Title: Koi-iji: Love Glutton
Original Title: こいいじ (Koiiji)
Author: Shimura Takako
Status in Japan: 4 volumes, ongoing
Scanlator: Megchan's Scanlations feat. Migeru
Scanlation Status: Ongoing
More Info: Baka Updates
Summary: 31-year-old Mame has been in love with her childhood friend Souta ever since she can remember. Despite multiple rejections, her love has stayed constant. It's become a habit more than anything, but is it one she'll ever be able to break and get on with her life?
Chapter Summary: Mame is not used to having feelings for someone other than Souta.
Chapter 8: When Harry Met Sally
Pinch Hit #1
Fandom #1: Homicide: Life on the Street
Fandom #2: Nash Bridges (TV)
Fandom #3: Scandal (TV)
Fandom #4: Tekken
Pinch Hit #2
Fandom #1: Rome (TV 2005)
Fandom #2: Turn (TV 2014)
Fandom #3: Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard - Rick Riordan
Fandom #4: (fandom from tagset)
Fandom #1: 19-2 (TV 2014)
Fandom #2: New Blood (TV)
Fandom #3: Holby City
Fandom #4: Alex Verus Series - Benedict Jacka
Q: What can a pregnant woman do if she has Zika?
A: Her doctor will monitor the development of the baby. If it is confirmed to have a major defect, and it is within 24 weeks of conception, abortion is a choice.
That. Is. Well, they said what most people would be thinking, even if it was for a brief moment.
Dragons and Other Metaphors, Akira, Hikaru, Hikago, by esama
Fallen Stars, Hikaru, Sai, Hikago, by esama
( That LJ?DW? meme I've been seeing )
She was ninety-eight, and we're told she went quickly and painlessly, so we're grateful for that. But it's still a shock, and hard for Geoff and his family; although she'd been tired and dizzy lately, she still had most of her faculties, and nobody expected the heart attack. Geoff and others had lunch with her yesterday, but I was at home working through aspects of a Difficult Thing.
She was the magnetic north of her family. If I'm counting correctly, she had four children, fourteen grandchildren, and fifteen great-grandchildren, but I may be forgetting some...
ETA: I just saw that her obituary is up on the funeral home's website: it's actually fifteen grandchildren and twenty great-grandchildren. Wow.
The Americans: I love the show as much as ever, but I won't volunteer to write it this year, because I've ended up as the sole person writing The Americans stories for two years in a row, and I want to try something else. Depending on the prompts and whether I have time enough, I might write a The Americans treat, but for my main assignment, I want another fandom.
Black Sails: Pirates! Someone else will undoubtedly nominate Flint and Silver, and Billy is also popular enough to end up nominated on his own. Ditto Charles Vane, Jack Rackham and Anne Bonny. I'll nominate Madi, Max, Eleanor and Miranda, who aren't shoe-ins. Would be grateful for Mr. Scott, the Queen and Woode Rogers.
Books: I'll nominate the Shardlake mysteries again, not leaving it to accident. Last year someone wrote a beautiful aftermath of Lamentation story; maybe they can be seduced into writing more? Characters: am still hankering after a Guy past or present tale, but other than that, I have only vague ideas. I'd ask for Matthew being Elizabeth's lawyer in the upcoming Thomas Seymor fiasco were it not for the fact that I'm pretty sure Sansom will write that novel if he writes another book, given how Lamentation ends.
*It's a big canvas tote bag printed with pink grapefruit slices and it says "Pucker Up" on the front. I think the actual name of the bag is "Pucker Up, Francis." Whoever Francis is. *hands*
In other news, last night - as I have for much of the summer - I wrestled with the "do I watch something new or do I reread/rewatch something I already know I like" dilemma for a while, and then cued up the first episode of Stranger Things on Netflix, since I've heard so many good things about it, especially since I was 13 in 1983! It is my era! These kids are my people!
I enjoyed it, and I thought they got the ambiance right (and the Spielbergian references, too), though I grew up in Queens, not small-town Indiana. Also it's a little weird to see Winona Ryder in the mom role. But I liked it enough that I will continue, though I thought one episode was good for last night, since it was Sunday, and did require some comfort reading afterwards. Though I'm sure I'll want to talk about it as I watch, I'm not planning to marathon it all at once (maybe one or two episodes a night? depending?), so please don't spoil me!
