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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Jul 2008 16:05:14 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;After&amp;nbsp;months&amp;nbsp;of struggling, here&apos;s what I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing original fiction is harder than writing fanfiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Rambling Notes...&quot;&gt;Most of you are saying &quot;no, duh&quot;&amp;nbsp;right now, but, honestly,&amp;nbsp;I didn&apos;t really understand just how much harder it would be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That doesn&apos;t mean writing fanfiction is easy, but, honestly, when you don&apos;t have to invent and describe all of the characters, it&apos;s just that much easier.&amp;nbsp; The only thing that puts a twist on this statement is, your characterization of existing characaters in fanfiction can be an issue, but other than that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;d think that would have been obvious to me, but, no...no, I really didn&apos;t think about it.&amp;nbsp; I mean, I&apos;ve got the plot.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;ve got antagonists.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;ve got setting.&amp;nbsp; I can work those three things with ease after nine years of solid fanfic writing (5 with M7, 4 with SGA).&amp;nbsp; Protagonists?&amp;nbsp; Not so much.&amp;nbsp; I thought that, so long as I created a sort of &quot;template&quot;, I&apos;d be okay and, honestly, I&apos;ve been creating bad guys for years, so OCs aren&apos;t a new thing, but....Nope.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Protagonists are harder.&amp;nbsp; Much harder.&amp;nbsp; Because you have to&amp;nbsp;want to *invest* in them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this wasn&apos;t actually clear to me until Monday night, when&amp;nbsp;I &quot;took a break&quot; from the original story to write the beginning of an NCIS fic, and my fingers flew. 10 pages in a matter of hours. &amp;nbsp;(By the way, no,&amp;nbsp;I don&apos;t write NCIS fic.&amp;nbsp; At least, I never have, but I am now, because I can&apos;t get these two ideas out of my head and they&apos;re messing with my other story.&amp;nbsp; I may never post the fic I write, because of fear of a five year old sandbox of characters where I&apos;ve really only seen about half the shows and the fact that I apparently favor one of the less popular characters on the show, but, eh, what the heck. If my faithful friends/betas like it, I probably will).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It was just so...freeing to be able to write like that again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t&amp;nbsp;know why I&apos;m posting about this.&amp;nbsp; But, well, I thought it was interesting.&amp;nbsp; Plus, I&apos;m on a conference call at work right now, and I don&apos;t really need to add to the discussion so...heh.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just curious --&amp;nbsp;has anyone else&amp;nbsp;felt this difference&amp;nbsp;between original fiction and fanfiction?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 Jun 2008 23:42:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Wee Post.  Book Meme.</title>
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  <description>Got this from &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;anniehow&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://anniehow.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://anniehow.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;anniehow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;’s journal.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I admit, I don’t know what “The Big Read” is, but, apparently (and sort of sadly), they assume that the average adult has only read 6 of the top 100 books they&apos;ve printed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.&lt;br /&gt;2) Italicize those you intend to read.&lt;br /&gt;3) Underline the books you LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;4) Reprint this list in your own LJ so we can try and track down these people who&apos;ve read 6 and force books upon them ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Words, Words, Words...&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;1 Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;2 The Lord of the Rings - JRR Tolkien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;4 Harry Potter series - JK Rowling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;6 The Bible &lt;/b&gt;(like Anniehow, though, only in parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;7 Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;8 Nineteen Eighty Four - George Orwell&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Great Expectations - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt; 11 &lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Little Women - Louisa M Alcott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;12 &lt;/span&gt;Tess of the D&apos;Urbervilles - Thomas Hardy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; 13 &lt;i&gt;Catch 22 - Joseph Heller&lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;14 Complete Works of Shakespeare&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; 15 Rebecca - Daphne Du Maurier &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;16 The Hobbit - JRR Tolkien &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; 17 Birdsong - Sebastian Faulks&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;18 Catcher in the Rye - JD Salinger&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;19 &lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;The Time Traveler&apos;s Wife - Audrey Niffenegger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;20 Middlemarch - George Eliot&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; 21 Gone With The Wind - Margaret Mitchell &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;22 &lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;The Great Gatsby - F Scott Fitzgerald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;23 Bleak House - Charles Dickens&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;  &lt;/u&gt;24 &lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;25 The Hitch Hiker&apos;s Guide to the Galaxy - Douglas Adams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;  &lt;/u&gt;26 Brideshead Revisited - Evelyn Waugh &lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;27&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Crime and Punishment - Fyodor Dostoyevsky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt; 28 Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;29 Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland - Lewis Carroll &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 30 &lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;The Wind in the Willows - Kenneth Grahame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;  &lt;/u&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;31 &lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Anna Karenina - Leo Tolstoy&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 32 David Copperfield - Charles Dickens &lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 33 Chronicles of Narnia - CS Lewis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;34 Emma - Jane Austen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 35 &lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Persuasion - Jane Austen&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;36 The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe - CS Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;  &lt;/u&gt;37 T&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;he Kite Runner - Khaled Hossein&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;br /&gt; 38 Captain Corelli&apos;s Mandolin - Louis De Bernieres&lt;br /&gt; 39&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Memoirs of a Geisha - Arthur Golden&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;40 Winnie the Pooh - AA Milne&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;u&gt;41 Animal Farm - George Orwell&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;42 The Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;43 One Hundred Years of Solitude - Gabriel Garcia Marquez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;  &lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;44 A Prayer for Owen Meany - John Irving&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 45 The Woman in White - Wilkie Collins&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;46 Anne of Green Gables - LM Montgomery&lt;/b&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;  &lt;/u&gt;47 Far From The Madding Crowd – Thomas Hardy&lt;br /&gt; 48 The Handmaid&apos;s Tale - Margaret Atwood &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/b&gt;49 Lord of the Flies - William Golding &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/b&gt;50 Atonement - Ian McEwan&lt;u&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;  &lt;/u&gt;51 Life of Pi - Yann Martel&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;52 Dune - Frank Herbert&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 53 Cold Comfort Farm - Stella Gibbons&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;54 Sense and Sensibility - Jane Austen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 55 A Suitable Boy - Vikram Seth&lt;br /&gt; 56 The Shadow of the Wind - Carlos Ruiz Zafon&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;57 A Tale Of Two Cities - Charles Dickens&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt; 58 Brave New World - Aldous Huxley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 59 The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time - Mark Haddon &lt;br /&gt; 60 Love In The Time Of Cholera - Gabriel Garcia Marquez.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;61 Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 6&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;2 Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 63 The Secret History - Donna Tartt&lt;br /&gt; 64 The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;65 Count of Monte Cristo - Alexandre Dumas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;66 On The Road - Jack Kerouac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;67 Jude the Obscure - Thomas Hardy &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;68 Bridget Jones&apos;s Diary - Helen Fielding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;69 Midnight&apos;s Children - Salman Rushdie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 70 Moby Dick - Herman Melville&lt;br /&gt; 71 Oliver Twist - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;72 Dracula - Bram Stoker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;73 The Secret Garden - Frances Hodgson Burnett&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; 74 Notes From A Small Island - Bill Bryson&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;75 Ulysses - James Joyce&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;76 The Bell Jar - Sylvia Plath&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 77 Swallows and Amazons - Arthur Ransome &lt;br /&gt; 78 Germinal - Emile Zola&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;79 Vanity Fair - William Makepeace Thackeray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;80 Possession - AS Byatt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;81 A Christmas Carol - Charles Dickens&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 82 Cloud Atlas - David Mitchell&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;83 The Color Purple - Alice Walker&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;84 The Remains of the Day - Kazuo Ishiguro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 85 Madame Bovary - Gustave Flaubert&lt;br /&gt; 86 A Fine Balance - Rohinton Mistry&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;87 Charlotte&apos;s Web - EB White&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 88 The Five People You Meet In Heaven - Mitch Albom&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;89 Adventures of Sherlock Holmes - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;90 The Faraway Tree Collection - Enid Blyton&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;91 Heart of Darkness - Joseph Conrad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; .&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;92 The Little Prince - Antoine De Saint-Exupery&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;93 The Wasp Factory - Iain Banks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;94 Watership Down - Richard Adams&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 95 A Confederacy of Dunces - John Kennedy Toole&lt;br /&gt; 96 A Town Like Alice - Nevil Shute&lt;br /&gt; 97 The Three Musketeers - Alexandre Dumas&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;9&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;8 Hamlet - William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;99 Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - Roald Dahl&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 100 Les Miserables - Victor Hugo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;55 of 100. Better than 6. I admit, I fall down on the 20th Century books, like Gabriel Garcia Marquez. What I find odd is that they at least two repetitions on this list.The Complete Works of Shakespeare, and Hamlet.  And, they have the Chronicles of Narnia and the Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe.&amp;nbsp; If you&apos;ve read, say, the Complete Works, then wouldn&apos;t that mean you&apos;ve read Hamlet?&amp;nbsp; Same with the Chronicles. I suppose you could have read Hamlet and not the Complete Works, but then, why have Harry Potter SERIES but not, say, The Sorcerer&apos;s Stone?&amp;nbsp; Or have Hitchhiker&apos;s Guide, but not the whole series? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt; I will say, I’m a little sad not to see some of my favorites on this list, like E.M. Forster, but I guess this publisher doesn’t publish them…?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 Jun 2008 02:22:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ultimate Dance Off!</title>
