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If you don't send me feedback, I will sob uncontrollably for hours on end, until finally, in a fit of depression, I slash my wrists and bleed out on the bathroom floor. My death will be on your heads. Murderers.
--unknown, BTS list
That's why he goes bad, you know -- all the good people hit him on the head or try to shoot him and constantly mistrust him, while there's this vast cohort of minions saying, "We wouldn't hurt you, Lex, and we'll give you power and greatness and oh so much sex..."
Wow. That was scary. Lex is like Jesus in the desert.
--pricklyelf on why Lex goes bad
Obi-Wan has a sort of desperate, pathetic patience in this movie. You can just see it in his eyes: "My padawan is a psychopath, and no one will believe me; I'm barely keeping him under control and expect to wake up any night now to find him standing over my bed with a knife!"
--Teague reviewing "Star Wars: Attack of the Clones
"Welcome to ClarkLex. This is the list for people who watch Smallville mainly 'cause it's gay as a picnic basket. Yes, Smallville, starring Clark "Gayer than a leather pinata" Kent and Lex "Gay as Christmas at Bloomingdale's" Luthor, as two gay homosexuals who love each other, and did we mention they're gay?"
--Livia regarding some unusually dense posts on ClarkLex list
Beth: god, why do i have so many beads?
Jenn: Because you are an addict.
Jenn: There are twelve step programs for this.
Beth: i dunno they'd work, might have to go straight for the electroshock.
Jenn: I'm not sure that helps with bead addiction.
Beth: i was thinking more to demagnitize my credit card.
--AIM, 12/24/2003
I could rape a goat and it will DIE PRETTIER than they write.
--AIM, anonymous, 2/17/2004
In medical billing there is a diagnosis code for someone who commits suicide by sea anenemoe.
--AIM, silverkyst, 3/25/2004
Anonymous: sorry. i just wanted to tell you how much i liked you. i'd like to take this to a higher level if you're willing
Eleveninches: By higher level I hope you mean email.
--LJ, 4/2/2004
I'm just waiting for Brian to don a pretty lacey pink bra and panties and go skipping along Liberty Avenue singing I Feel Pretty.
--LJ, joesther, 5/17/2004
silverkyst: I need to not be taking molecular gentics.
silverkyst: though, as a sidenote, I did learn how to eviscerate a fruit fly larvae by pulling it's mouth out by it's mouthparts today.
silverkyst: I'm just nowhere near competent in the subject material to be taking it.
Jenn: I'd like to thank you for that image.
--AIM, 1/25/2005
You know, if obi-wan had just disciplined the boy *properly* we wouldn't be having these problems. Can't you just see yoda? "Take him in hand, you must. The true Force, you must show him."
--LJ, Issaro, on spanking Anakin in his formative years, 3/15/2005
Aside from the fact that one person should never go near another with a penis, a bottle of body wash, and a hopeful expression...
--LJ, Summerfling, on shower sex, 7/22/2005
It's wierd, after you get used to the affection you get from a rabbit, it's like any other BDSM relationship. Only without the sex and hot chicks in leather corsets wielding floggers. You'll grow to like it.
--LJ, revelininsanity, on my relationship with my rabbit, 2/7/2006
Smudged upon the near horizon, lapine shadows in the mist. Like a doomsday vision from Watership Down, the bunny intervention approaches.
--LJ, cpt_untouchable, on my addition of The Fourth Bunny, 4/13/2006
Rule 3. Chemistry is kind of like bondage. Some people like it, some people like reading about or watching other people doing it, and a large number of people's reaction to actually doing the serious stuff is to recoil in horror.
--LJ, deadlychameleon, on class, 9/1/2007
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Tuesday, 13 May 11:59 pm
rec - a mother's love by liketheriver
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Tuesday, 13 May 10:32 pm
an enchanted evening
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Every once in a while, I get hit with a violent desire to post something incredibly rude. Maybe in a rec post. It would be something like this:
Are you kidding? You are kidding. You have to be drunk and also kidding. Oh my God, do you want to turn her off slash forever? And turn her off reading? Or LIVING? STOP THAT. DO NOT REC THAT. THAT IS WRONG. STOP. EYES. SPORK. HELP.
