Pornathon entries and some info
Aug. 13th, 2011 08:20 pmHi! ![[livejournal.com profile]](http://s.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
summerpornathon is over, so a couple of things are happening up in here.
First, I'm going to post all the entries I wrote, in case anybody's curious which ones were mine:
Challenge 1, Sex Toys:
70.
( M/A, cock rings )
Challenge 2, Kink Grab Bag:
14.
( M/A, canon fic, kinks used: bathing, voyeurism )
Challenge 3, AUs:
39.
( M/A, archaeologist AU )
Challenge 4, First/Last Times:
70.
( M/Gwa, canon, implied future threesome and M/A )
Challenge 5, the kink meme prompt challenge:
43.
( B/C RPF, spanking )
Challenge 6, Happy Endings:
28.
( M/A, giant squid!Merlin, megaladon!Arthur, crack sex )
Challenge 7: BIG FAT NOTHING BECAUSE I WAS A LOSERFACE. I AM VERY SORRY, TEAM GREED. :(
Congratulations to Team Sloth, everybody who won a challenge, and thanks to everybody who worked through the marathon and provided so much great porn!
Second, I'm deleting this journal shortly, for a number of reasons that aren't anything bad, so don't worry. I'll still be around in some form or another, and I'm posting my fic on AO3 here, so it won't be gone. But![[livejournal.com profile]](http://s.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
moonilicious reminded me the other day that I've got some comment fic people might want to retrieve before I delete, so I'll be opening up those entries for the next few days so they can do that. They are here and here.
summerpornathon is over, so a couple of things are happening up in here. First, I'm going to post all the entries I wrote, in case anybody's curious which ones were mine:
Challenge 1, Sex Toys:
70.
( M/A, cock rings )
Challenge 2, Kink Grab Bag:
14.
( M/A, canon fic, kinks used: bathing, voyeurism )
Challenge 3, AUs:
39.
( M/A, archaeologist AU )
Challenge 4, First/Last Times:
70.
( M/Gwa, canon, implied future threesome and M/A )
Challenge 5, the kink meme prompt challenge:
43.
( B/C RPF, spanking )
Challenge 6, Happy Endings:
28.
( M/A, giant squid!Merlin, megaladon!Arthur, crack sex )
Challenge 7: BIG FAT NOTHING BECAUSE I WAS A LOSERFACE. I AM VERY SORRY, TEAM GREED. :(
Congratulations to Team Sloth, everybody who won a challenge, and thanks to everybody who worked through the marathon and provided so much great porn!
Second, I'm deleting this journal shortly, for a number of reasons that aren't anything bad, so don't worry. I'll still be around in some form or another, and I'm posting my fic on AO3 here, so it won't be gone. But
moonilicious reminded me the other day that I've got some comment fic people might want to retrieve before I delete, so I'll be opening up those entries for the next few days so they can do that. They are here and here.TALKY TALKY NOW, BYE BYE.
Apr. 28th, 2009 08:25 pmOkay, I'm going to change the rules of this a little bit. I'm going to answer these questions, and then I want YOU to answer them too. This is because I'm really very self-absorbed, and also because I like to have everything in one spot or my OCD starts going DONGDONGDONG STOP AND ORGANIZE OR ELSE THE WORLD WILL END.
So let's avoid that.
1. Your Middle Name: Lynn. LAME, MOTHER. VERY LAME.
2. Age: 27.
3. Single or Taken: I hate the term "taken", but I am involved in a monogamous relationship, yes.
4. Favorite Movie: Terminator.
5. Favorite Song or Album: My favorite song is "Bittersweet Symphony" by The Verve, and my favorite album is Demon Days by Gorillaz.
6. Favorite Band/Artist: Gorillaz, although lately David Bowie has been taking over my playlists.
7. Dirty or Clean: Clean.
8. Tattoos and/or Piercings: One tattoo on my lower left abdomen (it says 'Saorsa'); three piercings (one in each ear and one in my nose that has closed up...twice).
9. Do we know each other outside of LJ? I only knowameranth outside of livejournal, so I don't think so.
10. What's your philosophy on life? I think every event that happens in a person's life happens because that person needed to learn. I do believe in reincarnation, and I do believe in certain types of karma, or at least good and bad energies that people put into the universe.
11. Is the bottle half-full or half-empty? I am an incurable optimist. It's always half-full to me.
12. Would you keep a secret from me if you thought it was in my best interest? No. I don't get to decide what's in another person's best interest.
13. What is your favorite memory of us? Ask me, I'll tell you!
14. What is your favorite guilty pleasure? All my pleasures are fairly guilt-free, as I don't believe in feeling guilty about pleasure. But I am QUITE fond of watching Martha Stewart, which I think I'm supposed to feel guilty about.
15. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you: I think you guys already know all of my interesting facts at this point. If you don't, well, just ask me about my family, my military career, or my ill-advised 10-month-long marriage, and you'll never want to ask me another question again.
16. You can have three wishes (for yourself, so forget all the 'world peace etc' malarkey) - what are they? I wish to have a job that gives me joy as well as supporting me. I wish to always be able to appreciate what I have, and avoid discontentment. I wish my bloody skin would clear up.
17. Can we get together and make a cake? If you want your cake to turn out tasting like sawdust, I'm yourbad cook man!
18. Which country is your spiritual home? I've only ever been to war-torn places (and Canada). My spiritual home is wherever I am at the moment. I have no particular attachment to one country over another, and would like to visit them all actually.
19. What is your big weakness? Laziness. And rationalizing. For example, I'm rationalizing in order to do this meme rather than write the paper I have due tomorrow, even though I know I'll regret it.
20.Do you think I'm a good person? I doubt my f-list knows me well enough to know whether I'm a good person or not. Well, a few people might. Let me save you the time of asking: I'm pretty much middle-of-the-road, with occasional dips into apathy and occasional rises into selflessness.
21. What was your best/favorite subject at school? English and Art.
22. Describe your accent. I'm kind of all over the place because I lived so many places during my formative years. My dad's accent is flat, nasal Michigan, my mother's is this weird Texan/Southern California/Arizona mix, and mine is a blend of those, I think. I say "soda", "shopping cart", and pronounce Mary/merry/marry differently. So-- generic American, I guess. My only Mainerism is that I do say stuff is wicked cool, or wicked dumb. But I usually do it on purpose.
23.If you could change anything about me, would you? Let's skip this. I'm sure you would, but I don't want to know it.
24. What do you wear to sleep? Shorts or pajama bottoms and a t-shirt. Pretty boring. I'd sleep naked, but I hate the feel of the sheets on my skin. I have very smooshy soft sheets, and they're still too scratchy.
25. Trousers or skirts? Trousers, but skirts in the summer.
26. Cigarettes or alcohol? No cigarettes anymore-- I quit a little over a year ago. I don't really drink very much anymore either. I'm hoping my last drunken shenanigans were the really really last ones. I got so drunk after the 2008 Superbowl that I was sick for ages and dropped my toothbrush in the toilet after being sick and had to dig it out, sobbing while Mr. Boyfriend tried to comfort me (while at the same time gloating like the Patriot-hating bastard he is). It was pretty pathetic. I couldn't even walk up the stairs; I had to crawl. After that, I decided to stick to a 2-3 drink limit. No more toothbrushes in toilets for me!
27. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together? Silly question; if we were together we'd be stalking Colin Morgan. NEXT.
28. Will you repost this so I can fill it out for you? ANSSER KWESCHUNS PLEEEEEEZE.
So let's avoid that.
1. Your Middle Name: Lynn. LAME, MOTHER. VERY LAME.
2. Age: 27.
3. Single or Taken: I hate the term "taken", but I am involved in a monogamous relationship, yes.
4. Favorite Movie: Terminator.
5. Favorite Song or Album: My favorite song is "Bittersweet Symphony" by The Verve, and my favorite album is Demon Days by Gorillaz.
6. Favorite Band/Artist: Gorillaz, although lately David Bowie has been taking over my playlists.
7. Dirty or Clean: Clean.
8. Tattoos and/or Piercings: One tattoo on my lower left abdomen (it says 'Saorsa'); three piercings (one in each ear and one in my nose that has closed up...twice).
9. Do we know each other outside of LJ? I only know
ameranth outside of livejournal, so I don't think so.10. What's your philosophy on life? I think every event that happens in a person's life happens because that person needed to learn. I do believe in reincarnation, and I do believe in certain types of karma, or at least good and bad energies that people put into the universe.
11. Is the bottle half-full or half-empty? I am an incurable optimist. It's always half-full to me.
12. Would you keep a secret from me if you thought it was in my best interest? No. I don't get to decide what's in another person's best interest.
13. What is your favorite memory of us? Ask me, I'll tell you!
14. What is your favorite guilty pleasure? All my pleasures are fairly guilt-free, as I don't believe in feeling guilty about pleasure. But I am QUITE fond of watching Martha Stewart, which I think I'm supposed to feel guilty about.
15. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you: I think you guys already know all of my interesting facts at this point. If you don't, well, just ask me about my family, my military career, or my ill-advised 10-month-long marriage, and you'll never want to ask me another question again.
16. You can have three wishes (for yourself, so forget all the 'world peace etc' malarkey) - what are they? I wish to have a job that gives me joy as well as supporting me. I wish to always be able to appreciate what I have, and avoid discontentment. I wish my bloody skin would clear up.
17. Can we get together and make a cake? If you want your cake to turn out tasting like sawdust, I'm your
18. Which country is your spiritual home? I've only ever been to war-torn places (and Canada). My spiritual home is wherever I am at the moment. I have no particular attachment to one country over another, and would like to visit them all actually.
19. What is your big weakness? Laziness. And rationalizing. For example, I'm rationalizing in order to do this meme rather than write the paper I have due tomorrow, even though I know I'll regret it.
20.
21. What was your best/favorite subject at school? English and Art.
22. Describe your accent. I'm kind of all over the place because I lived so many places during my formative years. My dad's accent is flat, nasal Michigan, my mother's is this weird Texan/Southern California/Arizona mix, and mine is a blend of those, I think. I say "soda", "shopping cart", and pronounce Mary/merry/marry differently. So-- generic American, I guess. My only Mainerism is that I do say stuff is wicked cool, or wicked dumb. But I usually do it on purpose.
23.
24. What do you wear to sleep? Shorts or pajama bottoms and a t-shirt. Pretty boring. I'd sleep naked, but I hate the feel of the sheets on my skin. I have very smooshy soft sheets, and they're still too scratchy.
25. Trousers or skirts? Trousers, but skirts in the summer.
26. Cigarettes or alcohol? No cigarettes anymore-- I quit a little over a year ago. I don't really drink very much anymore either. I'm hoping my last drunken shenanigans were the really really last ones. I got so drunk after the 2008 Superbowl that I was sick for ages and dropped my toothbrush in the toilet after being sick and had to dig it out, sobbing while Mr. Boyfriend tried to comfort me (while at the same time gloating like the Patriot-hating bastard he is). It was pretty pathetic. I couldn't even walk up the stairs; I had to crawl. After that, I decided to stick to a 2-3 drink limit. No more toothbrushes in toilets for me!
27. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together? Silly question; if we were together we'd be stalking Colin Morgan. NEXT.
Hi-yooooo!
Apr. 27th, 2009 09:59 amHappy, Happy, Happy! Day...something-or-other.
1. Mr. Boyfriend and I just spent our anniversary weekend in Ithaca. For Christmas this year we got tickets to the wine-and-herb tour. During the opening weekend each winery on the tour (there are 16, I think) will give away an herb or vegetable, and they'll make yummy food for you to sample and give you the recipe. We went to thirteen wineries and got thyme, parsley, rosemary, sage, oregano, dill, purple peppers, jalapeno peppers, pumpkin, potatoes, marjoram, and Walla-walla onion. We have a rooftop apartment, so we're going to run an experiment to see if we can actually have an herb garden without the garden part.
1a. We had so much wine and food! Neither of us are fans of New York wine, but we gamely tried them anyway. Actually, after the first winery, I decided I was only trying the super-sweet ones so I wouldn't get drunk. That turned out to be a very, very good idea, because the temperatures went into the 90s, and let me tell you, getting drunk when it's that hot is not a good idea. I was basically drinking strawberry-flavored water and I still had a headache. We went to six wineries on Saturday, then stopped at a park and had a nap in the shade. I woke up when a little girl toddled over by us and asked her mother why we were sleeping. She said that big people need naps more than little people sometimes. Trufax, little girl's mom.
Friday night we ate at Madeline's, which turned out to be an excellent idea. We had good luck with seats this trip-- everywhere we went, we'd manage to get the best seat in the house, or they'd tell us there was an hour wait and then a huge party would leave and we'd be able to get a table right away. We had outside seating and ordered the arugula salad with duck, and a mushroom appetizer. Mr. Boyfriend looooooves duck and couldn't stop raving about it, and I loooooove mushrooms and couldn't stop raving about them. For dessert he had the Mexican chocolate mousse, which was served inside a little chocolate cage, and I had the chocolate crème brûlée because I'm a crème brûlée whore.
Saturday night we went to a place that only served tapas. We ordered four and split them-- trout in butter with shallots, asparagus with walnuts, sweet potatoes, and mushrooms in a sweet garlic sauce. Then we went to Madeline's for dessert again and split a vanilla crème brûlée, which was much better than the chocolate. I should know better than to mess with the classics, I suppose.
2. I'm finally getting somewhere on the 13th chapter of Be Resigned. I had an idea of what this chapter was supposed to be about-- the two of them visiting Merlin's mum together and Learning Things-- but I couldn't get it going because I wanted to write a million other things first, AND Finals are just around the corner. Now my brain has apparently decided that Finals are not so important and it's time to write. Typical.
3. I was worried about my latest history exam, but we got them back Thursday and I got a 107. The professor-- who, as I might have mentioned before, is an extremely difficult grader-- wrote "You broke my rubric," and told me I should be a history professor instead of an English professor. I'd thought about that, actually, but English really is my bebe. Still, I was on Cloud...well, 5. Not 9. I'm reserving Cloud 9 for when I get published, or when I get my PhD, or give birth.
