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27 June 2004 @ 03:53 am
Slashy Nominations 59: The World Is Full of Paper. Write to Me.  
I have a near-lethal addiction to the documentary form, and I'm not talking about movies. My personal favorite is the epistolary, but I'll take diary entries, too, or, hell, tax forms. All documents are good. Stories written about documents, or with documents, or referring to documents - I love those, too. I'm the original cheap date when it comes to this form.

Unfortunately, there's not a lot of true epistolary FF out there. Doesn't matter. I'm such a document slut that I'll go with any story that promises to mention letters or diaries. Sad, but true. Well, providing said story is good. And these are.

Best FF Likely to Lead to a Master's Thesis on the Importance of Sig Files in Modern Communication, and the Significance of the Suppression Thereof: Eros Epistolary, by Brighid, aka mz_bstone. The Sentinel, Jim/Blair. The first challenge of an epistolary story is to come up with a good reason why the characters are writing to each other, rather than, say, chatting. This is especially difficult, I'm sure you can appreciate, if the two characters live together and in fact spend essentially every moment of their lives together, which, of course, is exactly what Jim and Blair do. Brighid manages to get the guys writing to each other just fine, though. And note her fabulous use of the many options available to the modern epistolary writer, from sticky notes to email to recycled paper. Epistolary stories aren't boring! Epistolary stories are grand! Epistolary stories in the morning! And epistolary stories in the hand! Um. Stopping now.

Best FF That Shows How Addictive Letters Can Be in Bad Circumstances, So Won't You Write to Some Depressed Individual Today?: Letters Home, by penknife. The Secret Garden, Dickon/Colin/Mary. This story is not told entirely in letters. But it's about letters, and it's got extracts from letters, and it's a fantastic story, so I'm not seeing a downside here. Except the sadness. See, the problem with The Secret Garden is that it has to stand alone. Given the times and the culture in which the story takes place, there can't be a happy ending for the three of them as adults. I've always known that, sadly, the likeliest outcome was Mary and Colin married, and Dickon working as their gardener.

Except, of course, that they are on a collision course with World War I. Colin and Dickon are destined for hell in the Somme, and the odds aren't good that they'll both survive - especially not if they end up calvary, as penknife hypothesizes here. This story is something I could never even imagine - a reasonable extrapolation of The Secret Garden, one that lets the trio grow up and places them squarely in the real world. This shouldn't work. Except that it does, it really does.

Best FF That Shows How Addictive Letters Can Be Even in Relatively Good Circumstances, So Won't You Write to an Irritatingly Happy Person Today?: Written by Hand, by setissma. Harry Potter, Remus Lupin/Sirius Black, Remus Lupin/Severus Snape, James Potter/Lily Evans. Perhaps it would be better if I just wrote "assorted non-explicit and implied pairings." In any case, what we have here is a story in which Remus suffers from a handwriting addiction, and Sirius helps him figure out a way to get his fix even in Romania. It's sweet without being cloying. Remus gets down with the magic theory, we get the niftiest form of eavesdropping ever, and love prevails. At least briefly, which is exactly how long love gets to prevail in J. K. Rowling's world.

Best FF Told Entirely in a Letter That Leaves Me Barely Resisting the Temptation to Write a Letter Back1: To Casey, on His Thirty-Fifth Birthday, by Mosca, and does anyone know if she has a LJ? Sports Night, Dan/Casey (ish). Let's just get this out of the way now. I succumbed, OK? I completely and totally succumbed to the lure of Sports Night fan fiction, and if you haven't, all I can say is: run. Or the cultists will get you, too, and soon you'll be reading fabulous fan fiction about two guys who are smart, neurotic, funny, and so clearly in love that I'm surprised it was never mentioned in a daily run down meeting2. I really have to apologize for making my first official nomination in this fandom (the other one didn't count, because I wasn't in the fandom then) so wistful and unsmutty and unresolved. Trust me, there's also joy aplenty in the SN fold. (And if you won't trust me, trust the minions of Bhagwan Sports Night. They are even now waiting on your doorstep to tell you about the pure and slashy love to be found when you embrace Sports Night, for Sports Night is love and love is Sports Night.)