Then I remember that would be wrong. It hits me every so often. And I mourn. Mourn for that lost person. Godspeed, fanperson. Godspeed.
The Mindfuck Picture
Leld found a freaking dalek. This relates to the mindfuck picture of Lenny Kravitz, random skeletons, and women's heads. It's a Dalek. I can see it's tiny plungerdeathray and it's body and its head.
This thing is totally secret picture, isn't it? Wow.
current mood:  bouncy
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Tuesday, 13 May 1:28 pm
success! and by that, I mean, totally making stuff up
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Tuesday, 13 May 11:08 am
mindfuck macros
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Monday, 12 May 11:14 am
how does that work anyway?
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In between marveling at the going rate of purebred dogs ($9000? Are you kidding?), I discovered that my mother, sisters, grandmother, great aunt, and sister's mother in law and sister's MIL's girlfriend and possibly her family are planning a garage sale in our yard in about a month. And possibly a friend of mine. No, the yard is not that big. No, I have no idea how this is going to work. I mean, from what I've seen? This is a lot of stuff. But OTOH, the existence of spandex does prove that a great deal can in fact be fit into a small, small space.
Normally, this would lead to a fit of horror and discovering an important meeting in a mall somewhere, since nothing disturbs me quite as much as one on one customer service (both the giving and receiving). This is because I once worked retail and quickly realized this was not my true calling. It's also because I'll be required to help.
However, that wasn't my first reaction. My first reaction was office supplies. Colored pens and index cards and separately colored prices to show who has what, but then it hit me--oh, it hit me. After counting up the participants, I realized that this would be a fantastic reason to buy a bar code scanner to keep track of an items' original owner when it is purchased! Would this not be awesome?
I also had a fairly long fantasy of how I'd develop a multipage Excel spreadsheet to track going price and final price per item as well as what sold fastest and what sold the slowest. Last night, I started looking at the extra space on my domain and pondering the fact that I could totally write something up to use to keep track of money and items in HTML and work on uploading all scans to give everyone a complete list of a.) what was sold b.) what the price was and c.) who originally owned it. My favorite part was going to be the happy days I spent barcoding everything and then putting it into categories (toys, shoes, clothes, get-rid-of-this-at-any-cost, candles, books, wtf-people-would-buy-this, etc).
For reasons beyond my understanding, they totally nixed the bar code scanner idea, and I really want this.
True fact about my mother (and family): in all the years she has known me, she has yet to pick up one sure thing. I will participate in eight hours of something I hate if I get one hour of something I really, really love. If I get to bar code everything, I will totally sit there all day and gleefully work the yard selling stuff because that means I get to play with the scanner! And between times, I will get to make obscure bar graphs tracking absolutely pointless information regarding what was sold that is not only useless but that no one but me will ever a.) care about or b.) even know exists. I just--how is this not obvious? I even showed her my obsessive del.icio.us tagging to try and illustrate how important this is for my mental health and happiness. No go.
I was also forbidden to run out and buy one myself, which is just salt in the wound.
People confuse me. It is a bar code scanner! It's like taking away my new pony. Before I even got it.
current mood: bored
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Sunday, 11 May 4:01 pm
it's called rambling for a reason
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So, I still don't have a pony.
Communities
However, ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) fandom_manners maintained by ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) tygress has been born, which honestly? Better than a pony.
From community:
Darlings! Welcome to Dear Ms. Fandom Manners! I am your hostess, and I'm delighted to see you here. Come in, have a cuppa, and sit back!
Now, admittedly, it's looking a little bare around here, but dearheart, I'm just getting started, after all! That's where you come in, my darlings! See, there just isn't a Ms. Fandom Manners if you don't write to me, now is there? I need letters, I crave letters, I eagerly and desperately desire letters from you, my dearest readers!
Submissions are now open! Don't forget to check out the guidelines and the community rules. Membership to the community is of course, open to one and all, but only those with permission can post! I'm so excited about getting to read your letters and picking out a choice few for next Friday! That's right, darlings, Friday!