4. Someone led me to the hilarious and horrifying Lurid Digs (WARNING: NSFW...and actually, maybe not safe for home either). People send in pictures they find on gay dating websites and these guys make fun of the interior design. I laughed so hard, you have no idea. Example: "Clearly Shawn’s in lust and has broken the number one rule on Lurid Digs — swooning (or ragging) on the homeowner and not analyzing the interiors. But fuck it, I’d hit this guy like a broken Coke machine that just ate my last fifty cents — and in this economy that means some serious hittin.’ Sheer perfection. Though old family group portraits within viewing distance while having sex with a guy are always too David Lynchian for me, so I’d have to subtract a few points for that violation."
5. Only 34 days until I'm done working at Evil Bookstore Place. Only 20 more actual work days. Only 5 more Saturdays.
Okay, since I usually have a picture of Colin or Bradley, I suppose I should add one here. Let's find a good one.
Hmm. Okay, I do love that one, since it's Colin standing with Bradley and smiling fondly at something or other, but it doesn't seem quite right. I'm going to have to go with an oldie but a goodie. Cast diaries! Cheekbones! Medium-sized magic! The Evil Grippy!
Oh, hey. Lots of new people have signed on to read this journal lately. I'm assuming they did so on the assumption that I am THIS LEVEL of crazy all the time. You would be right, new people! If I had to choose between writing a sad but beautiful love story with lots of angst and a story about Godzilla and Mothra falling in love and becoming couples' therapists, you HAVE to know I'd choose Godzilla in a heartbeat. Perhaps it's time to write a welcome post, if only to explain why I have started using this journal to write about personal stuff too.
1. Mr. Boyfriend and I just spent our anniversary weekend in Ithaca. For Christmas this year we got tickets to the wine-and-herb tour. During the opening weekend each winery on the tour (there are 16, I think) will give away an herb or vegetable, and they'll make yummy food for you to sample and give you the recipe. We went to thirteen wineries and got thyme, parsley, rosemary, sage, oregano, dill, purple peppers, jalapeno peppers, pumpkin, potatoes, marjoram, and Walla-walla onion. We have a rooftop apartment, so we're going to run an experiment to see if we can actually have an herb garden without the garden part.
1a. We had so much wine and food! Neither of us are fans of New York wine, but we gamely tried them anyway. Actually, after the first winery, I decided I was only trying the super-sweet ones so I wouldn't get drunk. That turned out to be a very, very good idea, because the temperatures went into the 90s, and let me tell you, getting drunk when it's that hot is not a good idea. I was basically drinking strawberry-flavored water and I still had a headache. We went to six wineries on Saturday, then stopped at a park and had a nap in the shade. I woke up when a little girl toddled over by us and asked her mother why we were sleeping. She said that big people need naps more than little people sometimes. Trufax, little girl's mom.
Friday night we ate at Madeline's, which turned out to be an excellent idea. We had good luck with seats this trip-- everywhere we went, we'd manage to get the best seat in the house, or they'd tell us there was an hour wait and then a huge party would leave and we'd be able to get a table right away. We had outside seating and ordered the arugula salad with duck, and a mushroom appetizer. Mr. Boyfriend looooooves duck and couldn't stop raving about it, and I loooooove mushrooms and couldn't stop raving about them. For dessert he had the Mexican chocolate mousse, which was served inside a little chocolate cage, and I had the chocolate crème brûlée because I'm a crème brûlée whore.
Saturday night we went to a place that only served tapas. We ordered four and split them-- trout in butter with shallots, asparagus with walnuts, sweet potatoes, and mushrooms in a sweet garlic sauce. Then we went to Madeline's for dessert again and split a vanilla crème brûlée, which was much better than the chocolate. I should know better than to mess with the classics, I suppose.
2. I'm finally getting somewhere on the 13th chapter of Be Resigned. I had an idea of what this chapter was supposed to be about-- the two of them visiting Merlin's mum together and Learning Things-- but I couldn't get it going because I wanted to write a million other things first, AND Finals are just around the corner. Now my brain has apparently decided that Finals are not so important and it's time to write. Typical.
3. I was worried about my latest history exam, but we got them back Thursday and I got a 107. The professor-- who, as I might have mentioned before, is an extremely difficult grader-- wrote "You broke my rubric," and told me I should be a history professor instead of an English professor. I'd thought about that, actually, but English really is my bebe. Still, I was on Cloud...well, 5. Not 9. I'm reserving Cloud 9 for when I get published, or when I get my PhD, or give birth.
4. Someone led me to the hilarious and horrifying Lurid Digs (WARNING: NSFW...and actually, maybe not safe for home either). People send in pictures they find on gay dating websites and these guys make fun of the interior design. I laughed so hard, you have no idea. Example: "Clearly Shawn’s in lust and has broken the number one rule on Lurid Digs — swooning (or ragging) on the homeowner and not analyzing the interiors. But fuck it, I’d hit this guy like a broken Coke machine that just ate my last fifty cents — and in this economy that means some serious hittin.’ Sheer perfection. Though old family group portraits within viewing distance while having sex with a guy are always too David Lynchian for me, so I’d have to subtract a few points for that violation."
5. Only 34 days until I'm done working at Evil Bookstore Place. Only 20 more actual work days. Only 5 more Saturdays.
Okay, since I usually have a picture of Colin or Bradley, I suppose I should add one here. Let's find a good one.
Hmm. Okay, I do love that one, since it's Colin standing with Bradley and smiling fondly at something or other, but it doesn't seem quite right. I'm going to have to go with an oldie but a goodie. Cast diaries! Cheekbones! Medium-sized magic! The Evil Grippy!
Oh, hey. Lots of new people have signed on to read this journal lately. I'm assuming they did so on the assumption that I am THIS LEVEL of crazy all the time. You would be right, new people! If I had to choose between writing a sad but beautiful love story with lots of angst and a story about Godzilla and Mothra falling in love and becoming couples' therapists, you HAVE to know I'd choose Godzilla in a heartbeat. Perhaps it's time to write a welcome post, if only to explain why I have started using this journal to write about personal stuff too.
Happy, Day 3, Part II
Apr. 21st, 2009 10:28 pmHAPPY BECAUSE OF:
1. Instead of French class today, our class went to the Spanish festival, where I ate tres leches cake (which, for those of you who haven't tasted it, is like heaven wrapped in one extra-moist delicious piece of cake) and tomales. I also learned to salsa. My salsa partner Damian and I were not exactly the most coordinated people in the world, but I never stepped on him and he never let go of me, sending me crashing into the people behind us, so I'd call that a success. And now I can teach Mr. Boyfriend how to salsa for our anniversary trip this weekend, which is to...Ithaca. Where there's so much salsa dancing. But whatever, we can dance in our hotel room.
