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02 January 2007 @ 08:38 am
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Classes don't actually start until tomorrow, but I'm down on campus buying books and generally sorting out last minute nonsense like billing and credit. I noticed something on the way down.

Down on I71 just before the Taft exit is an old garage-door factory. I don't know if it's in opperation any more or not-- it could be just storage, because it's not completely run-down. Anyway, on the side facing the highway, someone spray painted a epitaph. It reads:

Habeas Corpus

This makes part of me want to cry, and another part of me just want to hug the person who wrote it. Even if I don't completely agree with the politics of it, I guess its the boldness that strikes me. I don't know why the statement, and the fact it's graffiti on some old wall, moves me so. Huh.

off to actually get something done now
Emotional Temperature: indescribableindescribable
The Band Plays:: "Surrender"-- by A Simple Plan
Hello, My name is: Defaultrising_wolf on January 2nd, 2007 03:35 pm (UTC)
Hello. I've spent the day reading my first round of MASH fics, many of which turned out to be yours. I've gone through a couple of sites to find a place where I can easily leave you a message, so please ignore the following if you are not the author of Make room for me, that glorious bundle of Radar, Hawkeye and BJ. However, I highly suspect you are, so please ignore the previous.

Firstly, I'm not in fandom and I never write anything myself and I don't leave reviews, except when I come across something really exceptional, a category which Make room for me certainly falls under. I just adore the Radar you wrote. I love the innocence and the childish desperation, and especially the poignant let down from the man who he directs that wild adoration. The thing that I think makes this fic really something else is that you captured that whole-hearted longing of someone so honest and the complete hurt and disbelief that it didn't end happily ever after. Like I said, poignant. It made me cry.

Well, that's it from me. Though if you've written any other Radar fics like this one, or even just know of anything similar to it, I would really love to hear about it.

Meredith Bronwen Mallory: marinegirlgarnettrees on January 5th, 2007 02:15 am (UTC)
Wow. *blushes violently* I can't figure out where to begin responding to your amazingly kind comments on 'Make Room For Me'. It was so wonderful of you to take the time to leave me a message at all! I'm so glad you enjoyed Radar's characterization-- after I wrote the fic, it occurred to me that it's unusual for him to be so assertive, so I worry that I wrote a little OOC. So, hearing that he rang true to you is a great relief. Thank you so, so much for letting me know!

I have written one other Radar-centric piece-- actually, I wrote it before 'Make Room For Me'. It's called I May Know The Word.

Again, thank you so much for the feedback!
Amberminttown1 on January 3rd, 2007 12:22 am (UTC)
Best of luck and good thoughts for the start of classes tomorrow. *hugs*

And I like that graffiti. I just do.
(It also reminds me of the trip from Altoona to Philadelphia in July, the first leg of the New England trip, and the way that Brittany admitted to a love of good graffiti, an admiration of the skill it requires. It was just one of those neat, random, unexpected things.)
Meredith Bronwen Mallory: carolgarnettrees on January 5th, 2007 02:17 am (UTC)
*hugs* Thanks so much.

*grins* The best graffiti I've seen was in Japan-- in an overpass near the airport, someone sprayed, "We wish you be happy" in English. ^_^ But yeah, this one was very pithy.

It was just one of those neat, random, unexpected things.
I know exactly what you mean.