Now, don't disappoint me! Ms. Fandom Manners is of course wickedly funny and brilliant at least some of the time, but she is depending on YOU to supply her with an endless stream of amusement to share with the masses, and I'm afraid I'm going to be terribly cranky if you let me down, dearhearts!
I have a pack of rabid plot bunnies, darlings, and I know how to use them!
MUST. ENJOY. FAQ and Submission Rules are up and running. Run along and ask deep fannish questions. My glee? Legendary.
Also, new to me:
overheardfanfic maintained by derryderrydown, which is the apex of awesome and why, why, why did I not know about this? It hurts me. A lot.
From userinfo:
About: For posting lines from fanfic that make you beam with delight. (It can be beaming because the line's funny; beaming because the line perfectly captures a character; or even beaming because you're a sadistic bastard who really loves a good torture description.)
I could almost die happy.
And also, not new at all, but a reminder:
overheardfandom maintained by slodwick, for all our fannish conversational funny.
From userinfo:
In case you missed the name, all quotes should be about fandom. It doesn't matter what fandom it is -- bandslash is as good as Gossip Girl is as good as Stargate. But posts about someone's cat or homework assignment, while undoubtedly entertaining, are not allowed here.
This isn't--quite--a passive-aggressive way of saying "entertain me now, bitches", because obviously I would never call anyone who knows where I live bitches and that's a lot of you (I bruise easily, you see). I am just saying, I had to reread the Horsewife Saga last night (and you know, it's weird; it's just as horrifying on re-read as the first time. It never really--gets numb, you know?). svmadelyn and I were looking at porn fanfic on asstr and nifty. I mean, you can really go no lower when you click on the Simpson's folder link without a healthy sense of irony.
(I am pleased to note: fangirls at large do it better. Could be because our idea of foreplay is not scat related, but mostly I think it's that crazy thing I like to call appropriate word usage. Sometimes, no matter how clever it may seem? That metaphor should not exist. No, really.)
In short: I'm doing homework and vaguely hostile towards existence, and I had no idea that I actually sekritly shipped Jack/Daniel until I started writing Jack/John ( I have a goal of getting John laid by as many characters in fandom as possible; this is called "when fangirls and crossovers get drunk") and felt bad for Daniel. The more you know, huh?
current mood: awake
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Saturday, 10 May 5:27 pm
dogs dogs dogs
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One of the first rules I learned on the internetz is that if there is not a price on an item for sale, there's a pretty good chance I can't afford it. This seems triply true for dogs.
...considering what they are listing the price as, that is. I--I understand, on some level, that the AKC etc dogs are an expensive enterprise. That does not change the fact that pet-quality starting in the three thousands is disturbing. Show quality was call only--dear God.
Anyway.
My mother has wanted a Maltese forever. And I do mean that. And for the last three years, I have determined, yes, I will get her a Maltese. This is especially powerful during Mother's Day and her birthday. And I have yet to find one that does not require a mortgage or a blood oath or I'm not vaguely worried about health by the misspellings in the ads.
(Also, breeders cannot design websites. I mean, wow. Law of averages says I should find one that can. I have yet to hit a private breeder who did not believe more is better and that was painfully true for colors and fonts. I keep fighting the urge to email with a "If you will sell me a puppy for less than a kidney, I will redo this for you so it will not offend my eyes, my ears, and your text will be readable. And also help you with that background color problem. As it is hideous. And I will update it for you regularly, because you hurt my aesthetics. A lot.
...seriously. Gah. *stares at websites*
current mood: bored
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Friday, 9 May 6:37 pm
fannish netiquette
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Fannish Netiquette:
Sidebar--what wouldn't I give for a Miss Manners of fandom. I mean, for reference and also for hysteria. Can you see the questions that come in?
Dear Miss Fanmanners,
My cowriter and I have had an artistic difference in our latest wip. She says lube is optional and I said lube is necessary. We referenced minotaur and still can't agree! What do I do?
