TITLE: Through Everything
Author: Emily
OVERALL IMPRESSION:
Death is always an uncomfortable, difficult subject to either write about, or read. And, your story has captured one of the most dreaded moments in any married person's life; dealing with the death of one's mate. Your view point, however, told through the eyes of Elizabeth, gave this story just the perspective it needed to keep it from being maudlin. Elizabeth's view point, that of a close friend, gave it the poignancy it deserved, yet minimized the morbidity of the actual subject matter.
Your opening:
The funeral had been over for eight days, but....I - I was still sleeping in the guest bedroom, washing dishes in a kitchen that wasn't mine, trying to explain to an infant who didn't belong to me that her mother wasn't coming back....
injected into this story a brisk practicality, that was like a breath of fresh air in the stuffy room of grief.
SUGGESTIONS:
I didn't notice but one spelling/grammar error. 'All right' is two words.
However, I did notice a couple of places that were a little murky to me.
I stumbled, *half-blind, into her room..
*I would suggest changing this to 'still half-asleep,' or 'groggily,' "half-blind," makes me wonder what half-blinded her.
*Intuitively, my hand flew to my heart *this word doesn't make sense to me. Maybe instinctively, or startled, might be a better word choice.
WHAT I LIKED BEST:
I liked your ending best:
I don't know how long we sat there in that dark hallway, holding hands, crying. It didn't matter how long. My whole body was empty; void. When the tears ran out, he turned to look at me, reaffirming my faith that he knew.
Through everything, precious friend. Through everything.
By those last lines, you elevated this sad story to one of hope and of a brighter day ahead. It left me with a warm, fuzzy feeling inside. And, after all, isn't that what great story-telling is all about.
JUST MY OPINION:
Even sad stories, if told with dignity and grace, can be an enjoyable read. And your's, I found heart-touching in the Nth degree.
Now where did I put my tissues?
From the tip of our pens come miracles
that touch other men's souls...Haley Frances
** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
|