Best FF That Proves That Fraser and Kowalski Can Make Even a Community College Creative Writing Class Sexy: The Course, by Bone, aka thisisbone, and Aristide (anyone have a link for her?). Due South, Ray Kowalski/Benton Fraser. I love document-related fiction way too much to limit myself to just four stories; it was actually a battle of will for me to limit myself to one story per fandom. So this is today's bonus story. It's one that many people will have read; this is what we call a classic of the genre, by which we mean that it is chock-full of smut. And humor. And then a lot more smut. And this cavalcade of smut is induced, my friends, by Ray's journal entries. Diaries and smut and undercover work and smut and sullen community college students and smut and Fraser in relaxed clothing and smut. And then some smut. So, really, you cannot go wrong with this one. And if you don't know from due South? Well, you'll be able to read this anyway; I barely knew the fandom when I found this story, but it turns out that high-quality smut is truly accessible fiction. (Just think of the improvement in our nation's literacy statistics if summer reading lists included this sort of story!)


1Said sequel would, naturally, be called "To Danny, Who Will Be Lucky If He Lives to See His Next Birthday If He Keeps Leaving Tragic Love Letters on Office Computers." And it would begin "Dear Danny - I see that therapy has really improved your communication skills, not to mention your passive-aggressive behavior and your self-image. And if you think I won't read every damn file on my computer rather than write a script, then have I been sharing an office with Pod Danny for the last two years?"

2Actually, I suspect this was covered in a rundown meeting. I make no promises about exact wording, but this is what I heard:

Dana: ...and does anyone know anything about what's happening in Los Angeles? Anyone?
Jeremy: You mean the celebration of the re-opening of the antiquities collection at the Getty?
Dana: I was thinking of something sports-related, Jeremy. Because this is a show about sports.
Dana: So, in conclusion: no one knows anything, we have no script, and Danny refuses to come out from under the table, which will impair his ability to report sports news with a smile. It's going to be a great show. Guys, at least try to keep the mushiness down a bit tonight, OK? You were ready for Lifetime last night.
[Dana stalks out.]
Casey: Mushiness?
Danny, from under the table: Lifetime?
Natalie, rolling her eyes: Please. You two are so in love it's obvious to viewers on Mars.
Jeremy, quietly, making a pathetic attempt to distract the conversation: Actually, I don't think we're big in that demographic, but -
Casey: We are not in love. We're friends. And may I say, I don't know what is wrong with this world if two men cannot be good friends without their colleagues concluding -
Natalie: - and 73% of the viewers, according to last month's poll -
Casey: - they're in love. What?
Natalie, offering Casey a sheet of paper: Poll.
Casey, reading: "I would describe Dan Rydell and Casey McCall's on-air relationship as distant (2%), warm (8%), friendly (17%), loving (22%), the clearest example of a successful and loving long-term relationship currently on television (51%)." Who wrote this poll?
Natalie: I'm surprised it was only a bare majority on that last one, really.
Jeremy: It was a direct quote from People, Casey.
Casey: What?
Jeremy: From the article they did about the show's increasing popularity.
Natalie: The one Dana wouldn't let you read.
Casey: A quote from People? We are not in a long-term relationship! What is wrong with the world when -
Natalie: You did that speech already, Casey.
Casey: What, you'd prefer the speech about how half the Western world thinks we're fucking?
Jeremy, standing: So, I've got to go check the, um, thing with, um -
Natalie, grabbing his tie: Leave and die.
Casey: Half the viewership thinks we're FUCKING?
Natalie: Marketing thinks it's a great new angle. Speaking of which, they wanted me to show you these new print ads.
Casey, looking at print ads: Oh, for - where are they running this, Playgirl?
Casey, looking at another sheet: Oh my god.
Casey, muttering under his breath: "Remarkably flexible?"
Casey, looking at a third sheet: We're not "tender and caring and sweetly sexy!"
Natalie: Well, actually...
[Lengthy pause.]
Casey: So if we're in love and we're sweetly sexy and Danny's already under the table, does that mean I can get a - Danny, OW!
Natalie, rising suddenly, still holding Jeremy by his tie: Now we leave.
[They flee. There is a moment of silence.]
Casey: Danny?
[Silent pause.]
[Casey stands up, hesitating, looking at the conference room door, then back at the table.]
[Casey crawls under the table.]
I Wanna Dress You Up In My Snarkadjectivegirl on June 27th, 2004 04:10 am (UTC)
Oh damn well, you'll love lady_jaida and dorkoriffic's new shoebox_project. It's retro-epistolary Remus/Sirius and funny as hell to boot.