2. Yesterday on our campus there were some idiots protesting gay marriage. They were roundly ignored, which I was happy about. Today, they (or their ilk) were back protesting...masturbation. This time they were nearly laughed off the campus. Even the kids who were like, "Yeah, gay marriage will lead to the downfall of society!" were laughing at them.
3. I like all these stock photos from photographersdirect.com. These two are my favorite but there are any number of them.
It must be a LOT of fun filming in fog that thick. Interestingly enough, although these are filmed at night, it looks like they're scenes from "The Labyrinth of Gedref".
1. Instead of French class today, our class went to the Spanish festival, where I ate tres leches cake (which, for those of you who haven't tasted it, is like heaven wrapped in one extra-moist delicious piece of cake) and tomales. I also learned to salsa. My salsa partner Damian and I were not exactly the most coordinated people in the world, but I never stepped on him and he never let go of me, sending me crashing into the people behind us, so I'd call that a success. And now I can teach Mr. Boyfriend how to salsa for our anniversary trip this weekend, which is to...Ithaca. Where there's so much salsa dancing. But whatever, we can dance in our hotel room.
2. Yesterday on our campus there were some idiots protesting gay marriage. They were roundly ignored, which I was happy about. Today, they (or their ilk) were back protesting...masturbation. This time they were nearly laughed off the campus. Even the kids who were like, "Yeah, gay marriage will lead to the downfall of society!" were laughing at them.
3. I like all these stock photos from photographersdirect.com. These two are my favorite but there are any number of them.
It must be a LOT of fun filming in fog that thick. Interestingly enough, although these are filmed at night, it looks like they're scenes from "The Labyrinth of Gedref".
Happy, v2.1
Apr. 20th, 2009 11:02 am1. YOU PEOPLE. As per yesterday's HELP HELP I'M BEING OPPRESSED BY MY 40 COMMENTS PER STORY wankfest, I want to tell my friends list, and the people who aren't on my friends list but who read my fic, and the people who lurk, and even the people who read my stuff and hate it and wonder OMG WHY ARE THEY ALWAYS AMERICAN, USE SOME IMAGINATION WOMAN, this statement:
I appreciate it every single time you read something I write. It doesn't matter if you don't leave feedback. Lurkers are A-OK with me. I write because I love it, and although feedback does make me squeak with happiness, I feel very strongly that it should never be an obligation (this extends to those people who friended me under the mistaken impression that I am a thoughtful and intelligent person, and haven't gotten around to defriending me for TRICKING YOU MWAHAHAHA). Please don't ever feel that you HAVE to comment, or that I'm going to stop writing if I don't get enough feedback, or that I will remember and hate you if you didn't comment on anything. I read pretty much everything on my friends-list and only comment on a tiny percentage of what I read. If I commented on everything I read I'd be on my computer waaaaay more than I already am, and my new desk-chair-cushion thingy has already conformed to my butt, okay.
To reiterate: feedback is a lovely gift, not a necessity, and I love you regardless of commenting or no commenting.
2.![[personal profile]](http://s.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
gealach_ros has very very kindly posted a bunch of pictures taken by Sébastique of the Merlin crew, shooting at Pierrefonds. They're mostly just, you know, cast and crew standing around waiting. But there are two with Colin in them.
Wee Skinny Colin vs. GIGANTIC PUFFY JACKET: Colin 0, Puffy Jacket 1. But I am still clearly quite smitten with Colin Morgan, because I find him adorable even when he's been eaten by a sleeping bag.
3. In real life, I wrote the first story that I'm actually thinking of submitting for publication. My goal, since I've revamped my entire schedule to make time for writing every day, is to have it ready to send out by the end of the week. I was half-laughing, half-panicking with Mr. Boyfriend about it because I originally wrote this story when I was thirteen and only rewrote it a couple of weeks ago. I genuinely hope it doesn't take fifteen years to make all of my stories publishable by my standards.
ALSO. I read the Terminator: Salvation prequel novel and had the following thoughts:
-Sarah Connor wasn't mentioned once.
-Most of the women kept getting told to stay behind and not interfere, and there was actually a sentence about John Connor's wife disobeying not just her commander, but her husband. DISOBEYING HER HUSBAND. I do not have a good feeling about this movie.
-In the end John was suddenly okay with his wife being in combat but damn, does he even remember that his own mother was the best fighter he's ever met?
--Kyle Reese is still awesomepants, even at sixteen. And I heart Anton Yelchin.
I appreciate it every single time you read something I write. It doesn't matter if you don't leave feedback. Lurkers are A-OK with me. I write because I love it, and although feedback does make me squeak with happiness, I feel very strongly that it should never be an obligation (this extends to those people who friended me under the mistaken impression that I am a thoughtful and intelligent person, and haven't gotten around to defriending me for TRICKING YOU MWAHAHAHA). Please don't ever feel that you HAVE to comment, or that I'm going to stop writing if I don't get enough feedback, or that I will remember and hate you if you didn't comment on anything. I read pretty much everything on my friends-list and only comment on a tiny percentage of what I read. If I commented on everything I read I'd be on my computer waaaaay more than I already am, and my new desk-chair-cushion thingy has already conformed to my butt, okay.
To reiterate: feedback is a lovely gift, not a necessity, and I love you regardless of commenting or no commenting.
2.
gealach_ros has very very kindly posted a bunch of pictures taken by Sébastique of the Merlin crew, shooting at Pierrefonds. They're mostly just, you know, cast and crew standing around waiting. But there are two with Colin in them. Wee Skinny Colin vs. GIGANTIC PUFFY JACKET: Colin 0, Puffy Jacket 1. But I am still clearly quite smitten with Colin Morgan, because I find him adorable even when he's been eaten by a sleeping bag.
3. In real life, I wrote the first story that I'm actually thinking of submitting for publication. My goal, since I've revamped my entire schedule to make time for writing every day, is to have it ready to send out by the end of the week. I was half-laughing, half-panicking with Mr. Boyfriend about it because I originally wrote this story when I was thirteen and only rewrote it a couple of weeks ago. I genuinely hope it doesn't take fifteen years to make all of my stories publishable by my standards.
ALSO. I read the Terminator: Salvation prequel novel and had the following thoughts:
-Sarah Connor wasn't mentioned once.
-Most of the women kept getting told to stay behind and not interfere, and there was actually a sentence about John Connor's wife disobeying not just her commander, but her husband. DISOBEYING HER HUSBAND. I do not have a good feeling about this movie.
-In the end John was suddenly okay with his wife being in combat but damn, does he even remember that his own mother was the best fighter he's ever met?
--Kyle Reese is still awesomepants, even at sixteen. And I heart Anton Yelchin.
Happy Meme, v2.0
Apr. 16th, 2009 10:12 amIn lieu of actual fannish content on my journal lately (SORRY SORRY I have tons of school writing to do and fandom has been forced down the ladder, which makes me sad) I decided to start over on the Happy Meme. I like to be happy, okay, STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT. Plus I've started using this journal for real-life stuff as well as fandom stuff, don't ask me why. I haven't used my other journal for like three months. ANYWAY. Happy things:
1. I've finally decided on a course of action for The Rest of My Life. Before I sort of had this aimless desire to be a copy editor or a proofreader for a major publisher (or a non-major one, whatever), but after a seminar in exactly what being a copy editor would mean (SCHMOOZING, OH GOD) I realized that the entire reason this desire is aimless as hell is that I don't want to do it at all. And that is when I realized that I may as well give in to my fate and go for my PhD so I can be a professor. It was always going to happen, anyway.