On this anniversary of Hurricane Katrina, all of Louisiana is reeling from this month’s floods. A third of the state has been declared a disaster area. Here in New Orleans we were spared, but we are opening our hearts, pocketbooks, and homes to our neighbors. It is in this time of crisis that we remember the day that Katrina devastated the Gulf Coast and side-swiped New Orleans, breaching and breaking the levees.
Was Hurricane Katrina a “Natural” Disaster?
- Profits Over People: The Human Cause of the Katrina Disaster
- An Iconic Image of Government Failure: Empty, Flooded School Buses
Racism and Neglect
- Racial Violence in Algiers Point
- African-American Men and Fear of Violence in the Aftermath
- Hurricane Katrina and the Demographics of Death
- The Fate of Prisoners During Hurricane Katrina
Disaster and Discourse
Devastation and Rebuilding
- Slow Recovery on the Gulf Coast (pre-oil spill)
- Population Recovery in New Orleans
- Rebuilding in the Lower 9th Ward (pictured)
In other matters I have an Imzy blog -- feathers from a twistedchick -- no idea what will go there yet, but we'll see. Come say hello?
Ways to Give:
jedilora linked to a fundraiser for Virginia, an artist and storyteller active in the SCA and local Pagan circles, who has been in and out of the hospital for the last week and sick for the month before. Being self-employed, she has no health insurance, and needs to raise cash for her medical bills. You can read more and help out here.
justice_turtle is currently living homeless and, while they have just landed a full-time job, won't be paid until mid-September. They need funds for housing application fees and security deposit, plus extra for bills, gas, and laundry. You can read more here, including where you can paypal money to help out.
rilee16 is still struggling to cover medical expenses after two head injuries last year, and hasn't been cleared to return to work, thus can't earn money to cover basic living costs, let alone the bills they've received. You can read more and help out here.
editrx has been struggling to keep her indy bookstore afloat for this past year, and on top of her troubles there, she's now been the subject of a violent assault by her housemate. She's dealing with mounting medical bills and trauma from the assault and needs a lawyer to ensure her attacker is charged properly and convicted. You can read more and give here, or support Starcat Books by purchasing here.
Support Small Business:
discursivetacenda wanted to get the word out about her Etsy site, where she sells handmade glass and metaphysical crystal jewelery. You can check out the shop here; she's got some really nice pieces up and also does custom orders.
flywithturtles is a 34 year old woman looking for a flatmate in Kristiansand, Norway, preferably near UiA in the 3K-5K nok/month range; she's looking for someone relatively quiet and preferably nerdy, with no preference for gender/sexuality/age; you can get in touch at her tumblr or via greenetno at gmail.com.
And this has been Radio Free Monday! Thank you for your time. You can post items for my attention at the Radio Free Monday submissions form or via email at copperbadge at gmail dot com. If you're not sure how to proceed, here is a little more about what I do and how you can help (or ask for help!). If you're new to fundraising, you may want to check out my guide to fundraising here.
Prompt: "mail-in libations." This is a follow-up to "The City of Cherry Blossoms."
The City of Hungry Trees
A long time ago, a great famine struck the Land That Once Was Two. Just the winter before, two nations had become united when a councilor's son and a general's daughter were wedded to each other. The grapes withered on the vines, however, and the grasses grew wan and weak, and dust blew through the parched fields. People took to gathering the eggs even of wrens and sparrows. Some died eating mushrooms that they didn't recognize. Others sold their smallest children to the flesh-traders so the rest of the family could eat.
One such child was sold from her village before her parents gave her a name. In that part of the country, the tradition was to give healthy children mockery-names like "Long-Nose" or "Clubfoot" until they reached their twelfth birthday, so that evil spirits would think them deformed and pass them by. In this case, however, the parents had simply named her "One-Arm," for she had, indeed, come into the world with one arm.
Her parents had not received much money for her. One-Arm did not dwell on this. She was child enough to miss her parents, but pragmatist enough to realize that she would not be welcomed if she ran back home. She did, however, take advantage of the fact that her shackles were too large--she was small for her age--to escape in the night. After all, the missing hand didn't impede her ability to run. And she guessed, correctly, that the flesh-traders would not look too hard for someone worth so little coin.
