The Red Door

Oct 23, 2006 19:04

Dedicated to Lois, who seems only to have swollen lymph nodes after all, not an ominous abdominal mass, and who's already back to helpfully standing on the keyboard and stomping on my head, the dear little fuzzhead.

The Red Door
(or, a Postmodern Prometheus)

Chapter 14: Atlantis' Rinse Cycle )

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jenlev October 24 2006, 00:26:25 UTC
it feels very like 'them' to be ambivalent about rodney using the room. you write their struggle to find the balance of doing *anything* to help rodney without putting him at a different mysterious risk very well. and that balance point keeps changing. i love how you're layering the unknown and the impact of that on all their lives.

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saffronhouse October 24 2006, 09:58:51 UTC
I 'm very gratefulfor the kindness of your character analysis (and fpr sticking with this lumbering thing).

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jenlev October 24 2006, 10:29:52 UTC
it's totally my pleasure. and it's not lumbering, it's fabulous.

ps. we're both up far to early this morning...still dark hereabouts. meep.

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mahoy October 24 2006, 00:31:38 UTC
Love. Adore. *heart* etc.

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saffronhouse October 24 2006, 09:54:59 UTC
Thanks!

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clairshadows October 24 2006, 03:40:20 UTC
I love how Rodney's first response was 'You're sending me home' not 'You're taking my toys away' and again I love this story :)

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saffronhouse October 24 2006, 09:54:01 UTC
Thanks so much for sticking with it!

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thistlethorn October 24 2006, 03:57:08 UTC
::relief:: Whew! I'm so glad your darling is not suffering from something ominous and is instead back to being fuzzy and demanding attention.

Sending you and Lois both a little face rub greeting from Moonshadow.

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saffronhouse October 24 2006, 09:52:11 UTC
Oh, that expression on that (not so innocent) little face! What a sweetheart!

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thistlethorn October 24 2006, 18:48:06 UTC
Thank you! She *is* a sweetie, even if she does get a little bitey at times. I can take her on little walks outside and into the woods across the street and she follows me just like a kitten with her mother. It's very cute.

The other day when it was blustery out and leaves were swirling everywhere, she kept running at trees, dashing up the trunks, then leaping down and running to the next, like a crazy thing. ::g::

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percysowner October 25 2006, 22:19:01 UTC
I got behind on this for a while, but I finally got caught up. I am so intrigued by this whole story. I really want to know what is behind the red door. I suspect that Rodney is right to be worried about it. But, I love the slow build in all your stories, so I am more than willing to wait for all the answers. I understand Rodney's impatience. He want to be fixed NOW. I hope he isn't damaging himself with his pushing. I am eagerly awaiting the next chapter.

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saffronhouse October 25 2006, 22:33:32 UTC
I know 'slow build' tends to become 'glacial build' in my stories - and certainly to be read at one's own pace! But thank you so much for the nice words and encouragement.

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