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out_thereAnd, just after I posted about how Casey/Dan are my happy, hopeful couple, I'm going to post an angsty rec.
Too Early For The Circus by Jess. It's more Casey angst than anything else, but it's handled in a delightfully gentle manner. I love Casey's flashbacks to his grandmother, I love the pain that feels... so ordinary, so common, and yet, felt deeply by Casey.
I like the almost dreamy descriptions, evocative and eloquent just a little distanced. It's easy friendship, and crossing boundaries, and full of sharp pains and soft aches, the hurts you share and ones you don't. I like Casey himself, the quiet, somewhat conservative, almost passive narrator. He rings true to me. And despite the bittersweet feel of the piece, the way it quietly mourns for lost innocence, it has a very sweet ending.
And there's a sequel, of sorts. Groundless And Free which proves that she can do the Danny angst just as well. Lovely piece that just makes you want to hug the boys.
And, while I'm on an angst kick, and I am, I'm also going to rec her (and Luna's) Dana/Natalie fic I Don't Like Mondays
Hmmm... there's another Danny/Casey story, A Man Can Breathe, with Casey hiding out at the office and wondering about his lost shoes. I don't *think* it's connected to the other two, but it could be. It's just the brief mention of the circus that makes me wonder. It's a lighter tone than the others, and the narrative style feels much closer to Casey, and more humourous.
Anyway, I'd still recommend you check it out (whether or not it's connected to the other two), because it's Casey doing his own blend of neurotic, which is always sweet and touching and rather funny.
It's surprisingly easy to hide in here. I'm not even scrunched up behind the couch or anything. I'm sitting at my desk, with the door open. But I'm hiding.
I've come to the conclusion that most of the people around here like Dan better than they like me. I'm not feeling sorry for myself; it's a simple statement of fact. Sure, he has his days, but nobody's knocking down our door, and he's out of the office today. That's not a coincidence.
Too Early For The Circus by Jess. It's more Casey angst than anything else, but it's handled in a delightfully gentle manner. I love Casey's flashbacks to his grandmother, I love the pain that feels... so ordinary, so common, and yet, felt deeply by Casey.
I like the almost dreamy descriptions, evocative and eloquent just a little distanced. It's easy friendship, and crossing boundaries, and full of sharp pains and soft aches, the hurts you share and ones you don't. I like Casey himself, the quiet, somewhat conservative, almost passive narrator. He rings true to me. And despite the bittersweet feel of the piece, the way it quietly mourns for lost innocence, it has a very sweet ending.
And there's a sequel, of sorts. Groundless And Free which proves that she can do the Danny angst just as well. Lovely piece that just makes you want to hug the boys.
And, while I'm on an angst kick, and I am, I'm also going to rec her (and Luna's) Dana/Natalie fic I Don't Like Mondays
Hmmm... there's another Danny/Casey story, A Man Can Breathe, with Casey hiding out at the office and wondering about his lost shoes. I don't *think* it's connected to the other two, but it could be. It's just the brief mention of the circus that makes me wonder. It's a lighter tone than the others, and the narrative style feels much closer to Casey, and more humourous.
Anyway, I'd still recommend you check it out (whether or not it's connected to the other two), because it's Casey doing his own blend of neurotic, which is always sweet and touching and rather funny.
It's surprisingly easy to hide in here. I'm not even scrunched up behind the couch or anything. I'm sitting at my desk, with the door open. But I'm hiding.
I've come to the conclusion that most of the people around here like Dan better than they like me. I'm not feeling sorry for myself; it's a simple statement of fact. Sure, he has his days, but nobody's knocking down our door, and he's out of the office today. That's not a coincidence.
