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Hercules: the Legendary Journeys/Xena: Warrior Princess [09 Feb 2004|04:25pm]
Yeah, the Ares/Joxer pairing has always been more about what we never saw on screen than what we did but is that any reason to miss out on fic this good? It starts with Joxer's song:

~Joxer the Mighty,
He roams through the countryside;
He never needs a place to hide.
With Gabby as his sidekick
Fighting with her little stick,
Righting wrongs and singing songs,
Being mighty all day long,
He's Joxer...he's Joxer the Mighty!
Ohhhh..... He's Joxer the Mighty~

And that was only the first verse. As far as he could tell, Joxer was continuing to add to it, each verse more inane, more annoying, more insinuating, and dammit, more presumptuous than the last. No matter where he was, he could hear the damn song. It was starting to wear at him, distracting him from more important things. He'd all but given up working on Xena this month. Xena required a good deal more concentration than he had to spare right now. So, the plan was clear. Ares knew he would have to kill Joxer.

It pretty much ends with his song, too. But along the way, Miriam Heddy explores the nature of dreams, the relationship between man and the gods, obsession, devotion, love, death, war (all three with and without capital letters), and really hot sex. It's lush, it's dark, it's vast and sweeping. But the snark and humor are there, too.

All can be found at Miriam Heddy's Little Corner of the Universe:
Lessons in Battle
Without Rhyme or Reason
The Gods' Tears
Idle Hands
Dark Dreams
Temper Temper (or Mead Between the Lies)
Hooks, Lines, and Sinkers
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The Chronicles of Narnia [09 Feb 2004|03:18pm]
I'm fascinated by the huge honking hole in the Chronicles of Narnia. What was it like for the Pevensies to take their memories of royal adulthood back to their English childhood? What was it like to grow up all over again? What about the friends and loved ones left behind? C.S. Lewis didn't really touch on this (though it's clear to me that Susan didn't cope very well) so fanfic to the rescue.

Turkish Delight explores Edmund's reaction to being in Narnia again (set during the celebration in "Prince Caspian") and reunites him with a forgotten lover. Tamed is from the lover's point of view, back when Edmund was king. And Buried shows us Edmund just before that fateful day at the train station, confused and torn between an unhappy reality and memories so faint they might only be dreams.

Ivy manages to pull off both delicate dreaminess and hard realism so that you really feel how off-balance Edmund is and the sensual (in every sense) details just make one yearn for a moment in Narnia.

All can be found at Ivy Blossom's fanfiction. It's password-protected; please read the warning page for the keys to the pop-up lock
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[16 Jan 2004|04:24pm]
My resolution for the New Year is to update at least once a month. How hard can that be? Shut up, shut up, shut up.

Hmmm, is there a theme today? Not really.

Ann Harrington allows John Crichton to return to Earth on a 24 Hour Pass. Told from the perspectives of his father, Jack Crichton, and his best friend, DK, we get a glimpse of just how much his time in the Uncharted Territories has changed John. But this story was written just after "A Clockwork Nebari", so now it's a bittersweet read for those who know how many trials still lay ahead of him and his friends.

[DK] felt odd, at the realization that his life had continued in a predictable path, while John had been living this strange adventure. "And there's you, coming back to Earth like John Carter, accompanied by the alien princess."

"Princess?" John asked incredulously.

DK nodded towards Aeryn Sun.

The frown on John's face cleared. "Oh, you mean Aeryn. Aeryn's wonderful, but if you want to stay on her good side, be sure to call her a warrior. And don't use the word Princess. That brings up bad memories, for both of us."

"You realize I have no idea what you're talking about," DK said.

"Long story," John said. "Let's just say you ought to be careful who you go around kissing."

There's a lot going on in this movie and most of it is between Denzel Washington's lean and wiry Parker Barnes and Russell Crowe's baby-faced SID 6.7. Te takes us to places only hinted at on screen.

Parker knows this is not the healthiest way to be.

Parker has watched dozens of healthy people die.

Te builds up the details of just another day in the life of Parker Barnes little by little in Freedom, concentrating on the concrete as the surreal horror sneaks up on you.

It isn't cowardly to break under torture.

(Would you?)

SID 6.7 is never far from Parker's thoughts in Color. In both these stories, I'm caught by the rigidity that Parker is trying to impose on himself in order to control SID. But he can never be quite sure that he's successful or even if his own desire for survival isn't undermining his efforts. Suffocation at its best.

Two by Rose Ferguson, a writer I fell in love with in the Sith Academy.
Joxer stumbles across a vial of Love Potion Number Nine and spills it all over Ares. Ares is not thrilled. I love it when writers get the New Greeceland deities spot-on, all id and egotism. And the Ares/Joxer pairing is one of my secret favorites. It's probably because of Joxer's unexplored depths; like Xander, he manages to keep up with superheroes and somehow not die or lose his essential humanity.

