First of all, thanks for the review! I've been really remiss in responding to them, and some people have stopped posting them...maybe there's a correlation...but not you.
What I enjoy most about JJ is that he really has the world by the balls, and he sort of knows that, but things just don't work out the way he wants them to, which leaves him perpetually annoyed. He's really fun to write when I'm in a bitchy mood. :-)
August 22, 2003
San Francisco, CA
Brad
Marc smiled at me weakly, and that spurred my social instincts into action. I walked up and gave him a man hug. “It’s good to see you.”
“It’s good to see you too,” he said, a little less sincerely.
“I hear you’re my lunch date, which is a good thing, since I’m hungry,” I said cheerfully.
“Then let’s get lunch,” he said. He turned to Sean and gave him a loving kiss. “I
August 21, 2003
Escorial, CA
Will
“I have to go to bed,” I announced to our group, even as I stifled a yawn. I was hanging out with my father, Grand, and Stef, talking about all the shit we’d already gone over at dinner. Without any more data, we were just going in circles. Going over and over stuff with no new information to change things was driving me crazy, and besides, I had school tomorrow. It was 11pm, and time for me to wind down and go to sleep.
“Sleep well
Thanks Rachel!
According to Will's code of ethics, if he finds out about JJ being with Buzz on his own (JJ didn't tell him), then the info is fair game. It's his line of demarcation, and it serves a double purpose, in that he thinks it will encourage JJ to be more open with him, and he gets to do something to help JJ out, even when he's really mad at him.
The key to whether the story is good is whether the heros are good enough and the villains bad enough, while still being believable. I'll keep trying to keep that balance.
I'm glad you liked that part. That was one of those vignettes that popped into my mind after I'd written the scene, but it was worth it go to back and redo it.
August 21, 2003
Palo Alto, CA
Brad
The airplane phone rang, even as I felt the plane begin its descent. “Mr. Schluter, Mr. Jorgens would like to speak with you when we land,” the copilot said after I answered it. Jorgens was the guy who ran the FBO and managed my plane, and he’d want to talk all about the crash, including the insurance aspects of things. As much as I dreaded talking to him, I needed to find out what happened to my plane.
“That’s
August 21, 2003
Oahu, HI
Brad
I’d explained my change of plans to Buzz, and he’d been fine with my not going along to New York. I’d decided that whatever Mike wanted to talk to me about, it had to be important, especially with Elizabeth Danfield hanging the specter of jail over my head. Mike had been absolutely paranoid about people finding out about this meeting, so I’d made sure to book a different plane to Hawaii, and I’d had Grace do it in her name. That had mea
It's good to hear from you, Maarten!
I hope that someday you will make an allowance for Will's gradual maturity. None of us are the same (hopefully) that we were when we were 14.
As for JJ, I actually think this works out better. Skating had really restricted the roles I could have him play, and it put a huge damper on his relationships. I can see him chafing against that.