I love this story. The characters are amazing. The poetry, it makes me feel, more than I can say for most else. I simply cannot wait to read more of this. I adore it.

I almost decided not to write a 'review' at all because I couldn't figure out how to explain to you how absurdly attached to this story I've become. But then I figured, well, you probably ought to have it in writing, but you don't take anonymous reviews, so Jules, it's on your account that I ended up with a fictionpress account. But ANYWAYS, this is the first story I've ever found on fictionpress that felt real and whole and beautiful and lyrical and sincere and everything wonderful about prose and people. I love it that much.

What's interesting for me (personally) is that although there are numerous points on which I disagree with the characters, it makes it better, more real, because you've written Simon and Tuesday so well that they become actual flawed quirky people, not characters anymore.

I know none of this is helpful at all, but here's another person who loves the depth and details of this story. And just the way it makes me FEEL when I'm reading it ... Thank you guys for writing this - I'm convinced that you're both absolutely brilliant :)

I really don't know how I came across this (SKoW forums, mayhaps?), guys, but I'm glad I did. I was pleasantly surprised by the sheer depth to your work.

For starters, I enjoy the way that Simon and Tuesday seem so attuned to each other - e.g. sometimes they seem like they're musing to themselves instead ('It’s quiet here, too, very quiet'). I wonder what'll happen on New Year's Eve...

Hey, have either of you heard of 'Griffin and Sabine' by Nick Bantock? There are three books in the series, and it's gorgeously illustrated. It's like... a picture book for adults. Basically, it's about a woman who starts corresponding with a man, after seeing his postcard designs in her sleep. It's a fantastic and intriguing read, and a little reminiscent of the story you guys are writing.

Syl

P.S. If you have the time, I'd love for you to check out 'Max and Ruby'!

This is just beautiful. You both are very talented!
I'd like to say that Tuesday is now my favorite name in the whole world. Not just because it's a day of the week, but also because of how awesome she is in these letters! :D
I have to admit that I love the idea of a story happening just through letters. It reminds me of The Perks of Being a Wallflower, except someone is actually responding!
So, this is love and I'll be reading some more!

-Emily Brooke

Back and ready for some kick-** correspondences between these two not-so-in-love-(yet) lovebirds.

Um, firstly? The part where Simon talks about the hands making the paper, and how he and Tuesday may actually touch it in the same spot? I got all giggly right there. For a guy who's regarded as a constant bachelor, he can really get romantic and lovey-dovey. *Sighs.* He's starting to fall for her, isn't he? I can't wait to see this relationship grow beyond mere paper and words.

There seems to be a slight formatting error between the fifth and sixth paragraph. This sentence: "Then again, the people I know all see the world in the same stupid way, the same way" gets cut off and continues in the next paragraph.

I can't believe he just made a reference to Breakfast at Tiffany's.

HAHA, he won't go out with the girl carrying Emerson. :P Love this.

"** drunk"--I always thought it was "** drunk".

Holy crap, if there was ever a Tuesday Dennings in this world, I'd want to read her life-gore. Her poetry sounds awesome.

Love Tuesday's blurb. Still wondering why she's so cynical, what has happened to her to make her this way. Is it her father dying? Growing up the way she did? Or is an accumulation of things? I'm still guessing that she's sick/dying of some sort of disease, but I hope not.

Holy crap, how damn romantic would it be if he goes to the library often and just waits to see if someone will take out Tuesday's books. And he says this in the correspondence. And one day, Tuesday herself goes to his library and takes out her own books? And she doesn't let Simon know it's her, and Simon writes a letter to Tuesday telling her all about their date? Oh my Bob, I hope this happens.

HA! @ taking out the 93-yr-old. You guys are friggen awesome. Oh my god, this is so funny. :D

Another small, tiny mistake: "is just plan sick with anticipation"--should it be "plain"?