Velvet Goldmine
I know I'm not the only one who wanted Arthur and Curt together. Across a Velvet Sky sustains that nostalgic yet hopeful mood at the end of the movie, while painting very pretty word pictures indeed.

Both can be found at her website, on her Miscellaneous page.

Spenser For Hire
If it were rated for the smut alone, Best Bets by Grey would deserve to be recced. But throw in a gritty plot, dialogue that crackles with the rhythms of Hawk and Spenser (both the book incarnations and the TV series), and an ending true to Parker's universe and you've got a winner. Um, did I mention the smut?
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Comedy Tonight [21 Feb 2003|09:28am]
Devastating snow storms behind me, torrential rains and flooding before me -- I think it's time for some comedy.

Your assignment: Take a light-hearted children's story and re-work it to fit one of the most monstrous yet pitiable villains in recent screen history. Do not neglect the dominant themes of murder, incest, and homoeroticism. It must be short, quotable, and above all, funny. Tiriel makes it all look easy in Commodus and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day, an instant classic. I will be vexed, terribly vexed, if you disagree.

Battlestar Galactica
Take a look at fandom from a most unusual perspective. Lizbeth Marcs knows our Guilty Little Secret and isn't afraid to reveal it to the world. Then she digs out a hidden tape recorder and transcribes a discussion I know I've had at more than one fan gathering in Alternative Galactica 80.

It's always been a staple of Joss Whedon's universe that cliches are to be turned on their heads. Siubhan takes on one of the most beloved tropes -- We must fuck our way to freedom! -- in The Virgin Tree, and through the sheer power of the voices turns it into a comedic character study. This is one of my favorite Xanders ever. (To access this story, go to Siubhan's "be honest" page, click on the green link, take the oath *g*, click on "Old fanfic (1995-1998)", follow the next link, then scroll down to "Other Fandoms". Whew!)

And make sure you take notes as Voceangelo explains why there's No sex in the school library and other useful tips:

If a vampire tells you he's 20 and looks 16, he's 12.
If he tells you he's 26 and LOOKS 26, he's damn near 250.

So don't come cryin' to me, okay?
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A Miscellany of Recs [11 Feb 2003|11:15am]
The only thing that connects this edition of recs is that I've read these stories many, many times. They've stayed with me even as myriad others blur into one big mass o'fic.

Star Wars: The Phantom Menace
Mos C'ethra by DBKate is a quietly wrenching look at what it means to live a life of service. Obi-Wan struggles to maintain order in a city ravaged by plague. I enjoy this story because it manages to be incredibly angst-filled without being a wallow. And major props to DBKate for an utterly chilling riff on the children's rhyme Ring Around the Rosie.

Basingstoke has a lot to answer for. Fortunately, it's a lot of good fic. Her Smallville story Five Things That Aren't True has inspired people who've inspired people.... Kate Bolin selects five Lipsticks for Cordelia and gives us a glimpse of each shade in action. It's Queen C in all her glory -- nary a glimmer of Saint Cordelia of the Sorrows to be seen, thanks to Kate's mimimalist but sure-handed approach.

And for something ... not entirely different ... there's Fredful by Mad Poetess. The "Domestic Piranhas" universe she and James created is much like the one we see on TV, only seen through a funhouse mirror of less angst and more silly sex. Fred, designed by canon to be a smart, perceptive scientist (let's not talk about actual canon execution of that idea, though), notices the mirror. Would you tell? Could you tell?

From Eroica, With Love
Filagree has a charming little food-themed series exploring Dorian and Klaus's dance toward emotional and physical intimacy. Sweet without being cloying, with just enough spice to keep things interesting. I especially like Vanilla, which is anything but. Ganache, Peaches and Cream, Cinnamon Toast , Vanilla, and The Universal Cure. Don't read on an empty stomach!

Then she turns around and envelopes you in the melancholia of Blue Sky. The Earl and the Major find themselves in New York on September 11, 2001. I think she handles it in character for both of them.

The X-Files
"We're enemies of a state that no longer exists, but revenge must always have its day."

La Partance by Sleeps with Coyotes snatches a little comfort at the end of the journey. Krycek's analysis of his clone gives me happy little psychopathic chills every time.

Harry Potter
Silvia never forgets that the students of Hogwarts are teenagers, with all the self-centered seriousness and silliness that goes along with it. In Deus Ex Machina Draco Malfoy has finally figured out the ultimate weapon to defeat Harry Potter -- epic poetry!

"I'm writing a poem. It's a nefarious plot to defeat you."

"You're using a poem to defeat me?"

"YES," Draco exclaimed loudly. "Why is this so difficult for everyone?"
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