Yes, I am resurrecting a *very* old feedback thread, but this story popped up on the archive's random button, and I just had to comment. I've read it before, and it's been in the back of my mind as an exemplary description of depression and recovery. But this particular line caught my eye today:
"Every minute I was there, I expected George Bailey to come running down the street caterwauling about what a wonderful life he
had."
What an apt description of Smallville, and just the use of the word caterwauling tells you right away what an adept writer Caroline is. All this to say, if you haven't read her stories yet, do. Right now. Starting with this one.
Field of Dreams by Caroline K -Happy