She passed through towns and begged for spare rice and water. Few people had anything to offer her. But she sang as she went, and shared what little she had with the magpies that chattered in the streets. What she could not have known is that magpies are notorious gossips, but they are gossips with good hearts. Soon all the birds of the Land That Once Was Two knew of One-Arm, and they, in their turn, began to bring her small berries, or dandelion greens, or sorrel.
The townsfolk muttered that she was a witch, and she fled their torches. But there was one place yet for her to go. One of the cities in the Land That Once Was Two had a curse upon it, and only the poorest and most desperate lived there. Because she had nothing to lose, One-Arm headed there.
So it was that One-Arm came to the dark gates of the City of Hungry Trees. In years past the trees had devoured the city's attackers. For a time, the city's people had poured out offerings of rice wine and honey at their roots, in thanks for their service. But as generations passed, people came to fear that the trees' hunger would grow, and it became more and more difficult to convince anyone to bear the libations, until at last no one fed the trees. In this time of famine, the trees' leaves hung brown and yellow upon the branches, and they showed no sign of flowering.
Here, too, were magpies, and they told One-Arm the old story of the trees. One-Arm looked at the trees and thought of how beautiful they must have been when blossoms crowned them. And she decided to bring an offering of her own.
One-Arm went from door to door in the City of Hungry Trees, and asked for offerings that she might bring them to the withered cherry trees. Some turned her away, and some laughed. But others remembered the old story themselves, and while they dared not brave the trees themselves, they were willing enough to give her honeycomb or dried persimmon or flasks of old sour wine.
It took One-Arm many trips to make her offerings, for she could only carry so much at a time, even with the basket that one particularly thoughtful person had given her. But she persevered, and as she fed the trees, each one straightened, its leaves greening; and each one brightened with pink buds.
She was dismayed, at the end, to discover that she did not have enough to feed the very last tree. The spirit-of-the-tree woke and emerged in the shape of a thin youth. It asked, "Did you bring nothing for me?"
"I did not mean to leave you hungry," One-Arm said. "Eat my name, then, for it is all I have left."
"Keep your name," said the spirit-of-the-tree. "You have borne it well. Your kindness is nourishment enough for me." And the spirit-of-the-tree vanished, but the tree itself was the only one in the city to blossom fully.
2. runthecon is having a quicky, PWP-themed round. Sign-ups close August 31.
3. There's a movie coming out about Barack and Michelle Obama's first date. It's called Southside with You, and the trailer had me grinning. SO CUTE! Such great RPF!!! ♥ I don't generally go out of my way for American biopics, but I love a good romcom, and if the reviews are okay, I'm in line for this one.
I tracked down the trailer after reading this short NPR article about the movie and the general lack of black screen romances (an article which I found via as_others_see_us, which lists media references to fanfic each week).
4. The boy and I are two-thirds of the way through The Get Down. I kind of want Baz Luhrmann to get out of the way of the story sometimes, but it's still great (and wow, SUPER-slashy). Set in the Bronx in 1977. No spoilers, please!
I'm hoping it'll get lots of attention during Yuletide.
5. *waves goodnight*
New playlist! I’ve now got a playlist where I start with a .75 mile run every time. Bold is songs I run to, normal font is songs I walk during.
Fiona Apple - Good Defense
Smash Mouth - Then The Morning ComesTom Lehrer - Werner von BraunWalk the Moon - Anna Sun
Steve Miller Band - Take The Money and RunVan Vuuren Bros - ActivewearWalk The Moon - Shut Up and Dance
Big Boi - Backup Plan * Toren Atkinson - Too High Up HereViva La Vida - Coldplay
The Kinks - Catch Me Now I’m Falling * Tom Lehrer - The Vatican RagThe Killers - Mr Brightside
Bad City - Fight as OneTom Lehrer - National Brotherhood WeekHall & Oates - Rich Girl
Michael Penn - Walter ReedBlood What True - Say Wat It Do
Asterisked songs were edited down for time, so they run only 1 ½ to 2 minutes.
I actually need to replace Say Wat It Do with a shorter song, it’s too long an interval between running.
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2. I had a long day at work today, but I got a lot of stuff done. And we finally got everything sorted to transfer a problem employee to another store, so I'm really glad about that.
