Happy Friday! Today Cared is joining me, MC, as we each provide you with a review of two brand new WIPs that we started this week. We thought both stories had captivating and unique premises, and we may have no idea where they are going but are really excited to see where they end up! Please enjoy…
Review by Midnight Cougar
So, first I have to tell you that I am a huge fan of AU (Alternate Universe) fics that incorporate Romance into that genre and take us into another realm of the fanfiction world. I even started a Facebook group – An Alternate Universe (AU) of FanFiction Recommendations – with my lovely friend SoapyMayhem, where we rec Supernatural, Fantasy and Sci-Fi stories only. And well, my rec today definitely falls into that category with its Romance/Fantasy elements. It’s called Another Earth by nightcaller, also the author of a fic that blew me away with its dramatic ending, called Here, In My Room.
In the Author’s Note at the beginning of the first chapter, and then again at the end, she explains a bit about the story, how it came about and what we can expect from this Bella and Edward journey…
Her obsession with Earth’s twin planet, Gaia, is unexplained until her boyfriend is killed by a drunk driver on prom night. She’s always thought that there could be another her living on the other earth, but now that he’s gone and she’s been offered an internship at CIT’s Astrophysics Department with a trip to Gaia on the Twilight Excursion, she desires to find another him there.
A/N: It’s pronounced Guy-uh and this is just as much of a surprise to me as it is to you…
If you’re looking for accuracy towards this fantasy story reflecting tons of research and astrophysics facts, you’re in the wrong place, because the only way it would be possible for this world to exist, where I’ve placed it, would be in a fiction worthy world… so yeah. I hope you enjoy 🙂
This story was born from my fascination of a banner for the movie Another Earth, and no worries, this will be a totally different plot from the movie. Also, this one won’t be heavy on the angst or have tragic heart fail. I promise you a traditional HEA, nothing like Here, In My Room— you’re totally safe here I promise.
Another Earth begins with a short Prologue that captured my attention immediately. I was so intrigued when I read it, well actually, my interest was first sparked as soon as I read the Summary, but this short chapter is beautifully written, flowing flawlessly with lovely descriptions and showing us an intelligent and passionate Bella…
I’ve always been amazed by the way the planets align; how they just hang there, suspended in our solar system with nothing but darkness for company. Since a young age, I’ve felt tremendous relation to the universe. Worlds of people float all around me day in and day out, while, mostly, I only sense the darkness— the void that seems to hold nothing but invisible cables connecting me to the massive ball in the sky. While I had experienced an overwhelming pull to Earth’s twin planet, Gaia, my entire life, the reason why wouldn’t become clear to me until tragedy took place, and the promise of a new life is offered.
When her boyfriend, Edward, is taken from her at too young an age in a deadly accident, it’s afterwards that she puts her life in perspective and spends years preparing to hopefully find him again…to search in another world for what she so tragically lost on this one…
I have prepared for years and done everything in my power to be one of the nine recipients of Eclipse Academy’s Journey to Gaia internships. That preparation and work puts me in the seat of the very first Twilight Excursion. When it comes down to the final two days before I am due to leave, my insides buzz with every emotion fathomable: fear, excitement, joy, passion, purpose, anxiety, anticipation, and pride. I am proud of myself for following my dreams and my life plan despite the hurt, tragedy, and turmoil my heart has overcome. I am proud of myself for not giving up— for fighting for my life and achieving my goals in the process.
The time comes for me to leave my home planet— all of my family, friends and a familiar life— to travel to another planet with just a book bag of my belongings and four weeks to decide if I will make Gaia my new home. The decision to stay there and accept a position within CIT’s Astrophysics Department as my new career or to travel back on the Twilight Excursion—with a slim-to-no chance of ever having the monetary means to make returning a possibility—is imminent and back and forth . . . until he and I collide.
Just what are the chances that I would see him again… in another life… on another earth? What I find in Gaia only exists in fantasy films and books. This is the story of impossible possibilities and a love recovered from the depths of death, delivered to another life on another earth.
