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From [livejournal.com profile] ozmissage, the greatest fic meme of them all!

This is the Fanfic Throwback challenge! Copy and paste this to your journal, along with a list of "past" pairings that you will ask your flist to give you prompts for. "Past" pairings don't have to be from dead shows, just pairings you'd like to revisit that you haven't written in a while. Depending on the fandom, that could be anywhere from six months to several years! Use some of the prompts, all of them, or none of them. The real point of this is to challenge yourself to reach back in time and grace your flist with a blast from your own personal (near or distant) fanfic past! Post them to your journal whenever you finish, stagger them, or post them all at once!

List under the cut. )

anything you want from me i'll do

Jun. 19th, 2013 02:22 pm
musesfool: Bucky Barnes in black and white (if i should fall behind)
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I am amused - and pleased - at the headlines about the Mets' rookie pitchers Matt Harvey and Zack Wheeler after they won both games of a doubleheader yesterday in Atlanta - 'pair of aces' and 'dynamic duo'. I didn't see Harvey's game (he took a no-hitter into the seventh, and only a mistake by the first baseman kept it from going longer) but Wheeler managed to get over some early wildness and work through a couple of tough innings to get the win in his first major league start. I try never to get my hopes up when it comes to the Mets, but this could be the start of something good. Not this season, which is pretty much done for already, but next year and the year after that.

In other sports news, I guess it's good that the Rangers hired Alain Vigneault? Maybe they will actually learn how to play offense again, especially on the power play? I guess we'll see.

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Reading Wednesday!

What I've just read

Since last we spoke, I finished When You Reach Me by Rebecca Stead, which I enjoyed immensely, possibly because I was 9 years old in 1979 when the story was set, and also obsessed with A Wrinkle in Time (okay, no, technically it wasn't until 1980 that I read/loved/used the L'Engle books for all my book reports etc. but close enough for these purposes) so Miranda felt really familiar to me. It reminded me more of The Young Unicorns in terms of L'Engle's books, and also From the Mixed Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler, so I think nostalgia plays a large part in loving this book, but I think it does a good job with a young narrator, so that you as the reader know stuff she obviously doesn't. So the big twist isn't really a surprise? But still, I liked the book a lot.

I also read Emilie and the Hollow World by Martha Wells, which was also highly enjoyable, though I was shocked when Emilie said she was 16, because she comes across as no older than 13 at most, and the book reads more like a middle grade than a YA to me, and she spends a little too much time eavesdropping and tagging along before she really gets in on the action, but still, enjoyable steampunk hijinks, and recommended if it comes into your hands.

And as I mentioned the other day, between books, I reread Devil's Cub, which is my favorite Heyer. There are certainly some iffy things in it - not just the class issues, but also Vidal's treatment of Mary early on (he forcibly abducts her and there is some violence involved) - but spoilers I guess )

What I'm reading now

Kim Stanley Robinson's The Years of Rice and Salt, which became available (along with three other books) from NYPL almost immediately after I said I had no more library books out. *snerk* I'm about halfway through and I find it a really enjoyable/fascinating thought experiment - it's an alternate history where 99% of Europe was wiped out by the Black Plague, so China, India, and the various Islamic empires are the major powers in the world. I'm not particularly emotionally invested in the characters, mostly because spoilers )

I'm enjoying it but we'll see how it goes, since I'm only halfway through.

What I'm reading next

Well, in addition to The Years of Rice and Salt, I also have Tell the Wolves I'm Home by Carol Rifka Brunt, Along for the Ride by Sarah Dessen (as recced by one of you), and The Age of Miracles by Karen Thompson Walker from the library, since they all became available at once. Oops? And The Ocean at the End of the Lane by Neil Gaiman, which I had forgotten I'd pre-ordered, but which doesn't have a due date, so it'll have to wait.

I'll let you know how that all goes. *snerk*

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I feel like it is time for a wsip roundup, even though I don't think much has actually changed.

