fic:: what is living is fugitive

[loneraven]

I have written elsewhere and at length about this, but a long time ago, I watched Sidney Freedman on television say: "Actually, Hawkeye, I think you're the sanest person I've ever known

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[yiskah]

I really love this, even though I know very little about M*A*S*H, other than the completely out-of-order episodes I watched as a kid. This makes me want to watch it properly, and also read all your M*A*S*H fic.

As a side note, the repeated homecoming theme of your (recent?) writing is both wonderful and heartbreaking. YOU ARE GREAT THE END.

[loneraven]

I'm really pleased you liked this, especially if you don't know an awful lot about M*A*S*H (which is wonderful, btw!). Barring the stuff I wrote eleven years ago, the rest of my fic is here.

I think the theme of homecoming has always been there to a greater or lesser extent, but life being full of upheaval has brought it out rather! I suspect you and I look for similar things in our fiction. Many hearts! <3

[yiskah]

I suspect you and I look for similar things in our fiction

This is becoming ABUNDANTLY clear. Hearts back!

[troyswann]

Ah,you make a gentle, beautiful world.

[loneraven]

What I try to do, always. Thank you, my dear. <3

[garnettrees]

Hopefully you'll forgive my somewhat-incoherent, slightly sentimental feedback. What it lacks in eloquence, it makes up for in honesty.

In early August Dickie Barber, who runs the town hardware store, and did not at any point, no matter what he says, lend Hawkeye thirty-seven dollars, discovers a cache of fireworks in his basement that somehow got forgotten on the fourth of July.
You start off pitch-perfect. It's uncanny, the way you capture that old rhythm, and the way you make it new again by merging the omniscient narrator with a bit more of Hawkeye's flavor.

"Take 'em home with me," Radar said, and sat down on Frank's empty cot, and took his glasses off and scrubbed his eyes.

The fireworks set the scene-- a frame of brief light-in-darkness around the core of the story-- but this… this is where my throat started to close over, and all the familiar dusty color/texture of the 4077th solidified.

"Never thought about it like that," Potter said, "but I suppose it is. All the same, home's always people, not just a place. What's to

[garnettrees]

“Cally. I was in residency in Boston and then I spent two years as a front line army surgeon. I swear to you, this is not even in the top ten of most revolting things that have ever happened to me.”
I fell in love a little here, all over again. With both of you, I think. ^_^

"We've got to be quiet," he says, conversationally, to no one, and finds his way to the deep sink, the still water, to scrub.
Oh, Christ. I am have actual, physical tears on my cheeks now, and gooseflesh all up and down my arms.

They told me afterwards I, ah, tried to take a latrine to North Korea."
Sniffling, laughing _and_ shivering. Maybe BJ is right-- it's like a new dance!

BJ laughed and said impulsively, "Hawkeye, I love you" - and then tensed for a moment, bringing them both to a standstill, teetering in the centre of the compound, deserted and dark.
I have nothing substantive that could possibly add to or express my admiration for this. So I'm just going to leave this line here, because I love it.

I suggested 'Polyhymnia' but for some reason she

[loneraven]

Hopefully you'll forgive my somewhat-incoherent, slightly sentimental feedback. What it lacks in eloquence, it makes up for in honesty.

Oh, Meredith, there is nothing here to forgive. Thank you so much for writing these comments for me, they made my heart flutter. I hope you know that I feel exactly the same way - that these last ten years have been so much more (good and bad) than I could ever have imagined. I was so, so young back then - fifteen feels like a lifetime ago - and like you say above, it is so strange to think that Hawkeye and the rest were so young, just a couple of years older than I am now. But in writing this story, of course I fell in love with the show all over again, and it is such a comfort to me that I must be the same person who made so many wonderful, lifelong friends. For me, M*A*S*H itself will always be home to me, and that's entirely due to the people it brought me home to. Thank you again.

[gamesiplay]

I know that by now we've said this to each other many times, but it continues to be painfully relevant: we were so much older then; we're younger than that now.

I think about this a lot too--most of us who were in that fandom, back then, are now in our late twenties or thirties, which (if we go by the timelines that we so obsessively, fannishly constructed) is about how old Hawkeye and Trapper and BJ were when they arrived in Korea.

it is such a comfort to me that I must be the same person who made so many wonderful, lifelong friends. For me, M*A*S*H itself will always be home to me, and that's entirely due to the people it brought me home to.This. (Do I need to say that this made me cry, too? I just reread the story and cried again. I've been a big crier in the last month or two.) The last decade has been, for me as well, so unlike anything I expected--but I am so thankful that I still know some of the most important friends that I knew ten years ago; that there's still that continuity, those same people who recognize some part of

[bnh]

here on gamesiplay's recommendation. i haven't read fic in years, but i'm very glad i read this. it's stupendous.

[loneraven]

Thank you very much. :)