ext_1483 ([identity profile] katie-m.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] crack_van2004-02-14 06:18 pm
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Surface Tension by Salieri (PG-13)

Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Pairing: Sam/Other, Sam/Teal'c (er, kind of)
Author on LJ: [livejournal.com profile] troyswann
Author Website: Outside the Box
Why this must be read:

All of Salieri's stories are wonderful, in many different ways - she's probably my favorite writer in the fandom when it comes to prose style - so choosing just one to recommend was... difficult. I came down on Surface Tension for four reasons:

1) It's relatively short;
2) It doesn't require any real knowledge of canon;
3) It features a strong Sam POV, something that is vanishingly rare in the subset of Stargate fanfic that I read;
4) and it lets me set up a paired recommendation with the story I'll be posting about tomorrow. (Aren't I the clever one!)


Sam's tricky to write in a way that both sounds right and has any depth. The character as portrayed on the show is pretty commonly used as a plot device (the sheer number of episodes that have been solved by Sam's thankfully-abbreviated technobabble... well, it's high.) So I make a point of noting good portrayals of Sam in the stories I read; I even try to be really good about sending feedback for them.

Salieri carries off Sam handling an extreme situation and its aftermath with panache. I believe in this character; in her strong-mindedness, her grief, the way she reaches out for physical contact when emotions are denied her, how successfully she hides her brittleness after her return to the SGC, even the way that she sees the world through physics.

Jack and Teal'c have small parts, if you don't count their doppelgangers (though the image of Jack's hand against the canopy sticks with me); Daniel's is slightly larger, and it's very true to my image of their relationship that it is Daniel who first figures out where Sam's head is and Daniel who Sam is able to trust to understand her in the end. (Have I mentioned I'm a sucker for Sam-and-Daniel? Well, I am. Though not so much for Sam/Daniel.)


Lastly, oh, the way this is written, the tightly-leashed desperation. It's wonderful. Go read it. Shoo.

Because he was Daniel and nervous, his gaze was itinerant, wandering over her head, to the numbers on the wall beside the door, the withering begonia in its pot on the porch rail, his shoes. Sam wanted to clasp his face between her hands and say, "Look." Instead, she twisted the rubber band around two fingers, tighter and tighter, until the fingertips were purple.

Surface Tension