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casting hopes

I'd heard this rumor when it first broke a little while ago, and Neil Gaiman linked to this article in his journal tonight, reminding me of how much I really, really want this to happen.

Who Favourite Talks Time Lords: Actor Paterson Joseph, who has been hotly tipped to replace David Tennant in Doctor Who, has suggested he would relish the role.

If you're not familiar with Paterson Joseph, he's a British actor who has worked extensively on that side of the Atlantic, in theatre as well as in television and film, and he's probably best known here as the Marquis de Carabas in the BBC miniseries of Gaiman's Neverwhere.

That's where I know him from, and that's why, as soon as I read the rumor, I got my hopes way up, because I think he'd be absolutely perfect as the 11th Doctor. He projects a great sense of British authority, but he can also do that sense of simultaneous mystery and menace and playfulness that works so well for the Doctor.

Speaking in a broader sense, after forty years and ten previous Doctors, I also think that it would be great to see an actor of color as the Doctor.

And on a shallow note, he's really hot.

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girl you got to know when it's time to turn the page

Some of you have maybe noticed that I haven't been around too much since the season finale back in May.

Nothing is terribly wrong, but I seem to be having some sort of early-onset midlife crisis. Next year is a milestone birthday, and every time I try to figure out what the hell I'm doing with my life, I hit the big brick wall of "Well, not much, actually." Worse, I don't seem to know what I might want to do that isn't, well, this.

My writing ability and creative inspiration seem to be similarly dead in the water, which is not helping. My sole source of creative expression lately? Making CSI:NY LOLcats on I Can Has Cheezburger. I'm not even kidding.

No, really.

Totally not kidding.

So, yeah: early-onset midlife crisis, and I am completely useless and completely uninspired. I have no idea what I'm going to do with myself.

In better news: I got my stimulus check today. And although it's tempting, I'm not going to attempt to drown my sorrows by blowing the entire thing. I'm going to be a grown-up.

I caught Doctor Who on Sci Fi this weekend -- specifically, "Silence in the Library"/"Forests of the Dead," and although the two-parter is the first of the current season that I've managed to see, I really kind of loved both episodes. Excellent stuff, Donna is awesome, and Steven Moffatt still knows how to bring the creep factor.

They've posted the trailer for Joss Whedon's Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog, starring Neil Patrick Harris, Nathan Fillion, and Felicia Day, which is nothing short of completely made of sparkles and win, and you need to watch it, like, now.

Also looking forward to the start of the new season of Eureka, and to the upcoming long weekend.
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five random things make a post

1. I have reliable info that CSI:NY will, once they go back into production, shoot four to seven episodes to round out the season, meaning that we should get a total of 18 to 21 episodes total for S4. Which is a little short of their normal 24-episode order, but not nearly as bad as it could have been.

2. A while back, scarletts_awry and I decided that Flack, if he does indeed watch Doctor Who, as it appears that he very well might, would be totally in love with Martha. At some point since that initial discussion, my brain stopped regarding this as idle speculation and started regarding it as a Home Truth.

Consequently, when I was watching the BBC-A rerun of "The Shakespeare Code" last week, I found that I had Flack in my head for the entirety of the scene in which Martha and the Doctor are sharing a bed together. And that he was alternately yelling at the Doctor to "Kiss her! Kiss her on the mouth!" and telling Martha to "Punch him in the face."

Because, Flack says, he would certainly kiss her on the mouth if he were there; he's not stupid. Or blind. And then he would punch the Doctor in the face for being an oblivious jackhole.

Flack-in-my-head is very emphatic. And very smart.

3. Thanks to a Best Buy gift card from Christmas, I picked up Buffy S7 this weekend, and have started watching it. I haven't seen any of these episodes since their original airing, so I'm curious about what I'm going to think of them. I've been sporadically re-watching Buffy over the last year or so, a season at a time, and it's been interesting to see how my reactions have changed. I like S4 a lot better now than I did when it originally aired, while I found a lot of S5 -- though it does have its great moments, like "Family" and "Fool for Love" -- a really hard slog.

"The Body" is also brilliant, but I still haven't been able to bring myself to watch that episode again.

Amusing moment in "Lessons," the first episode of S7: Giles and Willow are talking about the coven she's been working with, and they refer to the coven leader, a Miss Harkness. And I thought, Oh, somehow that's gotta be made into a crack crossover. Because it should be.

4. I can't wait for the finale of Project Runway, especially now that the Bryant Park shows are over. Go, Chris! Or Jillian. They're my favorites of the remaining designers.

5. Goals for the week: catch up on comments. Try to get back on a regular writing schedule. Finish up some of those first kiss prompts. Maybe even write an actual story in full.
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bday wishes, a rec, & a flail

A very happy birthday to melinafandom and to wandering_sag! I hope you've both had amazing days and gotten everything you wanted.

I also got a fabulous present today. scarletts_awry wrote a Martha/Stella Doctor Who/CSI:NY crossover girlslash piece just for me: If We Had but World Enough, and Time

It's great, like all of her work is, and it's two of my very favorite women characters on TV getting together and getting a chance for some hot, slow, elegiac sex. It's also about finding a moment of the sublime, about the overwhelming awe of realizing the bigness of the universe and of time, and it's beautiful.

Go; read; give her love.

Currently, I am flailing at gin200168 over IM about how this season of CSI:NY (and Mac's arc in particular) is just like Eliot's Four Quartets. Which I realized today and have been going "OMG!" over ever since.
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alphabet ficlets, round two

For gin200168:

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For scsquidsnaps:

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For fallen_arazil:

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For de_throned:

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For zekkass:

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For moska_v:

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Feedback is always appreciated.
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alphabet addendum, & a quick Whoverse comment

Addendum to my alphabet ficlet meme post: I'll take up to two claims for each letter, so even if you see a letter taken that you really, really want, go ahead and put in a request.

Up to two per person, so if you only requested one and want to snag a second, go for it.

And if any of you want to use Doctor Who or Torchwood requests for any of these, I wouldn't object to that at all. Just nothing related to "Utopia"/ "Sound of Drums"/ "Last of the Time Lords" or "End of Days," because even though I'm semi-spoiled, I don't want to try to tackle any of that until I've seen it firsthand.

On that topic, a general, and non-spoilery, thought about Who and Torchwood, and their respective narratives, that I've been considering for the past few days:

Doctor Who is about how we go through the process of losing things. (And for things, read people, or worlds, or ourselves, as much as objects.)

Torchwood is about what happens after they're lost.