Double wow. Somehow, when you write from Clare's perspective, your prose becomes even more dazzling, picking up energy as it hurtles along. There are so many sentences that gleam like a wet Sussex road in the morning sun. Sublime writing.
How seamlessly Brian is led from one allegiance to the next. I like the way you give the reader a pause after the drama of the last chapter. Clare trying to adjust herself to her new reality, Brian playing the ultimate supporting actor. You lead us into thinking it's going to be a "going through the motions" day until real, physical life intrudes. And so we wait for next week in a state of pleasant uncertainty, not really knowing what we want to happen next, only that we need to know.
Aaaaargh, I felt sick as soon as she got back in the car, Jesus, poor Clare. Also, I know I’ve said this before, but I really don’t think I’ve ever read anything that so clearly forms a perfect image of the unfolding in my mind.
Takes this reader by the throat and holds her there.
Oh, wow, wow, wow! Eleanor, you sure know how to escalate and bring tension!! I remain in awe and grateful to have found you and your writing.
Incredibly immersive, Eleanor. Can't wait to read how this ends.
Double wow. Somehow, when you write from Clare's perspective, your prose becomes even more dazzling, picking up energy as it hurtles along. There are so many sentences that gleam like a wet Sussex road in the morning sun. Sublime writing.
Wow. I feel like I didn't just read that, I watched and felt it.
Thanks for restack, Tim.
How seamlessly Brian is led from one allegiance to the next. I like the way you give the reader a pause after the drama of the last chapter. Clare trying to adjust herself to her new reality, Brian playing the ultimate supporting actor. You lead us into thinking it's going to be a "going through the motions" day until real, physical life intrudes. And so we wait for next week in a state of pleasant uncertainty, not really knowing what we want to happen next, only that we need to know.
Powerful language, especially the last paragraph…
Aaaaargh, I felt sick as soon as she got back in the car, Jesus, poor Clare. Also, I know I’ve said this before, but I really don’t think I’ve ever read anything that so clearly forms a perfect image of the unfolding in my mind.
Thanks for the restack 🙏🏻
Glued to every word till the end.
Riveting. Quite something to wake up to on a Sunday morning.