December 31, 2001

Meredith Lynne, The Road Home

The conflict in this one is resolved just a little too easily for my taste, and though there is a plot (thank you, Merry), it sort of...sputters. Still, this story is studded with charming bits--mutant cows, Clark's Oreo crunching, and bare feet--and Clark here is believably adolescent, possessing that strange mixture of innocence and assurance they seem to be going for on the show but which is hard to recreate in the fic.

Posted by Sarah T. at December 31, 2001 02:41 PM | TrackBack
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