- recent reading
Michael A. Stackpole. Malicious Intent. Battletech tie-in novel, which I took a ridiculous amount of time to read because I have no attention span. I wasn't at first sure that all the strands would come together--Stackpole's BT novels tend to be aggressively multi-POV--but they did at the end, in a very satisfying manner. I really grew to like Doc a lot. And to my great surprise, I think I have become a Vlad Ward/Katrina Steiner-Davion shipper--they don't have a lot of time on-page together but the chemistry is astonishing.
Reginald Bretnor, ed. The Craft of Science Fiction, ©1976. A collection of essays. I have to confess I've never heard of Bretnor, or if I have encountered him before (possible), I have completely forgotten about him.
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daidoji_gisei, if you can find this through your library, or a used copy, I think you'd enjoy some of the essays. I recommend in particular: Clement, Spinrad, Williamson; but have a look for yourself. (I got this out of the library myself.) Alternately, if you just want a couple of essays, I can photocopy them for you.
Rung learns the best way to love yourself, it by loving yourself. Or at least, knowing yourself.
Words: 2314, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
2. Apparently we will get a break from the rain this weekend. I am looking forward to this, because the rain has just felt relentless lately. And living where I live, that's saying a lot.
3. Since I've been canning a lot this year, I have been fishing a lot of used up vanilla beans out of recipes. Except they aren't used up! I've cut them into slightly smaller pieces, and tucked them into my sugar jar. (Not the main supply, but the little one that stays out on the counter for tea and coffee.) I often drink my coffee black, but sometimes I make it light and sweet as a special treat.
4. After many years of not wearing watches, I have started wearing them again. I have two - one gold-colored and one silver-colored. The strap on the silver-colored one is very fussy and ends up flapping about, so I am considering getting a replacement at some point. I see there are now ones which are solar powered. Has anyone had luck with them? (Also a decision: replace just the silver-colored one, or get a two-tone one to replace both?)
Watch for more about Stan and Lawrence, as the next four poems will be going up over the next several days as I have time to post them.
I know that's not the point, and usually it's the person you least expect. This also isn't a post attempting to elicit a, "That's rough, buddy, didn't know you were a diehard fan" response because I'm not a diehard fan. But Jesus fucking Christ. What a goddamned asshole.
(I really loved Live Noise, which is the first and only album I ever bought by them. I hunted down concert bootlegs, weirdly, but never sought out their albums. I liked hearing stories about how caring and warm and fuzzy the fandom was. I thought Jian was cute. Ugh.)
Obviously, I feel terrible for the women and hope they get some kind of... something out of this. Closure, seeing him go down in flames, I don't know.
I also feel terrible for the women and survivors in that fandom, because I assume the wagons have begun to circle and that it's turning into a shit show. Although, if I'm wrong, that would give me some hope for humanity.
He was awkward, he was goofy, he bristled visibly when he was flustered, he could not speak clearly and didn't seem particularly to care. He was big in emotion, sometimes annoyingly, but often -- especially as he got older -- endearingly. I ran into him on the street once, almost a decade ago, just on my way to work and he was walking in the opposite direction with two aides at his flanks. I waved hello, because what else do you do? And he said Hello howaya and on we went in our opposite directions. When he became thin and frail in recent years, it was strange and foreign, as if that could never happen to a roly-poly, genial man.
Who among us will speak ill of him? (You don't succeed in Boston politics without shiving somebody along the way.) He was friendly and unpretentious and is reputed to have met more than 50% of the city's 600,000 residents. He even had a pleasantly boring personal life, unlike Ted Kennedy whom he outlived. Television is chockablock with ordinary people -- barbers, deli owners -- surprising themselves with tears. He just seemed permanent, which was totally illogical. We could see his body fail him slowly. Some high muckety-muck priest visited him in the hospital like two days ago, after he stopped treatment for cancer. It shouldn't have been a surprise.
His funeral mass is being held on Monday in the church where my uncle, Jawj Cahtah, was massified these many years ago. I expect the motorcycle cops to stop traffic for his funeral procession (to Forest Hills Cemetary?) with similar aplomb.
In looking up the statewide ballot questions (because commercials, also my union sent a voting guide that had Opinions about Questions 1 and 3, but not 2, and since when does a union not have an opinion??), I say, in looking up the statewide ballot questions, I discovered one more time that Bill Galvin is not just a gentle telephone pole of Massachusetts responsibility and clear explanation, he is in fact a politician who has to run for office now and then.
But who would run against him, I ask you! He is one of the stalwarts of the state. I don't think he's even had a challenger in ages, because your faves could never be that unobtrusive.
(Question 2, by the way, is about the $0.05 deposit on soda bottles. Which does not affect my union. you'd think they'd have something to say about Question 4, though, which is about requiring paid sick time. Everyone in my part of the union has it already, but surely it's something to agitate for beyond the membership!
(PS, vote no on Question 1 and keep the gas tax indexed. If you don't like it, go move to New Hampshire or something.)
serious koala business, by chiasmus and stlkrchck. (XMFC,Charles/Erik, G.) Erik has no particular fondness for animals, so he isn’t entirely sure what to think when Charles is turned into a stuffed bear.
I’m alive, not stuffed, Charles points out, and a koala, for your information, which isn’t technically a bear.