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  <description>This HAS to be passed on!&amp;nbsp; I laughed so hard, I started to cry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UkTQwP2gFxU&quot;&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UkTQwP2gFxU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my friend GateBiscuit said so eloquently, there are NO WORDS!&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m still laughing!&amp;nbsp; SO MUCH JOY!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2008 18:53:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>American Republicans v. British Conservative Party</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Leesa_peerie mentioned that, in the UK, they&apos;re trying to extend the&amp;nbsp;right of the government to hold a man&amp;nbsp;without charge from 28 days to 42 days.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What&apos;s interesting is, it&apos;s a LABOR party initiative.&amp;nbsp; And, gosh darn it, aren&apos;t they supposed to be like our Dems?&amp;nbsp; But,&amp;nbsp;here&apos;s the kicker...our Dems aren&apos;t like your Labor, anymore than our Republicans are anything like your&amp;nbsp;Conservatives...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vote Dem in the US, but, seriously...I&apos;d so&amp;nbsp;vote Conservative in the UK right now.&amp;nbsp; I voted Blair in a long time ago, and I cheered as Labor&amp;nbsp;finally&amp;nbsp;topped&amp;nbsp;John Major.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Not anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.salon.com/opinion/greenwald/2008/06/13/conservatism/&quot;&gt;http://www.salon.com/opinion/greenwald/2008/06/13/conservatism/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting, isn&apos;t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, politics!&amp;nbsp; How I love it!&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 Jun 2008 17:54:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>SCORE ONE FOR HUMAN RIGHTS!</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Having worked on a tiny part of this case on behalf of one of the detainees a few years ago --&amp;nbsp;someone I absolutely believe should never have been kidnapped from his native Albania and placed in Gitmo -- I&apos;m so, so glad that the Supreme Court finally recognized that its job is to protect&amp;nbsp;the rights set forth in the Constitution, not protecting our administration or allowing paranoia to get the better of our judicial system.&amp;nbsp; No matter what you think about what&apos;s going on in Gitmo or the men there, taking away a man&apos;s habeus corpus rights&amp;nbsp;is abominable.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, YAY for the Supreme Court!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And score one for basic human rights!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.salon.com/opinion/greenwald/2008/06/12/boumediene/&quot;&gt;http://www.salon.com/opinion/greenwald/2008/06/12/boumediene/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I&apos;m still pissed off about the Bush-Gore election opinion, but this makes up for a lot of that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here&apos;s a short excerpt&amp;nbsp;from the article I&apos;ve linked above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;The Court&apos;s ruling was grounded in its recognition that &lt;strong&gt;the guarantee of habeas corpus was so central to the Founding that it was one of the few individual rights included in the Constitution even before the Bill of Rights was enacted&lt;/strong&gt;. As the Court put it: &quot;the Framers viewed unlawful restraint as a fundamental precept of liberty, and they understood the writ of habeas corpus as a vital instrument to secure that freedom.&quot; The Court noted that &lt;strong&gt;freedom from arbitrary or baseless imprisonment was one of the core rights established by the 13th Century Magna Carta&lt;/strong&gt;, and it is the writ of habeas corpus which is the means for enforcing that right. Once habeas corpus is abolished -- as the Military Commissions Act sought to do -- then we return to the pre-Magna Carta days where the Government is free to imprison people with no recourse. &quot;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <title>Sci-Fi Fantasy Book Recommendations: Part Two</title>
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  <description>So, Fantasy.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;ve lived here for most of my life.&amp;nbsp; I love the genre.&amp;nbsp; But, I&apos;ve also been burned by it.&amp;nbsp; There are some writers that people love that I&apos;m not fond of, so I won&apos;t be recommending them, but...I hope people rec them in the comments, because it&apos;s really up to you to judge.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 11pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;serif&amp;#39;&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Classic Fantasy&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;First off, the “classic” fantasy books:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Shelley&apos;s &lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Frankenstein/Mary-Wollstonecraft-Shelley/e/9780486282114/?itm=1&quot;&gt;Frankenstein&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;George Orwell&apos;s &lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/1984/George-Orwell/e/9781595404329/?itm=2&quot;&gt;1984&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Oscar Wilde&apos;s &lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/The-Picture-of-Dorian-Gray/Oscar-Wilde/e/9781593080259/?itm=1&quot;&gt;The Picture of Dorian Grey&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;HG Wells &lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Time-Machine/H-G-Wells/e/9780553213515/?itm=1&quot;&gt;The Time Machine&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, they&apos;re in the fiction section, not sci-fi, despite the fact that they, along with Bram Stoker&apos;s Dracula (a neat book for social history reasons, but not one of my favorites), Dicken&apos;s Christmas Carol, and others, they are pure fantasy.&amp;nbsp; Don&apos;t let their &quot;classic&quot; trappings frighten you -- Besides being really great spun tales, they&apos;re all pretty short books and so, so clever (I haven&apos;t read Verne&apos;s 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea or Journey to the Center of the Earth, but they&apos;re next on my list).&amp;nbsp; [Also, why this is in Times instead of Tahoma, I have no idea.&amp;nbsp; The LJ Cut did it.]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Traditional Fantasy&quot;&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Now, when it comes to more traditional fantasy, i.e. serious stuff, there&apos;s really two categories for me: Heavy and Light.&amp;nbsp; The following are lighter.&amp;nbsp; They&apos;re great beach reads, fantastic for something to read for fun, sort of like Harry Potter.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Eddings&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Pawn-of-Prophecy/David-Eddings/e/9780345335517/?itm=1&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt; Belgariad Series &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;(I admit, I read this as a kid, so it may not be as good as I remember) &lt;br /&gt;Terry Brooks &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Sword-of-Shannara/Terry-Brooks/e/9780345314253/&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Sword of Shannara&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt; series (though I&apos;m more partial to his Landover series, below)&lt;br /&gt;Tad Williams &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/To-Green-Angel-Tower/Tad-Williams/e/9780886775988/?itm=2&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Sword, Memory and Thorn&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt; Series (again, I read this as a kid, but...loved it then)&lt;br /&gt;Craig Shaw Gardner&apos;s &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Dragon-Sleeping/Craig-Shaw-Gardner/e/9780441000494/?itm=1&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Dragon Circle&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt; (supposedly, the author didn&apos;t mean these to be funny, despite being a humor writer, but he couldn&apos;t keep his humor out of this trilogy.&amp;nbsp; Which made me love it more.&amp;nbsp; B&amp;amp;N suggests this might be out of print, but it shouldn&apos;t be that hard to track down--he&apos;s still a popular writer.&amp;nbsp; He just wrote a BSG tie in novel, for one.&amp;nbsp; Bound to be at the library still)&lt;br /&gt;Simon Green &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Blue-Moon-Rising/Simon-R-Green/e/9780451460554/?itm=16&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Blue Moon Rising&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt; and &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Blood-and-Honor/Simon-R-Green/e/9780451452429/?itm=3&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Blood &amp;amp; Honor &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;(hate the cover of the latter, but the male lead is a great archetype.&amp;nbsp; My favorite kind--bad guy in need of redemption)&lt;br /&gt;J.V. Jones &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Bakers-Boy/J-V-Jones/e/9780446670975/?itm=5&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Book of Words&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt; series (I recall really liking this when I read it, but being a little disappointed by the ending.&amp;nbsp; Can&apos;t remember why).&lt;br /&gt;Lyndon Hardy &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Master-of-Five-Magics/Lyndon-Hardy/e/9780345276353/?itm=1&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Master of Five Magics&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt; (I actually think this is a great story because the hero never once seems like a hero, until the very end. May also be out of print, but the library is your friend.)&lt;br /&gt;Alan Dean Foster &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Spellsinger/Alan-Dean-Foster/e/9780446341950/?itm=20&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Spellsinger&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt; series (first few books -- they get tired later on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;I read most of these back in my early twenties, but by the time I was reading Gardner&apos;s books, I was already leaning towards the authors with the sense of humor.&amp;nbsp; That list is much longer, and below.&amp;nbsp; Before I start that, though, there are some authors I haven&apos;t read, but I know other people love, &lt;b&gt;so...if folks have other serious fantasy authors they can rec, please do&lt;/b&gt;!&amp;nbsp; I know &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Storm-Front/Jim-Butcher/e/9780451457813/?itm=10&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Jim Butcher &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;(&quot;Dresden Files&quot;)&amp;nbsp; is very popular, and getting more so.&amp;nbsp; People I trust really like his books.&amp;nbsp; Similarly, I&apos;ve been told &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Assassins-Apprentice/Robin-Hobb/e/9780553573398/?itm=1&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Robin Hobb&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&apos;s Farseer Series is great.&amp;nbsp; I keep meaning to buy those books, even though I&apos;m not fond of her opinion on &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.robinhobb.com/rant.html&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;fanfiction&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;As for heavier series, Tolkein (Lord of the Rings and the Hobbit) and TH White (Once and Future King) are exemplary of not just serious fantasy, but intellectual fantasy (hence the heavy).&amp;nbsp; Their stories require thought.&amp;nbsp; I won&apos;t link those, because I&apos;m guessing everyone knows them.&amp;nbsp; I also want to rec Michael Chabon&apos;s &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/The-Amazing-Adventures-of-Kavalier-and-Clay/Michael-Chabon/e/9780312282998/?itm=1&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;.&amp;nbsp; History and fantasy combined into something that, deservedly, won the Pullitzer Prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;As I mentioned, there are other great authors I don&apos;t particularly like, but others adore.&amp;nbsp; I mean, Sam Raimi is apparently making a TV Series based on Terry Goodkind&apos;s Wizard&apos;s First Rule, and I really disliked that book.&amp;nbsp; The characters were dull to me, and I *hate* torture in novels, no matter who is getting tortured.&amp;nbsp; But, as I said, Goodkind&apos;s incredibly popular, so.... What it boils down to is, there are numerous reasons I don&apos;t like some authors, but rather than list them, I&apos;ll just pretend they don&apos;t exist.&amp;nbsp; Heh.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid3&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Humorous Fantasy (My favorites!)&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Moving on, this is the part where the list gets LONG.&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s the fantasy authors who are both great writers and very funny.&amp;nbsp; I love all these people and would recommend them for when you get tired of reading the books above.&amp;nbsp; Basically, for the same reason that Douglas Adams got &lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;red font &lt;/font&gt;on the last post, so too do all these folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/results.asp?WRD=terry+pratchett&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Terry Pratchett &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;is GOD.