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angelgazing) wrote2005-05-06 01:24 am
angelgazing) wrote2005-05-06 01:24 am
hmmm
Someone reviewed The Unfortunate Truth over at skyehawke.
They reviewed with: Harry pisses me off a bit but i liked it
So... So, now I've got a question--because these things bug me when I'm writing and I'm a freak of nature or something--and if you all could give me your thoughts it'd be fantastic.
Do I always make Harry unlikable or unaccessible? Because I'm pretty sure I do, but I don't know how to fix it. Granted, in The Unfortunate Truth he was supposed to piss you off a little bit, that's his role, when you're going at the story through Draco's eyes. Same with And We Are At Our Apogee, really, Harry is unaccessible because that's the only way Draco can see him, because you're looking at him through Draco.
So, is my problem maybe with Draco? And why can I not write from Harry's POV to save my life?
God, you all need to kick my arse out of this fandom.
He laughs for real then, still sharp, hard and bitter. "Of course you aren't." Potter's eyes are dark—not green in this place where fire has stolen all the colour—black as the windows are now, as the rumbling sky outside. The candle flames flicker maddeningly in the reflection on his skin. "You're just here for my protection and want to pretend like the entire time I've known you didn't happen."
There's a silver chain, thin as a hair and more fragile than glass, woven around Draco's knuckles. He doesn't clench his fist tighter, because that is his protection.
"Not," he says, raising his shoulder and letting it fall, "all of it." Draco leans forward like he's got a secret worth sharing and Potter's almost on the other side of everything, so Draco isn't actually getting any closer, but he feels like pretending. "You can remember Halloween if you like," he whispers like he hasn't already played all of his cards.
(It'll be Christmas in their new religion. It'll be the big holiday, the real celebration. Not His birth, but close enough, the day they'll take to celebrate His life. They already read His story that night, surrounded by a circle of candy wrappers.)
See? I need kicked out. Also, one day I will relearn to write without brackets. Really. I swear. ::sighs::
They reviewed with: Harry pisses me off a bit but i liked it
So... So, now I've got a question--because these things bug me when I'm writing and I'm a freak of nature or something--and if you all could give me your thoughts it'd be fantastic.
Do I always make Harry unlikable or unaccessible? Because I'm pretty sure I do, but I don't know how to fix it. Granted, in The Unfortunate Truth he was supposed to piss you off a little bit, that's his role, when you're going at the story through Draco's eyes. Same with And We Are At Our Apogee, really, Harry is unaccessible because that's the only way Draco can see him, because you're looking at him through Draco.
So, is my problem maybe with Draco? And why can I not write from Harry's POV to save my life?
God, you all need to kick my arse out of this fandom.
He laughs for real then, still sharp, hard and bitter. "Of course you aren't." Potter's eyes are dark—not green in this place where fire has stolen all the colour—black as the windows are now, as the rumbling sky outside. The candle flames flicker maddeningly in the reflection on his skin. "You're just here for my protection and want to pretend like the entire time I've known you didn't happen."
There's a silver chain, thin as a hair and more fragile than glass, woven around Draco's knuckles. He doesn't clench his fist tighter, because that is his protection.
"Not," he says, raising his shoulder and letting it fall, "all of it." Draco leans forward like he's got a secret worth sharing and Potter's almost on the other side of everything, so Draco isn't actually getting any closer, but he feels like pretending. "You can remember Halloween if you like," he whispers like he hasn't already played all of his cards.
(It'll be Christmas in their new religion. It'll be the big holiday, the real celebration. Not His birth, but close enough, the day they'll take to celebrate His life. They already read His story that night, surrounded by a circle of candy wrappers.)
See? I need kicked out. Also, one day I will relearn to write without brackets. Really. I swear. ::sighs::
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