Sleepy hungry turned-into-a-koala!Charles is too adorable for words, and Erik is so perfectly Erik as he looks after him. The mental image of koala!Charles being carried in Erik's arms is one of my happy places :-)
The Hug-a-Drop-Bear Program, by kageillusionz and our-girl-friday. (XMFC, Charles/Erik, G. Zookeeper Raven at Taronga Zoo keeps having ideas on how to capitalize on interest in the zoo mascots, Koala Charles and Drop Bear Erik (the only drop bear in captivity!), who have captured the hearts and minds of the public. First it was to introduce prospective mates (It’ll generate attention, Hank. People are perverts. They’d love to see koala porn.). This idea was not effective the first through fifth attempts, as Erik and Charles seemed to show at best polite interest in the newcomer before resuming whatever marsupial debate they had going. However, the resulting lesbian koala orgies did indeed generate interest. Then Raven unveiled the Hug-A-Koala program, which was successful, as the public showed great interest in hugging Charles, and Charles seemed to enjoy being hugged.
Then Raven unveiled the Hug-A-Drop Bear program, and Hank, not for the first time, wished he had a flask handy.
[Koala!Charles, Drop Bear!Erik AU]
More koala!Charles adorableness! (You might be thinking I have a thing for koalas. You would not be wrong :D) Erik's angry, besotted, soulful, poetic drop bear!pov is a DELIGHT. And there's a prequel!
One Sheet to the Wind, by capricciopia. (Merlin, Arthur/Merlin, M.) Merlin is just a plain white sheet, happily drying on the clothesline, until a gust of wind tangles him with the arrogant blanket next door.
Merlin and Arthur are meant to be, in any universe, in any form! I love the sensory detail here; every line is warm, cozy, perfect. And blanket!Arthur could not be more Arthurish if he tried ❤ ❤
On the Banks of the Sararahelkos, by nonelvis. (Doctor Who, Eleven/River, G. “I lived among otters once for a month. Well, I sulked. River and I, we had this big fight ...”
Giant otters curled around the TARDIS. ❤ Giant otters' pov on Eleven and River. ❤ A perfect reason behind the month-long argument. This fic has it all!
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Therefore, to the internet and used book market sites! *rubs hands, cackles evilly*
I definitely need to acquire the book, because I haven't read it in going on fifteen years and you could drive a whole convoy of trucks through the holes in my memory of the plot and characters. (Though I do remember one particular passage word-perfect, which I know because I recited it to my mom over the telephone this evening, just to prove I could. It's funny the things that stick with you.) But my giftee's request is totally up my alley both in general terms and with respect to what I remember liking about the book, so hey. Yuletide here we come!
In completely unrelated news, I gave blood yesterday, I am filling in as a substitute teacher at church this Sunday, and I am totally going to vote in the midterm elections on Tuesday. I feel all socially productive and stuff. :-)
And now back to my final mini-ficlet request. (Which, hey, I'm willing to keep playing if anyone else wants to give me a prompt!)
Claims open on SUNDAY Nov 2 at 4PM EST. We'll update the information heras to exactly how claims will work soon. Due to some small issues, there may be some more stories added, so keep an eye out for a few additions later this weekend. For now, here are the stories we do have. Stark thinking about your top three choices.
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They had expected that Starscream's defection wouldn't go over without a hitch, but the extend was certainly a surprise.
Words: 5460, Chapters: 3/3, Language: English
Series: Part 5 of G1 Spin Off
- Fandoms: Transformers - All Media Types, Transformers Generation One
- Rating: Mature
- Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
- Categories: M/M
- Characters: Jazz, Starscream, Prowl, Thundercracker, Skywarp, Optimus Prime, Ratchet
- Relationships: Jazz/Starscream
- Additional Tags: bit of smut, Crack, Misunderstandings, settling in, Family Feels, Abandonment Issues
I mean seriously. I went to Hawaii since I last posted. I swam with wild dolphins. Wild Dolphins. With babies. Baby dolphins swam adjacent to me. There were beaches. Sand. Some of it various colors. I actually read three books. Not fanfic, but you know, books. Sat on a beach and read.
Crazy talk I know.
( cut for medical stuff )
Other than that, I have been writing like a madwoman. Mad Woman.
( Not stopping the madness )
Ah, and I got my yuletide assignment. How odd that on first glance the thing I signed up for is, okay, sure, yeah, I could write something and it's the other stuff I'm going, "hmm... you intrigue me."
Shrugs. Tis the busy season of writing for me. No wonder I'm all wrote out come January.
But I'd never do that, right?
Technically it was treachery, but that was kind of Starscream's second name anyway and Jazz ... well, what Optimus didn't know wouldn't crash Prowl's processors.
Words: 1585, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 4 of G1 Spin Off
- Fandoms: Transformers - All Media Types, Transformers Generation One
- Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
- Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
- Categories: Gen
- Characters: Jazz, Starscream
- Additional Tags: Pre-Relationship, i have no idea how to tag this, Crack?, a bit philosophy, Jazz got a wing-kink, and is hitting on Starscream, who doesn't mind
I'm sort of panicking over the fact that I have a much better idea of who my antagonist is than my protagonist.
Meanwhile, I have my Yuletide assignment and am mostly through source review. Am going to attempt to start writing tomorrow despite PANICKING. Wish me luck! And good luck to fellow Yuletiders.