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Quercus
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Name: | quercus |
Alias(es): | Lemon Drop, Mira, Mirabile, Mirabile-Dictu |
Type: | fanwriter |
Fandoms: | The Sentinel, X-Files, SG-1 |
Communities: | |
Other: | Lemon Drop's Fanfic http://slashcity.org/quercus/ |
URL: | quercus at AO3 mira at AO3 Lemon Drop at AO3 |
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quercus is a X-Files and SG-1 fanwriter, and as Lemon Drop she wrote Sentinel fics.
Regarding their name: "I used to be quercus, then I was Lemon Drop, and now I'm quercus again. Then I became Mira..."
Fandoms
- The X-Files (as quercus)
- The Sentinel (as Lemon Drop)
- Stargate SG-1 (as quercus)
- Stargate Atlantis (as Mira and Mirabile-Dictu)
- Lotrips (as Mirabile-Dictu)
Sample Works
Sentinel
- Cloud Mountain
- Desirous of Everything
- Distant Journey, Unknown Lands
- In Good Company
- Mexico
- My Mother's House
- Ocean, Moon
Stargate SG-1
quercus's Thoughts on "Meridian"
From February 2002:
On Monday, February 4, 2002, I finally saw via squinty vision the SG-1 episode Meridian, Daniel Jackson's final episode on Stargate SG-1. That episode. The one in which he dies/ascends/whatever the hell happened.Okay, I cried a bit. I've carried the sadness around with me for several days now. I'm a bit puzzled by why such a wonderful character would be so misused by the writers and producers of SG, but hey -- I have no inside information, I'm the wrong demographic, I have no power. I'm just another middle-aged woman who gets off writing and reading about Jack and Daniel exploring their complex relationship.
The only power I have is as a writer of fanfiction, a much-despised genre. Only my husband and three close friends know how I spend my free time, and one of those friends I met because I write. So how much power is that?
Well, it's just enough power that I can keep Daniel alive/unascended/whatever the hell happened. I can do that. And so I have.
In my world, Meridian never happened, and SG-1 remains intact. If I ever do write a post-Meridian story, I will label it clearly (and as you can tell from my index of stories page, I'm not big on labeling).
Just wanted y'all to know. [1]
Fan Comments
I'm rushed, here, so this won't be as good a post as I want it to be, but I want to answer it before it gets buried in the deluge of mail. <G> Note to folk also that SPOILERS are included, and also that this post might not make any sense to anyone who hasn't read Lemon Drop's stories.
Basically, what I wanted to say was:
a) Yes, praise can raise expectations that no story can fulful. Granted. I'm sorry if that's what happened to you and if I was responsible. This being said--
b) I defend my praise of Lemon Drop's work. I enjoyed the *hell* out of those stories. Why? *Subtlety.* I mean--talk about an underrepresented virtue in slash (and I'm including my own work here--I ain't near as subtle as I would like.)
Take Mexico. There's a scene where young Blair goes into a museum and runs into an American man who (we know from photos) has two teenaged sons. A lesser writer would have made that William Ellison. A lesser writer would have made that definite, and shown that the two sons were Jim and Stephen. A lesser writer would have had Jim and Stephen in Mexico at the same time that Blair was, and furthermore, would have had teenaged nascent-protector Jim *on the scene* during the conflict that Blair experiences there. Or the story would have been about how Blair fell down the well in his backyard and how the teenaged Blessed Protector (who *was* that masked man? god, I don't know, I repressed it) rescued him. Lemon Drop didnt do ANY of that--she evoked something, and let...it...go...! and goddamm, that impressed me. Still does. I mean, she faced some serious ass melodramatic temptation and lifted her head high and walked right the fuck past it.
I bow to that sort of thing, I really do. Read the stories if you haven't, and you'll seen what I mean. Think about what a lesser writer would do
with those same elements [2]
References
- ^ A Note on Meridian, Archived version
- ^ comments on Prospect-L, quoted anonymously (June 2, 2000)