3. Carla's mom seemed much improved by this evening and might be released tomorrow.
4. I've been getting some great shots of the kitties lately.
Although the tone from the start put me on guard in general, I was still a little surprised by that section, which made me more suspicious about some of the more dramatic events recounted in the book, especially Frieda's depiction of Isabella d'Este, whom she makes sound like a selfish, manipulative harpy, which is a bit surprising considering how her book about Catherine de' Medici was so sympathetic in analyzing many possible reasons for her controlling behaviour.
That said, this book provides excellent big picture context for the lives of the various women in this era of the Renaissance, tucked between the end of the Middle Ages and the rise of nation-states. Although I enjoy specific biographies I also like looking at the patterns and changes of the era, and this one does that, analyzing how the roles and expectations of women changed over the century, with full context of the wars that were going on around them (instead of glimpses of those wars only as when they were relevant). The book by necessity had to go back and forth in the chronology as it switched focus from one location or lady to another, but on the whole it easy to follow, though it wasn't helped by a surprising amount of errors in the text (missing words, grammatical errors, mispellings) which was weird.
And so I still haven't bought a car.
So, that's a thing.
Reading stuff lately--from the library, checked out some Nicola Griffith, Ammonite, about a planet cut of from the rest of humanity for a few centuries, and with a plague that kills off dudes. So everyone on the planet is female, it's under quarantine, and our intrepid galactic anthropologist is trying to solve, among other questions, how do make babies? This book was listed among various other important feminist scifi in reviews, and I got to the end of it going "what was so special about that?" then I read the author's notes and she was trying to fight the idea of a feminist utopia by having every kind of person, good and bad, kind and cruel, etc etc, represented but all women. I was like "that's the groundbreaking thing? --that's the groundbreaking thing." and just, facepalm.
Read another Nicola Griffith, Slow River. The most interesting bits of this (also the grossest? maybe?) are the technical exploration of near-future designer microbes to process sewage and industrial waste water. The main character is the youngest child off a family who has gotten very rich off their genetic patents for that technology; she is kidnapped, tortured for the ransom demands, all on mass media, and then after being dumped, the ransom never paid, she tries to completely change her identity to never go back to her family. She falls in with a scurrilous rogue, a thief and sex worker who pretty quickly tips into "consent? what is consent?" with the use of sex pollen drugs. All of the drama about the main character's family (there's sexual abuse, and disgusting capitalist spy games) and all of the, honestly I'd call it whumping, of life in the *gritty underbelly*, was gross and kind of boring? There was one line that stuck out to me, at the end, when the main character has been outed as the rich kidnapping victim and reunited with (the acceptable) parts of her family. She tells her shady ex that there's always a choice, you didn't have to do all those horrible things to everyone we know; and shady ex is like jfc you're going back to your fortune you want to talk to me about CHOICES? some of us DON'T have them. I was thinking about that, and the thing about shady ex was, all of choices were bad, but so were all of her options. Like Ammonite, this book had a ton of F/F relationships with no like, commentary or justification or even discussion of queer identities; it was unremarkable. Unfortunate byproduct of this was that it was also the main character's mother who abused her daughters. I don't, I don't even. Ultimately noped out of the rest of Griffith's stuff. The ratio of interesting to uncomfortable was not working for me.
Audiobooks I've listened to lately--The Curse of Jacob Tracy by Holly Messinger, about a couple of trail guide pardners in Reconstruction era America (so one white, one black, of course) with the complication of one can see ghosts and gets sucked into some spiritualist conspiracy. Liked it, not 100% sure what I thought about the race dynamic, and I don't really feel qualified to judge the subject. White dude was the one who could see supernatural shit, so we avoided magical negro I guess? There were several instances of white dude trying to stand up for his buddy and tell people to fuck off for trying to be racist at black dude, and black dude being like ffs chill I don't want to fight about this stop making my life harder??? so, I don't know, maybe aware of layers? not treating racism as a simple issue?
Updraft, by Fran Wilde, this reminded me of Pern not so much in particulars as in broad strokes. An invisible enemy in the skies, fought by an elite and insular ruling group, who might take common people with ~special talents~ into their number, but would completely divorce them from their previous lives in so doing. Flight, though it's a lot more visceral here, and not made possible by dragons. A lot of it seems pretty unbelievable to me: humans learning to echo-locate, for one. Haven't really decided what I think of this one, or if I'll go for sequels.