--Sleepless in SGA
Anyway. What's the etiquette on dead(or comatose) challenges? Let's say a hundred years ago someone did this awesome challenge. Do you appropriate with credit or try to track them down and ask if they are still in some kind of fandom-related activity? I'm mostly thinking of Kate Bolin's(?) Dead Letters and the ASCEML Getting to Know You. No, I don't actually want to organize them myself (though I would, seriously; Dead Letters are deeply awesome and I loved those). I kind of wish both had taken off as genres like the Five Things, to be honest. There is always a population for Dead Letters.
current mood: chipper
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Friday, 9 May 1:30 pm
i'm avoiding my actual work
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A few days ago, whilst reading poisontaster's meta, Why Is There Not More Shunning, I hit a comment that I'm still thinking about. And not even due to Care Bear trauma for distraction.
vee_fic wrote here (partial quote):
On the other hand, I tend to agree with cryptoxin describing the JournalFen cluster of comms as the "rogue judiciary" -- especially now that UnfunnyBusiness is up. You show up on F_W, it's because you acted wanky; you may know what is silly behavior by what shows up on F_W. You show up on UFB, it's because you acted in a way that makes rage; you may know the borders of fandom's anger by reading that comm. The existence of the two places -- and the distinction between them -- are educations in the (changing) parameters of acceptable behavior within fandom.
One, I'd like to find the post that cryptoxin discusses this in, because wow, that is kind of the nutshell of what I haven't been able to articulate.
I kinda agree. I know Unfunny Business isn't one of the direct wank offspring as stated: more the unacknowledged bastard hate child of OTF by way of Deep Thoughts during a drunken one night stand, but it *does* have the same feeling. In retrospect, I'm also surprised it didn't pop up a lot sooner; the borderlands between snark at pretentious and anger at stupidity can be narrow and crossed easily most of the time, and I think a lot of people go both ways when we get hit with something and we'd like to indulge both. Miss Scribe (bad_penny comm) was funny as hell, but it was also, for those intimately involved, hideously painful either in present or in the past.
Examples: OSBP was enraging and also hilarious by turns depending on what time of day it was, because you couldn't help staring at the arguments and wondering if some of them really were aware what they were saying*. The SPN stealth-comm takeover arrangements leading back to a history of comm-coups in SPN. SVA Vs JKR in all it's weird glory.
Usually, I can get the general tenor how fandom is thinking if I hit Fandom Wank, UFB, Wank Report, and MetaFandom by turns and not just on the fandom-eating issues. Sure, every once in a while, like OSBP, something hits us out of nowhere, but also, I'm not really sure it does. I'd bet money if you traced metafandom over six months, you could work out a fairly good predictive model for blow up probability. Whether it goes all-fandom wide or not is trickier**.
It becomes trickier when I think of dogpile versus shun and why we wince when we see it or do it, and I'm not entirely sure it's Cult of the Nice or Geek Fallacy or even World of Women that's the base theory behind it. I think it's the same reason Miss Scribe lasted so long, why some fanpeople can get away with a *lot* of shitty behavior, and why most of us won't and don't even consider doing a reveal of someone we know who screwed us over outside filter and likely do it only over AIM to loyal parties only. Sometimes, I think no one wants to start a war and find it turned on them. It's a lot safer to wait for critical mass to get hit and have a comm pick it up.
Pretty sure I had a point here. When you find it, that is totally what this entry was about. Not rambling at all.
* - for the rest of my life, I will never understand how the OP could talk about the shy, insecure women who tentatively asked for breast-enpowerment through groping and not realize how fucking creepy that was. I don't think any phrase ever skeeved me as badly as that one in how it was both worded and that it existed at all. And there is no way that could have been worded by anyone that it wouldn't have set off every alarm I have installed, both pre-installed and society-created models.
** - I've often wondered if the explosion in OSBP is related to the Mary Jane debacle that some of us walked out of feeling vaguely shell-shocked and nauseated by turns. At least for me, seeing the same reworded statement in defense of the former that were posted in the latter under anonymous (and those charming flames, fun) was enlightening. I don't often go from zero to DIAF that fast.
current mood: pensive
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Friday, 9 May 10:06 am
vaguely in the azure spectrum
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It's not blues per se so much as the end of writingfarr (I am totally appropriating vidder words), which technically I know is a good thing, since it's very very exhausting to feel like you were secretly given amphetamines and all your dreams end up having subplots when you couldn't even prove before they had plots.
