“Too much of anything, Lieutenant, even love–“

I’ve reached a saturation point in my reading of slash. Not that my ardor has dimmed; rather, I am too overwhelmed, at the moment, to appreciate its charms.

I do want to write about a strangely satisfying little story called “Yesterday,” which features S/Mc; about a few stories that disappointed, like “Still Amok,” “Forget Me Not,” and “The Last Straw”; about a sub-genre of slash well represented by the story “The Berries,”; and about the pleasures tucked into the narrative construction of “Incident Report.”

But first, to come up for a little air.


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