It’s Bella’s love for Edward, and vice versa, that I’ve always found so captivating and endearing; that intense and other-worldly connection they share, and I guess that’s one of the main aspects that originally drew me into the Twilight realm to begin with. So when I find a story like Another Earth, where we have a chance to experience that enduring love which takes that connection to another level and in turn the reader to another World – Universe – completely, I am anxious to go on that exciting journey! I love this AU premise, it’s so interesting and I can’t wait for Bella to find her HEA with her another/new Edward in Gaia. I hope she finds all that she has so desperately desired for so many years! We should expect an update approximately next week, so please consider joining my on this journey to Gaia, I trust that we are in for a thrilling adventure!
Another Earth: Her obsession with Earth’s twin planet, Gaia, is unexplained until her boyfriend is killed by a drunk driver on prom night, pushing her to fulfill her dreams of traveling to Gaia. Could there be another Edward on Gaia? This is the story of impossible possibilities and love delivered from the depths of death to another life on another earth.
Twilight – Rated: M – English – Romance/Fantasy – Chapters: 1 – Words: 1,163 – Reviews: 39 – Published: 9-29-12 – Bella & Edward.
Review by Cared
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Figmentum: 1. figment, fiction, invention, unreality; 2. thing formed, devised; 3. image. She coaxes him into existence with every word she writes. What will Bella do when she finds herself falling in love with the main character in her latest novel?
Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Angst – Bella & Edward.
It’s rare that I read just the first chapter of a story and know straight away that I’m going to really love it. It’s even rarer that I read just the first few paragraphs and sign up straight away on Team Bella. Figmentum is a fic that made me do both! It’s the latest story from thimbles, author of The Loving Kind and What I Wished For.
What made me join Team Bella so quickly? I can’t say I felt sorry for Bella; I think it’s more accurate to say, after reading her words about loneliness, I felt her sadness. I don’t want to give the wrong impression about this fic; thimbles says she always writes with hope, that it’s important to her. Thankfully, I do feel that first flicker of hope from and for Bella before the end of the first chapter.
The other kind of loneliness is bone-deep and hurts like nothing else. It’s the loneliness that starts in your chest, heavy and throbbing, and radiates outward. It squeezes the air from your lungs and pushes gasping sobs from your throat. It sets your ears to ringing, makes your fingertips numb, and coils your belly into painful knots.
It’s the kind I’m trying to stave off right now, desperate to push it from my consciousness. It’s a futile exercise, though. This feeling is one that won’t be ignored.
It’s the loneliness that has you waking with your pillow streaked black, as yesterday’s mascara is purged from your lashes by silent tears. The tears fall easily, slipping down your face with no effort, pushed out by the overflow of sorrow that holds your heart in its fist. They’re stubborn tears—they won’t listen to reason or logic. They fall where they will, when they will—with no regard for the people in the café who observe you with detached concern or mild disgust.
This is the loneliness that wants one person—just one—to see you; to see your soul and recognize it; to see your tears and wipe them from your face, knowing you don’t need to be told you’re being ridiculous and illogical. It’s the loneliness that you feel even as your boyfriend of over two years sweats and swears above you, his face twisted with the pleasure that he’s drawing from your body. The loneliness that knows, even as your own climax washes over you, that no amount of physical pleasure can replace what you’re truly searching for—someone who touches your soul, who leaves his fingerprints on the very fabric of your person and changes you, completes you, brings you home.
Bella is a talented and successful author and she shares her home with her boyfriend Jasper. I want to say mean things about him but, to be honest, he doesn’t do anything too awful, unless failing to switch on Bella’s side of the electric blanket counts. It’s obvious he has become resentful of Bella’s need to devote so much time and energy into her writing. I wonder, has Jasper realised that he is not number one in the pecking order and so has allowed jealousy and insecurity to creep in? Has he realised that if Bella had to choose between her love of words and her love for him, she would not choose him? I don’t know. Bella has only come to that conclusion herself and I am rooting for her to stick with that decision. I admit I initially felt a little sorry for Jasper, however that lasted for all of two seconds.
