After ten years, I find myself writing SG-1/Sam and Jack fan fic once more. My web page is no longer available, so I'm posting some of my old work here. Please bear in mind that it is old work, and hopefully anything current I post will be improved. Also, my version of Stargate more or less ends with "Threads" in Season 8.

I've been in foodservice most of my adult life, and I'm currently the baker/pastry chef at a small university in western Colorado.

I no longer have the free time to write as I've had in the past, so while I may have a significant amount of story ideas, they're very slow to being posted. Also, I will not begin to post a story until it is complete.

Thanks for your interest.

Works in progress:

"1945"--Mostly a team fic with leanings towards Sam/Jack. What if instead of going forward in time at the end of the episode "1969" SG-1 was sent to 1944/45? I've been playing with this one for over ten years, so don't expect it to be completed any time soon.

"Try, Try Again"--A post "2010" story. SG-1 failed in their attempt to send a note through the 'gate to 2001 and the Aschen are still manipulating things on Earth. But Sam knows what they did. . . .

"Damaged Goods" (working title)--A paralyzed Sam must deal with her decisions when she learns of her former team mates capture. How far will she go to rescue Jack and the rest of SG-1?

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Okay, I've had the question posed yet again of, "why Noda?" So, here's the scoop. Years ago (I confess I won't be revealing how many), I was working as a waitress, and I was introducing myself to a new table. I was young and nervous, so I talked exceedingly fast, my words coming out in one long, continuous stream: "HiI'mLynnI'llbeyourwaitress." This was back in the dark ages before we were referred to as "servers," but I digress. At any rate, my customer looked up and asked, "Linda?" To which I said, "no, it's just 'Lynn' no 'da.'" A co-worker overheard the exchange and dubbed me "No da" and the rest is history.