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[Nov. 13th, 2009|05:25 pm] |
( Cut for length and family wtf?-ery. )
In other news, NaNo novel is at 16,555 words! (Yes, that's including last years 8000+ words. So what? I was feeling in need of an ego boost.) *beams*
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[Nov. 2nd, 2009|08:03 pm] |
Not written anything for NaNo yet... I was hoping to, especially since J called me yesterday morning to tell me our planned RPG meeting wasn't happening due to the Master's alcohol poisoning -- WTF? I was out to party as well, but carefully didn't drink much so I could play! *pouts* (The party was great, by the way, even though the DJ wasn't the best, constantly fumbling the fade-in and -outs of songs, and playing largely obscure and undanceable stuff, except if people requested something else -- which after a while everyone did, which in turn made a bitchy DJ who hacked off the songs halfway through to play ones he (but no one else, as evidenced by the empty dance floor) liked. Seriously, that's not how you do it! Also, except the zombie-masked club staff, no one was really dressed up for Halloween, leaving the single group in "blood"-spattered and ripped white T-shirts, and J and A in their "sexy witch" outfits standing out a bit.)
Anyway, writing: Somehow my writing mojo got channelled elsewhere and I wrote two (probably awful) anonymous comment ficlets for the DC Kink Meme (thanks for the inspiration, Vulgarweed, though I suspect you wanted people to do GO, not other fandoms, but anyway, thanks) instead. Yay, me? Whatever, any productivity is good productivity for me these days. ":-/
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On a different note: whoever invented the Spanish subjunctive needs to be shot. Seriously, I had no idea I could hate any linguistic feature that much! (Russian verb aspects are a close second, though.)
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Much as I rant about my roommates from time to time, they do have their advantages: in contrast to living with the parents, the atmosphere is usually relaxed. Right now, soothing seventies music (folk rock and reggae) is playing in the living room, it smells of home-cooked food, the dog is snoring on her sofa, and the light is cosy. Much better to come home to than screaming brats and a bitchy mom! ":-) |
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[Oct. 28th, 2009|05:42 pm] |
Skipped uni from noon on today and did some garden work instead -- some twenty wheelbarrows full of dead leaves needed clearing away. (Yes, I know there's something wrong with you when nothing fills you with more giddy elation than neglecting your expensive tertiary education for menial physical labour. I've been that way all my life and just can't help it. As I said, if I could make a living mucking out stables and doing garden work, I would.) It's been one of those beautiful last sunny October days, with blue sky, green meadows, and trees all possible shades of flaming red and yellow, when staying inside seems a crime against Nature. I normally love the grey, misty autumn days more, for their sweetly melancholy mood, but today was simply perfect. A day to breathe and feel free and stick your middle finger to a world that wants to lock you up and smother you.
It wasn't at all cold (quite the opposite, seeing as I could work with sleeves rolled up), considering we already had first frost several weeks ago), but I had tea afterwards anyway. I love my new kettle to bits! (Even though it drips a bit after pouring. ":-/) I have a hard time getting used to drinking it without milk, but I've heard it's a good deal healthier that way.
After a conversation with a friend recently, I've paid more attention to my taste in music, and have to say he was right: I tend to like songs best that are simultaneously kick-ass and sad and can be interpreted either way according to my own mood of the moment. Hm.
Talking about music: "Papillon" by The Editors is the Perdido Street Station theme song, y/y? (Not normally my type of music -- too electro and lacks guitars -- but I like that song!) Everytime it's on the radio I get creeped out by association. "X-D
And talking about books (wow, my transitions are smoooooth today): I want to try again with Dragonslayer (last year's oft-renamed project that didn't get far past 8000 words, but counts as a success by my pathetic standards) for NaNo, but... well, the uni stuff I've been procrastinating is slowly getting past "urgent" into "certain profs will shoot me on sight" territory.
I'm also still debating with myself whether to sign up for Makesmewannadie's RareLitBigBang... I want to, even though/because it's right during my MA thesis writing time. What am I planning on? Procrastinating one with the other by turns? *facepalm* |
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| [Fic:] The Perks of Being a Dead Legend |
[Aug. 6th, 2009|10:10 pm] |
Title: The Perks of Being a Dead Legend
Author: ShadowValkyrie
Fandom: My Name is Nobody
Pairing: Nobody/Jack Beauregard
Rating: NC-17 (PWP)
Length: 2968 words
Warnings: First-person point of view, generational gap, bad puns.
Disclaimer: Not mine, just borrowing them to comply with Rule 34.
Notes: Written for the ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) kink_bingo prompt "Worship" (though, much like the movie itself, the fic fails at that a bit). Thanks for a fantastic beta job and anti-Brit-picking goes to spacelogic. All remaining mistakes are mine. Also: I'm sorry for this. I really am. I blame it all on Terence Hill's prettiness and Henry Fonda's sexy boots. And yes, I'm aware trains probably don't work that way.
