( Recipe! )
( Recipe! )
In fact, now that I'm nearing the last third of the story, I'm going to have to start fleshing out all the vaguer outlined sections. I have a few very strong scenes tightly planned, some of them even in first draft form, but there's a bunch of stuff that needs to be properly approached. It will depend on how 9 goes.
Given the sheer amount of stuff that still needs to happen, I can already tell my length estimate is off. I'm averaging around 14pp / 6k per chapter, and if I keep to around that length, there's probably enough story for another, uh, 6 chapters at minimum, maybe 8? I don't have the whole battle stuff in detailed enough form to be sure. So yeah, probably 100k, not 80k. There's enough plot in this thing for three fics, but it just needs to be all in one.
2. I wasn't thrilled about working tonight on my day off, but I got to take home a ton of free meat, so that was a nice bonus. (I posted a picture on Twitter of my haul.)
I have also watched a lot more SnK OP parodies since the last time I posted some. SO I DECIDED TO POST ALL THE ONES I'VE ENJOYED SO FAR! so some are reposts and some are new. mostly from youtube b/c I can embed from there (the youtube ones are often reposts from niconico), but a few I couldn't find on yt so they are niconico links. you need an account to watch videos there but they're free/etc. so IF YOU ENJOY THESE YOU SHOULD MAKE ONE, THERE ARE LOTS ON THERE!
( ones I had already watched on/before may 2nd, most of which I already linked here )
( ones I watched since then and haven't linked here yet )
It really is quite ingenious, and it's all contained in this one little clause
"By using the platform, authors give all rights to the work to Amazon, who can then license your elements to other authors with no compensation to the original poster."
They're not trying to sugar-coat it at all. It's a straight-up, bare-bones IP theft type dealie, the kind of thing Big Media has been doing to comic book illustrators, musicians, and other artists since copyright first was invented, but even worser. Pennies, pennies will they offer to pay fanfiction writers for their brilliant plots and 'verses and OCs, because Hollywood has been out of ideas since 1965 and has been rehashing the same ol' since then.
If I have to see another remake of the A-Team or Tron, I'll eat my left sock.
So here it is: we are a gold mine, and they want to cash in by putting some pasty interns on the job of hashing through the heaps of fanfiction that impoverished writers will publish on the new service because they, you know, what to eat and stuff. One of these writers will make maybe $54 all-told on their fabulous 150K wd AU where, I dunno, some glittery vampire has a meet-cute with a barista at the magical coffee shop on the corner when he has an allergic reaction to her Chai latte. Which turns into the next mega hit for MGM starring Jennifer Lawrence and Ryan Gosling.
Writer goes to the movie, pays for the ticket out of her meager budget and gets to see her characters on the screen. But doesn't see her name on the ending scroll, or get paid a single penny.
Repeat ad infinitum.
( a whooooole lotta Tony Stark Meta. Cut for mild IM3 spoilers )
Re the prescription: I called both my neurologist and my PCP today and left messages with them--with the neuro I just asked if he wanted to see me because this headache thing isn't really getting better, or if he wanted to prescribe something I could take until it breaks or TO break it. However, I forgot to call until about a little before 4pm, so odds on him getting back to me before Tuesday are pretty much nil, given that I haven't gotten a call back yet. I also left a message with my PCP saying that one medication he gave me was discontinued and the other (keterolac, maybe?) just wasn't working at all, so what should I do. I did not get a call back from the doctor's office. I did, however, get an email notification from Walgreens letting me know I had a prescription ready for Fioricet. I've taken that before; it works pretty well, so I have that and hopefully it'll get me through until hopefully the doxycyline kills the sphenoid sinus infection I have going, if I even still have it; I can't tell anymore, all I know is that my head still hurts. If I have to see my doctor again I'm going to ask for a CT scan or MRI to show if I still have sphenoid sinusitis or not. That way at least I know what I have to deal with.
sigh. But I bought a really pretty colorful elephant mobile today at Folklife so that was something. And my dad was able to get me a free ticket to go home in July so yay on that.