Steal Across the Sky, by Nancy Kress, in which an alien race known only as the Atoners recruits (via internet ads) a bunch of people to Witness the crimes they committed against humanity: humans once had a genetic trait which allowed them to see spirits of the dead before they moved on. The Atoners took a whole bunch of humans to experiment with 10K yrs ago, and set up a whole bunch of systems with two habitable planets, where one population got to keep the gene (and generally seemed like... more peaceful? I mean, I guess it's harder to use death as a threat, weapon, motivator, if you know people keep on existing after their bodies stop. But this particular sociological phenomenon is not explored) and the other planet with the other population got no spirit sense and was full of war-making people like Earth. Also the Atoners totally took the spirit sense away from all specimens they left on Earth. Halfway through the book we switch from one team of three Witnesses figuring out what is the difference between the two planets at the system they've been sent to (the Atoners didn't TELL them about the spirit sense gene, they had to figure it out, and some of them were pretty skeptical) to the lives of the Witnesses on Earth after returning, either full of media or attempting to avoid media and live normal lives, however unlikely. There's... we pick up several new Witnesses during this switch, and the time jump disconnect combined with the main character merry-go-round combined with no one knows what the Atoners are actually DOING to Atone, makes things very weird? (It turns out the Atoners have brought pregnant women from some or all of the worlds were the spirit sense gene was still present, to have kids on Earth. But they stop a couple of the Witnesses from trying to bring back a DNA sample to analyze and add back in themselves. Basically they're just still high-handedly doing whatever without asking humanity's permission for anything. I was also left wondering if they planned to Atone to any of the populations they seeded and manipulated for their experiments, a question no one in the book thought to ask.) Sooo. *seesaw hand* Interesting, but kind of a hot mess.
In 'One amazing time at FlameCon 2' for Amsterdam News, Rubin Richardson wrote The opening ceremony started off with a very humorous reading of a piece a fan fiction featuring none other than Harry Potter characters Ron Weasely, Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy and a Mercedes-Benz.
In a Forbes review of No Man’s Sky, Dani Di Placedo wrote, of The Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion, the dialogue was poorly written, the quests were simplistic and the history of the world felt like Lord Of The Rings fan fiction.
Annabel Stafford defined slash as fan fiction in which the characters in an iconic tale become gay lovers in ‘What's not to love about romance novels?’ for The Sydney Morning Herald.
( Coen Bros., Alexandra Petri, Great British Bake Off, Southside With You, Kerrygold, Ben-Hur, Harry Potter )
From Bhargav Prasad in New Indian Express: What if the Creationist theory was true and human beings just landed on the planet, and my fan-fiction addition to that is, what if every single species on earth looked like human beings and only differed based on the species’ intelligent quotient, and given how the only human beings as a species can come up with absurd theories about their own existence, humans are the ones that are obviously on top of the intelligence chain (the hypothetical equivalent of the food chain).
Finally, from Michael Hill in Daily Freeman (via the Associated Press): [Fan film creator James Cawley and his friends] were pioneers in the flourishing culture of Star Trek fan films. But the atmosphere in their little universe chilled in December after Paramount Pictures and CBS Studios filed a copyright infringement lawsuit against the makers in California of a planned fan film that raised more than $1 million on crowdsourcing web sites. Six months later, the companies — calling themselves “big believers in reasonable fan fiction” — released guidelines on how fan filmmakers can avoid objections, such as not raising more than $50,000 and keeping individual episodes to under 15 minutes. Though he was never sued, Cawley felt it was a good time to move on.
Many fans have been checking out Imzy in the last few days. (Imzy is a new social media site created by former Reddit and twitter employees, and it feels a bit tumblr-like).
It is still in beta, so you can't see anything without logging in.
I've created a place for Vid & Vidding-related discussions here. If you don't have an imzy account yet, you can request an invite at that link.
VividCon, Festivids and VidUKon all have Imzy pages now, and Ian has created a page to discuss vidding tech. All of these are listed in the Vids & Vidding "neighborhood."
Some vidders have created blogs there to to post their vids, other people have just created individual accounts.
There is no shortage of imzy invites floating around fandom twitter and journals, so feel free to request one if you are at all curious.
It's just a way of showing that you know
Not rhyme but scansion, that you have the lease
On how words fit to rhythms, fast and slow,
And that responsible can never rhyme
Though bee's lip sips apocalypse for free
And June moon dune's due soon -- ah, all the time,
Since Odin first drew words down from the tree.