&amp;nbsp; Everything he&apos;s written is good, but the &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/The-Color-of-Magic/Terry-Pratchett/e/9780061020711/?itm=4&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Rincewind &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;books, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Mort/Terry-Pratchett/e/9780061020681/?itm=9&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Mort&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/The-Truth/Terry-Pratchett/e/9780380818198/?itm=39&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Truth&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Reaper-Man/Terry-Pratchett/e/9780061020629/?itm=12&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Reaper Man&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt; and the &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Guards-Guards/Terry-Pratchett/e/9780061020643/?itm=18&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Guards&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&apos; books are my favorites in the Discworld.&amp;nbsp; I also love his &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Only-You-Can-Save-Mankind/Terry-Pratchett/e/9780060541873/?itm=11&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Johnny &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;books.&amp;nbsp; All hilarious and clever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/results.asp?ATH=Neil+Gaiman&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Neil Gaiman&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt; is just as good, though I didn&apos;t like American Gods that much.&amp;nbsp; But &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Anansi-Boys/Neil-Gaiman/e/9780060515195/?itm=9&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Anansi Boys&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt; more than made up for it (my favorite of his &quot;long&quot; novels). But if you&apos;re new to Gaiman, start with &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Neverwhere/Neil-Gaiman/e/9780380789016/?itm=5&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Neverwhere&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;. Especially if you&apos;ve been to or live in London and know the &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.afn.org/~alplatt/tube.html&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Tube Map&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;b&gt;And then there&apos;s &lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Good-Omens/Neil-Gaiman/e/9780060853983/?itm=4&quot;&gt;Good Omens&lt;/a&gt;, cowritten by Pratchett and Gaiman.&amp;nbsp; One of my favorite books of all time.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;But, it&apos;s a heavier read.&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s more like Tolkein - save it for when you have time to savor it.&lt;br /&gt;Now, for the sake of my brain, I&apos;m going in alphabetical order as best I can:&lt;br /&gt;Peirs Anthony &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/A-Spell-for-Chameleon/Piers-Anthony/e/9780345347534/?itm=1&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Magic of Xanth &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;series, the first two books (not so much the later books. If you can just read those two and none of the rest, do so.) and &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/On-a-Pale-Horse/Piers-Anthony/e/9780345338587/?itm=4&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;On a Pale Horse &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;This is a great story, that reminds me an awful lot of Pratchett&apos;s Mort...sort of. &lt;br /&gt;Robert Lynn Asprin &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Another-Fine-Myth-Myth-Conceptions/Robert-Asprin/e/9780441009312/?itm=2&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Myth novels&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt; (though the last few have gotten tired.&amp;nbsp; The first few are great, though)&lt;br /&gt;Steven Brust &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/The-Book-of-Jhereg/Steven-Brust/e/9780441006151/?itm=3&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;The Book of Jhereg&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt; novels (I liked the first one the best -- seems to be a pattern, eh?)&lt;br /&gt;Terry Brooks &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Magic-Kingdom-for-Sale-Sold/Terry-Brooks/e/9780345317582/?itm=2&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Kingdom of Landover&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt; series (I rather adore displaced&amp;nbsp; everymans)&lt;br /&gt;C. Dale Brittain&apos;s &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/A-Bad-Spell-in-Yurt/C-Dale-Brittain/e/9780671720759/?itm=2&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Yurt &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;books&lt;br /&gt;L. Sprague de Camp&apos;s &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/The-Complete-Compleat-Enchanter/L-Sprague-de-Camp/e/9780671698096/?itm=32&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;The Complete Compleat Enchanter &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;(again, displaced everyman)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Sweet-Silver-Blues/Glen-Cook/e/9780451450708/?itm=3&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Glen Cook Garrett PI &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Series (he&apos;s more well known for the Black Company, a serious fantasy series, but I haven&apos;t read it yet. I keep meaning to!) Oh, the Garrett series is Nero Wolfe (Garrett is Goodwin, no joke. Cook did it deliberately) meets Ankh Morpork.&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s a blast.&amp;nbsp; The books in the series keep getting better, by the way -- I buy them as soon as they appear on the shelves.&amp;nbsp; He&apos;s tagged in my B&amp;amp;N register.&amp;nbsp; There&apos;s only one that I didn&apos;t like.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Rick Cook &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Wiz-BIZ/Rick-Cook/e/9780671878467/?itm=2&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Wiz Biz&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt; series -- another displaced everyman, sort of.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A computer hacker.&amp;nbsp; Total silliness.&amp;nbsp; I read these in college.&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s a library read, I wouldn&apos;t buy them.&amp;nbsp; But they are fun and light.&amp;nbsp; Sort of like Dan McGirt&apos;s &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Jason-Cosmo/Dan-McGirt/e/9780451162885/?itm=3&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Jason Cosmo&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;, who reminds me of Sam Raimi&apos;s awesome Evil Dead character, Ash.&amp;nbsp; I admit...I&apos;m not sure these two are recs so much as a, &quot;if you&apos;re bored and want a laugh&quot; read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[And now I&apos;m blanking on the middle of the alphabet...um...I&apos;ll have to fill in more of the middle later].&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert Heinlein &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Glory-Road/Robert-A-Heinlein/e/9780765312228/?itm=1&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Glory Road&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt; (I have read *one* Heinlein novel -- this one.&amp;nbsp; It was great.&amp;nbsp; Don&apos;t know why I can&apos;t read the rest of his stuff)&lt;br /&gt;Connie Willis &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/To-Say-Nothing-of-the-Dog/Connie-Willis/e/9780553575385/?itm=2&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;To Say Nothing of the Dog&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Lawrence Watt-Evans &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/The-Misenchanted-Sword/Lawrence-Watt-Evans/e/9781587152825/?itm=6&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Ethshar series&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt; (I also like his Dragon Weather books, but they&apos;re not as good)&lt;br /&gt;Roger Zelazny &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/The-Great-Book-of-Amber/Roger-Zelazny/e/9780380809066/?itm=1&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Chronicles of Amber&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Darn it.&amp;nbsp; I know there are more than this.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;ll have to go raid my shelves at the folk&apos;s house to remember them, though.&amp;nbsp; Sorry!&amp;nbsp; But that&apos;s a good start.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully everyone reading this CAN RECOMMEND MORE!&amp;nbsp; Please?&amp;nbsp; With a cherry on top?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Hooray for Fantasy Books! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note -- I&apos;m not touching graphic novels (Elfquest, Sandman, Watchmen, etc), short stories (except for the Complete Compleat Enchanter, because that was more a series) or plays (Midsummer&apos;s Night Dream, anyone?) or other forms of art.&amp;nbsp; If you want to rec them, though, you can.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;Oh, another note -- I&apos;m not really up on the more contemporary authors -- i.e., people who have cropped up in the last five years or so.&amp;nbsp; Fanfiction really did eat up my brain for a long time, so I just read the authors I knew when I went to the store.&amp;nbsp; So, bring on the new authors!&amp;nbsp; Who do I need to read that&apos;s new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for suffering through that.&amp;nbsp; And, yes, I&apos;m brand loyal to B&amp;amp;N because I worked there.&amp;nbsp; Feel free to use Amazon, Borders, Dillons, Waterstone&apos;s, Crown Books, Powell&apos;s, the Strand, or whomever else you like.&amp;nbsp; But ESPECIALLY your library.&amp;nbsp; Above all, start at the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Also, apologies for the font issues.&amp;nbsp; Weird issues with LJ Cut, and I can&apos;t seem to fix it.]</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 09 Jun 2008 00:12:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sci-Fi/Fantasy Book Recommendations: Part One</title>
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  <description>The fabulous &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;water_soter&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://water-soter.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://water-soter.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;water_soter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;asked for some recommendations of good/fun books to read in the sci-fi/fantasy genre.&amp;nbsp; Obviously, it&apos;s a massive genre, and there&apos;s disagreements over what books should be in there or just in the fiction section, or what is sci-fi and what is fantasy, what is adult and what is young adult, yadda yadda yadda, but *regardless*, I thought I&apos;d pop the question to everyone who happens to stop by my livejournal from time to time.&amp;nbsp; What do you recommend for sci-fi books?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, &lt;b&gt;everyone recommend something! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;How Taran Broke Me into Fantasy&quot;&gt;Me, I&apos;ve been reading sci-fi/fantasy since I was about 12.&amp;nbsp; That&apos;s when I moved from England to the States, and I ran out of Enid Blyton&apos;s &quot;famous five&quot; and &quot;secret seven&quot; mystery stories to read.&amp;nbsp; They didn&apos;t have them here in the US, and I was devastated (they might now, I haven&apos;t checked--great books for kids, if any of you need books to give as gifts).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So, I&amp;nbsp; wandered into my dad&apos;s bookshelves (every room in my parent&apos;s house is filled with books.&amp;nbsp; My mother&apos;s books were downstairs.&amp;nbsp; Dad&apos;s were upstairs.) and, after biting my lip for a while, I asked one of my brothers to tell me what to read.&amp;nbsp; He gave me Lloyd Alexander&apos;s &lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/The-Book-of-Three/Lloyd-Alexander/e/9780805080483/?itm=1&quot;&gt;The Book of Three &lt;/a&gt;(the first book in &lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/results.asp?WRD=lloyd+alexander&quot;&gt;The Prydain Chronicles&lt;/a&gt;).&amp;nbsp; I fell in love immediately.&amp;nbsp; I read all five books in a couple of days, then started attacking my dad&apos;s shelves alphabetically (I&apos;m still not sure I should forgive dad for having Piers Anthony on his shelves...&amp;lt;bg&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp; More on that later).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the long road to ruin (in the form of reading everything sci-fi and fantasy on my dad&apos;s shelves, then in the local town library) occurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem is -- I&apos;ve read a lot.&amp;nbsp; And I read it over the course of ages 12 to 34.&amp;nbsp; Tastes change over time and, of course, at 12, everything is new and brilliant (yes, Piers Anthony, I&apos;m still looking at you - damn you and your mad puns!), and you don&apos;t realize what&apos;s derivative and what is not for a while.&amp;nbsp; I mean, look at Harry Potter.&amp;nbsp; Genre breaking?&amp;nbsp; Not so much, yet a lot of folks who have never read a lot of fantasy or sci-fi might think so.&amp;nbsp; But, then again, who cares?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Harry Potter, like everything else I&apos;m going to list, is great fun to read. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, where to start? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still would recommend Alexander&apos;s Prydain Chronicles, even to someone who is older.&amp;nbsp; Technically, they&apos;re for &quot;young adults&quot;, but screw that.&amp;nbsp; They&apos;re for everyone.&amp;nbsp; AND they really are a great way to introduce the genre.&amp;nbsp; They&apos;re a fast read (as opposed to, say, Tolkein), fun, and are quintessential fantasy.&amp;nbsp; Plus, J.K. Rowling, C.S. Lewis and Tolkein are technically categorized for &quot;young adults&quot; as well -- it&apos;s all poppycock.&amp;nbsp; When I worked at Barnes &amp;amp; Noble back in the day (for three happy years in my 20s),&amp;nbsp; I would always put Tolkein in the adult section.