( The Perks of Being a Dead Legend ) |
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| I think the heat is affecting my brain -- all I see is so... shiny! |
[Jul. 1st, 2009|09:42 pm] |
I've watched the entire Hornblower miniseries now... (And why isn't there more? Whyyy? The last episode was awful! Don't let it end on that note!) I definitely have a new fandom. It's so very shiny! Pretty men in silk stockings all over sexy uniforms! Sailing ships so lovely they basically constitute a new kind of porn! Cannon! Explosions! Funny hats! But mostly, pretty men. And lots of subtext between them. Oh yes...
Now I need fic recs. Come on, folks, I know you have them! Preferably epic ones! As to pairings, I'm pretty much game for anything; it's amazing how many possibilities there are, really. Well, it is the British Navy. My favourite ships so far are Horatio/Archie and Horatio/Bush (also, I crave Horatio/Archie/Bush... it must exist somewhere, right?), though I think the most constant one is Horatio/Pellew, I just doubt it ever goes somewhere, with all the formality between them. (But I'd be glad to be proven wrong on that.";-]) But you can also make a good case for lots of others. Pretty much the only thing I don't want to see is Horatio/Matthews, because, well, father figure. (Why, yes I do have double standards where DCU fandom is concerned, why do you ask?) And feel free to rec good gen as well!
And I'm wondering whether to sign up for Genre_Twisting with my shiny new fandom. Because it's not like I'm still busily procrastinating Kink_Bingo or something... *cough* |
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| What? There was still space on the bandwagon! |
[Jun. 14th, 2009|12:40 pm] |
Yes, I signed up for kink_bingo, over at DW -- and so should you.
( My assigned kinks )
I already have a few ideas, but, because it's a good idea, I'm snagging this from Gloss:
If you have suggestions for pairings and/or bunnies you're willing to share (or things you'd like to see me write, that you think I can), comments are welcome. |
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| Two days till Yuletide... |
[Dec. 18th, 2008|05:03 pm] |
I'm currently on version 3.0 of my story (which has nothing whatsoever to do with its predecessors anymore), while also trying to organise all the renovation/moving stuff. Luckily, today was my last day of uni for this year. *rejoices*
Would anyone be willing to beta, in case I make it before Saturday night, after all? (If I write tonight and tomorrow evening, I might just manage. I really do not want to repeat last year's trainwreck.) You probably don't know the fandom (I'm obviously not allowed to tell which it is in public *g*), but a language beta would be appreciated very much. |
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| Yuletide! |
[Nov. 4th, 2008|06:13 pm] |
I signed up for it again. Because I'm clearly insane and should be medicated for my own good. *beams*
At least I will have more time for it this December than last one (not that having a lot of time at the moment helps me doing NaNo, but well). And I can't resist a chance to get one of the stories I've been craving for ages... I'm equally hopeful for all four requests and equally uninspired for most of what I offered... but I guess a good prompt can get me going in any of them. I only hope I get a better recipient this year, since the last one never even responded. |
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| Yuletide! |
[Oct. 29th, 2008|06:44 pm] |
I've just gone through the list of nominated fandoms and found about 30 fandoms I'd be interested in writing and/or requesting. *sigh* This will be a hard year for sorting out.
And much to my surprise and delight, some brilliant person nominated Karl May's Winnetou! Nothing short of a nuclear disaster can keep me from signing up for that! ( Memories, for those who haven't heard me ramble on that yet ) |
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[Sep. 18th, 2008|08:24 pm] |
University: still a bitch. A mangy one. They still haven't sent me my report. No report, no signing up for the MA.
I'm-not-responsible Woman of the day on phone: "Why are you so unfriendly?"
SV: "I'm pretty damn friendly, considering..."
Seriously, I couldn't leave home for more than two days at a time the entire holidays, was asked for another document (or, in some cases, the same one thrice) every other day, got missed on lists, got into computer mix-ups, got fogotten... I'm fed up well and good with this shit.
Hair: got overdue cut today. I am now ready to star in the next part of Alien.*
Switzerland: waiting for me. Yay, cheap holidays uni excursions! The only problem I've run in so far is that the only formal wardrobe (we'll visit the opera one night) I own is the suit I wore for my graduation... but my grandma took care of the massive (and by now desperately unfashionable) bellbottoms this afternoon and they look like normal trousers now, so it should be okay. In any case, this spares me having to spoil tomorrow with shopping. Life is good!
State of the writing department: sad. But maybe the latest round of IJ porn battle will prove inspiring... Why isn't that thing up yet, btw? Wasn't it planned for today?
*Disclaimer: unfortunately, I do not otherwise look like Sigourney Weaver in the slightest, so hold the fanmail. I could play the alien, though. |
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