::kicks rec over to you in gratitude for all your recs::
tried to eat the safe banana: thefourthvinethefourthvine on June 27th, 2004 04:29 am (UTC)
*faints with delight*

*rises from floor, rubbing head*

*makes mental note not to leave sharp-cornered books on the floor*

I am yelping with joy as we speak. Pain, too, from the book on the floor thing, but mostly joy. Because: retro-epistolary stories! YAY! Thank you for the rec!

(Side query: who is that in your icon? And, OK, maybe she can kill me with her brain, but she wouldn't want to, right?)
I Wanna Dress You Up In My Snarkadjectivegirl on June 27th, 2004 04:46 am (UTC)
::pets her::

Ah, this is Jean Grey, played everso well by Famke Janssen in the X-men movies. And no, she's not all brain-killy willynilly. Yet. Probably all I should say.

Hooray for the flail, I'm glad I added some unconscious movement to someone's day!
tried to eat the safe banana: thefourthvinethefourthvine on June 27th, 2004 01:48 pm (UTC)
I hear you on the "yet" thing. I saw X2 with my Best Beloved, who has read X-Men comics, and my mother, who has not. BB and I were all with the eye-rolling get-on-with-it thing. And then we noticed my mother was in tears.

Well, apparently it was touching to those who haven't spent several years under the lash of the Marvelverse. (Motto: "Nothing is final. Nothing is permanent. Nothing makes sense.")

You realize, of course, that now I have to ask you who that is in your Jailbait icon, right?
I Wanna Dress You Up In My Snarkadjectivegirl on June 27th, 2004 08:11 pm (UTC)
In the last several months of the Marvelverse I found that the overwhelming theme was "Made ja look, suckers!" which, while bracingly obnoxious was also some damn fine theater when me and my own BB (no relation) convened.

Ah, default icon, you are a cruel mistress ;) Everyone's gonna think the sexy boy is gonna kill you with his brain, though he most assuredly will not.

This, is Jeremy Sumpter of last winter's Peter Pan, in which he spends most of his time wearing minimally placed leaves and flirting with Captain Hook and Wendy. Oh, he plays Peter Pan, by the way, he's not some third-tier Lost Boy with a penchant for himbo-ness. Or is it himbo-tude?

::manically plotting how to change icons into someone else slightly unrecognizable, like the President of Berundi::
tried to eat the safe banana: thefourthvinethefourthvine on June 28th, 2004 10:00 pm (UTC)
It's worse now, actually; everybody's gonna think the Democratic donkey is going to kill me with her brain.

Actually, I think Marvel is having a little bet with itself: how bad can we make things before the fans give up? Or perhaps they've just developed fan hatred to such a severe degree that they've decided to see how many they can kill through pure distress and confusion.

And no worries about changing your icon to someone else unrecognizable; I can't recognize anyone. Ever. You could change your icon to a picture of me and I'd still ask who it was. But the donkey, now, the donkey I recognize, if for no other reason than that it is clearly labeled.

