Posted: December 2, 2010, 2:22AM
I'm currently working my way through Tattoos Like Mile Markers by casket4mytears over on Twilighted. It's a beautiful story, really, it's just impossible for me to get through right now. I don't know if it's because I've struggled with depression, or the simple fact that casket is wordier than even I, but it is taking up so much of my time. The saddest part is that I'm only on chapter twelve and it has been four days since I've started it. The story is only up to about thirty-five chapters. That's usually nothing for me; I've read stories much longer, in less time, and all while I watch my fifteen month old son all day long.
Please don't get me wrong; this story is beautiful. That writing is very floral and flourishing. The love between two broken souls is crushing and magnificent. And the lemons...Jesus Christ, the lemons!! There are no words for how steamy and delicious they truly are. Yum.
I guess I should say what it's about, huh? Well, here goes: Tattoos Like Mile Markers was originally supposed to be a One-Shot for a contest. Due to popular demand - and the fact that Edward and Bella had so much depth for only a few thousand words - casket4mytears continued on with the ride. The story starts off with Bella in a group therapy session she is forced to attend by Charlie after she attempts to kill herself six months prior by suffocating on the exhaust of her truck in the garage. I'm not exactly sure how long she's been in the group, but on this particular day, the handsome recluse of the group decides he's going to speak for the first time since she's arrived. (I'm guessing it's a few months.) Turns out that our pissed off person is the handsome and troubled Edward Cullen. Edward ends up storming out after a tirade only to have Bella agree with him and follow suit. They exchange some banter - dubbing each other Bitchella and Doucheward - and go their separate ways only to end up bumping into one another at a bar in Port Angeles. Turns out our bitchy Bella is a tattoo apprentice and her boss is the main artist of Edward. After a few drinks and a hilarious fight between said tattoo artist - Ronan - all the deliciousness of a lemon comes out to play.
Now, this is where the story was supposed to end. Fortunately for us, it doesn't happen. The tale is a complex spiderweb of self loathing, self mutilation, abandonment issues run ramped, lemons, and then there's also suicide every where.
"“I need air. I'll be back,” Edward insisted, throwing open the door with a bang.
His mind raced in fifty directions as he stumbled down the hall, his hands shaking as adrenaline seized the reins. He couldn't stay here, not now; upstairs, nestled in a secret stash in his former room, he knew of three bottles filled with various benzodiazepines and narcotics, and he could not be anywhere near them. He had a duty now, a promise to uphold to Bella. He owed Alice better than an encore performance. Eyes. Too many eyes in this house."
It seems that everyone has a hidden suicide somewhere or knows someone who has either attempted and failed or attempted and succeeded.
"Edward nodded, scarcely managing to whisper his thanks. Bella looked to Alice, who'd begun to tear up anew, Jasper wrapping his arms about her from behind, swaying her gently side to side. Carlisle stepped into the aisle and embraced the couple, a private exchange of words occurring with the parents of the girl he'd had to pronounce dead, and Edward's focus turned back to Bella. His wild eyes and troubled expression terrified her.
Oh yea, and there's a murder in there too, but that's at the beginning and you need to figure it out for yourself. If your a lover of dark themes, this is all for you; go for it. There's even some music woven in for those of you who love "band" stories. No, Bella nor Edward are not in a band, but of course they are musically inclined. (Edward's tasty fingers are too long not to be attached to an instrument.)
TLMM has a lot of lyrics and there's even some poetry. Humor comes in the form of snark and banter and a super hyper-active Alice, as well as Edward's primal hatred of all things Rosalie.
"“Hello, Edward. Come to regale us with your torment of the doctor?”
“Hello, Rosalie. Come to torture us with your incessant need to plan the most expensive wedding in the history of Forks?” Edward grumbled back, “Maybe if you get that nose job, you'll finally top the mayor's shindig.”
“Fuck you,” Rosalie snarled, rolling her eyes, “My nose is regal, like Princess Diana.”
“And so's your bulimia,” Edward snorted as his brother sauntered in from the kitchen..."There's Glee and Twitter and, most importantly, self-discovery. It truly is a wonderful love story and I suggest everyone take the time to read it.
~Tay
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