..subplots. Seriously, brain. Not a good show.
But technically means I am no longer high on my own lack of sleep and an endorphin hit, nor is there cackling, nor can I taunt amireal, nor can I any longer blow off the question of plausibility.
I hate this question. I hate it the way that dryers love socks. Destructively and with hysterical denial. Because honestly--to write something, you have to tell plausibility to fuck itself. And not just real life plausibility, either. Fictional plausibility. Because books can be a lot less believable than real life the more they reflect it.
I mean, I don't care--I have Teyla and a Care Bear making out in my livejournal right now, plausible is not even in my zip code--but I also think there's a lot to be said for a story that embraces its own unrelenting earnestness. It is funny to read stories that have impossible/cliched/etc plotlines, and the characters share the writer's (and reader's) disbelief and self-aware mockery and still go through it. Sometimes, though, it feels like cheating, like being able to have your cake and eat it too.
...okay, wait. I'm talking about crack now, aren't I?
Someone in my lj was mulling the range of SGA fic (we come in peace; we are a happy fic people; we like porn; unfortunately, we write about porn with my childhood. let's not speak of this again. I hate you all). I wasn't sure at the time, but thinking on it, I wonder if our range of fic type and genre has been shifted to the lighter side due to the fact we tend to strip out the risk of other people thinking we are taking something other people might think is stupid to take seriously. We use the word 'crack'.
Parse that one. Er, really. I'm not sure what I just said. But I mostly know what I mean. I'm thinking about the fact that when I posted Story of a Girl, actually, the thing I worried about most was someone would say I was writing a genderswitch wrong (which, as it turns out, I was, go figure), writing the character wrong, writing the cliche wrong, writing a woman wrong. I never used crack in the posts it was made it, but I did before, because that was a risk I wasn't ready to take. Sure, I'll write it, but I won't claim it, and that's problematic. And not a little hideously uncomfortable. It was a risk I didn't quite want to take. And I'm not even sure who I was so afraid of.
You see why I am azure. I could be writing obscure Bourne porn right now.
current mood: apathetic
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Friday, 9 May 12:16 am
it's too late to try to think through this
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Okay, found it!
That Ain't White by Matt Ray (American Sexuality Magazine), link found here in an entry by sinsense whilst lj hopping. It covers the etymology and histroy of the term "white trash" which, I'll be honest, I had no idea was actually pre-Civil War (for some reason, I was convinced it was Reconstruction, but I have no idea where I got that idea. Out of My Ass Encyclopedia probably).
The article covers the origins of the word and an interesting link with eugenics and the legalization of sterilization back in the twenties as well as current usage and misusage. The classism connotations I'm intimately familiar with, but the racial, as discussed in sinsense's lj, make an interesting addition.
current mood: awake
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Thursday, 8 May 10:39 pm
a lot to do and so much time to finish
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To avoid my imminent meltdown in which I'm fairly sure amireal is going to a place with Care Bear!Rodney and John Sheppard that my sanity cannot accept, let me tell you of my day.
School Part I: The Affair of the Camp Thing
See, there's this thing called "camping".
For those of you, like me, who hear the word and think "You mean a resort with only dial-up?", wow, no. Okay, insane, but--people go out into the woods and stay there. Seriously! So you can imagine my bewilderment when Child brought home a list of supplies required for this "camping" thing. There's no internet. And sit down--no TV. I'm flummoxed.
Sleeping Bag -- not just for parties! Who knew?
Flashlight -- for more than searching under the bed for that RAM you lost.
Towels -- ...woods don't have towels?
Fishing Pole -- apparently, you buy a metal stick that is--okay, just bear with me--has some sort of thread on it. To this thread you attach various plastic toys that come with it. No, wait. Then you put the toys in a body of water! And I don't mean a swimming pool. Crazy.