Yay, clearly labeled LJ icons!
I Wanna Dress You Up In My Snarkadjectivegirl on June 29th, 2004 09:16 am (UTC)
Maybe all LJ icons should come with meta tags that provide IMDB information and opinion of the icon-maker, for easy reference. (for instance: "This is Orlando Bloom and Elijah Wood. You may remember them for their work in Troy and Deep Impact. We think they're humping.")

Oh, man Marvel hatred. I'm such a relatively new reader and I still feel the sticky bile of Oh You Went There, You Saucy Bitch. My most recent minor quibble is now Hank has an ass for a face. Can I love an ass-faced Hank? Yes. But it's just harder to, now.

BTW, do you have a regular journal or is what you rec what you get? Upon pondering this last pun, I'm not sure if it makes sense. But it is nine in the morning and it's not quite like I woke up to get here, weak nudge nudge.
Trogminitrog on June 27th, 2004 05:32 am (UTC)
by Mosca, and does anyone know if she has a LJ?

tried to eat the safe banana: thefourthvinethefourthvine on June 27th, 2004 07:18 am (UTC)
Thanks. Sorry. I should have thought of that.

Except that every time I do think of that, and try just typing in the name of an author to LJ, it doesn't work. Or there is somebody using that name, but it is not the person I hoped it would be.

This is especially peculiar when it turns out that the person is nonetheless a writer of fan fiction, just a completely different writer in a completely different fandom. I mean, surely there are LJs entirely unrelated to fannish activities, yes?

Or possibly not.

Again, thanks very much for the link.
Trog: spike animinitrog on June 27th, 2004 09:23 am (UTC)
This is especially peculiar when it turns out that the person is nonetheless a writer of fan fiction

I think I've just worked out why that is. Writer A and Writer B both wanted the nick squirrlypoodle, but Writer A got in first and started posting stories. Writer B gets to LJ first however, and chooses it for her LJ name.

Ta-daa! *g*
tried to eat the safe banana: thefourthvinethefourthvine on June 27th, 2004 01:51 pm (UTC)
Hell. Now I want the nickname squirrlypoodle.

And you're probably quite right about how the two writers thing comes about. For which I thank you, because the first time I found one of the doubles I had one of those "fan fiction is taking over the universe" moments. Now I know better, and what is more, I feel better, because I may suck at choosing pseudonyms, but at least no one else will ever want one of mine.
Carla: dancing Betty (livia)beledibabe on June 27th, 2004 06:35 am (UTC)


LOL! Okay, okay, love the Sports Night rundown!! Heh. Heh.

Have you considered actually *writing* the rest of the story? :>
tried to eat the safe banana: thefourthvinethefourthvine on June 27th, 2004 07:17 am (UTC)
Well, no, I haven't. See, I have never actually seen the show, although fanofall is probably going to persuade me to do so. (I believe she is a Night Queen in the SN cult.) So that would pretty much rule out any FF writing right there.

Also, I cannot write fiction. I have no ear for dialog and no sense of timing and you do not want to know what happens when I try to write sex.

(Although I will tell you anyway: they argue. My characters argue. The last time I tried to write FF - this was back when I was a single fandom girl, so we're talking quite a while ago - I worked and worked to get my characters within arm's reach of each other, and the minute I finally got them there, after numerous interruptions and distractions, they started to argue and would not stop. And I thought to myself: I don't need more arguing in my life. No one does. Especially not these characters. And did I mention that even the non-arguing parts - although there weren't many - were bad? It was a disaster. Apparently I was put on this earth to rec fic, and sometimes to beta it, but not to write it.)

So, no, I won't be writing that as a fic. But I'm very, very glad you liked it. I thought it was rather brave - or one might even say extremely foolhardy - to write that, considering, you know, never seen the show, started reading the fic earlier this week, so not on real familiar ground here. Or even remotely familiar ground. So, many thanks for saying you liked it.
Kat Allisonkatallison on June 27th, 2004 09:36 am (UTC)
Also, I cannot write fiction. I have no ear for dialog

Um, having read the daily run-down snippet, let me beg to differ. Seriously.

