Atlantis fic: De Profundis

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De Profundis
by Hth

My journey into OT4 continues. Not as porny as "Works and Plays Well With Others," not as musical as "Headbanger's Ball." This actually...didn't go at all where I expected it to.

There was no set of circumstances where that particular configuration of fire, electricity, cultists, gravity, and sociopolitical upheval was going to give anyone a good feeling, but worse this time than normal, because by that point Rodney had gotten used to all three of them and also kind of more or less fallen in love.

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Heh. Well, hell, I'm just happy to be remembered for something, most days! *g* I will certainly take the compliment in the spirit in which it was intended -- but I have to say, I'm always really surprised when people tell me how sad they found "De Profundis." I swear to God, I thought it was a happy story! I mean, yes, sometimes I write things where Teyla shoots John in the head or Ronon suffocates to death, and I think, you know, okay, this one's just gonna be for me and the other angst whores. But this one...you know, I really wrote it intending to say something about all the times when you think something is the worst thing that can happen, and then it turns out to be not so terrible at all, really, and maybe even something wonderful. Apparently, that part didn't come across to a lot of readers. *g*

Anyway, you know, one of the most interesting things about writing is the way that later on you get to stand back and see your own work through somebody else's eyes, and it looks quite different to them. It's a nice reminder of how much of a two-way street all kinds of creative work really is.

To sum up: Thanks!