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crack_van2012-04-02 06:02 am
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Midnight Truths, by Ginny (rating: all)
Hello there,
Some fool has left the keys in the crack_van ignition, and so I have painted it gold and am pretending it is a Capri. And joy-riding through 70s and 80s Britain. Climb in with me for a month in the world of The Professionals.
I have a dozen stories I want to draw attention to over the next month, but wildly intermittent net access, so we'll see how many of them we can get to. They are of all lengths and from a variety of sources. You'll find a lot of them on the Proslib CD. And here's the first.
Fandom: THE PROFESSIONALS
Pairing: Bodie/Doyle
Length: 7kb, c1000 words
Author on LJ: Author not on LJ
Why this must be read: Because it's lovely.
Ginny's stories are generally found in zines. None is on the web. But two of her stories are on the Proslib CD. This is the shorter. It's incredibly brief - just over a thousand words - but it's beautifully done. It is a conversation on obbo, and Doyle is hoping to learn more about Bodie.
In the obbo van, listening to the snores of their quarry, Doyle and Bodie are chatting, and Doyle presses a reluctant Bodie, using the line, "So...talk to me" several times. Each time, they are a little closer. He corners Bodie into trying to define friendship, and in response he quotes a piece of poetry.
Bodie swallowed. He stared at Ray. He knew this poem *and* the anthology it was in. Heart pounding, he was suddenly afraid he might have misunderstood, hearing only what he wanted to hear.
Nonchalantly crossing his legs, he said, "Yeah, I know that." He took a deep breath, then placed his life at Ray's boot shod feet. "But I know the one following better."
What's so special about these poems? I can't tell you that: you must read it!
What I love about this story is the atmosphere it evokes: the veiled way that Doyle tests the waters, by quoting a poem that might suggest something, and waiting to see whether Bodie picks up on it. And Bodie does, and he guesses where Doyle must have read it, and what that might mean about Doyle.
They're living in 1980s Britain here. They've known each other for six years and only now does Doyle even hint to Bodie. And Bodie may be about to get himself a kicking from those boot-shod feet if he's misjudged the situation. But if Doyle knows those two poems from the same context that Bodie does, then it just may be worth the risk.
Beautiful.
Midnight Truths is available on the Proslib CD or in the multimedia zine Alter Egos 2.
Some fool has left the keys in the crack_van ignition, and so I have painted it gold and am pretending it is a Capri. And joy-riding through 70s and 80s Britain. Climb in with me for a month in the world of The Professionals.
I have a dozen stories I want to draw attention to over the next month, but wildly intermittent net access, so we'll see how many of them we can get to. They are of all lengths and from a variety of sources. You'll find a lot of them on the Proslib CD. And here's the first.
Fandom: THE PROFESSIONALS
Pairing: Bodie/Doyle
Length: 7kb, c1000 words
Author on LJ: Author not on LJ
Why this must be read: Because it's lovely.
Ginny's stories are generally found in zines. None is on the web. But two of her stories are on the Proslib CD. This is the shorter. It's incredibly brief - just over a thousand words - but it's beautifully done. It is a conversation on obbo, and Doyle is hoping to learn more about Bodie.
In the obbo van, listening to the snores of their quarry, Doyle and Bodie are chatting, and Doyle presses a reluctant Bodie, using the line, "So...talk to me" several times. Each time, they are a little closer. He corners Bodie into trying to define friendship, and in response he quotes a piece of poetry.
Bodie swallowed. He stared at Ray. He knew this poem *and* the anthology it was in. Heart pounding, he was suddenly afraid he might have misunderstood, hearing only what he wanted to hear.
Nonchalantly crossing his legs, he said, "Yeah, I know that." He took a deep breath, then placed his life at Ray's boot shod feet. "But I know the one following better."
What's so special about these poems? I can't tell you that: you must read it!
What I love about this story is the atmosphere it evokes: the veiled way that Doyle tests the waters, by quoting a poem that might suggest something, and waiting to see whether Bodie picks up on it. And Bodie does, and he guesses where Doyle must have read it, and what that might mean about Doyle.
They're living in 1980s Britain here. They've known each other for six years and only now does Doyle even hint to Bodie. And Bodie may be about to get himself a kicking from those boot-shod feet if he's misjudged the situation. But if Doyle knows those two poems from the same context that Bodie does, then it just may be worth the risk.
Beautiful.
Midnight Truths is available on the Proslib CD or in the multimedia zine Alter Egos 2.
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I know you buy zines, so, well, you know who to look out for now!
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So thanks to you and thanks to Ginny (and thanks to B&D of course), I am (hopefully) about to take possession of a nice anthology of poetry. Over a year after your rec, and I don't know how long after Ginny wrote the fic *g*
I don't know why, exactly, but it amuses me anyway ...
Thanks for the great recs, btw!
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I'm delighted I am not the only one who does this sort of thing.
And you're welcome re the recs - I have signed up (yet) again and I'll be at it again in - hmm, I think it looks like November. I had better start picking!