&amp;nbsp; All the bookstores do it now, at least for Tolkein.&amp;nbsp; Thank you, Peter Jackson.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what else is out there?&amp;nbsp; This is where it gets trickier to recommend books, because, really, there are subsets within the genre and, after you start reading, you&apos;ll learn that you&apos;ll prefer one type of story over another.&amp;nbsp; By the time I was 18, I knew I liked fantasy better.&amp;nbsp; Then, about ten years ago, I fell for the humorists -- the tongue in cheek end of the genre (and it&apos;s a stellar and vast group).&amp;nbsp; And more recently, the mystery writers.&amp;nbsp; But before all that, I did read some of the more traditionalists, so...here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Pure Sci-Fi Recs (no Fantasy or Futuristic)&quot;&gt;I&apos;m going to break this post into two.&amp;nbsp; This part is &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;just sci-fi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; -- by which I mean, outer space.&amp;nbsp; There&apos;s many ways to divide sci-fi and fantasy, but I&apos;m going with a really bright line and sticking with just outer space for now.&amp;nbsp; Everything else (i.e. fantasy and futuristic stuff) will be in the next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want hard sci-fi (meaning dark, serious and richly populated with some of the most famous authors around), then some of my favorites are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan Simmons &lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Hyperion/Dan-Simmons/e/9780553283686/?itm=1&quot;&gt;Hyperion &lt;/a&gt;series;&lt;br /&gt;Ursula K. LeGuin&apos;s &lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/The-Left-Hand-of-Darkness/Ursula-K-Le-Guin/e/9780441478125/?itm=8&quot;&gt;Left Hand of Darkness&lt;/a&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;William Gibson&apos;s &lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Neuromancer/William-Gibson/e/9780441569595/&quot;&gt;Neuomancer;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan Dean Foster&apos;s &lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/results.asp?SID=346885&quot;&gt;Pip &amp;amp; Flinx&lt;/a&gt; series (For the Love of Mother-Not and The Tar-Aiym Krang start it--I remember loving both);&lt;br /&gt;Iain M. Banks &lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Use-of-Weapons/Iain-M-Banks/e/9780316030571/?itm=1&quot;&gt;Use of Weapons&lt;/a&gt;; and &lt;br /&gt;Orson Scott Card&apos;s &lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Enders-Game/Orson-Scott-Card/e/9780812550702/?itm=1&quot;&gt;Ender&apos;s Game&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here&apos;s why I admit to a HUGE gap in my knowledge--I&apos;ve never read Clarke, Heinlein, Philip K. Dick, Asimov or some of the other really famous, classic sci-fi authors.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;d recommend them just because they are classic, but I can&apos;t as a reader, since I haven&apos;t read them.&amp;nbsp; This is because, as I mentioned, by the time I was 18, I&apos;d learned I liked fantasy better.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m more a &quot;like earth, but not&quot; sort of person.&amp;nbsp; So, in the fantasy realm, I have a lot more recs.&amp;nbsp; Still, if some of the more hard core space folks out there can give there two cents on the &quot;greats&quot;, I would love to hear it.&amp;nbsp; I bought Dune, but it&apos;s just sitting there...gathering dust.&amp;nbsp; So bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEANWHILE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want more humorous sci-fi (which is my favorite--dark and funny at the same time, like Stargate), then I&apos;d recommend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spider Robinson&apos;s &lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/results.asp?SID=276099&quot;&gt;Callahan series&lt;/a&gt; (beware -- the man *loves* bad puns!);&lt;br /&gt;John Scalzi&apos;s &lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/The-Androids-Dream/John-Scalzi/e/9780765348289/?itm=3&quot;&gt;Android&apos;s Dream.&lt;/a&gt; (A couple of other people we all &quot;know&quot; like this one as well - &lt;a href=&quot;http://josephmallozzi.wordpress.com/2008/05/26/may-26-2008-the-androids-dream-by-john-scalzi/&quot;&gt;Hewlett gives it a thumbs up&lt;/a&gt;!);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, above all, &lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;with lots of stars and kowtowing&lt;/font&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Douglas Adams &lt;a href=&quot;http://search.barnesandnoble.com/The-Ultimate-Hitchhikers-Guide-to-the-Galaxy/Douglas-Adams/e/9780345453747/?itm=2&quot;&gt;Hitchhiker&apos;s Guide to the Galaxy&lt;/a&gt; series.&amp;nbsp; One of my favorite sets of books of all time.&amp;nbsp; I read sections of it over and over--just because it makes me happy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yes, I know.&amp;nbsp; For pure sci-fi, that was a pretty short list.&amp;nbsp;  It might get longer -- I need to go to my parents house and check my shelves.&amp;nbsp; I dump my books on them every few years or so, so there may be more than this.&amp;nbsp; But for now, that&apos;s what I&apos;ve got for outer space.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this changes in the next post.&amp;nbsp; Fantasy Books. There&apos;s a &lt;i&gt;lot &lt;/i&gt;of &apos;em listed in part two.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 05 Jun 2008 20:36:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Reinventing the Four Kingdoms and Sherlock Holmes (Plus Shore Leave Query)</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Here we are, deep in the middle of the big &quot;gap&quot; between SGA 4 and SGA 5.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;ve not read any spoilers...yet.&amp;nbsp; (Friendshipper trying to tempt me into reading David Hewlett&apos;s interview yesterday was CRUEL!&amp;nbsp; It took everything I had not to click on that link in her LJ!&amp;nbsp; Okay--technically, she didn&apos;t write it to&amp;nbsp;tempt me. She was just reporting. But, since it&apos;s always all about me, that&apos;s how I saw it. &amp;lt;bg&amp;gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I&apos;ve been diligently working away at the original story.&amp;nbsp; The big rewrite of the old Four Kingdoms fantasy epic from my M7 days.&amp;nbsp; As of now,&amp;nbsp;I&apos;ve written a brand new prologue/first chapter, reinvented half the characters into different people, and, curiously so far, very little except the plot seems to be staying the same.&amp;nbsp; Dialogue, for example--completely different.&amp;nbsp; Of course, it helps that the first book isn&apos;t very good--I don&apos;t feel so bad about gutting it.&amp;nbsp;Thankfully, I&apos;ve already fallen for the&amp;nbsp;first woman character I created (&quot;Oriane&quot;), so here&apos;s hoping I can keep her real.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;ve been&amp;nbsp;worried about&amp;nbsp;writing an&amp;nbsp;original female character, after so many years of writing men and writing fanfic.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read that.&amp;nbsp; Weird, isn&apos;t it?&amp;nbsp; I mean, I&apos;m a girl.&amp;nbsp; I should be able to write&amp;nbsp;a woman easily....&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&amp;nbsp;I&apos;m not the only one doing a &quot;reinvention&quot;. &amp;nbsp;I got a great laugh from ew.com&apos;s popwatch page, where&amp;nbsp;they digged a little on the fact that Guy Ritchie (of &quot;Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels&quot; fame, among others) is going to do Sherlock Holmes.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This was the bloggers at EW&apos;s take, and it cracked me up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://popwatch.ew.com/popwatch/2008/06/sherlock-ritchi.html#more&quot;&gt;http://popwatch.ew.com/popwatch/2008/06/sherlock-ritchi.html#more&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I love mad journalists!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all is well out there!&amp;nbsp; Can&apos;t wait until July!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, speaking of...is anyone going to ShoreLeave?&amp;nbsp; The&amp;nbsp;con&amp;nbsp;in Baltimore in Mid-July?&amp;nbsp; I really want to go to the Writer&apos;s Conference thing -- where Ann Crispin and others&amp;nbsp;are going to not only discuss writing in the genre, but getting published in the genre.&amp;nbsp; Anyone else going?&amp;nbsp; (Oh, and, yeah...David Hewlett, his sister Kate, and Jewel Staite are supposed to be there).&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2008 20:08:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>On The Dangers of Falling for a &quot;Ship&quot;...</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;I can&apos;t work today!&amp;nbsp; I&apos;ve only been back from vacation for five days, and yet I can not focus to save my life.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;The old question of &quot;&gt;So, here&apos;s a question.&amp;nbsp; This is a dead horse I&apos;m beating, I know, but, if a relationship is canon,&amp;nbsp;would writing about&amp;nbsp;it still be considered&amp;nbsp;Gen?&amp;nbsp; I always felt that, when Cadman and Beckett were going out, or Rodney or Katie, that referencing their relationship, or using it as a plot point/source of character development, could still be considered in the Gen realm, so long as it wasn&apos;t the focus of the story.&amp;nbsp; But,&amp;nbsp;upon deeper&amp;nbsp;reflection, it seems safer to go with the rule that Gen means no relationships&amp;nbsp;(well, you can reference them, but you don&apos;t need to see them).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;So, ultimately, following that logic, a canon story doesn&apos;t necessarily need to be Gen, right?&amp;nbsp; Because a story that explored Katie and Rodney&apos;s relationship wouldn&apos;t be Gen, but it would and could&amp;nbsp;have fit fine within the canon...&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what would it be?&amp;nbsp; Would&amp;nbsp;a story about Rodney and Katie be Het?&amp;nbsp;Even&amp;nbsp;it&apos;s totally G rated, and it&apos;s just the sad tale of the rise and fall of their relationship in light of what happened around them?&amp;nbsp;Or, what if their relationship was just one aspect of a larger story -- like Quarantine.&amp;nbsp; What genre did that show fall in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason for the question is that, I&apos;m apparently becoming a shipper. &amp;nbsp;This distresses me because most romance stories give me the heebie jeebies.&amp;nbsp; At the same time, it&apos;s just another source of character development, right?&amp;nbsp; I mean, people are romantic, they fall in love&amp;nbsp;-- it&apos;s just another human attribute to be explored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I mean by &amp;nbsp;&quot;I&apos;m becoming a shipper&quot; is that&amp;nbsp;I dreamt up a story last night that started with McKay going on a date with Keller (yes, contrary to half the fandom&apos;s opinion, I do think Keller asked Rodney on a date at the end of Trio), and, in the background, seeing Ronon&apos;s reaction to their date.&amp;nbsp; I think I&apos;m playing into the idea that there could be a triangle there (I don&apos;t know if the show will go that way -- not having read any spoilers for next season -- but it would/could be a natural progression of that storyline, if the writers&amp;nbsp;wanted.&amp;nbsp; See as this is a sci-fi show that&apos;s partly a comedy, they probably won&apos;t, but they could).&amp;nbsp; Anyway, nothing really *goes* anywhere because the plot spins off in another direction,&amp;nbsp;meaning I don&apos;t push the story into AU land, but it does crop up in later talks...I guess I&apos;m a shipper.&amp;nbsp; Who knew?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m trying to decide whether I should go rewrite the intro on my page, saying I&apos;m a Gen writer.&amp;nbsp; If I write this story...does that make me a Het writer?&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;What exactly is Het?&amp;nbsp; I mean, we bungle all the Slash stories into one pile.&amp;nbsp; Do we do the same to Het, even though some Het is canon (while Slash isn&apos;t)?&amp;nbsp; And what&amp;nbsp;if the relationship isn&apos;t the focus of the story, but may start out there, and/or have an affect on the plot or characters later, does that make a story purely Het or does it make it sort of half Het, half Gen...?&amp;nbsp; Of course, there are&amp;nbsp;many slash stories&amp;nbsp;out there&amp;nbsp;that are basically Gen stories with a dash of slash added in, and they&apos;re not separated out.&amp;nbsp; Although, again, Slash has the added problem of not being canon, but how much of an impact does whether something is canon have on a story&apos;s genre definition?&amp;nbsp; Which brings me all the way back to the beginning of this post....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 May 2008 19:12:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hallloooooo!</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m Back!&amp;nbsp; Two weeks of fabulous pub food, mooching off my folks (and my brother), reveling in the glorious (the Crown Jewels are so SHINY) and not so glorious (Cromwell&apos;s digs...so dark and so puritan), and wishing I didn&apos;t have to come home.&amp;nbsp; Except for one thing.&amp;nbsp; That $2 to 1 GBP thing?&amp;nbsp; BITES.&amp;nbsp; I had to erase the pound sign and stick in the dollar sign not to freak out.&amp;nbsp; But other than that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Babbling&quot;&gt;It was a great trip.&amp;nbsp; Our friend,&amp;nbsp;one of our fellow fic writers, performed brilliantly in the ultra-triathalon she was in, including finishing third in the 32 mile run after the two ringers.&amp;nbsp; When she writes about the&amp;nbsp;agony of anything remotely related to extreme athleticism,&amp;nbsp;she speaks from experience. LOL!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also got to do some of the more touristy things I don&apos;t usually do when I go to Great Britain (on account of hanging out with my folks and family most of the time).&amp;nbsp; Tower of London (last done on a school trip when I was about 11), Westminster Abbey (Damn that place is crowded! By the living and the dead), British Museum (one of the coolest museums on the planet), and lots of walking around. We also saw Cambridge (where we mooched off my magnanimous folks), Stratford-Upon-Avon, Blenheim Palace, Oxford, Bath, Salisbury, Wales and various points inbetween.&amp;nbsp; I didn&apos;t get my friends up to the Lake District, my favorite place on earth, but I will someday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, all my family is well and happy and full of vim and vigor, including my insatiable, adorable nephew of the tousled blond locks.&amp;nbsp; He&apos;s adorable and thuggish, all at the same time.&amp;nbsp; Can&apos;t really expect anything less of a Tipper, really.&amp;nbsp; We&apos;re all adorable and thuggish.&amp;nbsp; Well...thuggish.&amp;nbsp; We lost the adorableness because we all ended up sort of tall. LOL!&amp;nbsp; I was cute when I was two, though, I swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the old grind (I&apos;m at work), and I also have to reply to all the kind and wonderful people who left me reviews on Figurative Hell!&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m sneaking the opportunity to do that at work today, since I can&apos;t focus with all the construction noise (my floor is being completely redone into cubicles. Ick).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll try to post some pics a little later this week.&amp;nbsp; Hope none of you had any fun while I was gone!&amp;nbsp; Hee! (I&apos;m such a selfish person, so, so selfish).</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 Apr 2008 04:59:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Off to England!</title>