2. This video is BRILLIANT. "Cupid's Chokehold" via Camelot:
I think my favorite is the part with "I know it's been a while since we talked last and I'm trying not to talk fast, but dad I'm finally thinking I may have found the one, the type of girl that'll make you way proud of your son."
ETA: This has nothing to do with a Happy meme or anything, but I'm a cranky old woman and have no intention of moving over to Dreamwidth. Every time I see a new DW post I'm like STOP STOP STOP I DON'T LIKE CHANGE. I should say I might crosspost someday but I like my livejournal and probably won't leave unless I find myself, like, the last person standing or something.
1. I've finally decided on a course of action for The Rest of My Life. Before I sort of had this aimless desire to be a copy editor or a proofreader for a major publisher (or a non-major one, whatever), but after a seminar in exactly what being a copy editor would mean (SCHMOOZING, OH GOD) I realized that the entire reason this desire is aimless as hell is that I don't want to do it at all. And that is when I realized that I may as well give in to my fate and go for my PhD so I can be a professor. It was always going to happen, anyway.
2. This video is BRILLIANT. "Cupid's Chokehold" via Camelot:
I think my favorite is the part with "I know it's been a while since we talked last and I'm trying not to talk fast, but dad I'm finally thinking I may have found the one, the type of girl that'll make you way proud of your son."
ETA: This has nothing to do with a Happy meme or anything, but I'm a cranky old woman and have no intention of moving over to Dreamwidth. Every time I see a new DW post I'm like STOP STOP STOP I DON'T LIKE CHANGE. I should say I might crosspost someday but I like my livejournal and probably won't leave unless I find myself, like, the last person standing or something.
Happy, Day 8
Apr. 13th, 2009 08:00 pmHAPPY BECAUSE OF:
1. Merlin HQ pictures.
This one's my favorite. He could be posing as the Cheshire Cat, or pretending he's James Dean. OR, given the look on his face, auditioning for a porn movie. Humpalot, or something. Like, did they tell him, "All right Colin, in this one you're gonna have Merlin looking at Arthur. And you've got something he wants. In your pants."
2. Conversations with Mr. Boyfriend.
Me: Would you go back in time for me even if you thought maybe you'd die?
Mr. Boyfriend: Yes, but I'd avoid Biff and bring a Sports Almanac with me.
Me: You slept on the couch again last night.
Mr. Boyfriend: It didn't mean anything.
Me: This affair has got to end.
Mr. Boyfriend: It was just a quick lay, nothing more.
1. Merlin HQ pictures.
This one's my favorite. He could be posing as the Cheshire Cat, or pretending he's James Dean. OR, given the look on his face, auditioning for a porn movie. Humpalot, or something. Like, did they tell him, "All right Colin, in this one you're gonna have Merlin looking at Arthur. And you've got something he wants. In your pants."
2. Conversations with Mr. Boyfriend.
Me: Would you go back in time for me even if you thought maybe you'd die?
Mr. Boyfriend: Yes, but I'd avoid Biff and bring a Sports Almanac with me.
Me: You slept on the couch again last night.
Mr. Boyfriend: It didn't mean anything.
Me: This affair has got to end.
Mr. Boyfriend: It was just a quick lay, nothing more.
Happy, Day 7.
Apr. 12th, 2009 10:25 pmHappy Things, Easter Edition!
1. Avoiding awkwardness with Mr. Boyfriend's family. We stayed home, had waffles and strawberries for breakfast, went for a long walk, came home and made deviled eggs. For dinner we had cheddar wurst and beans (we had it last year on Easter and decided to make it a tradition). On our walk I discovered he had never seen the movie Braveheart, so we wandered up to the movie place and rented it, and he enjoyed it very much. I hadn't seen it since Mel Gibson went crazy, so it was kind of funny to watch him prancing about.
Crazy Mel Gibson.
2. We also watched Yes Man, which turned out to be very fun and lovely, mainly because of Zooey Deschanel. Mr. Boyfriend and I of course pledged to say yes to things more often. We always tell each other we're going to do things like this but the truth is that we're very quiet and lazy and like to stay home and read and write a lot. This may change if he gets a different, less psychotic job. Let's hope so.
Also, unrelated to happiness: Amazon blows. WTF, Amazon Rank, WTF.
I hope everybody had a good, uncomplicated Easter Sunday in accordance with whatever you believe in. Personally I like to celebrate spring and yummy food on Easter Sunday, and I feel that I accomplished that. I hope you had yummy food too, and a minimum of family weirdness!
1. Avoiding awkwardness with Mr. Boyfriend's family. We stayed home, had waffles and strawberries for breakfast, went for a long walk, came home and made deviled eggs. For dinner we had cheddar wurst and beans (we had it last year on Easter and decided to make it a tradition). On our walk I discovered he had never seen the movie Braveheart, so we wandered up to the movie place and rented it, and he enjoyed it very much. I hadn't seen it since Mel Gibson went crazy, so it was kind of funny to watch him prancing about.
Crazy Mel Gibson.
2. We also watched Yes Man, which turned out to be very fun and lovely, mainly because of Zooey Deschanel. Mr. Boyfriend and I of course pledged to say yes to things more often. We always tell each other we're going to do things like this but the truth is that we're very quiet and lazy and like to stay home and read and write a lot. This may change if he gets a different, less psychotic job. Let's hope so.
Also, unrelated to happiness: Amazon blows. WTF, Amazon Rank, WTF.
I hope everybody had a good, uncomplicated Easter Sunday in accordance with whatever you believe in. Personally I like to celebrate spring and yummy food on Easter Sunday, and I feel that I accomplished that. I hope you had yummy food too, and a minimum of family weirdness!
Happy, Day 6.
Apr. 11th, 2009 11:59 pmMwahahaha, it's 2359, therefore it is still April 11th. SO. My happy for the day is twofold.
1. Mr. Boyfriend and I made burritos and watched The Sarah Connor Chronicles.
( In which I babble about Terminator canon and there are TONS of spoilers for the season finale. )
2. Mr. Boyfriend and I have decided that tomorrow, he will be "sick" and we will stay home for Easter instead of going out to his parents' house for an uncomfortable couple of hours while we get obliquely insulted and everybody pretends like we all like each other. We were spared last year, as Easter was in March and his parents were still in Florida. This year we're going to be proper agnostics and just have a nice, relaxed Sunday together (with the bonus of 48 deviled eggs, as we didn't decide to play hooky until after I'd already boiled 2 dozen eggs).
Righto, off to wake Mr. Boyfriend from his firm position snoring on the couch in front of Coming to America. Oh, Mr. Boyfriend. So silly. So having an affair with the couch.
