A bullet. A gun. A game. And Reno thinks about exactly what his partner is there for. One shot.
- Wow, this is utterly fantastic! You set the mood wonderfully, and the whole fic comes across raw, gritty, and brutal. I've seen people try to glamorize the Turks, and it ain't pretty--this is a great piece of tellin' it how it is. Love your style!
The only thing I can think of to criticize is the paragraph lengths. This story has a bunch of very short, choppy paragraphs, which does add to the gritty atmosphere, but it might tighten up the piece to consolidate a few of them into longer paragraphs. A short, one-sentence paragraph has serious impact, but if too many of them happen in a row, they start to lose that pound-the-point-home feeling.
- I read this a little while back on LJ and I'm not sure if I left a comment, so I'll do so now.
I really liked this story. It's nice to read something that is to do with Reno that doesn't have him jumping in bed with someone, not that I'm against those fics XD
Very well written,a good subject and nicely handled. Kudos to you.
- All right, so, I was cleaning my room and found this story and started to read the first few lines, just from curiousity. And now, ten minutes later, I'm sitting on the floor in front of my computer because my chair is way the hell over there, and your story utterly captivated me to a point where I really didn't care.
And that was a really long sentence. Sorry.
What I'm trying to say is that I was so drawn in by your characterization and wordplay that I didn't even realize how uncomfortable I was in my position. You captured everything perfectly and vividly. Excellent, excellent job.
...and sorry about my lame review. I'm not so great at them.