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Jul. 28th, 2012


Fic: Lovely, Sweet, and Soft, Jen/Joey

Title: Lovely, Sweet, and Soft
Fandom: Dawson's Creek
Pairing: Jen/Joey
Word Count: ~1,500
Rating: PG-13, perhaps R if you're squeamish about sex
Summary: Jen knows that Joey Potter will not lose her virginity to her and this, she thinks idly, is a shame.  Or, Jen seduces Joey, and they make out some.
Notes: So I've been watching a lot of Dawson's Creek lately and obviously that meant I had to write for it.  Actually, what really decided me on randomly writing this bit-of-something down was that when I went on a search for Jen/Joey fic, I found nothing.  Nothing!  This had to be remedied.  Honestly, I really can't slash any male characters in Dawson's Creek--I didn't even like Jack and Doug, tbh--but Joey and Jen were screaming "femmeslash us" from season one.  So I did.
This is set between seasons 2 and 3, and makes vague references to several events from the first two seasons.
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters and I am not making money off of this work.

Beginning of Junior year, she stops giving a fuck.Collapse )
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Jul. 20th, 2012


I speak English! I learn it from a book!

July 11-July 19

Hmmmm been awhile again.  Things are all right.  Took the LSATs, did decently, still need to pick schools to apply to and uh, do that.  Fuck time going by so fast.

A and I are doing all right except the Evil Current is coming this weekend.  I may have to rent my garments and bemoan my fate to the heavens.  Or hole up somewhere writin' all weekend.  Whatevers.  [eta: Weekend sucked balls, only partially her fault.  I am so childish and I cannot quite care.]

Had a bit of an email exchange with B; good while it lasted but if former patterns are anything to go by he will now disappear again for an indeterminate amount of time.  Actually *saw* him on the Fourth, which was surreal.  Had some brief contact with R as well, but in her case, it is I who have dropped the communication ball.

MauriceCollapse )

Mostly I'm writing, as per usual, to get my thoughts gathered re: my writing projects of the moment.  So!  List!

Star Trek ficCollapse )

Harry Potter ficCollapse )

Original WorkCollapse )

Sherlock ficCollapse )

So here's the breakdown:

Original stories: One almost done and then I'll have to decide what to do with it; lots of questionable starts to things; will soon need another idea.

Fan Fiction, To Edit:
John Watson Does Not See Ghosts
Untitled Harry/Clara
Untitled Fred/Hermione
Next chapter to the Epic

Two Big Bangs:
K/S, draft finished, scary editing ahead
Sherlock, still writing, long haul ahead

Fan Fiction, Still Writing:
The Epic
S/J Prompt fic

...Yep.  In other news, I really want to get into Modernist Stuff again.  I really just dipped my toe in the water in that class back in the day.  Maurice is still dragging on because I'm too lazy to read and pay attention properly, and then I think maybe before Tinker Tailor I'll take a break to read some short stories, catch up on my Junot Diaz, read some Sherlock Holmes, maybe break out the scholarly articles and such.  I don't even know.  It's like a bit of a desire in the corner of my brain and I could forget it or I could encourage it, and I want to encourage it, but it seems fragile and I don't know how.

Jul. 19th, 2012


Fic: Best Wishes, Sherlock/John

Title: Best Wishes
Pairing: Sherlock/John
Word Count: ~970
Rating: G
Summary: "...I don't like surprises and really John, even if I did, do you honestly believe that I wouldn't know exactly what you were doing?"
Notes: Tumblr tells me that it's Benedict Cumberbatch's birthday, so I used that as an excuse to write this.  Really it's a birthday present to me because what would BC want with random Sherlock/John fic?  I, on the other hand, had great fun writing it.  I wrote it all at once, I didn't obsess or worry about it, it was actually fun, and oh look, an hour ago this didn't exist and now it's done.  Awesome for me.  But actually, seriously, I'm just a silly fan so I wrote a silly story.  Happy 36th, Mr. Cumberbatch.
Disclaimer: Not mine, not mine!  I am earning no money from this work.

