Inside my head there is much wailing and gnashing of teeth happening.
It's a WIP! A WIP!
Dancing on Glass is a heart-rending, emotionally involving WIP! I just want to jump and down, just stamp my foot in impatience, because, *damn* I want to know what happens. If you're going to write a fic with wonderful characterisation, with such an involving storyline, something so entrancing that I find myself reading it as much as possible, that I find myself sitting outside and *talking* to the print-outs in my hand*, I think you really should finish it.
So. Damn. Good.
*sigh*
(I'm a little amused that I know there's three SN hospital WIPs floating around (ie. that feature someone visiting a loved one in hospital). There's this one that just *broke* my *heart* (and made me *enjoy* it); there's Celli's, which is floating around in the back of my mind; and there's mine, even though the longfic hasn't got anywhere near a hospital yet. People always say things happen in threes.)
*sigh again*
It's just... I don't get too emotionally involved in fics. Really, fics that have touched me like this? Wendi's last Mxy fic (SV AU), Lanning Cook's "Being an anchor" SN fic (yes, I love the Identical Series, but it didn't hit me with the same emotional impact), and... Jenn's "Handful of Dust" (otherwise known as The Fic That Scarred Me For Life *g*).
Off the top of my head, those are the fics that made me emotionally clench up with tension. There have probably been others in between, but I can't recall them right now. I don't invest that much, I don't cry over a lot of fics, and damnit if this one didn't get to me.
I'm starting to wonder if SN should be known as my Angst Fandom. Not that I don't occasionally read angst in other fandoms, not that I consciously search out for the SN angst, but... when I do read it, it really gets to me. I'm sure I've read more SV angst, but... man, the SN stuff *gets* to me. The boys are just such perfectly adorable woobies.
(*You know, that helpless pleading with the characters? "Oh, Danny. Oh, no, Danny, don't..." Interestingly enough, I do tend to do this when I get really involved in a show, too.
It's also oddly intriguing that Clark is my baby boy. Seriously, when I find myself talking to him, it's "Oh, baby boy, be careful." With Lex, it's "Ooh, Lex, don't" or "Have I mentioned how much I love you, Lex?"
If the characters ever speak back to me, I will be officially weirded out and leaving fandom.)