Also, I would give a great deal to read more stories where the characters argue instead of having sex. If they can do so as well as in the snippet, anyway.
tried to eat the safe banana: thefourthvinethefourthvine on June 27th, 2004 02:25 pm (UTC)
You actually want FF in which the characters argue?

Huh. I think I may have found my audience, and her name is Kat Allison. Because I can get anyone to argue. It appears to be my gift. So, do you have a fandom-specific argument craving, or just a general one?

And thank you. Because, wow. I got positive feedback and I didn't even have to write a story to do it! I'm feeling all warm and fuzzy right now, and it's only with the greatest fortitude that I am resisting the temptation to write some more arguing. (Well, that and the fact that my Best Beloved and I must make our monthly visit to my parents in...oh...about 15 minutes.)
Kat Allisonkatallison on June 27th, 2004 05:51 pm (UTC)
Oh, I'll go for any fandom, though if you wanted to write Fraser and Ray arguing and snarking and bickering at each other, I'd be in bliss. (They *do* argue *all the time* in canon, and yet do we get anything like a sufficiency of this in the fanfic, compared to the amount of hot monkey sex? Usually not, with a few [Kowalski is Bleeding] exceptions.)

Which for no good reason reminds me of a great Wes-and-Gunn-bickering story by Shrift, which is actually called Mr. and Mrs. Bickerson. Maybe this could, in fact, be a whole recs category: Bickering Stories. If they end in sex, I guess that's OK too. *shrug*

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tried to eat the safe banana: thefourthvinethefourthvine on June 28th, 2004 10:05 pm (UTC)
Of course you will be joining me in the Sports Night fandom. I have been saving a seat for you and everything, because we are long-lost mystery relatives and wither I goest, there goest you, and vice versa. (Except RPS. With RPS, you goest, and I wave supportively from the sidelines. And you don't have to goest into any of the horribly complicated comic book fandoms unless you just want to.) But this is definitely a goest kind of situation, and I, trust me, have already gone. So you will have to come, too. Need some free samples - sorry, links - to get you started?

And if I had known that you had not read Kat Allison's entire oeuvre, I would have had stern words with you, missy. That is not acceptable. Thank god you've already remedied the situation, so that you're free to concentrate on acquiring Yet Another Fandom.

And I refuse to get into the fic-writing discussion with you, except to say that I have not done it and won't be doing it, except for possibly some Arguments Without Plot OR Sex for Kat, because a person who finds her audience ought to write for it. Or, in this case, ought to write for her.
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Iphiginia Saberhagenfanofall on June 29th, 2004 08:26 am (UTC)

Okay, did you see the part about the t-shirts? Because I'm suckin' you in, too, sister. :-D
Carla: dancing Betty (livia)beledibabe on June 28th, 2004 02:05 pm (UTC)
Thing the first: you *must* watch Sports Night. Must.

Thing the second: you cannot write fiction? Pshaw. Piffle, even. Characters arguing instead of having sex is no excuse. Dear Lord, they do that to me all the freaking time!

However, good reccers and beta-folk are just as valuable as authors, so I'll let you off this time.

Thing the third: it was good. Despite all your caveats. G.O.O.D.

There is no thing the fourth.
tried to eat the safe banana: thefourthvinethefourthvine on June 28th, 2004 10:31 pm (UTC)
Thing the first: don't worry. fanofall has been working on that very point.

Thing the second: Thank you! I would say good recommenders and beta-folk (and may I say, that sounds like a race in AD&D: beta-folk +1 constitution, +1 wisdom, -2 strength. Beta-folk are found in libraries and other areas where communication devices and/or books are collected. For every 100 books, there's a 0-2 (1d6/2 - 1) chance beta-folk will appear.) are not quite as valuable as authors - we would have nothing to rec or beta if it wasn't for you lot. But the appreciation is lovely all the same.

