Prosfic - Never The Words They Say

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Well, happy Boxing Day - I hope everyone's full of goodness and glee after yesterday, and enjoying themselves still. Here's another story from me, should sorting out all that wrapping paper start to pall *g*

Never The Words They Say


Title: Never The Words They Say
Author: Slantedlight
Slash or Gen: Slash
Archive at ProsLib/Circuit/Hatstand: Certainly, if wanted!
Disclaimer: Bodie, Doyle and the CI5 universe do not belong to me, and I certainly don't make any money out of them. I'm just borrowing them to play with over the long cold winter...

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

Everyone above has summed up this story perfectly! This was a lovely read and such a treat when on opening the link I saw the little scroll bar to the right get smaller and smaller indicating a long story from you, just what I wanted for Christmas!

You have such a lovely eye for details and practicalities – ‘The trivet, a pair of firedogs, and assorted ancient pokers’ – all these things make your fic so believable, ground it in realism, as a reader I so appreciate all your research!

Words sparkle, like about the pints – ‘decently drawn and darkly promising’.

And – ‘he passed his gaze down the hillocks and hollows that were the rest of Doyle’

It’s an art form to get words so visual, you do this so well.

Also humorous – ‘“Deign to sit? It’s getting you on your feet that’s the problem,” Doyle retorted, and Bodie acknowledged a fair hit with a nod of his head and a smirk.’

And another fave: ‘But Bodie grinned back as he spoke, purely because he couldn’t help it, there was no resisting Doyle in this soft mood.

“Sod off.” Doyle turned back to the window, gazed some more.’

I like the contrast between ‘Doyle in this soft mood’ and then Doyle’s first words after that!

Great storyline and characters as well, I echo those above and hope you revisit that village!

MB x

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Hee - definitely my longest so far! They do seem to be getting longer and longer, but then of course they take longer to write too... But it's fun, and I'm not at all getting bored with them yet, which I thought I might... I mean, how many different ways can they have first time? Actually, it turns out, lots... *g*

‘The trivet, a pair of firedogs, and assorted ancient pokers’ – all these things make your fic so believable, ground it in realism, as a reader I so appreciate all your research
I'd love to say yes, thank you, spent much time on research... but in this case the details are mostly due simply to leading a so-far longish and cluttered life... *g* And having to set that bloody fire every morning when we first moved to the Isle of Man... grrr...

Glad you liked it hon, thank you!