Right now, I'm currently paying attention to four stories, though there is a fifth that rotates through when I think about things that I want to happen in it, so:

I'm cutting because I feel weird about talking about these right now. Idek )

There's a few others on the list, but these are the ones I'm actively working on now.

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gehayi: (giving away the plot (ravemasta))
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Fifty Shades Darker--Chapter One (Part II)

In which Grey is pointlessly jealous, angry, and racist; Ana is dazzled and has no sense of time; José's photos are either generic or creepy; Stacy tells Grey off in public; and there is a potentially triggering scene involving a furious man and a dark alley.

In for a penny, in for a pound.

Jun. 18th, 2013 10:01 pm
moetushie: Beaton cartoon - a sexy revolution. (Default)
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- I signed up for Sultry in September because I am bad at impulse control. We'll see how this goes. In other news, NPT has been worked on and scalped and another has taken it's place, harder and stronger than before. The deadline, it looms. I hope I can do this.

- So, Elleth wanted a minicommentary on this fic which came about because someone on AO3 dared me to do it, and you know, I can resist anything except temptation. Orodreth here is definitely of the published Silmarillion, second son of Finarfin, mostly because I thought writing Orodreth as someone who has always been in Finrod’s shadow rather than … I don’t know, his grandnephew, or something.

All right. )
musesfool: !!!! from Middleman (!!!!)
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So yesterday I got an email from Ticketmaster with the subject "See Psychedelic Furs Live in Concert!" and I was like, did this email come from 1986?

But then today, [personal profile] snacky linked to this: The Replacements Announce First Shows in 22 Years!

!!!!

I knew they'd put out new material as a charity project, but I... I did not expect this.

In other exciting news I never thought would actually happen, they started filming the Veronica Mars movie yesterday. I AM EXCITE! PLEASE DON'T SUCK. (Though honestly, I think the whole thing might be worth it just for Ryan Hansen's video. There are no words, people. No words. None.)

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Teen Wolf: Fireflies

spoilers )

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NSFW Jun. 17th, 2013 04:53 pm
musesfool: luke/lorelai (almost like being in love)
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So I reread Devil's Cub Friday during my train ride out to the island. It's my favorite Heyer - the first one I read, and the one I imprinted on at an impressionable age, and I think that shows because it has so many things in it that I've continued to love and look for in the stories I consume (and write):

  • competent ladies who take control of dangerous situations,
  • heroines who shoot (at) the heroes,
  • heroes who are cranky to everyone but (eventually) the heroine,
  • road trips/reluctant partnerships on road trips (see also It Happened One Night and The Sure Thing),
  • and a relationship that starts out completely unequal that equalizes over the course of the story (of course, there are still serious imbalances due to the society they live in, but for the story, set when it is and written when it was, the seeds of it are there - she's certainly equal to the task of dealing with him, anyway),
  • plus the madcap comedy of the supporting cast (e.g., Leonie and Rupert and the bottles of wine)


It's Heyer, so there are certainly issues (class issues up the wazoo in this one), but this one is so firmly ensconced in my heart that I continue to love it despite seeing the problems. (I didn't read These Old Shades until I was an adult, so it didn't have the same impact.)

I mean, I'm sure on some level I was aware of how many of my narrative bulletproof kinks are wrapped up in Devil's Cub, but it really popped out at me on this reread.

I think between this, Star Wars and The Thin Man, you can easily trace the beginnings of my penchant for bickering, bantering het couples.

My m/m BFF-turned-boyfriends thing comes from my early shipping of Legolas/Gimli and Alexander/Hephaistion, which were pretty formative between the ages of 9 and 12. (Well, I was mostly interested in Alexander + Bucephalus as a pre-teen, but Hephaistion was obviously there and his boyfriend in my mind. And it never occurred to me that Legolas and Gimli didn't get married until I was much, much older and discovered that there were people who didn't believe that. Imagine my shock and horror, because really now. They spent their lives together and then Legolas takes Gimli over the sea with him. I don't think it could be any plainer that they were married or whatever the elf/dwarf equivalent would have been. I am just saying.)