Thing the second, continued: When your characters argue instead of having sex, what do you do with them? Therapy? Mediation? Threats? ("Look, guys, I don't want to make this a character death fic. But by god I will if I have to. And if you keep up with the sarcastic insults, you may just find yourself in a crossover, and while I am naming no specific fandoms, I will say there will be magic in this fandom, and so help me, I will turn one of you into a newt!")

Thing the third: Thank you. I am really, honestly, strangely flattered.
I Wanna Dress You Up In My Snarkadjectivegirl on June 29th, 2004 09:20 am (UTC)
My tried and true easy answer: If two characters are arguing too much, I add a third. Then they all have badly written sex. Everyone's a winner.
Iphiginia Saberhagenfanofall on June 27th, 2004 09:31 am (UTC)
Okay, remember how like a million years ago I proposed that we become LJ wives? Yeah, I'm renewing that. I realize that norah sorta has first dibs, and all, but she'll share.

What's best about this is that I read your recap of the rundown meeting, and it's SO IN CHARACTER. It's wonderful. I appreciate that you don't want to write, so I will just praise your ear and say you GET THEM.

In the mail, even, if you send me your addy.

Also--see my icon? The one on the left is Danny, the center one is Isaac, and the one on the right's Casey.
tried to eat the safe banana: thefourthvinethefourthvine on June 27th, 2004 07:20 pm (UTC)
Actually, you proposed first, so I think you have dibs, and in any case I'm sure norah is not the jealous sort; my wife is your wife is her attitude, I would wager. Plus, you know, she got married yesterday in real life, so I don't see why I can't get married today on LJ, even if it would be polygamy.

If I do get them, it's all your doing, since you explained them to me and all. I actually figured this would inevitably be rather OOC for them, just 'cause, you know, never introduced and all that.

I'm really, really glad you liked the rundown recap. All due to you and your many helpful explanations! And merciless pimping! All hail fanofall, Night Queen of the SN cult and Procurator-General!

*thoughtful inspection of icon*

That's some nose that Danny's got there.

Hmmm. The guys look like they're celebrating. And Isaac looks like he's wondering what he did in a previous life to deserve this. Do I want to know what's going on?
Iphiginia Saberhagenfanofall on June 27th, 2004 09:51 pm (UTC)
That could be any episode ever.

But I think it was Draft Day 2000.

Anyone else wanna jump in and tell me how wrong I am? :-)

Also? I'm getting T-Shirts made that say "All Hail the Procurator-General". Even if no one else knows what they mean. :D
tried to eat the safe banana: thefourthvinethefourthvine on June 28th, 2004 10:38 pm (UTC)
Oh, yes. You NEED t-shirts reading "All Hail the Procurator-General." Because that is so you, and I should know. Hell, I will provide a sworn affadavit if necessary. Also, it will be entertaining to wear; you can watch people read it, do double-takes, read it again, consider asking, and decide not to.

And if you get such a t-shirt made? I want a picture.

Remind me to send you my address in my next email. I have totally, pathetically succumbed. Curse you, Procurator-General!
Iphiginia Saberhagenfanofall on June 28th, 2004 10:42 pm (UTC)
I think I totally do. And I'm sending them to everyone ever.

And then I'm wearing them in public and taking video. It will be great fun!

And then we're sending one to norah as a wedding gift. I haven't decided if it's a gift for her wedding or our wedding or y'all's wedding, or even someone else's wedding, but it's a wedding gift nonetheless.

And I owe you icons.
Auburn: Auburn Leaf by she knows whoauburnnothenna on June 27th, 2004 10:08 am (UTC)
I used to catch Sports Night and your rundown really had the sound of them, so what're you saying, you can't write dialogue? Hah. I'm with Kat Allison on the being willing, hell, happy, to read more characters arguing instead of fucking, as long as they're in character. But, if you'd rather read and rec, we'll all sit back and appreciate that.

Since I know you read due South here's a heads up for something to feed that nagging epistolary addiction.

