I don't think you JF people have ever experienced this, but when I go too long without writing any fiction at all, I'll find myself lying in bed one night, completely unable to go to sleep until the story that's tearing itself through my head has been written down. And it's always sheer crack.

It happened last night.

So now I find myself in possesion of SGA sort-of-slash, in the person of 2,000 words of John/Rodney as *Gethenians*.

I blame limyaael for this, for inspiring me to finally pull down and read The Birthday of the World. We're probably lucky that I decided to write this one instead of the one where they're all on Seggri.

(I do find it .. not so much surprising, really, that the first time I can recall ever writing a fic that was actually, honest-to-god, one of the huge slash OTPs, I manage to make it AU, crack, crossover, genderfuck, incest, ponn farr, huddling for warmth, (kind of)The Alterrans Made Them Do It, and if I write the next part, also telepathic bonding and (m)preg. And kite-flying. And all of that except the kite-flying is, of course, canonical for Left Hand of Darkness.

... on reflection, maybe the reason I fell for LHoD so hard *wasn't* entirely the subversive exploration of gender roles. But hey, if Le Guin can write femmslash orgy fic for it, I can write John/Rodney.)