Date: 21 Feb 2009 9:01 pm Title: Chapter 1
Awww. That was very emotional and touching. I love reading from Angela's POV because she's so genuine. And Bella's pain felt so real... I felt for her here. I liked that ;) Another piece to prove you're worth Ish =)
Author's Response: Thank you! I love writing Angela because I don't have to think of ways for her to be ostentatious or playing games. Thanks for thinking that Bella's pain felt so real. Thank you again.
Date: 21 Feb 2009 5:42 pm Title: Chapter 1
Wow...just wow! My review will pale in comparison to how much I really love this!
The song choice is perfect: nostalgic, a classic, endearing. Though, for our Bella, a heart-breaking and painful reminder of love and promises past and shattered.
And Angela. What a wonderful friend. Her compassion moves me to tears. Her prayer at the end is simply put, perfect: strength is normally what so many of us need anyways; bless Angela for being so insightful.
Again--always, thank you for sharing!
Author's Response: Thank you so much! Reviews that start that way make me choked up a bit. That song's always been my favorite because for a while, I didn't want to be home for Christmas or I wanted to be in a place that felt more like home than my actual house. I've had a lot of depression issues, so I feel uncomfortable a lot in my own home for various reasons, mostly in my head. And, of course, when I was a missionary and we had our Christmas dinner for all of us, the entertainment sang that as the closing number and I bawled because I was away from friends and family for 18 months. Anway, back to the review. Yes, that's exactly why I chose it for that--the reminder of what she's lost. I've always loved Angela, but her being, as Jess puts it in this fic, the last of the holdouts, only solidified it. Thank you for your support.
Date: 21 Feb 2009 6:43 am Title: Chapter 1
I am literally tearing up. Beautiful job, Ish! :)
I just adore the idea of the simple prayer that Angela carries in her heart for Bella. Completely and totally true to her character. :)
And I'll never think of White Christmas the same way again. :)
Author's Response: Thanks so much! I love literal tear-ups almost as much as listening to people get choked up while reading. The prayer was based on something a friend of mine said to me when I was a senior. We'd been friends since my junior year and about halfway through February of my senior year, she started writing me letters once a week to just kind of make sure I was being taken care of. We never told anyone about it, but I'd get a letter from her in my locker on Monday or Tuesday and I'd write her one back by Friday and give it to her in English class. It was probably the best reason I could think of that I actually survived all of the stress and clinical depression that I had going on right then. She told me in one of the letters that she didn't expect me to get peace, but she asked the Lord to give me enough strength to make it through. Anyway, that's my Angela and how that line was inspired. LOL, and good that I've corrupted your idea of "White Christmas." Of course, I can't sing White Christmas without thinking of my "Green Christmas," written when I was sweltering through 90-degree weather on Christmas Eve in the San Fernando Valley--I'm dreaming of a green Christmas/it's nothing like the ones I know/with the palm trees swaying/rap music playing/and not a single inch of snow/I'm dreaming of a green Christmas/with every door I knock tonight/may your days be merry and bright/and may all YOUR Christmases be white."