Fic Of The Week - Week Twenty Three

[bk_forever]

Another week, another fic and for this week I've picked an early fic by the wonderful  lone_star_woman . So early, in fact, it isn't even on her journal, which means we must venture into the uncertain terrain of ff.net to find it!

The Thing About Love is just 12 shortish chapters and can be found here: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4175466/1/The_Thing_About_Love  It's rated T and described as Hurt/Comfort/Romance.

Here's what the author has to say...

Author's note: This is AU Torchwood because the idea of dead Owen depresses me when there's so much fun to be had with live Owen, especially with his confused relationship with Rory. Basically, I reworked the story that inspired An Excellent Boyfriend into something that I am more comfortable with.

For those who want to read them, the short fic An Excellent Boyfriend can be found near the bottom of the author's ff.net Profile Page here:

http://www.fanfiction.net/u/1483299/lone_star_woman , along with the story which introduces the character of Rory, Uncle Jack Harkness (quite long at over 18,000 words).

Hope everyone enjoys reading!

Comments

[bk_forever]

Oh No! Good luck with coming off the antidespressant - maybe it won't be too bad as you haven't been on it that long. I'll keep my fingers crossed. Good luck with your appointments too.

The way I see it, Jack only sees the blackness when he dies because he's not going to be there long. I think it's the place you go to wait until it's certain that you're not going to be revived, then you get to move on to the afterlife. Suzie stayed there because she was so insane and disillusioned it never occurred to her that she could move on. That's my theory anyway ;)

[debmommy22.livejournal.com]

I like your ideas on the afterlife and Jack. That makes me feel much better. I have decided RTD can write it anyway he likes, but that they are not showing the whole picture. No one really knows what happenes, even Jack until they really go onto it, like you said. I was like you, coming up with my own ideas of how that worked so I could still watch the shows and not be upset or depressed at his dark view of the afterlife. What hopelessness! I don't believe that our lives are so insignificant that we would go through all this only to die and disappear into dust. Why would any of us want to go on knowing that we had nothing to look forward to but darkness or just blinking out into nothingness. How can he be into sci-fi, knowing all the vast expanse of space that exsist and all the gallaxies and think there is no afterlife and that there is no higher power who made it. There is no way, I believe, that space and all of us are just some kind of accident. How can we come from nothing, someone had to start it. Who made the first atom?...it did not just appear from nowhere. I don't know how RTD or anyone could think there is not someone extraordinary and all powerful that made all this. I feel so tiny; I really don't know anything, it is all too huge for me to even begin to understand. I know though that I/we are not tiny in God's eyes which gives me so much comfort and hope.

Ok, stepping down off soap-box....lol! :D

I can write nothing or be a blabber mouth depending on my mood. lol! I am having some pain, but at the moment I am doing ok. I have no idea what I will be like later or tomorrow.

Let me know how you are doing too. I love hearing about what is going on with you too. Are those mating Ladybugs still around? LOL! Funny, I just thought of them.

love crazy deb*

[bk_forever]

I think the Ladybugs have passed their mating frenzy, now they're just enjoying life (when the weather is good) and hiding away when it's cold and rainy.

I know what you mean - I can't believe everything just came into being without some outside help. Of course, I also find it impossible to believe that earth is the only inhabited planet with intelligent (well, sometimes anyway) beings. I'm certain there must be more than just earth.

I don't know what the afterlife will be like (I hope it's not all sitting around on clouds while playing harps) but I'm sure there is something after. I still don't want to die yet though - there are still a lot of things I want to do in this life first.

*hugs* Love, J xxx