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It's that time again. The Stargate SG-1 Fan Awards nominations for 2004 are officially out, which had me thinking about last year. I'm not sure if I properly expressed my gratitude to the people who nominated my stories and me last year. I was new to the fandom and frankly the whole thing was pretty overwhelming. In some ways, it still is.
I am ever touched by the people who have nominated my stories both this year and last year. I am simply at a loss to say anything more eloquent than thank you.
In looking over the scores of titles nominated, it strikes me that it's so hard to put a "best" title to any one fic or author. So many times it's like comparing apples to oranges to...pyramids.
There are names and titles I recognize and have read. Others this is my first introduction to. But all stories have one thing in common - they share, if just a little piece, the heart and soul of the writer. The writer who may have agonized for days over a title or a sentence. The writer who attempted to release some of his/her own personal demons through the written word. The writer whose love of the show bubbled over so they couldn't help but to write about it.
Well, I think I've gotten schmoopy enough for one night. I'm not looking for any type of congratulations, so think I'll turn off the comments and just slink away.
I am ever touched by the people who have nominated my stories both this year and last year. I am simply at a loss to say anything more eloquent than thank you.
In looking over the scores of titles nominated, it strikes me that it's so hard to put a "best" title to any one fic or author. So many times it's like comparing apples to oranges to...pyramids.
There are names and titles I recognize and have read. Others this is my first introduction to. But all stories have one thing in common - they share, if just a little piece, the heart and soul of the writer. The writer who may have agonized for days over a title or a sentence. The writer who attempted to release some of his/her own personal demons through the written word. The writer whose love of the show bubbled over so they couldn't help but to write about it.
Well, I think I've gotten schmoopy enough for one night. I'm not looking for any type of congratulations, so think I'll turn off the comments and just slink away.