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themostepotente) wrote2010-02-14 12:04 pm
themostepotente) wrote2010-02-14 12:04 pm
Fic Rec: Nobody's Ever Died of a Broken Heart by frayach
[Crossposted from 4th February.]
Recs through the weekend! Kinkfest, HP, Supernatural, Merlin and Sherlock Holmes. My queue is full to bursting, I tell you. A lone rec tonight, but I really wanted to share this with you all.
Nobody’s Ever Died of a Broken Heart - Harry/Draco, Harry/OMC [R - warning for character death] byfrayach.
Every month I have a good cry. It's cleansing. It's therapeutic. It's… Don't give me that look. Believe me, it helps. LOL So, for about twenty minutes I just let the floodgates open. Now, it could be that this fic coincided with my monthly bawl, but I was so in sync with Fray's pov, that I was weepy for a full sixty minutes. I don't want to isolate anyone and say that you won't be able to empathise unless you've lost someone close. Sooner or later (and let's all hope it's later), we all lose someone we cherish. But after I read this, I thought, 'Wow, here's someone who really understands what the last two years of my life have been like.' Fray really has a way with words, and she has no trouble at all making them jump off the page, eloquently so.
Admittedly, this is not an easy fic to read. And as much as I'd have you believe I'm tough as nails, I do have chinks in my armour. Before you've even clicked the link, there's character death with Harry having to cope in the unhealthiest ways possible. He's pill addicted, works a shitty office job and has just about closed himself off to everyone except an engaging OC poet named Martin. Who is, by the way, perfect for Harry. Not so much as a replacement for Draco, but as a living, breathing coping mechanism. Maybe not at first, but he more than meets my approval by fic's end. And let me just stress here, for those of us that don't like long and involved scenes with OC lovers, this never ever stops being a Harry/Draco fic.
Let me share one of my favourites lines about Martin.
What he can’t explain to Martin or to anyone else in this magicless world is that no object is inert, no boundary impermeable. Even a man like Martin who works with rhymes for a living could never imagine that words can literally kill.
Throughout, there are bittersweet glimpses and rememberances of Draco, brought upon by both Muggle and magical uppers and downers. And slowly you begin to understand why Harry must hit rock bottom in order to climb his way up and out. It's a heartbreaking journey, but I found the ending wholly satisfying. Sure, I love dark fic, but I also appreciate that much needed light at the end of the tunnel.
This all sounds very depressing, I'm sure. Hey, I did say it was a difficult read, didn't I? I always seem to stress how important realism is for me. Ask me, and I'll tell you I think this fic came from the heart, came from the very life experiences that shape and define us. I saw quite a bit of myself in this fic. All of the stages of grief and despair and anger that take hold until we're strong enough to break free and let go, and cruel as that may seem, time does heal all wounds.
Up until now, I would have said that 'The Price We Pay for Wings' was my favourite of Fray's fics, but now I want to say it's this. It was very much worth the wait. HIGHLY, HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.
Enjoy all!
--P
Recs through the weekend! Kinkfest, HP, Supernatural, Merlin and Sherlock Holmes. My queue is full to bursting, I tell you. A lone rec tonight, but I really wanted to share this with you all.
Nobody’s Ever Died of a Broken Heart - Harry/Draco, Harry/OMC [R - warning for character death] by
frayach.Every month I have a good cry. It's cleansing. It's therapeutic. It's… Don't give me that look. Believe me, it helps. LOL So, for about twenty minutes I just let the floodgates open. Now, it could be that this fic coincided with my monthly bawl, but I was so in sync with Fray's pov, that I was weepy for a full sixty minutes. I don't want to isolate anyone and say that you won't be able to empathise unless you've lost someone close. Sooner or later (and let's all hope it's later), we all lose someone we cherish. But after I read this, I thought, 'Wow, here's someone who really understands what the last two years of my life have been like.' Fray really has a way with words, and she has no trouble at all making them jump off the page, eloquently so.
Admittedly, this is not an easy fic to read. And as much as I'd have you believe I'm tough as nails, I do have chinks in my armour. Before you've even clicked the link, there's character death with Harry having to cope in the unhealthiest ways possible. He's pill addicted, works a shitty office job and has just about closed himself off to everyone except an engaging OC poet named Martin. Who is, by the way, perfect for Harry. Not so much as a replacement for Draco, but as a living, breathing coping mechanism. Maybe not at first, but he more than meets my approval by fic's end. And let me just stress here, for those of us that don't like long and involved scenes with OC lovers, this never ever stops being a Harry/Draco fic.
Let me share one of my favourites lines about Martin.
What he can’t explain to Martin or to anyone else in this magicless world is that no object is inert, no boundary impermeable. Even a man like Martin who works with rhymes for a living could never imagine that words can literally kill.
Throughout, there are bittersweet glimpses and rememberances of Draco, brought upon by both Muggle and magical uppers and downers. And slowly you begin to understand why Harry must hit rock bottom in order to climb his way up and out. It's a heartbreaking journey, but I found the ending wholly satisfying. Sure, I love dark fic, but I also appreciate that much needed light at the end of the tunnel.
This all sounds very depressing, I'm sure. Hey, I did say it was a difficult read, didn't I? I always seem to stress how important realism is for me. Ask me, and I'll tell you I think this fic came from the heart, came from the very life experiences that shape and define us. I saw quite a bit of myself in this fic. All of the stages of grief and despair and anger that take hold until we're strong enough to break free and let go, and cruel as that may seem, time does heal all wounds.
Up until now, I would have said that 'The Price We Pay for Wings' was my favourite of Fray's fics, but now I want to say it's this. It was very much worth the wait. HIGHLY, HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.
Enjoy all!
--P