Sherlock, guess who?Collapse )

May. 26th, 2012


Fic: Aftershocks, Sherlock/John

Title: Aftershocks
Pairing: Sherlock/John
Word Count: ~2,000
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Sherlock wakes up naked, sore, and thinking about sex.  It is a strange morning, by all measures.  Then he remembers everything.
Notes: Wrote this for a prompt on the BBC Sherlock kink meme, asking for Sherlock hugging John on the morning after they have sex.  The full prompt is here.  I like the first half of this enough to post it, also because it's a kink meme fill so why not post it, but the ending still...I don't know, it gets sort of OOC maybe?  It's better than it was originally, but mostly I decided it was good enough, if not actually good, and so here it is.
This was also posted to the overflow post on the kink meme, here.
Disclaimer: I did not invent and do not own these characters and I make no money off of this work.

Is the great Sherlock Holmes speechless?Collapse )

May. 12th, 2012


Polar bears are brilliant!

So, that last entry was sitting here unposted for about a week, and I still didn't say everything I wanted to say in it, and now I have a whole bunch of old things I want to ramble about that I should have rambled about when they were more fresh on my mind, and a whole bunch of new things to ramble about too!  So.  Oh well.

The first thing, before it gets old too.  I went down to the city last Saturday for the PEN World Voices festival.  It was amazing (brilliant, as Arthur would say) but so exhausting.  I felt basically incapable of doing anything the next day...and for basically the whole week after, barely recovered now.

Maybe I shouldn't have gone out Saturday and pushed myself so hard, because the week before I was sick for the first time in months.  I started feeling sniffly and my throat was aching on Monday, and on Tuesday I had to call in sick and spend the whole day in bed watching So NoTORIous and 30Rock and slipping in and out of consciousness, and on Wednesday I tried going to work but ended up staying home after lunch to recover more.  Thursday and Friday I worked full days but I can barely remember what I did during those two days; it's sort of a blur.  And then Saturday I decided to spend the day wandering around the city!

In my defense, I did feel a lot better, I couldn't ask them to reschedule the events just for me, and I already had a ticket to the Selznik thing.  And the last time I went down to the city it was pretty low key and easy.  This...a little more difficult.  Worth it though.

PEN World Voices Festival: Best European Fiction, Brian Selznick, and other city adventuresCollapse )

Tinker Tailor Soldier SpyCollapse )

What's Your Number?Collapse )

So You Think You Can DanceCollapse )

MerlinCollapse )

And so, how it has been, in my ignoring-real-life moments.  Of which I have a bunch.

eta: pen put up the video of this year's best european fiction, which I went to.  I was behind the camera, and to the left, across from Hemon approximately.


eta 2: Ah I wish I'd gone to the "go the fuck to sleep" event, fuck not living in New York and fuck having a 9-5 job (no not really the last one, I like making money).  Dale Peck was moderating, and he talks about Martin and John.  aaaargle.  I still need to watch 95% of this but it seems up my alley.


May. 3rd, 2012


Would that be the *leaning* tower of air traffic control?

Aaargh I am hungry.  I was going to write about things that don't relate to me being hungry but I can't remember any of them anymore.

I haven't spoken to A in forever.  Like seriously almost a week.  Our "friendship" is such a farce, but you know it hurts a lot less than it used to so now I just try not to pick at the wound.

In happier news relating to real people (as opposed to the fictional people that have yet again become 99% of my life), I should, hopefully, barring some mishap relating to trains, tickets, or me being stupid, be training down to the city next week to see L and go to a couple panels at the PEN World Voices Festival.  Yay excitement!  I'm not quite what I would say looking forward to it, because I'm lazy and worry about logistics, but really getting down to the city is easier than I give it credit for being, and so all should go well and I will get to be in the same room as Real Writers, which is always a good place to be.  (I have this half-formed idea that Junot Diaz will do a reading in NYC after his new book comes out in September and that B and I will somehow get tickets and go and it will be amazing--but this probably won't happen, ho hum.)

Reading: Don Quixote, Atmospheric Disturbances, Sherlock HolmesCollapse )

Writing: Big Bang, Epic, Original Writing, SherlockCollapse )

Okay, I've actually been working on this for several days and I think I should say the rest of what I want to say ramble about in another entry

Apr. 16th, 2012


Fic: Is the Tea Really Necessary? Sherlock/John

Title: Is the Tea Really Necessary?
Pairing: Sherlock/John
Word Count: ~1,900
Rating: PG-13
Summary: There are only two cures that John Watson knows for a bad day.  One of them is tea.  The other isn't.
Notes: Written for a prompt on the Sherlock BBC kink meme: John had a horrible, horrible day at work, everything went wrong and patients were being jerks.
John: "It was horrible. So horrible in fact that once I finish my tea, I'm going to fuck you into the mattress like there's no tomorrow."
Sherlock: 8D
Filled on the overflow post, because I pick old prompts, yay!
Disclaimer: I did not invent and do not own these characters, and I make no money from this work.

