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stargateficrec2009-06-05 10:33 pm
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Ripples from the Heart by Eventhorizon7 (PG-13)
Hello, world! For my first reccing month ever, I'll be doing Sam/Daniel! ...erm. I mean I'll be reccing Sam/Daniel stories. ;)
Rec Category: Daniel Jackson/Samantha Carter
Pairing: Sam/Daniel
Category: Episode related, missing scene, hurt/comfort, angst, first person
Warning: deals with off-screen character death in one of the realities encountered in Ripple Effect
Author on LJ: none
Author's Website: none
Link: Ripples from the Heart (on fanfiction.net)
Why This Must Be Read:
A first-person missing scene from Ripple Effect, as told by Sam from the reality we know best. It opens with her trying to deal with the Room Full of Alternate Carters™ and ultimately needing to escape the chaos to her lab, where she runs into another person from of the Ripple Effect realities.
One of my fandom-peeves is the creation of alternate realities without a plausible diversion point - it happens too often, both in fic and the show. Eventhorizon7 gives us an outline of a believable diversion point without boring readers with an extensive (and unnecessary) narrative backstory.
There's a sequel to Ripples from the Heart called Correct Application of Pressure, although I have to say that I really enjoy the hopeful but still unresolved ending of the first fic as the conclusion to the story.
My head starts to swim with the cacophony of noise and I want to jam my hands over my ears and just tell them all to shut the hell up.
God! This is what it must be like to have multiple personality disorder.
Instead I take a deep breath and decide that it might be a better strategy if I just leave the room for a while and take a breather. I've been at it for over six hours and quite frankly I'm going around in ever decreasing circles.
I make my exit and walk slowly down the corridor back to my lab, at least that hasn't been overrun yet. Gradually the noise level decreases and I'm once more left alone with my own thoughts.
I can't believe that there are now officially eighteen alternate SG-1 teams deep within the bowels of Cheyenne Mountain. With each new emergence from the Stargate it looks more and more likely that General Landry's earlier words are becoming prophetic.
The SGC is literally becoming the 'Grand Central Station of the Multi-verse.'
I sigh to myself as that unwanted thought drifts across my tired mind. Unless we can fathom this out, we are going to reach crisis point within the next few hours.
I cross the welcome threshold of my lab, enjoying the fact that my lights are low and that they throw shadows across the room. Sometimes it's good to have the juxtaposition between dark and light.
I do my best thinking in the dark.
~5600 words
(Hope I did everything right - please let me know if I didn't!)
Rec Category: Daniel Jackson/Samantha Carter
Pairing: Sam/Daniel
Category: Episode related, missing scene, hurt/comfort, angst, first person
Warning: deals with off-screen character death in one of the realities encountered in Ripple Effect
Author on LJ: none
Author's Website: none
Link: Ripples from the Heart (on fanfiction.net)
Why This Must Be Read:
A first-person missing scene from Ripple Effect, as told by Sam from the reality we know best. It opens with her trying to deal with the Room Full of Alternate Carters™ and ultimately needing to escape the chaos to her lab, where she runs into another person from of the Ripple Effect realities.
One of my fandom-peeves is the creation of alternate realities without a plausible diversion point - it happens too often, both in fic and the show. Eventhorizon7 gives us an outline of a believable diversion point without boring readers with an extensive (and unnecessary) narrative backstory.
There's a sequel to Ripples from the Heart called Correct Application of Pressure, although I have to say that I really enjoy the hopeful but still unresolved ending of the first fic as the conclusion to the story.
My head starts to swim with the cacophony of noise and I want to jam my hands over my ears and just tell them all to shut the hell up.
God! This is what it must be like to have multiple personality disorder.
Instead I take a deep breath and decide that it might be a better strategy if I just leave the room for a while and take a breather. I've been at it for over six hours and quite frankly I'm going around in ever decreasing circles.
I make my exit and walk slowly down the corridor back to my lab, at least that hasn't been overrun yet. Gradually the noise level decreases and I'm once more left alone with my own thoughts.
I can't believe that there are now officially eighteen alternate SG-1 teams deep within the bowels of Cheyenne Mountain. With each new emergence from the Stargate it looks more and more likely that General Landry's earlier words are becoming prophetic.
The SGC is literally becoming the 'Grand Central Station of the Multi-verse.'
I sigh to myself as that unwanted thought drifts across my tired mind. Unless we can fathom this out, we are going to reach crisis point within the next few hours.
I cross the welcome threshold of my lab, enjoying the fact that my lights are low and that they throw shadows across the room. Sometimes it's good to have the juxtaposition between dark and light.
I do my best thinking in the dark.
~5600 words
(Hope I did everything right - please let me know if I didn't!)
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love your style, baby! thanks for reccing my "other otp!"
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