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Apparently, flist, I am to become a Nielson Family. Even ignoring any Stargate AUs with characters named Nielson that might come to mind, this development is fairly hilarious. Presently, I don't own a television (although there is one upstairs), nor do I get cable.
So, I have two questions for you, oh flist:
Question 1: can I be a Nielson Family (TM) if I only watch T.V. over the internets? Will they insist on setting up a box on my physical (not plugged in) T.V. or can I just report that Sanctuary was awesome this week or whatever?
Question 2: if I become a Nielson Family, flist, what should I boost? What shows are awesome that I would wish to support, if I watched T.V. like a normal person? What awesome shows are on in the US and NEED MY SUPPORT??? Is Merlin showing on US channels? Is Being Human? Hell, is Sanctuary? I don't even know these things! I DIDN'T KNOW THERE WAS A TEST TODAY AHHHHHHHHH.
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Dec. 8th, 2009 @ 07:26 pm
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Things wot I am thankful for (written edition):
1. That thing that went through LJ last week in which people sent virtual cookies and snowflakes and things. Thanks, Lunie, and actually everyone who made my flist explode with random kindness too.
2. My happy life. I'm supposed to be endlessly awaiting the end of the semester and I'm not. I mean, sure, Christmas and family tiems and omg boyfriend (yay!) and great food everywhere will be fun, but not because teaching isn't also fun. I even have kids with self-inflicted time management woes beating down my door because they're so *worried* about their grades (not enough to study more, though) and sad kids occasionally dropping stories of genuine woe on me, and then disappearing, never to update to check in or anything. I also have, though, my two hockey player girls who have figured out how much more they'll learn if they do the homework, and they get these 'A-HA!' moments that I swear must be why I wanted to do this.
3. My town, which has gone ridiculous small-town, Americana, Christmas. There are lights all over the main square, and a colorful town tree heralded with carolers and a horse-drawn cart of some sort one night last week. It's not PC, but it brightened up the dark nights something beautiful.
4. My friends and family on this coast, who took me in for Thanksgiving/Eid and turned out one of the most wonderful, memorable weekends in recent memory. And for the sheer number of invitations I had. I do not feel lonely here.
5. ![[community profile]](http://s.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png) library_of_chulak, which is what happens when we perceive that one of our own needs cheering, and ![[personal profile]](http://s.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png) rydra_wong, who seems to be doing better. Anyone can post ficlets and stories and whatnot for RW over at her library comm; it's open to all. Let me know if you have something to post and are confused about doing it on Dreamwidth (I'm happy to post a header for you and link back to your LJ if you like.)
6. I am deeply grateful for my current advisor, the best mentor I've had, who is helping me put together multiple manuscripts already. I'm girding up my nerve to deal with my post-doc advisor previous, who edited my last manuscript into rejection. I've some ideas on that, but I'll have to deal with him to implement them. Ah, well. At least I've got my confidence back as a human.
7. Knitting. And for the project that will cathartically (is that a word? Have I just spelled it wrong?) let me use my grandmother's yarn to good purpose. And for my brother and boyfriend, who get so bloomin' excited about hand-knit stuff.
8. Snow and tea. Snow because we got our first snowfall this weekend to speak of, and tea because it helps my hands stay warm.
9. The fun lights I've put up between my lofts in my house. This represents the most Christmas decorating I've ever done in my own place, but I really love the light now that it's so dark at night, and the little twinkle makes me grin. Turns out, I love my house in the winter too!
10. The state of things being such that I just cannot take myself to a dark enough place to write Teal'c's apocastory. I mean, I'd love to write that story, but you cannot do it while grinning at the computer screen, you know? What a problem.
I haven't been posting, but I do visit often and comment when I can. Hope your holidays are shaping up to be bright ones. |
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Being Human fic? I know Sal wrote some at one point (I think I read it before I knew anything of the source) and I know many of you have seen the eps, so, have you seen any fic?
I'll trawl my own sources, such as they are, but I thought I'd put together a list for a friend as a gift. I'm pretty sure I can't gift the story that's turning amazingly depressing to someone fighting depression, so.
Being Human it is! Links deeply appreciated. |
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Except for this one thing that happened today.