1. Mr. Boyfriend and I made burritos and watched The Sarah Connor Chronicles.
( In which I babble about Terminator canon and there are TONS of spoilers for the season finale. )
2. Mr. Boyfriend and I have decided that tomorrow, he will be "sick" and we will stay home for Easter instead of going out to his parents' house for an uncomfortable couple of hours while we get obliquely insulted and everybody pretends like we all like each other. We were spared last year, as Easter was in March and his parents were still in Florida. This year we're going to be proper agnostics and just have a nice, relaxed Sunday together (with the bonus of 48 deviled eggs, as we didn't decide to play hooky until after I'd already boiled 2 dozen eggs).
Righto, off to wake Mr. Boyfriend from his firm position snoring on the couch in front of Coming to America. Oh, Mr. Boyfriend. So silly. So having an affair with the couch.
Happy, Day 5
Apr. 10th, 2009 11:12 pm1. Today is the birthday of one mademoiselle dogeared. We LOVES dogeared, so this is a good day indeed.
2. Sushi night with Mr. Boyfriend. Usually we get a movie from Movies On Demand (and spend at least one minute going "MOD", "MOD", "MOD" back and forth until we collapse into giggles), but tonight we watched About a Boy, which I already had on my shelf.
3. 105 on my French project, huzzah!
4. The Island arrived, I bought it, and read quite a lot of it already. The Sea Change is going to be a veeeeeery interesting movie, I should say.
dogeared. We LOVES dogeared, so this is a good day indeed.2. Sushi night with Mr. Boyfriend. Usually we get a movie from Movies On Demand (and spend at least one minute going "MOD", "MOD", "MOD" back and forth until we collapse into giggles), but tonight we watched About a Boy, which I already had on my shelf.
3. 105 on my French project, huzzah!
4. The Island arrived, I bought it, and read quite a lot of it already. The Sea Change is going to be a veeeeeery interesting movie, I should say.
Even Godzilla would be ashamed of me.
Apr. 9th, 2009 11:59 pmI think this may be the very crackiest thing I've ever done. Thank you, puckling, for helping me to realize that Colin did in fact remind me of Godzilla in my last post, and that of course if Colin was Godzilla then Bradley MUST be Mothra.
And then I made a picturespam of it.
Because I am insane.
________________________________________
When Bradley was hatched his mummy and daddy had some trouble keeping his high spirits in check. As a wee baby mothy he was a bit inclined to get his own way and...well...all right, mummy and daddy would never say it but he was a bit spoilt.
MY TOY MY TOY MY TOY MY TOY
( The crack doesn't end here. )
puckling, for helping me to realize that Colin did in fact remind me of Godzilla in my last post, and that of course if Colin was Godzilla then Bradley MUST be Mothra.And then I made a picturespam of it.
Because I am insane.
________________________________________
When Bradley was hatched his mummy and daddy had some trouble keeping his high spirits in check. As a wee baby mothy he was a bit inclined to get his own way and...well...all right, mummy and daddy would never say it but he was a bit spoilt.
MY TOY MY TOY MY TOY MY TOY
( The crack doesn't end here. )
Happy, Day 4
Apr. 9th, 2009 10:10 pm1. I got a 93 on my Modern America paper. This might not sound like much, but that professor is a very, very difficult grader and I didn't feel like my paper was as coherent as it could have been. We were supposed to write a review on a movie about any American event, providing an in-depth analysis of the inaccuracies and the writers' motivation for the inaccuracies, i.e. the ridiculous church-burning scene in The Patriot, which never happened and would have been against all codes of military and gentlemanly conduct. Mine was called "How the Japanese Staged an Attack on the American Love Triangle: Pearl Harbor as Entertainment" and I had a great deal of fun mocking everything about Pearl Harbor up to and including my favorite line: "Y'all, I think World War II just started!"
2. Colin Morgan wants to eat your face. NOM.
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2. Colin Morgan wants to eat your face. NOM.
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yourmanuscript Day Three of the Happy Meme:
1. Right this second my happiness is that I am eating the best cashew chicken I've ever had, drinking a verboten Mountain Dew (I'm not supposed to drink soda because a.) it's bad for you and b.) I have barely any enamel on my teeth and can hear every dentist I've ever had screeching with every sip) and listening to Mr. Boyfriend snore on the couch in front of The Andy Griffith Show. Mr. Boyfriend is just the bee's knees.
2. I just got back from a reading with Michelle Wildgen, who wrote You're Not You and is the editor of Tin House, and I am simultaneously happy that I went and glad that it's over. I really enjoyed You're Not You, and she's got an extremely calm, elegant writing style that doesn't ever dip into preciousness, so it was lovely to hear her read from the book that's coming out in the fall, But Not for Long. At the same time, these readings are always somewhat awkward. The only one I've been to so far that wasn't awkward in the slightest was Lynda Barry's reading two weeks ago. She was fanTAStic and I can't wait to see her again at ComicCon. Previous to that, Marge Piercy was, disappointingly, both boring and rude, and the first author was someone I know and am not very fond of. In two weeks it'll be Ian Frazier, and then we're done for the semester.
3. Hardly any homework tonight, which means more time for writing!
Also: if you haven't gone to see this post, you should go do it now. There are some delicious theatre photos of Colin Morgan that I'd never seen before. Plus, THE COMMENTS OMG. I keep swearing tohija_paloma that I have, like, limits and things. Like first there was no RPF. Then there was no RPS. Then it was all right, FINE, no public RPS. Then I was like SELF, WE HAVE TO HAVE LIMITS HERE, no public discussions of ACTUAL naked Colin Morgan, okay? And now here I am encouraging discussion of naked Colin Morgan. Please. Read. Discuss. Watch my limits expand and expand and eventually disappear.
1. Right this second my happiness is that I am eating the best cashew chicken I've ever had, drinking a verboten Mountain Dew (I'm not supposed to drink soda because a.) it's bad for you and b.) I have barely any enamel on my teeth and can hear every dentist I've ever had screeching with every sip) and listening to Mr. Boyfriend snore on the couch in front of The Andy Griffith Show. Mr. Boyfriend is just the bee's knees.
2. I just got back from a reading with Michelle Wildgen, who wrote You're Not You and is the editor of Tin House, and I am simultaneously happy that I went and glad that it's over. I really enjoyed You're Not You, and she's got an extremely calm, elegant writing style that doesn't ever dip into preciousness, so it was lovely to hear her read from the book that's coming out in the fall, But Not for Long. At the same time, these readings are always somewhat awkward. The only one I've been to so far that wasn't awkward in the slightest was Lynda Barry's reading two weeks ago. She was fanTAStic and I can't wait to see her again at ComicCon. Previous to that, Marge Piercy was, disappointingly, both boring and rude, and the first author was someone I know and am not very fond of. In two weeks it'll be Ian Frazier, and then we're done for the semester.