Belles Lettres by Journey and Denise Raymond. Not only are there letters, it ends with a report.
tried to eat the safe banana: thefourthvinethefourthvine on June 28th, 2004 10:40 pm (UTC)
Ooo. A dS multiple-document story! I am all kinds of excited.

And that is, yes, pathetic. But I am comfortable with being pathetic. I am secure in my level of pathos.

Thanks for the compliments, too, and thanks for reading my recs and, um, non-fic thingy. Whatever it is.
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tried to eat the safe banana: thefourthvinethefourthvine on June 28th, 2004 10:45 pm (UTC)
You love the Aubrey/Maturin, yes? Then you will be helpless to resist the Kowalski/Fraser or the Danny/Casey, and you might also be doomed to enjoy Will/Bran and Luke/David. If you accept this in your heart now, you'll be able to deal with your growing addiction much more easily. Also, you will have more time for reading fic. Trust me. Early acceptance is definitely the way to go.

Now, if I can lapse briefly into a slightly less-dignified posture: Yay! I got you to read dS! *happy dance*

(Side note: so, I assume from your icon that you read Heyer. I read all her mysteries several times when I was a wee lassie - and let me tell you, some of those are good, but some are really dreadful - and I read The Grand Sophy a few years ago. Any others of her books that you could recommend?)
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Resonant: Frogs (by Lanning)resonant8 on June 27th, 2004 12:42 pm (UTC)
No, you don't need to write Sports Night slash. You just did write Sports Night slash. (And very lovely it is, too.)
Iphiginia Saberhagenfanofall on June 27th, 2004 04:06 pm (UTC)
What Res said. *nodnodnod*
tried to eat the safe banana: thefourthvinethefourthvine on June 29th, 2004 02:21 am (UTC)
*prods fanofall*

*points to response to Res, below*

*worries vaguely about ending up in one of those SF short stories where the person proves that he (it's always a he in those stories) doesn't exist, and then he doesn't*
tried to eat the safe banana: thefourthvinethefourthvine on June 29th, 2004 02:19 am (UTC)
Res, I would truly trust your judgment in anything fic-related. But, um, are you sure? Because I myself would say that I did not. And if I did, that would trigger an identity crisis. See, it has been proven that I cannot write fiction. (I think my Best Beloved would vouch for me on this; I will see if I can't get a confirmatory statement to post here.) I think any Socratic logic chain starting from the those two assumptions - I can't write fiction and I did write fiction - would end by proving I don't exist, or something, and that could be disturbing.

But if I did write fiction, I'm very glad you liked it. Thanks.
Resonant: Harry eyesresonant8 on June 29th, 2004 12:22 pm (UTC)
I think any Socratic logic chain starting from the those two assumptions - I can't write fiction and I did write fiction - would end by proving I don't exist

Well, it would mean that if Hypothesis the Second is true, then some part of Hypothesis the First is false -- either the I (i.e. someone else wrote this), the can't (i.e. you're mistaken about what you can and can't do -- quite possible), the write (i.e. you produced this snippet by some method other than what you define as "writing" -- also quite possible), or the fiction (i.e. this is something other than a story).

I would definitely call this a story, if a rather minimalistic one. So either you actually can write fiction, or else your definitions of "fiction" and "write" are unrealistically narrow.

Wandering somewhat from the subject, have you noticed how different a minimalistic story would be from fandom to fandom? In Sports Night, your bare minimum would be clever banter and evidence of Danny/Casey intimacy (sexual or not). In Sentinel, you don't even need the banter, just the intimacy. In Due South, if you've got America-Canada contrast, it's enough. X Files (slash, at least) could probably get along with neither action nor conversation, as long as there was angst.

HP? Well, Harry/Draco doesn't require action or conversation, but someone has to be thinking about how heartbreakingly beautiful someone else is. Remus/Sirius pretty well requires a cuddle, but everything else is optional. And Harry/Snape can limp along on snarling alone if necessary.
Ardent: Honeymoonardent_muses on June 27th, 2004 09:15 pm (UTC)
"The Course" is a favorite of mine, and well worth reccing. That's one of the hottest stories ever.