So apparently we're in a recession, right? And the dollar is worth pants as far as the rest of the world is concerned, and for some reason this means the price of gold is through the roof.
My Mom called to tell me this (she's an economist, bless her.) My Mom is wretched with money, but she loves to advise me to sell everything my grandmother left me so I can stop worrying about money; sometimes I resent this. Today I tried very hard not to resent this because a) Nana's gold charm bracelet is not something I ever remember admiring (but she apparently wanted me to have it) and b) I really couldn't care less about jewelry and also c) I would love to not have credit card debt any more.
So I let her talk me into saving a few things of greater symbolic value than their monetary price, and selling the rest (or at least having it appraised, which my Mom was absolutely sure would finance the purchase of a small mansion. But she's reaaaaaaaally bad with money for an economist.) The nearest jewelry store is four towns over (I am not joking) and the woman I spoke to there was incompetent. Beyond the fact, though, that she was measuring in penny weight and quoting in ounces (WHY AREN'T WE STANDARDIZED TO FUCKING METRIC ALREADY???) and quoting wildly wrong AND worse than my students about math errors (the computer does it. I don't know the computer does it. IdontknowthecomputerdoesitItakenoresponsibiltystopaskingmequestions.)
What really drove me and my grandmother's lifetime collection out of the store was her completely negative attitude and inability to honor (even a little) the metal she was looking at.
Kind of tanked my day, on account of I'm still missing my grandmother, and I'm not entirely rational about things associated with her.
So I'll have to go all the way into the city sometime next week, because that's the first free time I have, but it did give me a little more time to make peace with selling the unimportant bits of the bracelet.
I'm keeping: my great, great, great, great grandmothers thimble and my great, great grandmother's simple (heavy) wedding band (it fits my hand too.)
So there's that. Next week I might have a little less credit card debt. Not a lot, but a little.
On the other hand, and completely irreverently, I think someone should make me a t-shirt that says "and brains too" right across the tits. Because, mijas, I could have done that math in my sleep and the stupid woman in the jewelry store couldn't even think about how to begin to do the math herself. |
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Nov. 8th, 2009 @ 01:13 pm
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PSA: holy crap I've written something fannish. Just, *bam*, like that, out of nowhere when I've written nothing in many, many moons.
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Well, hell. It's been over a month since we've spoken, eh? I never write, I never... write.
Sorry. It's not that I don't love you.
It's that I was wrapped up in my visiting sweetheart when I wasn't wrapped up in my job. Both continue to be wonderful. Occasionally I would check in with the Livejournal/Dreamwidth type peeps and wonder if I wasn't using up more than my share of happy in the world right now, but I think you all know I would give you my left breast if it would help you over some rough patch in your lives, so I go on.
Things I have learned since last we spoke:
Being Human is Kind Of Awesome. And by "kind of" I mean "REALLY REALLY". It would be most excellent if more people would watch this (six episodes! It's nothing! SG-1 was ten years of our lives! Give it a whirl!) but since I haven't been around to know whether you've been watching it, I'm not really going to get on your case about it. I shall say this: George = love. Nina and Annie really grew on me, from different directions. I remain mildly indifferent about the other one, but I'm invested because George and Annie are.
It's really fabulous when your sweetheart also enjoys scifi, isn't it? He's been to more conventions than I have (virtually every sci fi fan has, I should say. I've been to one panel! But it was awesome. It was about writing sex, naturally. And I kind of crashed it, so,) is just as excited about Being Human, and borrowed my Colson Whitehead for the plane home (he left Somnambulist by Jonathan Barnes as a hostage). I didn't know this about him really, before. But then, when you're in each other's company non-stop for three weeks, you stop worrying about whether you can fart in front of one another, or avoid occasional zits on your back where you can't see anyway or whether your sweetie knows you have a fannish journal or whatever.
Actually, while we're on things that I've learned: I didn't realize you could *have* that much sex, in that many ways, in just three weeks. I tell you. The things you learn when you find someone highly compatible. I mean, the things you learn about yourself in the throes too, but that's another story. Also: copious great sex is a fantastic way to prevent migraines. I haven't had such a complete absence of head pain in... wow, a long time.
My students have found new and inventive ways to describe the natural world. Sometimes it makes me sad that I can't give them partial credit for alternate realities.
