Comments | thepurpleswitch: give yourself a shake and turn around.

thepurpleswitch

give yourself a shake and turn around.

Jul 22, 2008 14:11

Title: Dallas
Summary: What'd you do in Dallas?
Pairing: Casey/several women.
Rating: 14A
Fandom: Sports Night
Wordcount: 13K

( lisa's pissed at you, isn't she? )

sports night, fic

Comments 7

dragojustine July 23 2008, 00:41:44 UTC

Dude, is this Sports Night fic? You write Sports Night? Man, you oughta put the fandom info SOMEWHERE above the lj-cut, or I might never have clicked!

Dashing off to airport- will read as soon as I'm back! *little cheer*

thepurpleswitch July 23 2008, 14:51:22 UTC

It is Sports Night! I wrote Sports Night forever ago. Um. Previous efforts here.

It's awful, but I've gotten so used to posting RPF on the Other Journal, where everyone who's reading knows it's RPF and only needs the pairing, gah. Sorry!

I hope you like it! Have a safe trip!

dragojustine August 9 2008, 18:44:53 UTC

Wow, this is... yeah. Wow ( ... )

heyginger July 23 2008, 18:08:20 UTC

*sighs*

Oh, Danny. Oh, Casey. Oh, everyone. This makes me want to re-watch the whole series.

Amazing! ♥!

(ps your Dana is especially dead on)

phoebesmum August 10 2008, 19:54:01 UTC

This is wonderful, and I'm glad I didn't rush to read it right away as it meant I had it as solace in time of need. If you call angst and depression (very well-depicted and completely convincing depression, btw, and I speak as one as knows) and general cluelessness and people-in-the-same-space-missing-each-other-by-miles 'solace'. Which apparently I do, yeah.

Oh, Abby. How you truly are the Worst Psychiatrist in the History of the Whole World, Ever. Oh, Casey. How clueless you are, and how clumsy, and how you hurt everyone you touch, and yet as much without harmful intent as the big, clumsy puppy that just smashed your best china to smithereens. Oh, Lisa and Dana: you try so hard, and you think you're getting somewhere, and then someone, some man, just comes along, and you wonder why the hell you even bother. And my lovely, bruised, fucked-up Danny: you will never be better, my love, and you know it, and sometimes the world is altogether too much for you ( ... )

thepurpleswitch August 11 2008, 02:58:15 UTC

*overwhelmed; ignores first half of comment*

And you even got sport in there, for the 'put the sports back in Sports Night brigade, who (apparently) don't think that what the rest of us write is Good Enough at all.

Eh. Whiners. I use sports as metaphors because doing so works for the universe and it's canon. I could care less whether other writers do or do not include sports in their fic--sports/no sports does not a good story make. Which is to say: I got your back.

If not the latter, then may I link it for you? It must be seen!!

I wasn't planning on linking it outside my journal, 'cause it's so, so, so not done, but if you want to link it, I wouldn't have a problem with that. Thank you for asking.

fizzerbass August 12 2008, 01:38:52 UTC

I'm here thanks to phoebesmum linkage and very gratified to be in this place in this time. I'd love to leave some witty, urbane, light and pithy comment so you'll know how very much I admired this story - unfinished or not - but I lack the necessary skills.

Would you mind submitting to some sort of brain MRI so I can see what vital piece of gray matter I am missing that makes you such a talented author and me just a writer of words? Hmm, that might come off as a little snide and sarcastic and it is not meant to in the least. I'm just so envious and jealous and a bunch of other -ous words...

God, this was good.