I'm just in love with the way that you convey an entire emotional state, an entire relationship between them in such brief, almost incidental ways. In a few sentences you convey what takes others books, and you do it so that it doesn't even seem as though it's your driving point. You don't drive to the point like a hammer to a chisel; instead, you show us the asthetic value of the scene, and, as we're caught up, somehow the point finds its way through, sliding through cracks like gentle mist through the bottom of a door, seeping in until the room is filled with it before you even noticed it was there.
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Date: 2003-04-25 08:36 am (UTC)I'm just in love with the way that you convey an entire emotional state, an entire relationship between them in such brief, almost incidental ways. In a few sentences you convey what takes others books, and you do it so that it doesn't even seem as though it's your driving point. You don't drive to the point like a hammer to a chisel; instead, you show us the asthetic value of the scene, and, as we're caught up, somehow the point finds its way through, sliding through cracks like gentle mist through the bottom of a door, seeping in until the room is filled with it before you even noticed it was there.
It's remarkable, really. I'm in awe.