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crack_van2008-07-01 07:54 pm
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Passing Time by Debbie L. (PG)
Hello! I'm Ancasta and I'm your Starsky & Hutch driver for July. I read both gen and slash, so I plan on sharing recs for both. I don't do het, so if you're hoping to find stories about the guys settling down with the women of their dreams, I'm sorry to say you're doomed to disappointment. At least during July.
I really enjoying rec'ing fic, and while I in no way want to pull readers away from Crack Van, I should probably mention I also have Starsky & Hutch fic recs on my website, www.ancastascorner.com. I wouldn't bring it up, except that I just added more than 20 recs a week or so ago, many of them never having been highlighted on Crack Van. I don't want to repeat those here, so just know additional recs are available if you're interested.
Anyway...
My first rec comes from a new writer to S&H (although apparently she was highly prolific in another fandom before turning her attention to the Bay City boys). She's currently working on her new opus (her word, not mine). But this is her first S&H story:
Fandom: Starsky & Hutch
Pairing: None (gen)
Length: 17K
Author on LJ:![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
debbiel66
Author's Website: Right now, her stories are only available on her LJ
Why This Must Be Read: Debbie captures a day in the life--or more to the point, an afternoon in the life--of our two favorite cops. They're in the middle of a stakeout, trying to capture a serial killer who preys on children. Nothing is happening. Both are bored, so they talk. She has the characterizations down to a T. The dialogue is funny, yet not forced. And most memorably, amidst all the idle chat, she manages to sneak in a little zing of emotion that has you not knowing whether to sniff or smile. I love the way she writes the guys.
Passing Time
I really enjoying rec'ing fic, and while I in no way want to pull readers away from Crack Van, I should probably mention I also have Starsky & Hutch fic recs on my website, www.ancastascorner.com. I wouldn't bring it up, except that I just added more than 20 recs a week or so ago, many of them never having been highlighted on Crack Van. I don't want to repeat those here, so just know additional recs are available if you're interested.
Anyway...
My first rec comes from a new writer to S&H (although apparently she was highly prolific in another fandom before turning her attention to the Bay City boys). She's currently working on her new opus (her word, not mine). But this is her first S&H story:
Fandom: Starsky & Hutch
Pairing: None (gen)
Length: 17K
Author on LJ:
debbiel66Author's Website: Right now, her stories are only available on her LJ
Why This Must Be Read: Debbie captures a day in the life--or more to the point, an afternoon in the life--of our two favorite cops. They're in the middle of a stakeout, trying to capture a serial killer who preys on children. Nothing is happening. Both are bored, so they talk. She has the characterizations down to a T. The dialogue is funny, yet not forced. And most memorably, amidst all the idle chat, she manages to sneak in a little zing of emotion that has you not knowing whether to sniff or smile. I love the way she writes the guys.
“Honestly, Starsk,” Hutch protested. “I don’t know what you’re asking.”
“If we were doomed,” Starsky repeated, as if trying to teach a particularly recalcitrant child. “Would you want to know?”
“You’re asking if I want to know when I’m going to die?”
Starsky frowned. “I don’t like it put it like that. Besides, I’m not talking about you. I’m talking about us. I’ve been thinking a lot about this. When we go out, we gotta go out together.”
This was a new one. It almost felt like a proposal. Not – will you live with me, but will you die with me? Starsky was looking at him so expectantly, but it had been a long time since Hutch had been the first one with all the answers.
“If we were doomed,” Starsky repeated, as if trying to teach a particularly recalcitrant child. “Would you want to know?”
“You’re asking if I want to know when I’m going to die?”
Starsky frowned. “I don’t like it put it like that. Besides, I’m not talking about you. I’m talking about us. I’ve been thinking a lot about this. When we go out, we gotta go out together.”
This was a new one. It almost felt like a proposal. Not – will you live with me, but will you die with me? Starsky was looking at him so expectantly, but it had been a long time since Hutch had been the first one with all the answers.
Passing Time