Aristide isn't in the DS neighborhood these days to my knowledge, although she wrote a HP story recently ... last fall (?). She still has a page up at http://hos.slashcity.com/arslash.htm

All of the DS stories there are amazing, including the one she wrote solo, "All in the Wrist". She's incredibly talented. Damn her. *G*

And my God, woman. If you haven't read "How Ray Got His Groove Back", do not delay. It's a favorite of many DS folk and generously packed with smut.

Hmm. It's almost been long enough that I can go back and re-read all of that stuff for the 48th time. Whee!
tried to eat the safe banana: thefourthvinethefourthvine on June 29th, 2004 02:31 am (UTC)
Well, damn. I really like Aristide's writing; she wrote me into The Sentinel, and the stuff she co-wrote with Bone helped get me settled in due South. If she's no longer writing in either fandom, I am downcast.

*is downcast*

*thinks about "How Ray Got His Groove Back" and is...upcast?*

*wonders what the opposite of downcast really is*

In other words, I have indeed read "How Ray Got His Groove Back," and it is waiting in my list for me to figure out a category to rec it in. Wait! I have just thought of a category! Now all I need is some friends for it in that category.

Huh. Apparently I should send messages to you more often. You inspire me to create new nominations set themes.
terrioterrio on June 28th, 2004 08:23 pm (UTC)
I have a near-lethal addiction to the documentary form, and I'm not talking about movies. My personal favorite is the epistolary, but I'll take diary entries, too, or, hell, tax forms. All documents are good. Stories written about documents, or with documents, or referring to documents - I love those, too. I'm the original cheap date when it comes to this form.

Hee! A friend of mine refers to these as Uberkinks, or Bullet-proof kinks -- the kind of thing where you'd probably enjoy reading them even if they were badly written, or in an unfamiliar fandom. Or both. :-)

Anyway, about a year ago, ds_flashfiction had a Documents challenge. The results are saved in Memories -- maybe you'll find something there you'll like.
tried to eat the safe banana: thefourthvinethefourthvine on June 29th, 2004 02:41 am (UTC)
Oh, god, that's totally it - uberkink. Bullet-proof kink. Either would describe my unfortunate fixation on documentary fiction, which has driven me to some, um, questionable choices of reading matter. I mean, I loved Sorcery and Cecelia, which I read when I was in middle school. But my obsession also led me to read P.S. Longer Letter Later, which is an absolutely dreadful YA book by Ann Martin and Paula Danziger, and which I read as an adult</a> merely because it was an epistolary novel. And we won't even talk about what my movie uberkink, time travel, has driven me to see, except to say that you'd expect Hollywood to produce a decent movie on the topic sooner or later, but you would be wrong.

Damn you, bullet-proof kinks! You have set my feet on dark, dark paths!

But now, at least, I have a name to use when cursing my kinks, and that makes said cursing a lot more satisfying. I thank you. And please thank your friend for me.
plus one skeletondelurker on July 24th, 2004 04:44 am (UTC)
Epistolary novels that are actually very good: 'Feeling Sorry for Celia' and 'Finding Cassy Crazy' (they follow each other) by Jaclyn Moriarty. The story unfolds entirely through letters, emails, notes, etc. They're not about the same people, so you can read them in any order, although FCC was written second and does have a few references to the first one. But I read FCC first and it was fine.
Anyway, they're both really good books.
tried to eat the safe banana: thefourthvine2 by MMWDthefourthvine on July 24th, 2004 08:13 am (UTC)
I will seek them out immediately. Thank you for the rec, and bless you!

*dance of joy*

Epistolary novels, yay!
flyingtapesflyingtapes on June 30th, 2004 07:49 pm (UTC)
You've probably gotten this a million times already, but Mosca is mosca. Another friend o'mine. ::grin::