Fic for suzy_queue: Looking for Lamour

[trinityofone]

So ETA of parental units is about 90 minutes at this point. *bites nails* Once they get here, I will most likely be swept away on a cloud of FAMILY and HOLIDAY THINGS, so I probably will not be able to post very much. But I'd like to wish you all happy, exciting, stress-free (ha!) holidays--and here's one last fic...for the road

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[etben]

oh, wow. Thank you so much for writing this--it's the road trip fic I've been dreaming of. No, seriously. I've been dreaming about this road trip.

This is why I love fandom: for any idea I like, but can't write well enough to suit myself, there's someone infinitely more talented than I who will write it, and do a marvelous job, and make me tremendously happy. It's like some colossal mind-reading orgy of yay! (this fic, I should say, is exhibit A in this phenomenon.)

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[suzy_queue]

I'm rather glad that you don't understand the concept of ficlets. *g* That was utterly wonderful and perfect. I'd quote favorite bits, except I really loved them all. Total props for the multiple mentions of the Road movies. *g*

[smittywing]

Oh, you had me at Bing and Bob and now I want to go home and watch White Christmas and Holiday Inn and cry because I'm a great big sap.

I love roadtrip fics, too, and I love all the little bits and pieces of them that leak out along the way. The singing, the quoting, the buying of magnets, that perfect moment of synchronocity when bobbing to "I Want to Be Sedated" because it's the oddest little things that mean everything and settle in your mind forever.

And most of all, of course, I love John not wanting the obligatory "night of trying to get laid" and realizing, when it just might have been too late, that Rodney is what he wants and all he has to do is stop thinking for a while. *love*

[tigs]

This was a beautiful story. It almost made me *want* to go on another road trip, although they are certainly not my favorite things in the world. *g*

You write such a good John, with his slowly dawning realizations about his feelings for Rodney. It always feels so natural and leaves me thinking, yes, yes, exactly. And this story especially was very, very nice.

[mecurtin]

then they don’t exactly sing along to “I Wanna Be Sedated,”

Preposterous. Could never happen. Unless you mean "they howl along instead", which is what *I* always do.

Great road trip. Now I want sopapitas, curse you.