I was promised snow by November, and it's been a balmy 70 degrees here today. There's no predicting the weather. Also they turned on the heater at work, which means I'm wearing the most summery clothes I have since arriving at this job (the AC was a little enthusiastic in the summer.)
I'm so behind on my Christmas knitting. On needles: blazing orange scarf (Nana's yarn) with pockets for Amina, fair isle Argyle socks for Dad (first knitting for Dad! I'm worried that there's little stretch), Baltimore yarn sweater for me. At some point: fingerless gloves and socks for me. Probably after the holidays.
Hope everyone is well. Holla if I should know about something. I love you. See how good I am about saying that? I'm getting really good.
Nov. 3rd, 2009 @ 06:40 pm
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Yes, hi. So.
Fuck, I'm tired. That was a helluva week. And I, apparently, don't even have the energy to process a lot of what happened in my first week of teaching ever, let alone post something meaningful about it.
So I'll just say this: I had a great time in my classroom. For all the ridiculous prep work and everything else that went on, it ended up feeling like improvisation as much as anything. Sometimes maybe adaptability in the 48 hours between lectures. But change change change every day.
Wow.
Yeah, I slept nearly 12 hours last night. It's a beautiful day and I should really, really walk my kayak the twenty yards to the water and float a couple of laps around the lake. But I'm also enjoying this luscious cup of water in my comfy adirondack chair so it's really a toss-up as to how I'll proceed, flist. That's all I can tell you.
Sep. 5th, 2009 @ 04:04 pm
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Your results:
You are Obi-Wan Kenobi
| Obi-Wan Kenobi |
| 75% |
| Chewbacca |
| 70% |
| Qui-Gon Jinn |
| 69% |
| R2-D2 |
| 68% |
| Princess Leia |
| 63% |
| Lando Calrissian |
| 63% |
| Yoda |
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| Padme |
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| Mace Windu |
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| Han Solo |
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You are civilized, calm, and
have a good sense of humor,
even when those around you don't.
You can hold your own in a fight,
but prefer it when things
don't get too exciting.
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(This list displays the top 10 results out of a possible 21 characters)
Click here to take the "Which Star Wars character am I?" quiz...
Jun. 29th, 2009 @ 08:34 am
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So I discovered the bones of a story, written long hand, that I actually found really interesting. I'll probably have to clean that up and post it fairly quickly here. It has Sam in it! I like Sam. I suspect that I originally wrote the story when Rydra was talking about Walked Right Out of the Machinery, though. It has a lot of the same tone and theme.
I can't figure out where I put my phone. Also, what possessed me to pack up my travel coffee mug, for God's sake?
Although, y'all convinced me to unpack my vibrator. Heh. You do realize that I've been posting about *moving*, right? Nothing garnered more comments than mentioning I'd be without battery-run love. <3
I'm turning 32 next week! Quite chuffed about that.
Um. Couch surfing is fine, but couch surfing when you're allergic to your friend's cat? Slightly more troublesome. And yet I slept really well.
For being a relatively new knitter, I sent quite a few boxes completely full of yarn with the movers yesterday. They were really careful with my heirloom furniture, too, bless them.
I am excited for all the parties and seeing everyone, but there are good people here, and I'm going to miss them, so I'm getting sad about all the good-byes. In another day or two, I'll hit the point where I start yearning for the depressing part to be over. It's the drive to finish part of my personality. (Why yes, I am an INTJ, why do you ask?)
I've worried my cuticles this last week until they bled; haven't done that in years, my goodness.
Off to San Diego to race 12 miles tomorrow. Last race.
Jun. 26th, 2009 @ 10:44 am
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1. Slightly wide-eyed.
2. Out a substantial amount of money
3. Not entirely packed yet, and forced to stay at work late today for a stupid-ass meeting that begins at 4:30. BEGINS AT 4:30. Fuckers. I have shit to doooooooo and I no longer care about work at ALL.
4. Slightly topsy-turvy in the belly region. Ow, I hate nerves in my stomach.
5. OMGWHATAMIFORGETTING? WHERE DID ALL THIS SHIT COME FROM? WHY DO I STILL HAVE THIS BLAZER FROM HIGH SCHOOL? HOW CAN I TRICK MY FRIEND INTO CLIMBING INTO A BOX SO I CAN TAKE HIM WITH ME?