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musesfool: Kate Bishop aka Hawkeye of Young Avengers (the strings are incurably playing)
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I hope everyone who celebrates had a lovely Father's Day.

I have two links for you:

= [personal profile] 12_12_12 talks about season 1 of Orphan Black. (spoilers for the whole season)

= [personal profile] troublesteady is running the Marvel Femslash Prompt Fest. Go forth, prompt, and fill.

*yawns*

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Jun. 16th, 2013 04:52 pm
myaru: (Avatar - Lin Beifong)
[personal profile] myaru
I feel remiss if I don't say something here at least once a week. So, some things:


1. Contemplating a post on Maglor in the East, though I haven't worked out a lot of stuff yet. Talking about it might actually inspire me. That's how this stuff used to work, anyway.

2. On the same note, I was trying to write an AU for last month's [profile] lotr_community challenge and came up against a wall not because I had no ideas, but because the one I came up with was too big. Despite having spent a lot of time reading about Numenorian history I found it too difficult to settle on an alternate set of events in time. So maybe I'll talk about that too.

3. All the earlier angst was useless. I'll write fanfic if I want to, and screw everyone else. That's my decision. I'm still working on my own stuff, so whatever.

4. I finished another notebook, the first this year - which means these things take about four months altogether. I'm not going to change my goal, though. If I end up typing a lot again instead of writing by hand, that'll screw up any numbers I try to set.

5. Am wondering if I'll fail at the LOTR deadline again because the time allowed isn't enough for a noob like me to work everything out. If I do, oh well. I'll still finish it... eventually.


You have no idea how amazing I am in Neverwinter, no really! (Okay, not really, not at all. But I am max level.) Except for the part where I suck as a tank. Pity the shmucks who get stuck with my Guardian Fighter when I queue for a dungeon.
musesfool: jar of flower petals, spilling (but there is this)
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Have a poem:

You Can't Have It All

But you can have the fig tree and its fat leaves like clown hands
gloved with green. You can have the touch of a single eleven-year-old finger
on your cheek, waking you at one a.m. to say the hamster is back.
You can have the purr of the cat and the soulful look
of the black dog, the look that says, If I could I would bite
every sorrow until it fled, and when it is August,
you can have it August and abundantly so. You can have love,
though often it will be mysterious, like the white foam
that bubbles up at the top of the bean pot over the red kidneys
until you realize foam's twin is blood.
You can have the skin at the center between a man's legs,
so solid, so doll-like. You can have the life of the mind,
glowing occasionally in priestly vestments, never admitting pettiness,
never stooping to bribe the sullen guard who'll tell you
all roads narrow at the border.
You can speak a foreign language, sometimes,
and it can mean something. You can visit the marker on the grave
where your father wept openly. You can't bring back the dead,
but you can have the words forgive and forget hold hands
as if they meant to spend a lifetime together. And you can be grateful
for makeup, the way it kisses your face, half spice, half amnesia, grateful
for Mozart, his many notes racing one another towards joy, for towels
sucking up the drops on your clean skin, and for deeper thirsts,
for passion fruit, for saliva. You can have the dream,
the dream of Egypt, the horses of Egypt and you riding in the hot sand.
You can have your grandfather sitting on the side of your bed,
at least for a while, you can have clouds and letters, the leaping
of distances, and Indian food with yellow sauce like sunrise.
You can't count on grace to pick you out of a crowd
but here is your friend to teach you how to high jump,
how to throw yourself over the bar, backwards,
until you learn about love, about sweet surrender,
and here are periwinkles, buses that kneel, farms in the mind
as real as Africa. And when adulthood fails you,
you can still summon the memory of the black swan on the pond
of your childhood, the rye bread with peanut butter and bananas
your grandmother gave you while the rest of the family slept.
There is the voice you can still summon at will, like your mother's,
it will always whisper, you can't have it all,
but there is this.

~Barbara Ras

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