Fic post: The Sky Is Falling
Jun. 1st, 2006 @ 09:12 am
What a terrific, well-thought-out and interesting story! I love Cam's reference to Atwood, and that he notices the size of the map, that he drinks with the villagers and that they don't wash their hair as often.
I love Sam's steadfast determination to keep trying, and then I also sympathize when she goes at last to salvage the wire from the 302. I'm glad they're together and not stranded alone.
The details are wonderful, the sense of their physical comfort and also just the visual sense, Cam's shirt under the blanket, Sam's joining him, and then later as they walk, the way she turns and he has to pull up on his toes to keep from running into her.
This made me think a lot of a book I enjoy, Malevil
by Robert Merle, a 1972 French post-apocalyptic novel. It was translated into English in 1974.
Wow, thank you so much. I liked the idea that the physical comforts would sort of fade away, instead of being gone all of a sudden, so the shirt would lose it's shape, the wine would run out, the local store would only have so much shampoo on the shelves.
I think eventually, Sam would teach people how to make toothpaste out of mint and baking soda. Heh.
I'm fascinated with the comfort of people who've learned to ignore the sexuality of the other gradually becoming aware of it again; SG-1 shares tents and personal habits but they aren't allowed to bury their noses in each other's hair or invade personal space. Still, at the end of the world, it's hard for any one to assert they don't need comfort, so there's this wierd asexual, undefined closeness...
I may look into that book, writing post-apocalypse has made me want to go read post-apocalypse. Thank you for your lovely f/b.
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