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  <description>Sorry I haven&apos;t been around much lately!&amp;nbsp; Work is still all topsy turvy, so I&apos;ve been working really late hours and coming home just too tired to do anything but go to sleep.&amp;nbsp; And I know I owe replies to all the comments on the ficathon!&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m so sorry! I will reply, but, damn it, I&apos;m out of time now.&amp;nbsp; I leave tomorrow for England and Wales -- for 10 days!&amp;nbsp; Whoot!&amp;nbsp; Going over to visit the folks (again) and my brother, sister-in-law and nephew (who won&apos;t remember me, but I&apos;ll still try to make an impression anyway!).&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m also showing some friends around the mother country -- where they&apos;ll learn I drive just as crazy on the left as I do on the right. &amp;lt;bg&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish I could show them all of it!&amp;nbsp; Alas, we&apos;re staying in the south and Wales.&amp;nbsp; But I will take them to the Lake District someday.&amp;nbsp; I think everyone should stand on the edge of Derwent Water just once in their life.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well...Ullswater will do in a pinch, especially if the daffodils are in bloom.&amp;nbsp; Either way, still my most favorite place on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I&apos;ll be back in two weeks.&amp;nbsp; Don&apos;t have fun without me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, yes, I still have to pack.&amp;nbsp; Gah.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 22 Apr 2008 04:10:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Gen Ficathon Is Complete!  Yay!</title>
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  <description>Oh Frabjous Day! Callooh! Callay!&amp;nbsp; The &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;sga_genficathon&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/sga_genficathon/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;16&apos; height=&apos;16&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/sga_genficathon/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;sga_genficathon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; authors have been revealed! (Yay!)&amp;nbsp; Very cool to compare and contrast that list with the authors, now that I know who is who.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for running the whole thing, &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;friendshipper&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://friendshipper.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://friendshipper.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;friendshipper&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&amp;nbsp; It was great fun (albeit, if I felt it was a little overwhelming as a reader -- I still need to read half the stories -- I can&apos;t even imagine what it was like as the moderator!)&amp;nbsp; Anyway, yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend everyone head over and check if out, if you haven&apos;t yet.&amp;nbsp; Especially the Ronon stories, which I think were my favorites (like Finding the Way, Exposure, Luck of the Draw, Ouroboros and others).&amp;nbsp; Also, the humor ones?&amp;nbsp; All rocked.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/sga_genficathon/29948.html#cutid1&quot;&gt;The Master List is here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine is here on LJ: &lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/sga_genficathon/17930.html&quot;&gt;Figurative Hell and Literal High Water&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;ll go up on Fanfiction.net and my site later this week, after a little bit o&apos; editing.&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s got a number of errors in it from writing it way, way too fast as my poor beta will attest (I was so late, she had to beta almost the moment I was done with each section, because I was sending her another new section less than a day later.&amp;nbsp; Poor NT.&amp;nbsp; Above and beyond, old friend.&amp;nbsp; Thanks).&amp;nbsp; I&apos;ll edit this post when I get those up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;A few short story notes&quot;&gt;Anyway -- here&apos;s just a few story notes, if you&apos;re interested, and, later, a plea.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story itself was really simple -- man v. elements, or, in this case, Keller v. elements. All it is, is Keller dealing both with the storm from hell, and with the storm that is Rodney McKay in full out save my team (while having typical moments of both total panic, furious anger, and self-sacrificing heroism) mode.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And there might have been a landslide...or two...and poor Rodney suffering that most cliche of fanfic moments--being taken down by a falling tree.&amp;nbsp; In other words--the plot wasn&apos;t really important.&amp;nbsp; What I really wanted to write was a&amp;nbsp; &quot;how Keller became a member of the team&quot; story.&amp;nbsp; The whole thing was written to lead up to the very last line of the fic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know.&amp;nbsp; Even when I&apos;m not trying to write a team fic, I write a team fic.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I&apos;m telling you this because I have a plea.&amp;nbsp; I want more Keller fics.&amp;nbsp; Gen ones.&amp;nbsp; Or, I guess I should say, *canon* ones (I&apos;m totally happy with a human Keller who finds the guys attractive and flirts.&amp;nbsp; I mean, come on, who doesn&apos;t?&amp;nbsp; And, sorry, but calling a woman who has two crushes in one year a slut?&amp;nbsp; Or a female Kirk?&amp;nbsp; What strange, closeted world do the people who say that live in? I crush on a different guy almost every single day.&amp;nbsp; I mean, have you seen Ronon? She&apos;s not blind!&amp;nbsp; And who wouldn&apos;t find Rodney crushable after he saved your life in Trio?&amp;nbsp; Hell, if I were Keller, I&apos;d probably be crushing on all *three* of the guys...oh wait, I already do...&amp;lt;bg&amp;gt;) &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also say this because I really, really recommend you guys try writing Keller.&amp;nbsp; ESPECIALLY those of you who may be feeling a little writer&apos;s block and might be looking to find a new way to view our SGA world.&amp;nbsp; She panics, she bumbles and fumbles, she really, really doesn&apos;t want to be doing anything heroic, and she&apos;s just so incredibly, painfully human.&amp;nbsp; And if you don&apos;t believe me, just run down some of the transcripts from Missing and Trio.&amp;nbsp; I haven&apos;t had that much fun writing a character since I first started writing McKay.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks again Friendshipper.&amp;nbsp; And to Flah7, who fixed some of my medical goofs, and to NotTasha for betaing as usual.&amp;nbsp; And to everyone who takes me up on writing Keller fics.&amp;nbsp; I will be in your debt. &amp;lt;bg&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 27 Mar 2008 03:36:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fanfiction.net -- why do you suck SO MUCH?</title>
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  <description>NT just let me know that Fanfiction.net has, in an update on the 22nd of this month, removed all scene breaks from stories formed by dashes or whathaveyou.&amp;nbsp; ALL of my scene breaks were dashes.&amp;nbsp; I didn&apos;t like their line break thingy--it kept screwing up my formatting when they first introduced it in 2003 or so, so I stuck with dashes. But it means that now all my stories are without scene breaks.&amp;nbsp; WTF?&amp;nbsp; I&apos;ve been posting there since 2001, never complained about anything they&apos;ve done before -- but this?&amp;nbsp; Seriously, what the hell?&amp;nbsp; WHY? I have, what, 30-40 stories up on their site, and some of them are monsters in length.&amp;nbsp; To go through every single story, every single chapter, and try to remember where all the scene breaks are....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s evil.&amp;nbsp; EVIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can&apos;t comprehend the sheer amount of tedium it will take to put them all back in one by one.&amp;nbsp; Why?&amp;nbsp; Why would they do something so CRUEL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what do I do?&amp;nbsp; Do I take the stories all down?&amp;nbsp; I mean, they&apos;re not readable without the scene breaks.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  But I do not have the time to fix them.&amp;nbsp; Ack!&amp;nbsp; Anyone else have a suggestion?&amp;nbsp; I honestly don&apos;t know what to do here.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Mar 2008 19:04:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Your First TV Love...</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;I don&apos;t know about all of you, but I still know who my very first, honest to goodness, hot and heavy TV crush was, and that was Face from the A-Team.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Ah, reminscing...&quot;&gt;I was the ultimate prepubescent teen with a crush--I&amp;nbsp;could watch him do nothing but stand in the background in a shot and I&apos;d be happy.&amp;nbsp; (Of course, that wasn&apos;t enough, and what I now know is fanfic--except that I didn&apos;t write it down--would course through my brain before I fell asleep, or at random points during the day, often in class).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When in 1986, we&amp;nbsp;got a VCR for the upstairs TV, I&apos;d tape the show and watch every ep over and over, contemplating the characters and what I might have done differently.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;d read all sorts of additional layers into their actions and movements and faces, and, man, if there&apos;d been PCs then and the internet, I would have been all over that.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;(Just like I do now, with SGA).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there wasn&apos;t.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1998, eleven years after the A-Team went off the air, I found fanfiction, and a site called the VA Hospital for fanfic, and I read everything on there in a span of about six months.&amp;nbsp; Well, everything except slash, which *totally* confused me.&amp;nbsp; I honestly had no idea what I was reading. LOL!&amp;nbsp; But, regardless, it was a revelation.&amp;nbsp; I wrote my own first fanfic, which, seriously, is a depressing little fic which should be shown to all beginning writers as an example of how NOT to write POV, how dangerous homophones are, and how not to punctuate quotes, but there you go.&amp;nbsp; I wrote it.&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s out there.&amp;nbsp; It was my first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I moved on to M7, which is a whole &apos;nother story.&amp;nbsp; (And, of course, I&apos;ve had plenty of other crushes since Face, including from shows *older* than the A-Team I caught in reruns, but he really was the &lt;u&gt;first&lt;/u&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I bring this up?&amp;nbsp; Well, partly because I wondered who all your first TV crushes are (and I mean *the* first).&amp;nbsp; But also because of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(FROM VARIETY) – Twentieth Century Fox&apos;s John Singleton-directed &lt;i&gt;A-Team&lt;/i&gt; movie is set for release on June 12, 2009. Casting has not yet been announced. The movie will be based on the 1980s TV show starring Mr. T and George Peppard as members of a team of former special forces soldiers, set up for a crime they didn&apos;t commit, who lend a hand to innocent people in need. The script is being written by Michael Brandt and Derek Haas (&lt;i&gt;Wanted, 3:10 to Yuma&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m totally at a loss of what to think about this.&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s not the first time the notion been floated--maybe about the third or fourth time I&apos;ve seen the idea in the press--but this one feels...well, it has a *release date*.&amp;nbsp; That&apos;s kinda impressive.&amp;nbsp; And scary.&amp;nbsp; But, here&apos;s the thing--why is it scary?