Awesome chapter. I'm enjoying the pace of the story--how they learn so much more about each other with every letter. And both Simon and Tuesday write so eloquently--they're so poetic, I'm so jealous I can't write in such a manner! Have I mentioned to you guys how awesome I think you both are? I'll say it again: you guys are awesome. I can't wait for the next chapter. I'm especially looking forward to Simon going to the East Village to pick up a tattoo/piercing-covered chick. That'll be entertaining to read!

-Quinny

lol, great chapter again you guys:) man this story makes me think, it always puts me in such a pensive mood, i'm not sure if that's good or bad:) Eugenia is AWESOME! lol:) update soon, eager to see what will become of Simon and his new challenge:)

Oh my goodness. I liked Simon's poem- odd because I normally hate poetry unless it's Frost. I really liked these letters. All of them. Certain sentences and paragraps were just... Inspirational or something. Perhaps that's not the right word, but... They were something. =)

another fabulous (and fast) post! i'm still loving this, guys.

cant wait to find out how simon goes with the 30% pierced woman. should be a hoot.

Haeloed ;P

Hey Rachelle and Jules! -waves-
I really liked Simons poetry, it helps us get a better insight into him, and yes you did do it justice.
I laughed so hard about Simon taking out Eugenia, can't wait to see what happens at the tattoo parlor.
Oh, and yes, Ireland nearly does have more sheep than people...that's what we get for being a farming country.

What can I say that hasn't been said already? This story is love. Well-written, interesting, in both story and characters, insightful, deep, and not rushed for the sake of romance; it's like a dear, dear friend whom appears in my inbox when I least expect it, ready for another brilliant day. An absolute pleasure to read. I feel privileged to 'know' you two. I really do.
Any chance on a collab novel?

~Lex

i loved this one. it wasn't sad and melancholic like their previous correspondence, and this chapter felt more human and... fun! i love the thing about Eugiene. and i can't believe like there are people like them out in the world... (and i feel really close to Tuesday- about how she never goes out and watches the world outside from her window)... please update soon

I'm back. You guys better have more chapters already written to post!

God, I love how personal Simon's getting with his letters. His descriptions of his sisters are so...unbelievably real (oxymoron, eh?). It's so real that I feel like I'm intruding by reading these letters. I love this.

The part where he writes about love--very revealing and personal and poetic.

Guh, I can't wait until these two meet. I just had a visual of the scenario playing out in my mind, with both of them just staring at the jellyfish tank, sitting right next to each other.

HAHA! Love the letter from Claire you stuck in there. Very funny.

I wonder if Dennings is sick. The image of her in a rocking chair and under a quilt brought that to mind. Please don't make this into another goddamn "Sweet November" or "Autumn in New York," will yah? :P I hope you're not intending to kill this chick off.

Scarborough Fair always reminds me of "The Graduate." Heh.

Dennings' description of passion is so, so poetic.

"I’ve never felt so lonely on a trip."--But I thought he likes being alone on these trips. A little contradictory, especially if it's all within the same letter. Now, if he emphasizes the fact that he used to love being alone on trips, but now only feels lonely--*that* is a different story.

"In New York, if a driver is waving to you it’s only with one finger"--It's true!

Celia Ward--Sela Ward?

HAHA @ Dennings' prostitute idea.

Sundance Film Festival winner--I wouldn't necessarily call a Sundance Film Festival winner a blockbuster (usually a term used for high-grossing films). Sundance more often than not shows indie, low-budget films, no?

so get a life, Simon.--LOVE HER!

The poem is beautiful, but some of the line breaks are awkward.

Overall, this is one of the most mature, beautiful, realistic stories I've read on FictionPress. You both have really shown your talents in prose and poetry writing. You're able to dive so deeply into the psyche of these characters, it's just unbelievable. It's fantastic, and I can't wait for more.

-McQuinn

I'm back!

Simon is so sweet with his apology. And I agree--Tuesday completely over thinks things.

I find I learn more about myself by looking at other people than by looking at myself.--This is worded a little awkwardly. If you just left out "than by looking at myself" I think it would be much, much better.

Hmm, I wonder what's going on between Bernay and his sister.