But I dream of a time when I know what to say
Sensing a feeling I want to get right
To what neat ends we lend ourselves this way
And poetry's simpler than sleeping tonight.
Words leap like dolphins, phosphorescent flash,
And sink back to the dark without a splash.
(It's a good thing I have a whimsy section on my poetry page, that's all I'm saying. I got out of the bath to write this down! Brought to you by my long suffering Patrons on Patreon.)
First of all, relax! I'm far from being picky, and I can pretty much guarantee that I'll love whatever you decide to draw or write for me. These are nothing but guidelines, for you to take to heart or ignore to your heart's content. Also, hey! You're drawing and/or writing me femslash! What's not to love? ♥
That said, I thought that I'd elaborate a bit on my requests in case, like me, you're the type of person who likes to have something to work with. Feel free to use and/or ignore as much of this as you want. I've tried to include a mix of vague prompts as well as more detailed ones, to hopefully make things as helpful as possible whether you're drawing art or writing fic.
( More details under the cut. )
Two trolls then dropped down, a delayed consequence of the bad situation. I had balanced this encounter with the idea that another NPC, Helmar, would be present, but earlier in the session the players engaged in some impolitic fighting with Anton over the terms of the job they were on. Helmar noped out at that point for character reasons and I didn't adjust my plans accordingly. Oops.
Anyway. This probably would have been a TPK (and/or I would've had to come up with some really weird justification for the trolls not to just kill everyone), except there was this rock smack dab in the middle of the map. The Trolls took up too much space to really maneuver around it on one side and it also limited their ability to get past each other. So basically they were having to constantly move in a C-shape around the map instead of just mowing through the players.
It was touch and go, but the party survived, largely because one player wanted a rock upon which to do a bit of character business (and also there was a Helm of Teleportation).
And while you can, of course, purchase adaptive gloves that will mold themselves neatly around the fingers of even the squirmiest infant -- although they're more often sold in larger sizes to adult citizens who for one reason or another prefer them to the static kind -- most parents and caretakers opt to dress their young ones in mittens, instead.
( further nonsense )
artfeverfest is a multi-fandom fanart fest and exchange. All fandoms, characters, and pairings are welcome! The prompt fest is on LJ and the exchange is on AO3. The fest is open for prompts and fills now and will close on Nov 20th. Nominations have opened for the exchange and will close on Sept 11th. Sign ups open on Sept 14th, close on the 28th, and assignments are due on Nov 6th.
Round 2 Fest || Round 2 Nominations || DW Mirror || AO3
Let's start with things that it is not. It is not clinical depression, though it may accompany depression. It is not mental illness. It is not grief, though it can happen to someone who is grieving. It does not necessarily have anything to do with one's emotional state. It is not the bad potato you ate before going to bed last night (thank you, Scrooge).
It goes deeper than all of that.
Simply put, it is a stage in one's spiritual life -- and I mean anyone's spiritual life, in any religion, faith, practice or belief system -- when things that you have been doing that gave you comfort and worked very well for you up to then just. don't. work. any. more.
( more behind cut, hopefully not too confusing )
Since Return Again to You is meant to follow Through the Barricades, the latter of which already has a Magda and the former of which needs another one if she's to be alive (the unofficial summary of every "alternate timeline" X story I've written is "Everybody lives!") I have given Nina's mother a name other than the one shown in the credits.
If you're searching for a reason to care about this important issue, here it is:
ETA: I have tagged Return Again to You "Erik has a lot of kids" on AO3.
Like most people, I'm over on imzy, which I'm really hoping takes off. It's a perfect low stress, low bandwidth place for communities. I'm not planning to move over there for my own blog, at least until the security functions update, but I'm enjoying it for book/comics/whatever discussions.
I mostly just wish everyone would move to DW, but if that's not happening (which it doesn't seem to be), I'll take imzy.
Done my pinch hit, so hopefully back to regularly scheduled plodding away on WIP.
Bought Supergirl on DVD, still mildly obsessed with Legends of Tomorrow, but otherwise am not feeling that fannish right now. I think my mind is in count down to Luke Cage.
WIPs currently active: 6
Words written this week: 3,490
WIPs that got no words this week: 2 - Same two as last week, troublingly: Woobie!Sam and Threetoo’s bath.