(Apparently this is where food comes from? Did anyone know about this? Is it hygenic? I heard legends of peoples who take their food from the wilderness.)
Then clothes, sheets (sheet? WTF?), pillow, hygiene supplies, a chair (chair!), camera (dispoable), a daypack (for--water and suchlike), water bottle (I see the sense in this, two came with the daypack), duffle bag, and various.
Suffice to say, not much of this was actually on hand; I hadn't gone shopping for Child's summer clothes yet, which means I had to buy them now along with everything else in the universe. And socks, because--well, the sock god is not kind at our house.
So basically, Target owes me a Christmas Card and a gift certificate or something. God. *blank*
School Part 2: International
( turkey is in our future )
I keep thinking how normal it is for him to have all these extracurricular intellectual activities; he and the other boys in his class have Monday math game meetings at their math teacher's house, which are basically pre-alg tutorials (the girls have it at a female teacher's house). They have afterschool Harmony Players as well (singing!) and festivals and it's just the coolest thing ever.
One of the things that's been--not bothering, but I'm mulling--is the separation of the boys and girls. Not as in, exclusion, but a separate and equal for extra-curricular stuff, not in the classrooms or during school activities. I'm not entirely sure how I feel about it.
I think, from observation and talking with him, I'm feeling positive about it. I like it for a lot of reasons, and I'm comfortable with the fact this is a cultural restriction that Child understands that even though we don't share those restrictions, while going to school and accepting the hospitality of those who do practice it, he needs to observe it and respect it as well.
( pondering girls and boys and the pursuit of excellence )
current mood: accomplished
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Thursday, 8 May 9:06 pm
universe --> ending
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Unclean, unclean unclean and--okay, no. No. This is where my foot goes down. THERE ARE LINES PEOPLE. WE ARE NOT MEANT TO CROSS SOME LINES. MOST OF YOU READ SCI-FI/HORROR/FANTASY. HAVE WE LEARNED NOTHING FROM STEPHEN KING? THERE ARE SOME THINGS MEN (AND FANGIRLS) ARE NEVER MEANT TO KNOW.
We do not write Rodney/Care Bear slash.
Wow. There is Rodney/Care Bear slash.
I need a spork. A SPORK I SAY.
That is all. This has been what will doubtless later be referred to as the "beginning of her decline". Interspersed with "if we had only known at the time" and "such a loss to the world". By which I mean, that had better be there.
ETA: WE DO NOT NEED TO PROVE THAT WHAT DOES NOT KILL YOU MAKES YOU STRONGER.
current mood: blank
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Thursday, 8 May 3:36 pm
in so many ways
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I admit, I feel that fandom has enriched my life in ways that I don't have the necessary control of the thesaurus and its adjectives to properly express. Please insert a word that means awesome, but with the context of super-awesome.
However.
There are days that I think to myself (as one does), that maybe if I'd become a rabid scrapbooker, I wouldn't have a vocabulary now expanded by two words that I never really wanted. Ever.
typefucking
typevoring
I...yeah. Show me your Science Guy slash fanart and I do not pale. I laugh at Goofus/Gallant BDSM. I even get through Care Bear porn. I have seen hell, and it is nifty's ominsexual superhero porn with added kryptonite lactation and I did not cry.
(Yes, it's there. No, really. Kryptonite lactation. I mean--how could you see that coming?)
But I seriously, seriously did not need typevoring. I just didn't.
current mood: blank
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Wednesday, 7 May 10:47 am
required reading - When Living History Becomes "Just History"... by liz_marcs
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Tuesday, 6 May 1:34 pm
meta rec - why is there not more shunning by poisontaster
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While not directly about the last few weeks of stunning lapses of intelligence (IE OSBP, Kristallnacht most recently), this is an interesting conversation about how fans deal with events, people, things that cross our lines (sexism, racism, etc).
Why Is There Not More Shunning? by poisontaster
I'm not going to quote, because I don't want to remove anything from context. There are some interesting conversations and commentary going on in terms of shunning, dogpiling, the whys, the ethics and the various ways all these things intersect.