I look at my hands, at the fading scratches criss-crossing them—scars from my epic battle with the briar rose that I helped Mom prune from her garden last weekend. There is a woman forming in my mind. Rose. Rosie. Rosalie. She, like her namesake, is beautiful, but fiercely self-protected.
Why? What does she fear?
I leave the room, gravitating toward my laptop—lying closed on the coffee table where I left it in the early hours of this morning.
My still-wet hair drips down my back as I wait for the computer to come alive.
“Rosalie.” I say her name out loud, as if to conjure her presence, to have her materialize fully formed from the jumble of phrases piling up in my mind…
…”Could you please get off your fucking computer for a few minutes, and go put some fucking clothes on?”
Jasper’s voice startles me out of Rosalie’s mind, and I glance down at myself in surprise. I’m still wrapped in a towel, and my hair has dried into untamed spirals.
“When did you get back?” I ask, meeting his eyes nervously. Their blue is frosted over.
He shakes his head, his hands running through his damp curls. His voice is tight with frustration. “Half an hour ago. I’ve already showered and eaten lunch. We need to go in ten minutes.” The ends of his words stamp a staccato beat, distracting me from their meaning.
His eyebrows rise when I fail to move. “Bella? We. Have. To. Go.”
I feel my eyebrows contracting and my lips pursing. “Don’t speak to me like that. I’m not a child.”
“Then quit acting like one!”
I stand up, pulling the soft toweling close to my skin. My eyes are on my toes as I return to the bedroom, pulling clothes from their hangers at random.
I’m shimming the stretchy denim up my legs when Jasper’s sigh travels across the room. He’s leaning against the door jam, his arms folded across his chest. I watch the muscles jump and flex as his fists tighten.
“What?” I ask.
“You’re going to wear jeans?”
Now you understand why my sympathy for Jasper was so short lived. I’m hoping the future of their relationship will be just as short lived as it’s dragging Bella down. She has shown herself to be sweet and caring and obviously deserves better. When Bella needs to get away from pressure, she physically walks down the beach but mentally she strolls through her imagination. I love her form of escapism. Now that is one truly wonderful place I would like to visit.
I pick up a handful of sand, watching it spill, soft and white, from my fingertips. I close my eyes, imagining the warmth of a body beside me.
My mind drifts to Rosalie. Sad and lonely Rosalie.
I want her to fall in love. I need to create a wonderful man—flawed, of course—but perfect for her. Someone worth the risk of falling in love.
My mind begins to fill with him as I stand, as I wander back toward the house. He starts to take shape. Words and phrases piling up, sketching him out.
Strong but compassionate. Adoring but not coddling. Considerate. Gentle but not weak. Thoughtful. Kind.
He wouldn’t have turned off all the outside lights, I decide.
He wouldn’t have locked the front door.
He would have come looking, I decide.
He—Edward, I think—would worry about a two-hour absence.
Edward would be concerned about dried tear tracks.
Ignoring Jasper’s rolling eyes, I make my way to my laptop, my fingers drumming on the table as I wait for it to load.
Rosalie Hale; meet Edward Cullen.
I asked thimbles to tell us how she came up with this unusual and interesting storyline:
The inspiration for this fic came during a writer’s conference with my dear friend BelieveItOrNot whilst I was still working on The Loving Kind. I think we were talking about how strange writing can be at times – and the way that sometimes a story or character seems to take on a life of its own, and we write and then think “How did that happen? I don’t remember plotting this trajectory!”…
.…And I thought, wow – What if I wrote a Bella who was a writer, and she created Edward for a story, and then he kind of took things into his own hands this way, and as a result, she fell in love with him? And so Figmentum came about.
Figmentum will update weekly, it’s told in BPOV with the exception of Bella’s “writing” which is third person, and it is expected to be roughly 20 chapters.
As you have seen for yourself by now, the premise for Figmentum is unique. I honestly have no idea where this story is going, what I do know for certain – I’m definitely along for the ride.
So there you have it; two brand new fics that Cared and I believe have the potential to be wonderful stories, and can’t wait to read more of! Thank you to Cared for her review, I greatly appreciate all her help with this post! ♥
Have a lovely week, Midnight Cougar