3. Hardly any homework tonight, which means more time for writing!
Also: if you haven't gone to see this post, you should go do it now. There are some delicious theatre photos of Colin Morgan that I'd never seen before. Plus, THE COMMENTS OMG. I keep swearing to
hija_paloma that I have, like, limits and things. Like first there was no RPF. Then there was no RPS. Then it was all right, FINE, no public RPS. Then I was like SELF, WE HAVE TO HAVE LIMITS HERE, no public discussions of ACTUAL naked Colin Morgan, okay? And now here I am encouraging discussion of naked Colin Morgan. Please. Read. Discuss. Watch my limits expand and expand and eventually disappear.Title: A Mashed Potato Day (a Be Resigned Snippet)
Author:franticsga
Warnings: none
Notes: This is the second day of the email conversations. The first one is here and they both take place during this chapter.
Description: I was thinking that after a day like today you'd need something better than soup.
( Email conversations, Day Two )
Author:
franticsga Warnings: none
Notes: This is the second day of the email conversations. The first one is here and they both take place during this chapter.
Description: I was thinking that after a day like today you'd need something better than soup.
( Email conversations, Day Two )
Go Go Green Mountain State!
Apr. 7th, 2009 10:39 pmHappy things, Day Two:
Vermont! I was tellingameranth the other day that I truly believe that within the next twenty years, all the states will have fallen in with legalizing gay marriage (I gave Arkansas a VERY steep curve).
In my Modern History class not so long ago we were discussing how, in the late 19th century, the People's Party tried to pass the following legislation:
All of these things failed miserably in the 1892 election. By the 1920 election all of them had come to pass, as well as numerous pro-labor laws. Teddy Roosevelt had even introduced government regulation to mediate the coal workers' strikes, whereas McKinley & Co. flat-out ignored them less than five years earlier.
Why? The people who were children and teenagers in the late 1800s came of age and were able to vote. They were the poverty-stricken children of immigrants and single mothers who rose to middle-class and remembered their parents' suffering. There was a vast culture lag between the old farts in Washington DC who couldn't understand why people couldn't just leave Andrew Carnegie alone to make his buckets of money and the new politicians who recognized that Big Business was corrupting the system and oppressing its workers.
That is, I think, what is happening here. The new politicians have grown up, so to speak, with gay rights issues in front of them. The people who were children in the 1970s and '80s and even the early '90s are voting now, and we have always lived in a time where homosexuality was publicly recognized. Because this is a civil rights issue, we're going to falter quite often and sometimes we might think things are even moving backward, but they aren't. I don't think this will be the last of the states even this year to legalize gay marriage. To paraphrase Senator Gronstal, you've already lost, you homophobic assholes (he didn't say that last part, but I strongly feel that he was thinking it).**
**- thanks tohija_paloma for the link.
Vermont! I was telling
ameranth the other day that I truly believe that within the next twenty years, all the states will have fallen in with legalizing gay marriage (I gave Arkansas a VERY steep curve). In my Modern History class not so long ago we were discussing how, in the late 19th century, the People's Party tried to pass the following legislation:
- voting by secret ballot
- direct, popular election of senators
- government regulation of banking system
- graduated income tax
- women's suffrage
All of these things failed miserably in the 1892 election. By the 1920 election all of them had come to pass, as well as numerous pro-labor laws. Teddy Roosevelt had even introduced government regulation to mediate the coal workers' strikes, whereas McKinley & Co. flat-out ignored them less than five years earlier.
Why? The people who were children and teenagers in the late 1800s came of age and were able to vote. They were the poverty-stricken children of immigrants and single mothers who rose to middle-class and remembered their parents' suffering. There was a vast culture lag between the old farts in Washington DC who couldn't understand why people couldn't just leave Andrew Carnegie alone to make his buckets of money and the new politicians who recognized that Big Business was corrupting the system and oppressing its workers.
That is, I think, what is happening here. The new politicians have grown up, so to speak, with gay rights issues in front of them. The people who were children in the 1970s and '80s and even the early '90s are voting now, and we have always lived in a time where homosexuality was publicly recognized. Because this is a civil rights issue, we're going to falter quite often and sometimes we might think things are even moving backward, but they aren't. I don't think this will be the last of the states even this year to legalize gay marriage. To paraphrase Senator Gronstal, you've already lost, you homophobic assholes (he didn't say that last part, but I strongly feel that he was thinking it).**
**- thanks to
hija_paloma for the link.Mlles dogeared and merrilily tagged me for the Happy Meme, and I think I will try it out. This is a good thing because I am quite a grumpypants and need some reminding that I'm a lucky bean and should stop whining. SO:
1. Post about something that made you happy today, even if it's just a small thing.
2. Do this every day for eight days.
3. Tag eight of your friends to do the same.
I'll tell you what brought me great joy today: The MAFAs! I peeked in just to see who had won and discovered to my delight that I was one of them! Thank you so much to anybody who liked 'Be Resigned' enough to vote for it! I actually squeaked for joy and called Mr. Boyfriend over so he could see the results.
*squeaks*
Tagging:omglawdork, bibliokat, suaine, nicolasechs, hija_paloma, puckling, kick_flaw, and brightedelweiss.
ETA: This is also making me happy:
The finished playlist for the Merlin/Welcome to Temptation fic. The first seven are Merlin's and the rest are Arthur's. I wasn't going to put anything of Arthur's in the playlist, and then I wrote this snippet:
"What," Arthur drawled, "is with you and '60s girl group empowerment songs?"
Merlin glared at him, realizing for the first time that he did in fact only listen to '60s girl group empowerment songs. He'd always thought it was '60s music in general that did it for him, but no, leave it to Arthur bloody Pendragon to suss out that even his musical taste was in the closet. "I wouldn't expect you to understand," he said acidly, "what with the crap you listen to."
"And what is that crap exactly?" Arthur asked, looking amused. Rather than respond--and reveal that he had no idea what music Arthur actually listened to-- he dug through the CD cases stacked neatly (in alphabetical order, Christ) between their seats. He watched Arthur's face as he casually disorganized Cream and John Coltrane and Jimi Hendrix. Arthur's jaw twitched once, but he didn't say anything. So polite, Merlin thought with a smirk.
"Ha. Oh, god. Of course you're a Fleetwood Mac fan."
"So would you be if you had any sense." Arthur snatched the case from him, opened it, and stuck Rumours in the CD player, cutting off Lesley Gore as she explained that Arthur did not own her and she was not just one of his many toys.
And although he never listened to anything recorded after 1970, Merlin leaned his head against the car window and smiled. "Second Hand News" just might be his new favorite song.
dogeared and merrilily tagged me for the Happy Meme, and I think I will try it out. This is a good thing because I am quite a grumpypants and need some reminding that I'm a lucky bean and should stop whining. SO:1. Post about something that made you happy today, even if it's just a small thing.
2. Do this every day for eight days.
3. Tag eight of your friends to do the same.
I'll tell you what brought me great joy today: The MAFAs! I peeked in just to see who had won and discovered to my delight that I was one of them! Thank you so much to anybody who liked 'Be Resigned' enough to vote for it! I actually squeaked for joy and called Mr. Boyfriend over so he could see the results.