6. Where the fuck did all my money go, man?
7. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhh*hic*
side note and request to fandom: I have now officially packed up my vibrator. I would appreciate it if no one wrote any sexy p0rn for the next month, as I will not be able to resist reading it, or do anything about it after the end credits. Thank you for your support. Pass the wine.
Jun. 24th, 2009 @ 10:03 am
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I have been thinking, as I get ready to move (again) about the kinds of things I’m leaving behind and the kinds of things I will find in my new place. My Mom, at one point, wondered what kind of sport I’d find myself practicing back East. I said, somewhat tongue-in-cheekily, that it would probably involved the reservoir lake twenty yards past the front door of my house.
Today is the 37th anniversary of Title IX. I am going to turn 32 a week from tomorrow. I have always been an athlete, since my Dad taught me to throw a football (I grew up in the Midwest.) While I have adjusted to my brain occasionally having fits and starts and migraines and shutting down, which took a little bit of readjustment of my sense of self, I am deeply, deeply grateful that my body has remained uninjured, unbroken, and strong enough to allow me to remain an athlete into my fourth decade.
Today I am reminded that I should also be grateful for the laws that have insisted that I have a right to play this hard.
( My brother has called me hard-core about sports; it’s possible that he’s right about it, but I’ve never run a marathon, or anything. I go that distance in a boat. )
Cofax's post on Title IX
Jun. 23rd, 2009 @ 09:48 am
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!
*is drowning in boxes and suddenly DOES NOT WANT TO LEAVE*
author's note: this not wanting to leave thing will pass, I'm sure.
Jun. 22nd, 2009 @ 09:36 am
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Hi guys,
I have begun the task of archiving the masterlists of recs over on Dreamwidth. You can find the first updated, tidy (hopefully no repeats!) list here:
Teal'c Fanfic Recommendations: Masterlist featuring meta, self-reccing, boosting of other people's work, het, slash, gen, backstory, and teamy goodness. It's such a pretty list anymore. I remember when you really couldn't find stories with Teal'c in a central role, but those days are no more.
I'm thinking of working the Janet recs next, or maybe Sam/Daniel, but since we started with Teal'c, it seems a good time to make the following PSA:
Public Service Announcement:
This year's IBARW will take place between July 27 through August 2.
The completely optional theme is global. Entries on race and racism from a global perspective, on post-colonialism, on the aftereffects of imperialism, on grassroots movements coming out of the Global South, and etc, are particularly welcome.
Entries in non-English languages are especially appreciated!
Get your PSA's straight from the source(s) at ibarw!
ETA: Janet, Season 1 and (only partially updated) Seasons 2-4 and 5 have joined Teal'c over at Dreamwidth. Livejournal users are already able to comment there under OpenID if you see something I missed or would like to self pimp! Also, anyone who wants an invitation into Open Beta at DWJ need only ask, I have many invitations!
Jun. 16th, 2009 @ 12:44 pm
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Today I fixed the cooling system for our x-ray generator. It was a basic reboot, after the building decided to shut down the cold water supply for some reason. The panels on the side of the cube were a bitch to remove, though.
User friendly my *ass*. I broke four fingernails! Above the quick and painless, but it's the principle of the thing! Why would you design a machine without taking into account whether it will mess up a girl's manicure?
Guess I should've clipped my nails this morning after all.
*sulks*
Jun. 1st, 2009 @ 04:41 pm
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So you guys are always welcome to friend and defriend. I've never had notifications turned on, so honestly, I won't even *know*, let alone get offended.
With people beginning to crosspost to DWJ and LJ, though, I'm getting double vision. In the attempt to read each of you just the once, there may be some access/subscription/friending shenanigans. Please to not take offense! No hurt is intended! It's just the shuffle and chaos of moving to DWJ (where everyone knows your name has no underscores! \o/) and sorting out how best to keep in touch.
As you were.
May. 1st, 2009 @ 04:15 pm
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Hello Dreamwidth open beta! Welcome to your third trimester.
I sincerely hope ![[info]](http://s.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user_staff.png) denise, mark and janinedog have had a chance to get some sleep, but the glitch with the payment system looks nicely handled (this has been my experience with dreamwidth so far: not the problems per se, because yes, we're still in beta, but that they're handled quickly, efficiently, and with transparency.)