He fully expected Sherlock both to read his mood the second he stepped through the door, and not to care the slightest about that moodCollapse )

Apr. 2nd, 2012


Siesta? Little sleep? Oh is same in Spanish!

I've been reading Don Quixote for so long that I've forgotten what reading other books feels like, I think.  But finally I'm seeing maybe the sort-of end approaching.  Which is to say I have less than 150 pages left and I read so slowly last week that at this rate I'll still be reading it at Thanksgiving, but I am optimistic regardless.  What SHALL I read next?  Also A has promised me that he will get me books from the library if I tell him what to get and give him the call numbers.  He's somewhat unreliable but has promised multiple times, so I should at least try to take advantage of the offer.

In other words, my two reading related questions: what to read, and what to send A to fetch?

Some possibilitiesCollapse )

...So what I'm thinking is that I'll finish Don Quixote, and then read Atmospheric Disturbances, hopefully quite quickly, and then read Maurice.  I might be ready for Lawrence after that,   Or I'll have a totally different idea about my next book.  Should I ask A to get me some letters, or just Sherlock, Duras, and Maurice?  Mmmm leaning against.

Okay, so that was fairly easy.  I think I'm going to miss Don Quixote when it's over...  What did the guy at the store say?  He wasn't always sure what was going on or how to take the humor, but at the end he knew these were characters who would stick with him for the rest of his life?  Yeah, something like that.

Still there's a part of me that's looking forward to something new and different.

In other news, submitted to a writing contest that is way above my level, B still owes me an email, must write to R, and L is in town and we shall meet tomorrow and I shall ask her about this engagement business or what have you.  Went to the city to meet my mother over the weekend and it was pretty great, we walked around in circles and caught up on pretty much everything and I ate meat again, which was awesome.  Work's been fairly easy this week and I've been wasting a lot of time and not regretting it.  In fandom news, I'm slowly, or, er, quickly, becoming addicted to Cabin Pressure omg Martin I want to hug you all the time, and also I'm rather considering participating in a big bang?  I know I shouldn't.  The epic.  My neglected original writing.  But.  I've wanted to do a big bang forever and this one is long, relaxed, and with a comparatively low word count.  So.  I'm tempted.  We'll see.

Mar. 25th, 2012


Fic: Prodigal, Sherlock + Mycroft

Title: Prodigal
Pairing: Mycroft + Sherlock
Word Count: ~2,600
Rating: PG
Summary: Even after Sherlock cuts his ties to the rest of his family, he still allows Mycroft to visit him.  Mycroft knows very well that this is only because he has something Sherlock needs.
Notes: Written for the Sherlock BBC kink meme, for the prompt: "Mycroft is Sherlock's dealer because it's the only way he can be certain that Sherlock [will] listen to him."  The prompt is from all the way back in part iii, so I posted my fill to the overflow post.
Disclaimer: I did not invent and do not own these characters.  I am making no money from this work.

Still, they have their ritual.Collapse )

Mar. 9th, 2012


And I said dangerous, and here you are.

March 4-9, 2012

Had a whole bunch or rambly shit about the worse parts of my Sunday written here, but that's not really the point of this entry.  Also this is clearly going to take days so I might as well stick to the Point because the rest will be outdated fast.  I'll say this for general news: I'm on major ACD!Sherlock withdrawal since my reader died, what bitch-ass technology,  Also, things with A are more-complicated-than-usual and I can't even talk to him for various reasons and I just...gah.  Awful.



Current projects, in, I suppose, alphabetical order:

Nine projects, Original, Star Trek, and SherlockCollapse )

And so I think that is it!  This has taken a very long time to do and I thought it was going to be superhelpful, but I'm not sure it really was.  The big problem here is that I feel uninspired for my original projects and probably no amount of writing about that lack-of-inspiration will really help that.  But eh at the very least this will be interesting to read later...right?

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