Tonight Rachel explained that the reason the I-5 bridge over the Skagit River collapsed was because its design consists of "fracture critical" members that share the burden of the bridge's load such that if one piece fails, the whole structure falls apart. As strong as all those beams and girders look, ultimately
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After snorkeling with my family in the breathtaking coral reefs of Roatan, Honduras, I sat outside the balcony of the cruise ship we were traveling on to admire the life and beauty of the ocean. I took the photo with a Nikon D3100 with an 18-55mm lens while the boat was lifting the anchors of the cruise ship just before we sailed away. —Jessica Karcz
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It needs just over $50k, which seems like a stretch but not a horribly unreasonable one. $15 is the basic "digital copy of game" level, which won't have DRM, and has both a solo option and the shared server options. They're planning on having several servers with different options, including some no-PVP ones. (Maybe someday someone will convince me there's a value in PVP, but that day is not likely to happen this year.) I'm at the $45 beta-access level; $65 is where alpha access kicks in.
The computer requirements are fairly troublesome: Windows 7 or 8 only; 4GB RAM; Quad-core Intel® or AMD processor; DirectX® 11 compatible card with 1 GB of memory, nVidia® 4XX+/AMD 5XXX+. I don't have one of those but I need to upgrade my home system in the next few months anyway.
The K'start daily updates are worth reading; the official site has active forums (badly arranged so you can't see them or switch between them easily) that are worth looking at. I've become convinced the dev team is dedicated to diversity and creativity, and they've been very gracious in the face of suspicion and cynicism. I'm hoping they get funded because I love the artwork and what little bits I've seen of the world; I'd love to play this game. (If they don't get funded, I believe they'll still produce it; it'll just take much longer, and they might need a corporate sponsor.)
Fandom: The Avengers
Characters: Phil Coulson, Clint Barton, Natasha Romanova, Tony Stark, Bruce Banner, Hulk, Steve Rogers, Betty Ross, JARVIS, Bucky Barnes, Nick Fury.
Warnings: Mind control. Inferences of past child abuse and other torture. Current environment is supportive.
Summary: A mission in Russia introduces the Avengers to the Winter Soldier. Steve wants Bucky back and will stop at nothing to make that happen. Everyone else helps however they can.
Notes: Asexual character (Clint). Aromantic character (Natasha). Asexual relationship. Sibling relationships. Fix-it. Teamwork. Canon-typical violence. BAMF!Avengers. Vulgar language. Drama. Rescue. Hurt/Comfort. Emotional whump. Survivor guilt. Friendship. Confusion. Mind control. Memory loss. Slow recovery. Nick Fury makes stupid-ass decisions. Fear of loss. Arc reactor. Fluff. Nonsexual ageplay. Making up for lost time. Tony Stark has a heart. Games. Trust issues. Safety and security. Howard Stark's A+ parenting. Obadiah Stane's A+ parenting. Food issues. Multiplicity/Plurality. Sleep issues. Non-sexual touching and intimacy. Yoga. Personal growth. Family of choice. ALL THE FEELS. #coulsonlives.
Begin with Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14.
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So I missed a few days of you because I ran out and my doctor was out of town, and I figured I could last a few days without you. Which I did.
But it seems you took that opportunity to whack me with side effects again. The exhaustion is okay since caffeine helps, but I'm trying to lower my caffeine intake since, you know, withdrawal headaches.
That's not my real problem though. My REAL problem is the string of OMGWTFBBQ dreams. I've always had them since I was in sixth grade. But they usually don't involve me eating T-shirts. Or reporting car accidents. Or whatever the hell else has happened this week in my sleep.
Brain and Zoloft? Stop this "Let's make her sleeping useless by making her dream about being served a T-shirt with her meal but deciding she was full and would wear it instead!" nonsense. Or at least limit it to only a few days a week like was semi-normal in HS and college. I want to get a bit of rest.
Passing out at 10PM,
Where have you BEEN all of my life? And I seriously mean all of it, since I was a colicky baby of epic proportions.
Tonight for whatever stupid reason my intestines began their "cramp, cause nasty pain, and bloat like I'm pregnant" charade yet again, and though disappointed I had to take you the same day you were prescribed, I did. And holy shit.
The pain went away. The bloating went away. I didn't clutch at my stomach and want to double over standing up. Why the fuck wasn't I given this at my old clinic when I complained of IBS? Why do I keep getting MORE evidence of how terrible they were?
The weird vision I had when driving home may have been you though. It wasn't anything dangerous but you know, I have bad enough vision. Don't make it worse. And DEFINITELY don't make me hallucinate.
