. I e-mail her back and call her evil. Then I start reading. I read. And then I read some more. And then it's 4 am and I'm cursing myself because y'know...work. And then I force myself to stop at part 40(!) And then I sleep for four hours and then I call in sick (thank heavens I did not have anything major going on at work and was planning to work this weekend anyway so the guilt is minor) and then I finish this.
So...I am trying to parse from the fifty parts (plus prologue) the wonderful things to say but there are just so many. The quality sustained in this amazing fic. I'm so, so, so happy that I somehow didn't know about it until it was done because what a treat it was to have it there complete and awesome. The boys characterized so perfectly. The OC's who felt real and vivid and you cared about. The blend of humor and angst. The fact that you made the angst and the tears and the fears realistic between two guys. The gut wrenching way you portrayed Tarsus and how Jim emerged from it. The fair way you dealt with Winona. Jim's combat kids. Oh, I loved this.
What a major, wonderful, enchanting accomplishment.
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So...I am trying to parse from the fifty parts (plus prologue) the wonderful things to say but there are just so many. The quality sustained in this amazing fic. I'm so, so, so happy that I somehow didn't know about it until it was done because what a treat it was to have it there complete and awesome. The boys characterized so perfectly. The OC's who felt real and vivid and you cared about. The blend of humor and angst. The fact that you made the angst and the tears and the fears realistic between two guys. The gut wrenching way you portrayed Tarsus and how Jim emerged from it. The fair way you dealt with Winona. Jim's combat kids. Oh, I loved this.
What a major, wonderful, enchanting accomplishment.