|Reviews for Tropic of Virgo|
| vysed chapter 2 . 3/22/2009
Stumbled across your story at Twilighted and when I saw it had a link here, decided to give it a try... i hate reading at twilighted - the black and red fucks with my head! Anyway, I am loving this story so far and am excited to read what happens next!
| Sheeijan chapter 8 . 3/22/2009
Just found this story and I'm hooked. Obsessward is lovely, even if he does go Idiotward around Bella. As far as Bella goes, I love her mix of shyness and filthiness. The whole sign on her back thing was outrageously funny. And Edward blushed! Ha! She should get like 50 points for that alone.
Great job with this, really enjoying it.
| Blaze Sanders chapter 8 . 3/22/2009
I'm always amazing at the blog conversations you create. They're pure genius!
For me, A saturday wouldn't be complete without a pumpkin spice muffin and a whole lot of coffee.
| Lambently chapter 8 . 3/22/2009
This has quickly become one of my absolute favourites.
You describe the sensuality of making music better than I have read anywhere else. I think I might literally combust when Edward and Bella finally perform together...
Great story, wonderful writing!
| Dawn ofthe Dead chapter 8 . 3/22/2009
Just fuck, lady. First off,
TPL representin'! -gang sign-
That was a rockin' chapter! A3 rocks my socks! and the piano bench thing? Oh, so erotic. When they final sing together, it will so be teh sex.
| HeIsInMyDreams chapter 8 . 3/22/2009
Ace Chapter. Breakfast isn't a specific pre-planned thing for me, i'll eat whatever is in the house. Today i had a fry up after some liver killing last night :)
| EJ Santry chapter 8 . 3/22/2009
I love that you have gotten back to some great Ordinary_Girl and Debussy_88 banter. I love how they say everything without saying anything to each other. I am just curious who puts two and two together first.
Bella's soliloquy about the imaginary lover was brilliant.
Then the whole scene in the studio. Bella listening to the first session of the song was voyeuristic foreplay. Then, when she sat with Edward on the bench and leaned into him while he played and sang...that was one of the more erotic moments I have read in a while.
Finally, I loved the quick exchange between Alice and Edward about the festival entry. That, even though Bella didn't play an instrument or sang, she was part of that song.
| fee allemande chapter 8 . 3/22/2009
This story is amazing. Just discovered it a day or two ago via a mention on the Twlighted forums.
Your writing is incredible. Your descriptions are just perfect - visual, emotional, but not over the top. This has instantly made it's way to my top favorite Twilight Fanfics. I can't wait to read more.
As for Saturday morning breakfast...that's a whatever day. Leftovers from Friday night, usually, or if there are none, a bowl of cereal or a sandwich...something easy.
| jantanamo chapter 8 . 3/22/2009
Every time you have these characters play, I huff at the fact that they're not real and that I can't hear them. It helps that you pick the best, most eclectic, songs, as they all truly set the tone for the chapter.
But I really love how integral music is to this story, and to their budding relationship. That their progress they make with each other is mirrored by Bella's progress with the band. Ooh, and I'm looking forward to hearing more about this Blues festival and the role it plays in B&E's relationship - whether it be her debut, or his gesture to her, or something.
'I sat down on the floor before I spilled my coffee, or passed out from lack of oxygen, or took my clothes off, because I just wanted to be naked so that I could absorb that sound through every inch of my skin.'
'My heart soared at her quiet oath from the floor. Not only did she like it, she knew it. Now I needed to make her a part of it.'
As for breakfast, anything diner and greasy but I usually settle for my kid's leftover eggos.
| 1sw4nn chapter 8 . 3/22/2009
Saturday morning breakfast: white cheese, tomatoes, cucumbers and tea.
I loved this:
"“Fuck you. What’s my motivation?” Edward sounded tired.
“I don’t think she’s awake yet.” Emmett said."
"The vibrations ran up my vertebrae, over my shoulders, and echoed through my chest as if I was a radio tuned to his body."
Apparently they don't need to do anything else than sing for the room to go up in flames.
I am looking forward to read Edward taming Bella gently and Bella to addict him to her laughter.
And I adore the songs that are mentioned in this story.
Thanks for the update.
| Twogoods chapter 8 . 3/22/2009
Saturday morning breakfast: Chocolate chip pancakes with real whipped cream and homemade strawberry sauce.
God, you can crank out such lush depth in your chapters. Your words are an aphrodesiac for the soul. I think I can actually feel them and their texture if I try. This is in my top 3 favs right now, and have over 100 stories on alert lists. Like for real girl, you are mad talented.
| Bethelbelle chapter 2 . 3/22/2009
"Rain misted the window of my bedroom. I pulled open the sheer curtains to take in the view of my new antique truck. It wasn’t a mirage in the fog; Charlie, my dad, had bought me the most wonderful tank of a vehicle, full of nicks, scrapes and personality, and I still couldn’t believe it was mine. He’d turned to stone when I hugged him, but his face had blushed as red as mine"
I'm rereading your story already. This paragraph made me smile. I love how you communicate so much in so few words. Perfect.
| beate73 chapter 8 . 3/22/2009
Toast and tea. Then a cup of coffee to wake up.
| pippapear chapter 8 . 3/22/2009
More tension and yet sweetness amongst the bitter rebuttal they both feel..
I really love this story.
I am waiting for one of them to use the lyrics from the other or themselves and give the game away..
But even that would not be simple knowing these two..
Very good chapter again. you get the mood spot on with every chapter. & the narration and dialogue is never too much.
| MilitzaG chapter 8 . 3/22/2009
I'm usually at work on sat mornings but Ill have some fruit if I'm lucky
Your story entrances me and makes me want music and words to run thru my veins.
Have you heard of an author named Francesca Lia Block? Your writing reminds me a little of her, the way your characters describe things Shes one of my fav authors