&amp;nbsp; I mean, am I really that silly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, yes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;A little more babbling under here&quot;&gt;I loved the remake of 3:10 to Yuma, and if they go that dark with the A-Team, I wouldn&apos;t mind, because the action was superb in that movie (plus, come on, Bale and Crowe are gorgeous), and that was ALWAYS my favorite part of the show.&amp;nbsp; But...what it they pull a Charlie&apos;s Angels?&amp;nbsp; Or a Starsky &amp;amp; Hutch? Not that I didn&apos;t like those as well, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me worried and excited at the same time.&amp;nbsp; I mean, I really only have four shows&amp;nbsp;that I know so well, I could quote almost every line: SGA, M7, A-Team and Monty Python.&amp;nbsp; I love all four dearly, to the point when I almost feel invested in them somehow, and would hate to see them&amp;nbsp;&quot;messed&quot; with.&amp;nbsp; Which seems so, so silly.&amp;nbsp; At the same time, the idea of&amp;nbsp;something *new* is so exciting!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Truth is, I feel&amp;nbsp;quite ridiculous caring this much, and yet I do.&amp;nbsp; What is up&amp;nbsp;with that?&amp;nbsp; I think I need someone to explain it to me. LOL!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thoughts?&amp;nbsp; Ruminations?&amp;nbsp; Admonishments?&amp;nbsp; Outright mockery?</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 14 Mar 2008 18:58:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Meme: Five Questions</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Stolen from&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;leesa_perrie&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://leesa-perrie.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://leesa-perrie.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;leesa_perrie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Doing this from work to take a break from the slings and arrows and all that.&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Five Questions and Answers...&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. What do you see when you are looking out of the window closest to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Trees.&amp;nbsp; Hills covered in trees. More trees. Oh.&amp;nbsp; And a hawk.&amp;nbsp; (I work in Central Mass, it&apos;s all trees here and hawks and falcons and little birds which attack said falcons to keep them from their nests). In the distance, I can see the gray ribbon that is Route 495 spotted with tiny glittering headlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Who was the last person coming into your room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My secretary, wondering if my pain-filled groan from something I received over email was a call for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. What is the most predominant colour around you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Gunmetal gray and Tapioca.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Yes, my office is that ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. What is right behind you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Desk piled high with papers, plans, engineering specs&amp;nbsp;and, behind that,&amp;nbsp;windows (out of which I can see said trees), and on the floor is box of diet coke cans (necessary, life giving sustenance!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. What is on today&apos;s calendar sheet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Heh.&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s in Tipper code.&amp;nbsp; On the list is: Moss-Env., S-145, TelCo, Brockton, BF-PJ, and Salem.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and in big red letters:&amp;nbsp;&quot;Geoff&apos;s Birthday! Call your brother, you idiot! NB: 4 hour time diff. only.&quot; &amp;nbsp;Whee!&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s all joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and, maybe I&apos;ll steal a meme from &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;friendshipper&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://friendshipper.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://friendshipper.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;friendshipper&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;too.&amp;nbsp; You have anything else you want to ask me, I&apos;ll answer it.&amp;nbsp; Unless it&apos;s a little too personal and I don&apos;t want to.&amp;nbsp; &amp;lt;bg&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and one more meme, for fun.&amp;nbsp; Five non-life sustaining material items&amp;nbsp;I can&apos;t live without:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Sort of sad really&quot;&gt;1. Diet Coke.&amp;nbsp; So, so, so sad.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m going to die of aspartame poisoning, I just know it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;2. My computer and the internet.&amp;nbsp; Or, really, any computer and the intternet.&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s just more&amp;nbsp;convenient if it&apos;s mine.&lt;br /&gt;3. My awesome fabulous bestest shower head with the many spray options and detachable from the wall ability so you can drum the heavy spray into sore shoulders.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;4. My car.&amp;nbsp; I suppose I&amp;nbsp;could say, any car, but, no, I think&amp;nbsp;I need my car.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m ridiculously&amp;nbsp;attached to it.&amp;nbsp; To the point that, if I got a new one, anything&amp;nbsp;but another VW would probably make me twitch and flail in&amp;nbsp;a truly pathetic manner.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;5. My space heater (that sits near me when I&apos;m on the computer).&amp;nbsp; Mine broke this winter, and I barely survived the week it took me to get to Home&amp;nbsp;Depot for a new one.&amp;nbsp; My hands felt like icicles!&amp;nbsp; For the record, this could be a real fireplace (if I had one),&amp;nbsp;since that&apos;s what I grew up with.&amp;nbsp; My&amp;nbsp;whole family sat around the wood stove in our house like it was our&amp;nbsp;family shrine.&amp;nbsp; Will say this--it engendered a&amp;nbsp;very close family.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <title>M7 Fic -- Story Orphan &quot;Allison&quot;</title>
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  <description>I wrote this little snippet about four years ago and, well, as a writing exercise, it sort of stands on its own but was surely intended to be longer--to have a real story attached to it.&amp;nbsp; I don&apos;t recall why I might have written it, or what story I was going to write to back it up, but...well, I found it on the ol&apos; puter, so I figured I&apos;d post it.&amp;nbsp; A little bit of old west for you all, my former life. :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;M7 Snippet &quot;&gt;Title: Allison&lt;br /&gt;Author: Tipper&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: Don&apos;t own M7 -- that&apos;d be MGM, Mirisch and Trilogy.&amp;nbsp; They&apos;re the creators of the characters used here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snippet introduction to what was probably meant to be a longer story.&amp;nbsp; Takes place in town, in the late day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Ezra nearly fell, his right leg buckling under him as he dismounted the lathered and panting nag, a testament to the exhaustion he couldn&apos;t hide.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;His left foot seemed stuck in the stirrup, and he had to use both hands to pull it out.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;With a mighty tug, he staggered backwards away from the rented mount, trying to keep both feet under him.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He didn&apos;t succeed.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&quot;I got ya,&quot; Nathan said softly, catching his backwards fall.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Ezra gave a weak smile as he let Nathan steady him and stand him up straight.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&quot;Mush..,” he paused, wobbling a little before managing to stay upright, “much obliged.”&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He lowered his head, hiding his face behind a hat rimmed with dust.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&quot;Hard ride?&quot; Vin asked, walking over to where JD was still sitting in his saddle.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The kid looked at the tracker blearily, answering with only a nod.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&quot;What happened?&quot; Nathan asked, his dark eyes watching in concern as Ezra finally lifted his head again, the strain of the last three days showing themselves in every crease in the man&apos;s face.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The healer frowned at that. &quot;And where&apos;re Chris n&apos; Buck?&quot;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&quot;We, uh,&quot; JD looked over at Ezra, who nodded, content to let the boy tell it.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The kid sighed, &quot;We came across an army unit tracking Clay Allison.&quot;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&quot;Clay who?&quot; Nathan asked.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&quot;Allison,&quot; Vin spat, his tone surprisingly vicious.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&quot;Yeah, I heard of him.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Just killed three men of the 9th Cavalry.&quot;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Nathan hissed, not having known that.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Josiah frowned. &quot;Why?&quot;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Vin shrugged, &quot;Color of their skin?&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I don&apos;t know.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They say he&apos;s sick in the head, though.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Governor put a price on his head.&quot;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&quot;He does have quite a reputation,&quot; Ezra said softly, looking off down the street, as if distracted by something.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&quot;Okay, so you met up with some blue coats looking for this Allison fella.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So what?&quot;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Vin asked.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&quot;So,&quot; Ezra said, stifling a yawn, &quot;they thought Buck might be him.&quot;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&quot;What!&quot; Vin wheeled around and grabbed Ezra&apos;s jacket, &quot;They what?&quot;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Ezra growled, quickly shoving Vin off. &quot;If you don&apos;t mind,&quot; he hissed, brushing the lapels of this jacket down.&amp;nbsp; Huge puffs of dust came off, and Ezra seemed genuinely bemused by the volume of it.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&quot;It was an honest mistake, Vin,&quot; JD piped up.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&quot;The sketch they were carrying of Mr. Allison&apos;s face was similar to Buck&apos;s, and they are both tall, dark haired and have blue eyes.&quot;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Ezra added, &quot;Obviously, we pointed out their error, and they moved on.&quot;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He shrugged, then, much to his embarrassment, he yawned openly and felt his legs buckle a little.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Nathan grabbed his elbow and held him up, this time not letting go.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Ezra pretended not to notice, and also didn&apos;t pull away--he was on his last legs.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Vin stared at him a moment longer, letting the knowledge sink in, then backed off a little.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;JD still sat on his own rented horse, obviously still not ready to attempt a dismount.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The kid had watched the whole scene almost disinterestedly, blinking very slowly.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&quot;So where are they now?&quot; Josiah asked.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&quot;Chris n&apos; Buck went with them,&quot; JD stifled another yawn. &quot;Not sure why.&quot;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&quot;Clay Allison&apos;s a killer,&quot; Vin noted softly.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&quot;Probably don&apos;t want him coming here.&quot;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&quot;That seemed to be the idea, yes,&quot; Ezra sighed, leaning a little more on Nathan. &quot;I&apos;m sure they&apos;ll be back soon.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In the meantime, you may have noticed….&quot;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&quot;Yeah.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Where are your horses? Those nags sure aren’t them.&quot;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&quot;Three days ride from here,&quot; JD whispered, wiping a hand across his eyes.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&quot;Why?&quot;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&quot;Because we had to get back.&quot;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&quot;Again,&quot; Vin frowned, &quot;Why?&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You saying you two been riding for three days?&quot;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&quot;Changing mounts, yes,&quot; Ezra sighed.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&quot;We were being chased for most of that time.&quot;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&quot;Chased?&quot; Josiah took Ezra&apos;s other arm.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&quot;By whom?