I'm beginning to panic about getting everything done in California and moving gracefully to New York without a hitch. I've decided I have to sell my car, so that's fun and extra work. I'm still involved in massive planning for a canoe race in three weeks, and I have two more months of work here to come through on. Then I have to choose a reputable and affordable moving company, organize packing and pick-up, find a new apartment, say good-bye here, visit with my family and get my arse (and my stuff) successfully installed in New York.
Which is probably why I'm dreaming of major illness in my family (my Mom has a history of cancer) but I seriously wish my subconscious would fuck off, because no amount of time can pass before even the dream of a relapse doesn't sent you into a tail-spin. Not a good way to start the day, srsly.
So, true to my own particular idiom, I offer gifts: Dreamwidth invites, as many as I have, first come first served (the first who came were those who responded a month ago to an LJ post, but I believe most of them found other sources of invites in the meantime.) Holla.
And, since the ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) tealc_ficathon went live today (I'm going to be late, but I'll make it) I'd love to be the first to recommend ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) janedavitt's haunting Teal'c/Cameron stranded story. She wrote it to my prompts, but so transcended them it's just amazing. Jane does a gorgeous job of having them get caught up in their own minds and dreams and then eventually connect to each other as something real, if just as characteristically frustrated. She does a particularly fine job of Teal'c's familiarity with the Tau'ri that still maintains a greater perspective of them in general and particular.
May. 1st, 2009 @ 09:44 am
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Writing update:
Teal'c Ficathon
Requirements: write to prompt, deadline May 1 (Friday), 500 word minimum.
Should be: drafted, edited and posted this week.
Is: 1,400 words drafted, requiring *significant* editing to not be incredibly annoying.
My love for this story: lukewarm, but at least I'm not going to default. My low expectations, let me show you them.
Short term: rewrite the thing in present, tight third person POV. Enough with the lovely cryptic structure, is not working.
Stargate Summer
Requirements: novel length, any story
Should be: drafted by mid-May. (OMG OMG OMG, no, I won't make that.)
Is: chapter one is drafted at about 4,000 words, which is under the 10,000 word estimate for a novel length with 5 or so chapters. It'll probably gain a lot in editing, but maybe the story's a novellA? Chapter two has some good bits. The rest are in short outline.
My love for this story: strong, with a side of dread. My high expectations, let me show you how they are frelling with my ability to get this done on time (and yet, it wouldn't progress at all if I hadn't signed up for stargate_summer)
Short term: type up the hand written bits for chapter one, tighten up a bit and post to draft filter for encouragement and hand holding.
Apr. 27th, 2009 @ 03:27 pm
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Hi guys.
You may have noticed something, or it may be completely invisible to you at this time, but here it is: I'm posting from Dreamwidth, and the underscores are gone. It's been a transition (not really), let me tell you (short story), deciding to lose the underscores (never wanted 'em, but this Russian woman already snagged minxy on LJ!) but I'm adjusting (party at 7PM!)
( How do you even begin to summarize stream of consciousness? )
Anyway, that's the state of the new place, and new journal. Soon to be broadcast from the new, very small town on the other side of the country (with such a more reasonable cost of living, thank god, that I will have internet and cable BOTH! In my apartment, even! I'll be back in touch with the beating pulse of fandom!)
Welcome to Dreamwidth, dream big. 'Scuse me, I need to go upload some icons.
Apr. 23rd, 2009 @ 03:16 pm
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Bite-size fic from the Sam Carter comment-a-thon:
Sam/Teal'c, early seasons, Full Frontal from shimmeringstar1. Dubiously SFW.
Cam/Sam, with some interesting lack of explanation, Vestry, from rolleson (host of the drabble-a-thon, props!). NSFW.
A little Jack/Daniel from the community, from kristy841.
Some Sam and Daniel (with Sam/Jack in the background) plays on competitiveness really effectively. nandamai's A Little Friendly Whatever from carnivalofsquee.
Longer fic:
A brilliant project from Dira Sudis to write missing scenes from Stargate early seasons (she's rewatching) that pass the Bechdel Test. This is a fantastic idea, and her first moment is between Sam and Sha're during Children of the Gods. Sisters in Arms, worksafe, from dsudis.