I made another fan of your work--"made" or "met"?

moved in the Village--"moved to the Village" would be much more appropriate.

Wow, I didn't find Dennings' November 2nd letter bitter or curt at all. So much so that I completely thought I'd missed reading a letter as I was reading Bernay's November 10th correspondence. The tone of the November 2nd letter wasn't at all surprising to me.

-Quinny

I love reading this. I like how the relationship is playing out between the two of them. Reading about what they think of the worlds around them.

I also liked this line: "It’s better to marry your best friend, instead of your best lover." My high school religion teacher (I went to a Christian school), always said, "Make sure the person you're marrying is my best friend." I always tookt hat advice to heart.

Good job, can't wait to read more!

I'm back! (And yes, I shall announce "I'm back" every time I review.)

HEH! I wonder what the stain on page thirty-two is. A normal person would think coffee/tea, alcohol, spaghetti sauce? Me? I think of something gross and inappropriate.

Ah, so he's a "confirmed bachelor." That means he's either lying through his teeth or he's officially not romancing Tuesday Dennings yet. I hope it's the latter rather than the former. I can see Simon being intrigued by Tuesday the Poet, but not falling in love with Tuesday the Person...though they are essentially the same person, aren't they? That was, in fact, Tuesday's point in her first reply to Simon. I wonder if Tuesday will be relieved by his confession that he will never get back together with his ex-girlfriend.

Just a continuity error--you spelled jellyfish as one word in the first chapter, but as two in the second chapter. Granted, the word was technically written by two different characters, so you may want to keep it that way.

Heh @ the first paragraph of Dennings' Oct. 21st letter.

“**-me strips of faux purrs”--Uh, I pretty much want to read this poem. :P Oh, and the whole "Necessary?" thing reminds me of my creative writing profs in college. *Shudders.*

We’re best friends, in my mind--Why? Dennings would consider a girl her best friend if she passed along a copy of her work to some dude? A little unwarranted? And she *is* a bit nosy, especially with asking Simon about the death of his younger brother. (She sounded so nonchalant asking it...I was all, "What the **, Tuesday, can't you grow more of a backbone?" Maybe it's a bit unrealistic to have her comfortable with writing to him and knowing about his personal life to that extent at this point in their "relationship"/correspondence?)

Twenty-nine? I love that, because it's different. In every story I've read on FictionPress, the female is always younger than the male. I love how you've changed it up.

The New Yorker--should probably be italicized, since it's a periodical.

The "Means" explanation is brilliant. And, "At what age does one become a “Ms.” due to proper societal conventions?"--Good question. I'd like to know that myself. This Tuesday chick is quite the smart cookie.

Page Six and Post--more italics? And you guys! How the hell do you know so much about New York? :P Awesome believability!

Since I started your reading your work--a small mistake here.

Ah, already asking her if they can meet? I wonder what she'll say. *GUSHES.*

born on the same day as me exactly--not sure what the "exactly" part is supposed to connote. The same day AND date? (If so, why not just state that?) Or...?

HA @ "double major, philosophy and creative writing." You would think NYU would have a creative writing major. (It doesn't. The university only offers a creative writing minor in their College of Arts and Science. *Headdesk.* Unless Tuesday went to Tisch, which she probably didn't because she wouldn't have been able to obtain a philosophy major that way.) If you need any info about NYU (especially about their creative writing classes), let me know. And if you need info about Columbia, I can ask my brother (yes, we're very NYC-oriented).

Yikes @ her reaction to them meeting. She seems to be too afraid of disappointment. She's not realizing that, in order to enjoy life, you've gotta take risks, which could possibly lead to very disappointing consequences. :(

Ah, I'm glad she wrote that extra little note.

Very good chapter. I suck at gauging the pacing of stories, but from what I can tell, it seems to be going slightly quicker than I anticipated. But maybe that's good! It's definitely exciting to read these letters. I'm looking forward to reading the next chapter. (I'm so tired now, I'm not sure I'll get to it tonight. But definitely tomorrow!)

-Quinny