|Reviews for A Touch Of Silence|
| Barricades-of-Heaven chapter 1 . 6/10/2010
A stunning contribution, so vibrant and alive with description and feeling, it came through the page and struck so many chords within my heart. That tightrope tension, when silence becomes more than silence but then cannot sustain itself - such complex emotions are difficult to capture in words, yet you did beautifully.
The Fix is the 1st S&H episode I ever watched, and I was immediately taken by the deep undertones. What does happen to a person after their soul is torn, when they are humiliated and robbed of everything they know? You help answer some of these questions here.
Wonderful - darkly poetic and amazing.
| Kreek chapter 1 . 4/22/2007
| atrish1 chapter 1 . 4/21/2007
Wow Karen this is terribly beautful. Really is some outstanding writing jammed into this lil bit of story. i could comment on so many above and beyond but these two sections are too wonderful not to be picked out for their haunting beauty:
1.A trickle of soda slipped out the side of his mouth, and I couldn't help but notice the shaky hand that raised up to wipe the drops away. With a shivering sigh, Hutch sat forward and set his bottle on the coffee table. Suddenly, right before my eyes, the grown man disappeared, replaced by the look of a timid child. He leaned heavily back dropping his head to rest against the couch, and placed both hands flat upon his thighs.
For a split-second, I could see his baby blue eyes reflecting innocents, the small part of him that remained untouched by Forest and his goons. Then those eyes danced with the light of a single birthday candle, while strands of bleach blond hair softly swept around the face of inexperience. Sadly, the baby-face had hardly had a chance to show itself, when it suddenly disappeared behind the tightly pressed lips, and the world-weary blue eyes of the more than experienced man.
into the bedroom, the room was dark, and the flickering lights from outside were splashing shadows on the walls. One of those shadows was my partner. He was standing near the open bedroom window and peering out into the night, his cheek resting against the pane. The bright cheery Hutch I'd seen days ago, had been melted down to a waxy candle stub, and I hardly could hold back a sob, but did. The wind gently plucked at his hair, and he pressed closer to the glass, shivering and trying not to slip down to his knees.
I didn't know how he still had enough strength left in him to remain on his feet. I silenced another whimper that wanted to escape my own throat. My best friend looked like a vulnerable wobbly legged lamb, and I was the bad shepherd who couldn't keep him safe. I knew he was mourning a lot of things. Jeannie. His innocence. Another piece of his soul, that had been taken by all the hurt, all the fear, and all the shit we have to go through in this job.
You know, I could highlight almost every word- wishing I had wrote it. I just think you are getting better and better my friend- it' unbelievable after so many stories that you could still bring something new and this wonderful.
Keep it up - I love it.
| Kirsty Welsh chapter 1 . 4/21/2007
Ah, this was touching, sweetie. Love it!
| Hutch-is-gorgeous chapter 1 . 4/20/2007
"The Fix" is my favorite episode but that isn't the only reason I adore this story. "A Touch of Silence" has so much emotion in it. This story and others is why for the 2006 Torino Awards I voted you best angst writer.