WIPs that did get words this week:
Codename: Aluminum Bastard (aka broken dick epic): 1,170, new total word count 157,397. I got unstuck on the current chapter, I think, now I just have to… write it.
Born in the Blood: 1,162, and I finished Chapter 8! And posted it!! Now… to figure out Chapter 9.
Slavefic #4 (the one about Steve): 411, after deleting pretty much all the words I wrote last week. Still managed to be further forward afterward, but… not much, obviously.
Bucky/Steve consensual sexy ageplay nobody asked for: 747, and getting pretty close to… maybe… finishing? sometime? I think?
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Original air date: October 12, 1997
Director: Richard Martin
Writer: Tony DiFranco
Synopsis: Joe struggles with his own demons as Duncan prepares to face Ahriman in a final confrontation.
Episode Transcript: is here.
Please share your thoughts and reactions in comments. The master post for all discussion posts is here.
Words cannot express how grateful I am for the kind and supportive words of friends, though. Thank you.
Yesterday we saw a production of Noel Coward's Private Lives that was cross-cast: men played the female roles, and women played the male. I thought it worked very well; so much of the play was concerned with gender roles already that the cross-casting underlined the extent to which they're arbitrary. (It occurs to me that the play may not have been as "concerned with gender roles" in 1930 as it feels today, now that the roles that were taken for granted then have been so challenged and undermined and rewritten. Just the repeated mentions of who divorced or would divorce whom were reminders of how different things were before no-fault divorce!)
I was a bit exasperated by the the time it took a lot of the audience to get over their tee-hee oh-my-goodness reaction to the cross-casting; through the first act, every time one of the couples kissed there would be a stifled explosion of choked giggles. It didn't help that the men (playing women) were both much taller than the women (playing men). (It also didn't help that the two women sitting next to me in the audience would Not. Shut. Up. They so have places reserved in the special level of hell, oh my god.)
Overall, Geoff and I, and my sister- and brother-in-law, enjoyed the play a lot and found it definitely hilarious, but also depressing, because the characters were all, in the end, such tiresomely awful people...
Penny Dreadful (someone else will probably nominate this, but there are certain characters I want to see)
The Innocents (1961)
Dracula, by Bram Stoker
Dracula (TV 1968) (Someone else might get that)
Ghostbusters (1984) (Someone else will probably nominate this)
Fright Night (1985)
Bride of Frankenstein (1935)(someone nominated it last year)
House on Haunted Hill (1959)
Oh, and for those that have access to Comet TV, as of 7 PM CST next Sunday (and every Sunday night thereafter) they will begin airing Mystery Science Theater 3000. First up is Manos: The Hands of Fate, followed by Teenagers From Outer Space. Monday nights, they will begin airing Poltergeist: The Legacy instead of the 90's version of The Outer Limits.
I have 14 invites for Imzy, if anyone requires them. Anyone that’s interested, just PM your e-mail address, and I’ll send it your way.
(Edited because I misheard. It isn't tonight, it's next Sunday night when MST3K begins. So just keep in mind that it begins on Sunday, September 4th at 7 PM CST.)
ETA: yes, I already have an account there. I don't need an invite. I am *giving out* invites. But I have not found in Imzy how to set up a blog there as opposed to just subscribing to various groups. That is what I am looking for.
ETA2: Never mind. I'm asking the admins on Imzy. And waiting for my t-shirt in the mail.
Also, Yuletide is officially on Imzy at http://imzy.com/yuletide_admin!
Re Imzy, I feel like I have gotten the vibe of the place and I generally like it. I have heard that their main concept was to be reddit without all the horrible, and it is oriented around communities and ephemeral conversation. It is definitely better for conversations and knowing who is who and what they are saying than Tumblr, and I might like it better than journaling, we'll see. I'm waiting to see mainly how they handle notifying people of activity because that will determine how conversations flourish.
Also right now the flood of notifications and automated imzy posts about how many people are in! your! community! is wildly annoying and creating a lot of noise that drowns out the actually interesting signal of conversations I want to pay attention to, but the volume is clearly related to heaps of us trying it out at once.
And they are of course a commercial startup and if it goes amazing then in five years it gets sold, and if it doesn't then in five years it gets shut down, but because it's ephemeral conversation, I don't mind so much. It's clearly not a place to archive anything, but hey, that's what AO3 is for anyway.