Otherwise though, I already love you. Let's continue this relationship.
Will and Hannibal may be my favorite fucked up relationship on TV, and that's saying something.
( spoilers! )
I think it's officially time for bed.
The many citations for Friday's show are listed after the jump.
Amazon agrees to compensate fanfic writers. Not Fanlib's vague "hey, we're connected to publishing companies that might, somehow, benefit you as a writer. We think. Use your imagination how!"
With Kindle Worlds there's actual cash money going to the fic writers.
Problems with it? Oh, heck yeah, I'm sure. I haven't researched it much yet (read: at all). But I'm willing to bet plenty of broke fic writers will be sniffing around this offer.
I'm tempted. Four years of working part time with no benefits? A temple where we're going to be doing practice outside with the cicadas? Yeah. Cautious. But interested. And I don't even write those fandoms.
I never expected anything like this, not in my wildest "the truth is we're out here" posts.
Personally, I credit The Organization of Transformative Works for the fast and recent shift in attitudes about fan writers, treating us as writers, wow.
Remember, it was only 2003 when Raincoast Books sent Cease & Desist orders to The Restricted Section for its NC-17 Harry Potter fic. In 2004, Yahoo Groups TOS'd one fanfic Yahoo Group after another, driving fans to Livejournal. In 2007 came Fanlib, which hoped to profit (from ads? it was never clear how) and exploit fanfic writers but viewed them as teenyboppers complete with their "Hey, Kids!" Disney layout. OTW got off the ground almost immediately afterward, and the archive went into beta testing in 2008.
By 2011, 50 Shades Of Gray was able to openly acknowledge its fanfic roots. That's a big change, very, very quickly. It's not all OTW. We have the aca-fen and new generation that's grown up on the internet coming of age. But I believe that the newly positive attitudes toward fanfic have a lot to do with the OTW.
I need to renew my membership.
ETA: Scalzi weighs in on the downsides for writers. His perspective is not the fanwriters, but the lowering of standards for prowriters. Right off the bat (I may change my mind), it seems to me that the prowriters need to stop sneering at the fanfic writers and include them in their union (how? I don't know how...) or risk watering down the protections that writers get in general. I'm pro-union and these are hard-won protections. We need to not have a lower class of writer called "fanfic writer" ripe for exploitation.
Here the work-for-hire authors who were contracted to participate ahead of the release weigh in. They consider it standard ghost writing and are pretty positive about their experience.
This story is definitely in line with the dark!fic theme of this Ladystuck iteration, but I can't help finding it utterly ridiculous as well, if only because it is stolen lock, stock, and barrel from a hodge-podge of things I've previously written -- and which I will gleefully link to once authors are revealed.
Ah well, back to the salt mines!
ETA, 1:15am - Success! Okay, so I missed the deadline by ten minutes -- I threw up an almost finished version ten minutes to 1 o'clock and then wrote the last 250 words or so in a frantic rush (and fixed some of the previous ones while I was at it), but hopefully that is close enough.
I think I may have ended up with more "creepy" than "dark," but again, that should be close enough.
Now I shall reward myself with milk and cookies, since I've already had quite enough alcohol for the night, whoops.
-( Body TMI )
- There is a gang of feral cats that live in the woods behind my house, and I think they're trying to intimidate me. They lounge about in the yard, looking louche. And staring at me when I go to the balcony. But among them is a chocolate brown kitten, a beautiful creature, I think we really have a ~connection, but yeah, I'm not getting involved with a feral cat yo.
- Also a thing about the new house. It's on a dead end street. At the beginning of the street, there is a sign, noting this. So how come there are at twenty-plus cats coming down this street and then seeing, oh no lie, this is a dead end street, and then turning around and going back? (And the streets here have no shoulders, surprising, really) so they have a difficult time of it. PEOPLE. Read road signs! Or listen to your GPS. Yes, this street is very close to the main road, but no cigar.
- This photoessay about grandmothers, love, and food, is, not surprisingly, making me miss my own Nani really, really badly. Of course, Nani (that is to say, my maternal grandmother) was a great cook, all of her dishes were delicately flavored and wonderfully prepared. I learned cooking from her, and my parents were really surprised when I told them that because I was really young at the time? But I was there, and I remember. No one could make dal like my Nani could.
So, flist, what was your grandma's specialty?