|Reviews for The Twilight TwentyFive|
| plainlyironic chapter 3 . 7/21/2010
I love your writing. You definitely succeeded in writing in Carlisle's point of view.
| iris dewdrop chapter 3 . 6/28/2010
I liked your drabbles with Edward and Alice. I think because they were written in 3rd person they were able to flow smoothly, like poetry. The same didn't happen with Carlisle for me. I think it's because it's written from his perspective- the use of 'I' was a bit jarring after reading the first two. Not that I don't like this piece overall- I do, I like how you set up Edward's early resentment and punishment toward Carlisle. I also think that because Carlisle's focus is on Edward, I feel like not a lot of Carlisle was upfront- that there are just tidbits of him in this drabble.
Want to reiterate, I really dig your style.
| depper57 chapter 3 . 10/24/2009
You succeeded with Carlisle wonderfully! Your detail always blows me over! Amazing!
| ohyoudo chapter 3 . 10/13/2009
"To change a child is to perform a monstrous deed."
"To change a child is merely to create a monster."
This whole exchange reminded me so much to Frankenstein, book I love and cherish.
You see Carlisle not getting it and Edward still, in spite of his gratitude, admiration and respect toward him, being resentful and looking at the big picture through his self deprecating eyes.
I loved it.
| Rochelle Allison chapter 3 . 10/12/2009
once again, you slay me.
good grief. this... is how it truly went down.
i'm not always incredibly interested in backstory per se (i find it interesting within the context of the story, in snippets) but this makes me want an entire cullen prequel type book. (this and amercnxidiot's edward/rose scenario).
seriously, this is brilliant.
| Raven Jadewolfe chapter 3 . 10/12/2009
I think you did a very good job of portraying Carlisle
| missmelly chapter 3 . 10/12/2009
Oh. So very beautiful and sad. Such poetic grief. Such ironic history. A man who is a child. A child who will never be a man. So circular and perfect.
| contreplongee chapter 1 . 9/30/2009
Your use of senses drives me a little insane, sometimes; I love it.
| missmelly chapter 2 . 9/30/2009
How could anyone think something this perfect was too short? It is just short enough. It is just long enough. It is just pretty enough. It is just frightening enough. I am in awe of what you express with an ecnomy of words. Brava!
| ohyoudo chapter 2 . 9/30/2009
I love your descriptions. And I'm utterly confused with the vision. Who does she see? Herself? Overabundance tells me it's someone she knows. I'm probably absolutely lost
| ohyoudo chapter 1 . 9/30/2009
For some reason this piece reminded me of Perfume:The Story of a Murderer. I love that movie, but I still need to read the book. What I mean is, it's creepy-ly beautiful or beautifully creepy. I'm still not sure
| Juliejuliejulie chapter 1 . 9/22/2009
Its so lovely to read something of yours in a different style than usual, but still marked with your flair for words and imagery.
I just finished If Love Could Light a Candle, and this is a great companion piece-both telling the story of Edward, when he was a blood drinker, prowling for monsters worse than he.
Great story. Can't wait to read the other 24!
| just recycling chapter 1 . 9/18/2009
This is really, really good. You definitely humanized Edward (if that's even possible, ha).
| Maximista chapter 1 . 9/18/2009
This is amazing! The descriptions in this alone, created such a dank and dark scenery that burned vividly in my mind. And not only that, but it felt like there were different paces to this story that went in tandem with the events. I felt the frenzied hunger, the tedium wait, the anticipation for what he'd been searching for...and then the end! When he looked down at her, it seemed like one big dramatic pause, in which time stops and the repercussions of his actions threatened to catch up to him. Again, amazing!
| missmelly chapter 1 . 9/15/2009
Whoa. I want Ars Moriendi so much, but this is the start of a wonderful story-I hope you will find time and energy to continue it. Your words are music to my stubborn soul.