[fangrrl moment with bonus rec: I have loved Dira's writing ever since I read With the Dying, a Moebius fic of glorious sadness, and Teal'c and Daniel friendship. And glory. And sadness.]
I am thrilled to further recommend a wonderful *Janet* story, S7, pre-Heroes (or absent Heroes, perhaps), in which Janet ends up out in the field with SG-1, surprised by the power dynamics and capabilities of people she's used to mending. It's truly wonderful. Adrenaline from BetaCandy.
[fangrrl rec moment number 2: BetaCandy also wrote the early season's stories Acid Worms, Assess This (speaking of Janet stories) and (I'm limiting myself to three, I swear!) Mostly Harmless ]
Okay, okay, you know what? MORE JANET. This is amazing truthiness, or something. Sex as truth, as only paian can make it (well, other people can too, obvs, but Komos has a gift, I feel.) Visibilium Omnium et Invisibilium is Janet/Jack, really honest and good people who take great comfort in one another dealing with the need for greater intimacy after loss. When each has failed at intimacy before, and the risk of failure is great. Janet and Jack established relationship of sorts, post-Meridian (season five). NSFW.
And nearly Janet! Well, it's Cassie. And season 8 or 9, which means that annerbhp introduces Cassie to Vala. It's wonderful. Surrogate, which is Cass growing up a little, but still just as snarky as any kid exposed to Jack ought to be. A really nice unexpected friendship.
So, just to prove that I'm not *just* about the wonderful secondary characters and brilliant friendships and less-than-common pairings in this fandom, I give you:
Jack/Daniel (oh, that connection.) Instantaneous Old Married Love. dragojustine's Inside the Defenses. It's a set of interrelated scenes. NSFW, (fade to black.)
And first person Daniel. Which means the curlycue thought processes that sometimes don't notice important things, and sometimes do notice, with laser beam focus. Speaking Jack from cplberen is a nice logical progression to relationship. NSFW.
I'll catch up on other fandoms in a bit. This'll do for now.
Apr. 8th, 2009 @ 02:50 pm
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I am sick. This *bites*
So, in a 'misery would greatly prefer other people to be happy' gesture, please comment here if you would like a DreamWidth invitation. I'm a beta tester over there (and will likely port my minxy handle there very soon, though I have an ambitious goal of updating all my masterlists of recs when I do) and I would be happy to issue invitations when DW goes into open beta (or just lets me issue invitations. They are wisely not giving us access codes to issue until they're ready). ETA: I still have plenty of room on my list, so speak up if you fancy an invite. If you're curious about the DW schedule of beta testing and why you need an invite (or not), Synecdochic explains it really nicely here. /ETA
Now, the industrious folks over at DreamWidth (and I have been so impressed with all of them: the masterbrains, the volunteer wranglers, the codemonkeys... everyone is competent, committed and gracious,) are going to need capital. So if you were planning on spending the minimum $3 for a paid account for one month (which gets you in, and they are a very inclusive bunch, they won't kick you out) or even mudwrestle for a permanent $200 account (I think that's the number) then please don't request a free invite. If spending money on your blog is just beyond you right now (and, boy, do I understand, as it's beyond me) then holla. If you'd prefer to be anonymous to the blogworld in general, I'll screen comments requesting an invite unless explicitly invited to unscreen them.
All comments expressing sympathy with my ridiculously ill state will be unscreened and treasured. Just make sure you spray me down with lysol before you try to hug me.
ETA: oooh ooh OOH! You know what else? I'm going to start posting my stargate_summer story draft over there. It's gen and Teal'c early episodes (with the team, but all Teal'c POV) and I need a kickstart to get myself writing the draft and not just the outline. I'll post under a filter for cheerleaders, so if you'd like to help me fill in the missing bits, make sure you mention it once dw!minxy goes live.
ETA2: I'm really too sick to be trying to construct blog posts. It's really easy to sign into DreamWidth using a LiveJournal handle and OpenID account. It's a good way to see what's happening, and fandom is already staking out it's smutty, smutty corner with a commentporn battle. Bless us.
Mar. 30th, 2009 @ 01:03 pm
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