*squeaks*
Tagging:
omglawdork, bibliokat, suaine, nicolasechs, hija_paloma, puckling, kick_flaw, and brightedelweiss.ETA: This is also making me happy:
The finished playlist for the Merlin/Welcome to Temptation fic. The first seven are Merlin's and the rest are Arthur's. I wasn't going to put anything of Arthur's in the playlist, and then I wrote this snippet:
"What," Arthur drawled, "is with you and '60s girl group empowerment songs?"
Merlin glared at him, realizing for the first time that he did in fact only listen to '60s girl group empowerment songs. He'd always thought it was '60s music in general that did it for him, but no, leave it to Arthur bloody Pendragon to suss out that even his musical taste was in the closet. "I wouldn't expect you to understand," he said acidly, "what with the crap you listen to."
"And what is that crap exactly?" Arthur asked, looking amused. Rather than respond--and reveal that he had no idea what music Arthur actually listened to-- he dug through the CD cases stacked neatly (in alphabetical order, Christ) between their seats. He watched Arthur's face as he casually disorganized Cream and John Coltrane and Jimi Hendrix. Arthur's jaw twitched once, but he didn't say anything. So polite, Merlin thought with a smirk.
"Ha. Oh, god. Of course you're a Fleetwood Mac fan."
"So would you be if you had any sense." Arthur snatched the case from him, opened it, and stuck Rumours in the CD player, cutting off Lesley Gore as she explained that Arthur did not own her and she was not just one of his many toys.
And although he never listened to anything recorded after 1970, Merlin leaned his head against the car window and smiled. "Second Hand News" just might be his new favorite song.
Okay, I am obviously insane. I've just finished one AU and am addicted to them or something because I'm totally starting another. Yeah, I know. I haven't even answered the comments on the last one, let ALONE finished 'Be Resigned' because I am a giant loserface, and here I am starting up another AU. I am at least going to try to finish 'Be Resigned' before I get too wrapped up in it.
So here's the idea: A blend with Welcome to Temptation, by Jennifer Crusie.
Description:
Cast:
Merlin as Sophie Dempsey
Arthur as Phineas Tucker
Morgana as Amy Dempsey
Gwen as Rachel Garvey
Sophia as Clea Whipple
Gaius as Ed Yarnell
Up in the air: Dillie Tucker, Davy Dempsey, the porn studio exec (can't remember his name but this spot will probably be filled by Lancelot), Stephen and Virginia Garvey, Frank and Georgia Lutz, Rob Lutz, Lassie the dog.
This is going to be complete crack. My head hurts already.
So here's the idea: A blend with Welcome to Temptation, by Jennifer Crusie.
Description:
All Sophie Dempsey wants to do is help her sister make a video of a washed-up actress and get out of town before they get into trouble. The daughter of generations of con men, Sophie's trying to walk the straight and narrow, but it's, well, difficult.
All Mayor Phineas Tucker wants to do is run Temptation with as little fuss as possible and win his upcoming election without cutting into the time he needs for his real passion: playing pool. The son of generations of mayors, Phin's trying to be an upstanding citizen, but it's, well, boring.
It only takes one look before Sophie knows that Phin's the kind of boy her mother used to warn her about-- a fast-talking town boy-- and Phin knows she's the kind of woman his father told him to stay away from-- the devil's candy.
And in no time at all, boredom is the least of their difficulties. Gossip, adultery, and blackmail; pornography, politics, and murder; vehicular abuse of a corpse and slightly perverse but really excellent sex: all hell is breaking loose in Temptation, Ohio, while Sophie and Phin fall deeper and deeper in trouble… and in love.
Cast:
Merlin as Sophie Dempsey
Arthur as Phineas Tucker
Morgana as Amy Dempsey
Gwen as Rachel Garvey
Sophia as Clea Whipple
Gaius as Ed Yarnell
Up in the air: Dillie Tucker, Davy Dempsey, the porn studio exec (can't remember his name but this spot will probably be filled by Lancelot), Stephen and Virginia Garvey, Frank and Georgia Lutz, Rob Lutz, Lassie the dog.
This is going to be complete crack. My head hurts already.
It's Mr. Colin Morgan.
Apr. 4th, 2009 11:36 am
Hello Colin Morgan! I hadn't realized how little I've seen in the way of new pictures or information until the lovely Sea Change Facebook group posted only one wee picture today. Why can't the Merlin crew be like every other TV crew and release a billion backstage pictures? I'm jonesing for some Colin Morgan and Bradley James doing silly things.
I've been away from livejournal this week and am glad to be back. Too many French projects make Melissa a grumpy lady.
Recs and Such.
Mar. 31st, 2009 05:59 pmFics You Should Go Read Right Now, Or If You Must Delay Reading, At Least Do It Before Bedtime
* Grave Mistake, bykick_flaw. Gaius sends Merlin off to retrieve some fungus from the tombs, and Merlin comes back with an invisible friend. Totally hilarious, and also HOT HOT HOT sex. Bonus soft-hearted Uther (well, soft-hearted by Uther's standards).
Okay, I'm going to break my usual recommendation rule, which is that I won't recommend fics that I think everybody's probably already read. Like, honestly, is there anybody who doesn't know what Drastically Redefining Protocol is? If you don't, well, I'm probably not the best place to go if you're new to the fandom. Anyway, I have to break the rule because
* The Truth is a Whisper, byseperis, has the sexiest characterization of Arthur that I've seen yet. It takes Merlin a while to figure out why nobody in the kingdom has ever gossiped about who Arthur has slept with, and when the situation is remedied it is absolutely hot like burning.
* Keeper, bysuaine. An Arthur-finds-out fic that I love. My favorite line: "Arthur," he should say, "I have enormous magical power and I lay it at your feet." Because that's what I love best about Merlin: he's hugely powerful and he already knows it, and yet he's decided all that power is for Arthur and Arthur alone.
PS- Check outthisissirius's Million and One Reasons to Love Colin and Bradley. There can never be enough picture evidence of their adorableness.
* Grave Mistake, by
kick_flaw. Gaius sends Merlin off to retrieve some fungus from the tombs, and Merlin comes back with an invisible friend. Totally hilarious, and also HOT HOT HOT sex. Bonus soft-hearted Uther (well, soft-hearted by Uther's standards).Okay, I'm going to break my usual recommendation rule, which is that I won't recommend fics that I think everybody's probably already read. Like, honestly, is there anybody who doesn't know what Drastically Redefining Protocol is? If you don't, well, I'm probably not the best place to go if you're new to the fandom. Anyway, I have to break the rule because
* The Truth is a Whisper, by
seperis, has the sexiest characterization of Arthur that I've seen yet. It takes Merlin a while to figure out why nobody in the kingdom has ever gossiped about who Arthur has slept with, and when the situation is remedied it is absolutely hot like burning.* Keeper, by
suaine. An Arthur-finds-out fic that I love. My favorite line: "Arthur," he should say, "I have enormous magical power and I lay it at your feet." Because that's what I love best about Merlin: he's hugely powerful and he already knows it, and yet he's decided all that power is for Arthur and Arthur alone. PS- Check out
thisissirius's Million and One Reasons to Love Colin and Bradley. There can never be enough picture evidence of their adorableness.