&quot;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&quot;Bad guys,&quot; JD leaned forward more on his saddle, and his eyes closed fully.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&quot;They&apos;re dead now.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Nothin&apos; to worry &apos;bout,&quot; he adding, his words slurring like syrup.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Ezra leaned more on Nathan.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Vin turned to Ezra as JD started to snore while still in the saddle, and focused hard on the glazed green eyes blinking owlishly at him.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&quot;What is he talking about?&quot;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&quot;We, um…&quot; Ezra blinked slowly, then sighed. &quot;Men tried to rob a bank in &lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Harrison&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They killed the sheriff and his deputy.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;JD took offense at that, so we killed the bank robbers.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We left &lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Harrison&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Family of the men we killed tracked us down.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Tried to kill us.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We escaped.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Ran.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They followed.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They got caught in a rockfall. &lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;We didn&apos;t.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We&apos;re home.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I&apos;d like to sleep now.&quot;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;And with that, whatever rubber band that had been holding Ezra&apos;s mind together obviously snapped, his body folding like a puppet.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Nathan grabbed him before he hit the ground.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Josiah sighed, got between the two men and bent down on one knee to let Nathan drape Ezra over his shoulder.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Lifting the smaller man up, Josiah turned to look at JD.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The kid was leaning dangerously to the left.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Vin walked to JD&apos;s right side, and Nathan to JD&apos;s left.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The tracker leaned over and pulled JD&apos;s right foot out of his stirrup, then gave him a gentle shove into Nathan&apos;s arms.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The healer shifted, turned the kid and pushed him up on his own shoulder, then smiled over at Vin.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&quot;Guess that means I&apos;ll get the horses,&quot; Vin sighed. &quot;Get &apos;em to bed.&quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;_____________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;And that&apos;s all I wrote.&lt;/p&gt;FYI -- Clay Allison was a famed gunfighter and notorious murderer.&amp;nbsp; Like many in the west, he was idealized in the dime novels (mainly because he was very, very good looking), but his real life was uglier and, frankly, disturbing. The 9th Cavalry story is true.&amp;nbsp; Of all the famous gunfighters, he truly was one of the worst--and one of the few who wasn&apos;t hanged or killed because of it.&amp;nbsp; Go figure.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Anyway, that&apos;s not really important to the story, I just used his name for some reason. I even titled it &quot;Allison.&quot;&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s a little like seeing someone you know, but can&apos;t remember their name or where you know them from.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m pretty sure I was going to trap Chris and Buck in a dangerous situation somehow, but...yeah.&amp;nbsp; No clue.&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Mar 2008 01:06:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>FIC: Time to Save the Galaxy, Rodney (The Last Man - Missing Scene)</title>
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  <description>In lieu of a review, I wrote this.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say, I loved the ep.&amp;nbsp; It was so rich and lovely and depressing and fun.&amp;nbsp; But, well, you know, there were some things I wondered about, and my brain spat out this, mostly while I was in the shower yesterday morning.&amp;nbsp; Purely straightforward missing scene fic, no frills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Time to Save the Galaxy, Rodney&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;Title: &amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;Time To Save the Galaxy, Rodney&amp;nbsp;(The Last Man – Missing Scene)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;Author: Tipper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;Disclaimer: Stargate: Atlantis and its characters are the property of Showtime/Viacom, MGM/UA, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Productions. This story was created for entertainment purposes only. No copyright infringement is intended. The original characters, situations, and story are the property of the author(s), not me.&amp;nbsp;Thank you to the amazing writers, producers, actors, crew and directors who bring these shows to life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;Characters:&amp;nbsp;John, Rodney, a wee bit of Ronon and Keller&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;Rating: K&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;Status: Complete&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;A/N – I’m sure there are a million of these “missing scene” stories out already, but this unspooled in my head&amp;nbsp;unbelievably fast&amp;nbsp;between the night before and the next morning – my brain’s way of filling in the holes of what wasn’t said, and what questions weren’t answered – and I wrote it anyway.&amp;nbsp;I&apos;m just not a fast&amp;nbsp;writer. FYI,&amp;nbsp;I have so far avoided reading other people’s reviews—the only influences on this are my friends&apos; comments the next day via email (one of whom did point me towards Kodiak Bear&apos;s missing scene fic, which I did read, and it was gorgeous.&amp;nbsp; We had a few similar ideas, though I like the way she did hers better.&amp;nbsp; You all should go read it).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;Description:&amp;nbsp;The scenes we didn’t see.&amp;nbsp;Sheppard emerging from stasis before gating home, and a little bit more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;Warm air assaulted his skin, and John immediately regretted drawing in a breath—it was like sucking in soup into his lungs.&amp;nbsp;He coughed, feeling a weird sense of displacement and, well, grit.&amp;nbsp;Everything felt gritty and too warm and…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;Where was he again?&amp;nbsp;And why did he feel so damned &lt;i&gt;stiff?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“Hey,” Rodney called, his voice rough as old paper.&amp;nbsp;“Welcome back.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;Oh.&amp;nbsp;Right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;John blinked and focused, forcing the vestiges of the stasis induced sleep out of his eyes.&amp;nbsp;His eyes had been open in the chamber—he was pretty sure he hadn’t closed them—so it was strange to feel like he had to “open” them still.&amp;nbsp;What a truly weird sensation—if it weren’t for the aches and pains, he’d have thought he’d just stepped inside the chamber a second ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“Rodney,” he croaked out, coughing again.&amp;nbsp;God, he needed water badly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“Yeah, I’m here,” the hologram answered, and John frowned, looking across at the figure standing a few feet away.&amp;nbsp;He was still old, still…dead.&amp;nbsp;Rodney was smiling, that crooked, small smile he offered people when he thought he should smile but didn’t really mean it. That smile never made John feel anything but awful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“Okay,” John said, shifting his gaze away.&amp;nbsp;Looking at Rodney in that state was just…it was painful.&amp;nbsp;He cleared his throat again.&amp;nbsp;“So,” he struggled for something to say, “it worked?&amp;nbsp;It’s been 700 years?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“Yeah, give or take a few hundred.&amp;nbsp;You okay?&amp;nbsp;You’re looking sorta,” Rodney paused, “pale.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“Yeah,” John said, looking down at his sand encrusted hands—the skin was a sallow color between the streaks of dirt.&amp;nbsp;He coughed again, and looked around at the hazy world.&amp;nbsp;God, it was hot in here.&amp;nbsp;“Guess that’s what no sun for a prolonged period of time, even in stasis, will do to you.”&amp;nbsp;He sighed.&amp;nbsp;Fact is, actually thinking about the idea of it being 700 years later (“give or take a few hundred”) was worsening the pounding—best not to think about it.&amp;nbsp;He looked again at the hologram. &amp;nbsp;“How’s the weather?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“Not so good,” Rodney replied, grimacing slightly. “Sun’s hotter than ever and the, uh, the shield is…well, it’s on its last legs.&amp;nbsp;But it’s still there.&amp;nbsp;You should still be able to cross back into the main part of Atlantis over the desert’s surface without too much trouble. “&amp;nbsp;He gave a tiny shrug. “Though you, uh, might want to cover up as much of your skin as possible.&amp;nbsp;Some UV light’s still getting through, of course.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“Of course,” John replied, still feeling frustratingly discombobulated.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He’d aged, of course, inside the chamber—and since he’d been hungry and in real need of water before he even went in… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;He stepped out of the chamber and staggered slightly.&amp;nbsp;For a moment, he just stood still, getting his bearings, then, slowly, he straightened.&amp;nbsp;Okay.&amp;nbsp;He could do this.&amp;nbsp;He stopped when he saw the gear he’d dropped on the floor before going in.&amp;nbsp;The gun was aged and rusted, part of the metal eaten away.&amp;nbsp;The vest appeared shredded and pale—like someone had taken a knife to it, then scrubbed it in dirt for days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;Wow.&amp;nbsp;He swallowed, and looked up again, shaking slightly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“How much time have I got?” he asked then, glancing at Rodney before turning around to open that crystal drawer Rodney had shown him before.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“About an hour,” the hologram answered.&amp;nbsp;“I wanted to give you a little time to get over to the other half of the city, and…well, I didn’t want you to have to rush.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;John frowned, hearing something more in the hologram’s voice.&amp;nbsp;A longing, almost.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Which was silly—he was a hologram.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;John pulled the crystal, and placed it inside his shirt pocket.&amp;nbsp;He wondered if the ancient P90 still worked—probably not.&amp;nbsp;Of course, even if it did, he didn’t want to arrive back in Atlantis carrying it and looking like a threat.&amp;nbsp;If he didn’t return exactly when he left,&amp;nbsp;they might take him down before he could explain.&amp;nbsp;Speaking of…he should ask Rodney if there’d be a time difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;He turned to look at the hologram, and saw Rodney gazing unhappily off to the side.&amp;nbsp;The expression was so lost, John found himself asking something else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“What’s wrong?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;Rodney actually seemed startled by the question, and when he turned back, he frowned for a moment, then shrugged. “Nothing.&amp;nbsp;Just…I’ve always…I mean, what happens when you go, I wonder.&amp;nbsp;Will this all cease?” Rodney looked up, waving a hand around to encompass the room, but John knew Rodney was thinking much more broadly than that.&amp;nbsp;“Or will it go on.&amp;nbsp;Do you just start a new timeline, but this one continues…as horrible as it is?&amp;nbsp;Or is it erased?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;John stared at him a moment, knowing he didn’t have the answer.&amp;nbsp;Instead, he asked, “Will you just turn off when I leave?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;Rodney lowered his head, and he looked down at the floor.&amp;nbsp;Then he shrugged again, “Yeah.&amp;nbsp;My programming is tied into your bio-signature.&amp;nbsp;The City registered your arrival, and I powered up.&amp;nbsp;When you leave, I will cease to be.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“So,” John shrugged, “Then, for you, it ends.&amp;nbsp;In which case,” he gave a shrug, “why do you care if the timeline continues?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;McKay frowned, then gave a headshake.&amp;nbsp;“You’re right.&amp;nbsp;It’s pointless.”&amp;nbsp;He looked up at John, still frowning. “Come on. Let’s get you out of here.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;John nodded and glanced down at his gear on the floor.&amp;nbsp;After a moment’s hesitation, he reached down and pulled open one of the pockets (which crumbled almost immediately under his touch) and pulled out the Ancient scanner.&amp;nbsp;The only thing not looking like it belonged in a museum.&amp;nbsp;Straightening, he glanced one more time at the stasis chamber then turned towards the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;And stopped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;Slowly, he turned around to look at the chamber again.