From a purely intellectual standpoint (for whatever value assigned to my ability to be objective about the behavior of my tribe, so to speak), I find this utterly fascinating. Personally, it feels like reminder, warning, and question all at once. What it's asking, though, I'm not sure yet. I'll get back to you on that.
Short version: read.
current mood: thoughtful
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Sunday, 4 May 10:42 pm
literacy is friendly
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Part A: A Challenge
From devin_chain, a challenge:
I wish for a multi-fandom _Tale of Two Cities/Scarlet Pimpernel_ Fic, Art, Vid, etc. Fest. Any rating. Any fandom. Slash, het, gen... whatever. First time, friendship, romance, h/c, darkfic, humor, etc. Writers pick either of the two works or blend elements of both. They go short as drabbles or long as novels -- series, even. I dream of vids, wallpapers, banners, covers, icons which bring your worlds alive.
Transfer the French Revolution to the Pegasus Galaxy, to Princeton-Plainsboro Hospital, to Hogwarts, to the Impala, to Metropolis, to Los Angeles before the Terminators, to Cardiff, to the Tardis, to Bandom, to your favorite wealthy RPS boys' concerts or trailers or hotels or mansions....
Class warfare. Caste systems. Mistaken identity. Masks. Cross-dressing. Doppelgangers. Doublecrosses. Decadant aristocratic gatherings. Beautiful clothes dragged through streets running with blood. Threat of the guillotine. Knitting. Playing the fop to disappoint those your character loves, and then secretly leading heroic missions. Your hero sacrificing her/his life - or something precious if you loathe deathfic - when no one expects that sort of act from her/him. Offering comfort to another while on the way to execution or loss. Belief a spouse works for the enemy and finding proof s/he does. An unhappy marriage which finds its happy resolution. Whatever other permutation you want.
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*thoughtful*
Part B: Bourne Identity, Bourne Supremacy, novels and movies
Okay, hmm. Finished the first two.
( forestgreen may not read this, spoilers )
current mood: thoughtful
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Saturday, 3 May 5:59 pm
and sometimes it rains toads
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Mea culpa.
This is where I say, I have never been mistaken for a literary snob because if it's written in a language I can read, it's likely I'll read it (my reading Finnish and reading Spanish were always about ten times better than my spoken. Well, not now. Now my reading Finnish is mostly an ability to recognize the case of any verb I see. May not know the verb, but I know with that suffix, the bastard means under the. Sometimes). However, I will admit I have never really seen the attraction of the political thriller, the spy novel, or the mystery. If it wasn't sff, horror, or historical, I just wasn't all that interested.
(There was also the novels of Gor, which one day, God willing, I will talk about how that really should have prepared me more for fandom than it did. Mostly, it was my personal rebellion: I covered it with paper and read about enslaved branded women during class feeling very rebellious when my eighth grade teacher denied me Lord of the Flies on the grounds I was too young. I stole it from the high school library; wow, was that a letdown. Seriously. Still bitter. This was also the year of Flowers in the Attic (and related) and Virginia Henley's purple prose. That I survived is still a mystery.)
(Also, I once had a summer of John Grisham that proved to me I did in fact have a secret masochistic tendency. It was all there was to read. A part of me believes at least a portion of my need to write stems from the fact that I never want to be in a position again where my choices are various terrifying religious texts, re-reading The Seven Towers to the point of being able to recite chapters, or ten John Grisham novels. That was a dark time. A very dark time.)
(We won't even discuss John Saul or Dean Koontz. Those were dark days and directly related to, I think, a secret desire to die. There's really no other justification.)
(I'll stop the parenthesis now.)
The Bourne Identity is surprising me. This is very, very readable and is not bogging down in unnecessary detail. And I have to admit, I am kinda impressed he isn't screwing up his pronouns when one character as yet has no name, is referred to as the patient, and the fact he is doing this is not irritating me at all.
Fine. I was totally unconsciously judgmental. I totally cop to it.
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Saturday, 3 May 12:10 am
sgafic: and that's for remembrance
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Friday, 2 May 5:59 pm
beta help please
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