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Monday, February 2nd, 2009 08:33 am
Happy Gen Fic Day, everybody!

Reply to this entry with commentfic, drabbles, links to new works or WIPs, fic recs, and meta - anything, as long as it's gen and SG-1.

Confused? See the Gen Fic Day index for previous events!

Since there's no Alphabet Soup this time, I'm asking for some comprehensive reccing, instead. (Aside from all the new fic you've all written, heh.) All recs are welcome, of course, but I am specifically asking that everyone try to comment with two recs: an old friend that you love to reread over and over again, and shameless self-promotion of one of your own fics, with a sentence or two as a teaser. I'm not asking for your personal favorite (I know how impossible that is!); rather, I'd like to see people rec a personal fic that you think readers will enjoy. I'll start off the comments below myself, to serve as an example.

This post will remain open for submissions until Tuesday morning my time, which is midnight or so on the West Coast in the States. After that, I'll post a second entry to round up all the contributions into a coherent whole, including all those personal recs with teaser lines.

Spread the word! Write! Post! Comment! Squee! Have fun. :)

ETA, because it's apparently necessary: of course I don't mind new people wandering in to join us! The more gen squee, the better. :)
Monday, February 2nd, 2009 09:04 pm (UTC)
Old Friend: For God and Country (http://sgnovels.shahrazad.net/storiesf/forgodandcountry.txt), by Doc, is undoubtedly my favorite SG-1 fic, and I go back to reread it again and again despite the length! (This is a full novel, and worth the time.)

Shameless self-promotion: Interim Choices (http://www.katspace.org/Fiction/Stories/MultiLyricWheel/InterimChoices).

This isn't my best SG story, but it's one of the only ones that stands completely alone, and it's archived in an out-of-the-way place.

Snippet:

"Holy Hannah." Carter unclipped her flashlight and switched it on. Instead of disappearing under the bright beam, a film of darkness, of misty black, trickled over and around Jack's bare wrist and fingers. If it had sat still, it might have seemed like a stain of dirt or ashes. But it was in motion, sliding over his skin.
Monday, February 2nd, 2009 09:20 pm (UTC)
Oh, wow, Izh! Read it and loved it. Couldn't see a place to comment on it, though. Definitely going on my to-rec list!
Monday, February 2nd, 2009 09:27 pm (UTC)
I thought there was an LJ link for comments, but I see that isn't so! Heh. Thank you for commenting here. I'm very glad you enjoyed it! (I had far too much fun writing that one. *smiles at early-season team*)
Monday, February 2nd, 2009 09:36 pm (UTC)
Oooh, yes. Early season team is my all-time favorite. And it's not even because of the floppy hair. ;)