&amp;nbsp;Hang on a minute…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“Rodney?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“Yeah?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;John drew in a steadying breath, and asked, “What happened to Carson?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;Rodney’s sigh was almost painful.&amp;nbsp;“Can’t you guess?” he asked quietly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;Sheppard’s eyes crinkled slightly, his jaw muscles flexing.&amp;nbsp;“They never found the cure.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;Rodney snorted.&amp;nbsp;“After Jennifer and I left, they stopped looking.&amp;nbsp;Eventually, he died in there.&amp;nbsp;I think it was, um, maybe ten years after I left Atlantis.&amp;nbsp;Lorne sent me a letter.&amp;nbsp;I just remembered thinking, what the hell -- just something else to stop from happening.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;John grimaced, then glanced at Rodney.&amp;nbsp;The hologram had tears in his eyes.&amp;nbsp;Actual tears.&amp;nbsp;God…he looked so human.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“Rodney?” he called softly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“Yeah?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;He had to ask.&amp;nbsp;“Are you really a hologram?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;Rodney turned to look at him, really look at him, and, slowly, he smiled.&amp;nbsp;“Unfortunately, yes.&amp;nbsp;Doctor McKay didn’t use the ascension machine when he returned, if that’s what you’re thinking.&amp;nbsp;Even if he had—he never really believed he could ascend, you know.”&amp;nbsp;He gave a shrug. “No, he just mapped every single part of his brain and put it in me.&amp;nbsp;So…I’m him.&amp;nbsp;Everything, even…even how he felt.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;John shook his head. “I’m sorry.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“Yeah, well,” the hologram shrugged, “if he didn’t, I wouldn’t be so determined to get you home, now, would I?”&amp;nbsp;He grinned then, a more real smile, and he gestured towards the doorway.&amp;nbsp;“Speaking of, time for you to go, don’t you think? “&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;John couldn’t muster a smile back, so he just gave a nod and, checking once more that he had the crystal in his pocket, he headed out of the chamber.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;The walk back across the sand was easier without the storm, and harder because the landscape had worsened.&amp;nbsp;More sand had piled up between the two jutting towers—it really was a good thing it was a fairly straight line—but he’d have to climb a little to get to a balcony on the other side that would let him enter.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Walking across sand was incredibly hard work.&amp;nbsp;By the time he’d reached the balcony leading into the central tower, he felt worse than ever.&amp;nbsp;His legs were trembling from exhaustion, his stomach was clenching from lack of nourishment, and his head was beating like a drum.&amp;nbsp;And his lungs…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;He fell in through the doorway, landing hard on hands and knees, coughing violently.&amp;nbsp;He saw Rodney near him, squatting down and looking worried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“I’m okay,” he choked out, waving a hand at his friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“I know,” McKay replied softly.&amp;nbsp;“One of the things I worked on was improving the stasis chambers—I managed to not only slow them down even more, but I was able to supplement some of the moisture in your body.&amp;nbsp;When you can focus all they city&apos;s power on only a few things—gives you a little extra leeway.”&amp;nbsp;He gave a small smile, but it fell quickly.&amp;nbsp;“But you’re still not well.&amp;nbsp;When you get home, tell Jennifer to get you started on fluids right away, okay?&amp;nbsp;And tell her…tell her…”&amp;nbsp;He trailed off.&amp;nbsp;A moment later, he was up and walking away, arms wrapped tightly around his frame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;Sheppard frowned, looking up at the retreating, hunched form.&amp;nbsp;McKay made it as far as the turn in the corridor, then stopped, his broad back to Sheppard.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;John sighed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;Pushing himself back onto his haunches, he waited until his breathing was more normal, then made to stand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;He nearly toppled over, catching himself at the last moment on a handy console.&amp;nbsp;Letting out the air in his lungs through pursed lips, he drew in a new breath and straightened.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; His hand came off the console, leaving a print.&amp;nbsp;He snorted.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Very little in the City was marked like that—he was sort of glad to be leaving something human here.&amp;nbsp;A footprint in the sand, so to speak.&amp;nbsp;He smiled stupidly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;The smile fell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“Hey,” he called, looking at the hologram, “when…when did they abandon the City?&amp;nbsp;You said, it had been abandoned ‘obviously’, but you didn’t say when.&amp;nbsp;Was it before or after you…after McKay died?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;Rodney drew in a breath, then turned around.&amp;nbsp;He looked at John a moment, then walked back, his shoulders still hunched.&amp;nbsp;For the first time, John noticed Rodney left no footprints in the sand covered floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;When he was alongside, Rodney gestured towards the corridor leading to the stairs.&amp;nbsp;“We should go.&amp;nbsp;I’ll tell you as we move.&amp;nbsp;But…are you sure you want to know?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;John nodded. “Anything I can stop from happening, I want to know,” he answered firmly, glancing at the old man.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Rodney actually gave a small smile at that, and straightened a little.&amp;nbsp;For a moment, he looked like his old self.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“Well, as I said, Pegasus was, to put it lightly, going to hell in a hand basket,” he began. “Not too long after Jennifer and I went home, it was determined that it was too dangerous to maintain Atlantis.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then came the great debate—whether to save it or destroy it.”&amp;nbsp;His smile grew more, “It was my last real contribution to the Stargate program.&amp;nbsp;I argued for its saving—and our side won.&amp;nbsp;But only after Lee and I came up with a plan to, once again, move the city.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“&lt;i&gt;Move&lt;/i&gt; the city?” Sheppard repeated, starting up the stairs they’d just reached.&amp;nbsp;“You mean, this planet isn’t—“&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“Are you kidding?” Rodney snorted. “With a sun this unstable?&amp;nbsp;I would never have moved the city to this solar system, or anywhere near it, had I been involved in the choice.&amp;nbsp;Sloppy decision, clearly.”&amp;nbsp;He shook his head. “No, no, this planet was chosen by someone else—Kavanagh, probably.&amp;nbsp;I can see his sloppy little hands all over this setting.”&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He shook his head. “No, no, they used the last of the ZPM’s power to move the city to this location, then shut it down.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was evacuated by all but a dozen or so personnel, and the gate sealed from access from any point other than the Milky Way.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“So…it was abandoned in your lifetime,” John said quietly, his eyes on his feet as they climbed up the metal stairs.&amp;nbsp;“In the end—we were no better than the Ancients.&amp;nbsp;In fact, we made it worse.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“Yeah,” Rodney agreed unhappily.&amp;nbsp;“I know.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;John turned on the landing, and started up the next set of stairs.&amp;nbsp;Then a new thought came to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&quot;Wait, if you moved the city, how was I still able to gate into—&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;Rodney smiled, humming slightly.&amp;nbsp;&quot;Stole a puddle jumper and moved one of the abandoned orbital Stargates to the old planet, then installed a program to direct any incoming wormholes from the planet you’d gated from to come here.&amp;nbsp;Pretty clever really.&amp;nbsp;The marines in the base had no clue what I was up to, not even when I changed the gate protocols to allow that one exception to the ‘no Pegasus gates’ rule.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“Marines?” he frowned. “I thought you said the city was abandoned.&amp;nbsp;Why were there marines here still?“&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“Oh, well, it wasn’t completely abandoned,” Rodney said.&amp;nbsp;“Didn’t I say that they left a few personnel behind?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Twelve marines lived here, on three month rotations, I believe.&amp;nbsp;They were manning it like a lighthouse, essentially.&amp;nbsp;Their jobs were to monitor the long range sensors—monitor Michael and the Wraith.&amp;nbsp;They watched—to make sure he didn’t make a move towards the Milky Way.&amp;nbsp;As far as I know—he never did.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“Content to keep to his own galaxy, eh?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“Yeah.&amp;nbsp;I’d always sort of wondered about that—I would have tried to come after us, if I were him.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;John just hummed, not sure how to answer that.&amp;nbsp;He turned another corner and started up to the next landing.&amp;nbsp;Still five to go.&amp;nbsp;Man—he missed transporters.&amp;nbsp;If he thought his legs hurt before…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“So, how did Lorne explain your presence to the marines?”&amp;nbsp;he asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“He told them I was working in improving the sensors.&amp;nbsp;Which I did, by the by.&amp;nbsp;I’m not sure how he really managed to keep it totally quiet that I was here from the top brass, but he must have done, because no one bothered me.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“How long were you here?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“About ten years.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;Sheppard’s eyebrows shot up. “Ten years?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“Give or take.”&amp;nbsp;McKay shrugged again, “Saw a lot of different marines in that time.&amp;nbsp;None of them ever bothered me.&amp;nbsp;I went for my rations once a week, and that was it.&amp;nbsp;I rather liked the solitude.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;John felt that in his chest—the sheer loneliness of it.&amp;nbsp;He looked over his shoulder at the hologram, but Rodney was watching his feet the same way John had been.&amp;nbsp;Ironic, since he really didn’t need to.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;John had to know one more thing, so he stopped in the stairs, forcing the hologram to stop behind him and look up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;Rodney frowned, “What?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“Rodney,” John drew in a tight breath, “Did you die here?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;There was a long pause, then another shrug.&amp;nbsp;“Yeah.&amp;nbsp;I finished the program.&amp;nbsp;I knew it was done, and I was so happy—and so tired.&amp;nbsp;I was 74 by then, you know.&amp;nbsp;Confident that there was nothing more I needed to do, I apparently went for a lie down.&amp;nbsp;I never woke up.&amp;nbsp;According to the logs, it took them two weeks before they went looking for me.&amp;nbsp;They buried me in the ocean outside, and sent a note home to my niece—my only living relative by then. ”&amp;nbsp;He gave a small laugh. “Fitting really.&amp;nbsp;I always thought I should die in Atlantis.&amp;nbsp;And, seeing you now…”&amp;nbsp;he smiled warmly, “I don’t regret any of it at all.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;John nodded, facing forward again.&amp;nbsp;After a moment, he started climbing again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;No, Rodney, he thought to himself, you are not going to regret this at all, because it’s not going to happen.&amp;nbsp;It was &lt;i&gt;not.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;_____________________________________________________________&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;The Gateroom looked a lot like when they’d left it, though the temperature was apparently higher.&amp;nbsp;It was hard to tell, it being so dry.&amp;nbsp;The air felt more heavy than hot.&amp;nbsp;John knew it was an illusion—his body was craving water badly now.&amp;nbsp;He wanted the ocean back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;Rodney moved over to the controls, waving a hand over the one with the DHD.&amp;nbsp;It came to life on command.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then he looked out the window behind the room, his eyes narrowing slightly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“About five minutes left now,” he said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;“Wow,” John was surprised. “It took us that long to get here?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;Rodney snorted, glancing at him. “You’re not moving very fast.&amp;nbsp;The walk across the desert took you almost forty minutes.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;John couldn’t deny that logic—it had felt like hours.&amp;nbsp;He sighed then, taking one last look around, then started down the steps.&amp;nbsp;Rodney left the DHD and followed him.&amp;nbsp;John paused halfway down, looking up at him.&amp;nbsp;“Don’t you need to dial?” he asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;