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This book sort of swims through my brain every time I think about the proposition that something delicious is, as people are fond of saying, laced with crack, because there is a climactic scene where the hero--who has unbenknownst to him become addicted to something (laudanum? morphine? opium?) that had been slipped into his coffee--throws the coffeepot in a rage and it is taken as a sort of subconscious recognition of the source of his addiction. Something like that.

So, things I remember about the book:

1) Romance novel.
2) Given that I read it sometime between 1988 and 1995, it probably belonged to my mom, so it was probably a Christian inspirational romance novel, but it might not have been. And, obviously, published before 1995. It was a fairly slender paperback.
3) Historical, set on an island, possibly with a lighthouse.
4) Heroine has come to the island to marry the hero, who was tragically widowed under mysterious circumstances (no it's not Rebecca) but he's moody and etc., which ultimately turns out to be largely due to the secret-even-from-him opiate addiction he's got going on.
5) First wife's name was Patience, leading the heroine to edit that term and its derivatives out of her speech with the hero, leading to her talking about "forbearance" at least once.
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I have been reading things!

Two of them I read on my phone before getting out of bed this morning, because I like to start my day off right:

Lullaby (1186 words) by faviconPhilomytha
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Vorkosigan Saga - Lois McMaster Bujold
Rating: General Audiences
Warning: Author Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Characters: Ludmilla "Drou" Droushnakovi, Kareen Vorbarra, Gregor Vorbarra, Steggie the stegosaurus, Serg Vorbarra
Summary:

Steggie is having trouble sleeping.



This is my brand new instant head-canon for Drou, and a painfully gorgeous look at her and Gregor and Kareen in the last days of Serg's presence in their lives. And I got about halfway through it before I was thinking, "Awww, I want to write Vorkosigans."


A New Dance (859 words) by faviconPhilomytha
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Vorkosigan Saga - Lois McMaster Bujold
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Aral Vorkosigan/Alys Vorpatril
Characters: Aral Vorkosigan, Alys Vorpatril
Summary:

The first time Aral and Alys kiss. A Reconstruction 'verse fic.



This one will not make sense if you haven't read Reconstruction first and, note pairing, it's a 'verse where Cordelia died in the rescue mission to get Miles during the Pretendership. It left me thinking "Aww, I want to write Vorksoigans in hideously dire circumstances." But that is probably a rabbit hole I should not venture down, with the wolves breathing down my neck.




Today I also finished reading a book to fulfill my self-assigned quota of Books That Are Not SF or Fantasy and Are Popular Among My Library's Readers And/Or Books Clubs at My Local Bookstore, which I more pithily describe as "Oughta" books in my booklist. (Previous books read for this category include Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, The Art of Racing in the Rain, and Room, all of which I have quite liked.)

This past week I read Paula MacLain's The Paris Wife, which I found fascinating but don't quite know how to talk about, which is a peril of reading and being fascinated by books about how the other half lives.

The book is about Ernest Hemingway's first wife, Hadley Richardson, and as the title suggests it follows the arc of their marriage, much of which was spent in Paris. But what it's really about is a non-writer in love with a writer, following him into a circle of friends who are all writers or artists or critics or otherwise creative people (and ultimately losing him to one of them). It's a beautiful book, and it's impossible not to feel for Hadley, but I kept having this disconnect whenever I tried to put myself in her shoes as she felt increasingly isolated and marginalized--because in the same circumstances I know I would have my own work to turn to. It's a weird kind of, idk, certainty privilege, and I don't know that I've ever read anything else that pointed it up so sharply.

On a much shallower note, more or less my entire knowledge of the creative expat scene in Paris in the Twenties comes from watching Midnight in Paris, so I spent this whole book picturing Kathy Bates as Gertrude Stein and Tom Hiddleston as Scott Fitzgerald and Corey Stoll as Hemingway, which did not at all detract from my enjoyment. *g*
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So I may have posted one time--or more than one time if you follow me on Tumblr--about this movie that Alexander Skarsgard made that has not been released yet, but which is already dear to my heart, called What Maisie Knew.

So--this trailer and a couple of other YouTube vids from production comprising an actual fandom for me for a while there--I went to the library and checked out the actual Victorian novel What Maisie Knew to see whether I could guess any important features of the movie plot from it (or to back up my conclusion, derived from reading a Wikipedia summary and watching the trailer a couple dozen times, that there really wouldn't be a lot of correlation).

So I think that this bit, featuring a probably nine- or ten-year-old Maisie and her frumpy-but-reliable governess Mrs. Wix discussing Sir Claude (the analog to ASkars' stepdad character in the movie, who is named Lincoln instead)... I think this bit will probably not translate very directly:
It brought them face to face with the idea of the inconvenience suffered by any lady who marries a gentleman producing on other ladies the charming effect of Sir Claude. That such ladies wouldn't be able to help falling in love with him was a reflexion naturally irritating to his wife. One day when some accident, some crash of a banged door or some scurry of a scared maid, had rendered this truth particularly vivid, Maisie, receptive and profound, suddenly said to her companion: "And you, my dear, are you in love with him too?"


Even her profundity had left a margin for a laugh; so she was a trifle startled by the solemn promptitude with which Mrs. Wix plumped out: "Over head and ears. I've never, since you ask me, been so far gone."

This boldness had none the less no effect of deterrence for her when, a few days later—it was because several had elapsed without a visit from Sir Claude—her governess turned the tables. "May I ask you, miss, if you are?" Mrs. Wix brought it out, she could see, with hesitation, but clearly intending a joke. "Why rather!" the child made answer, as if in surprise at not having long ago seemed sufficiently to commit herself; on which her friend gave a sigh of apparent satisfaction. It might in fact have expressed positive relief. Everything was as it should be.


...Not least because movie!Maisie probably stays six the whole time and I don't think the governess character exists as such. But maybe also because it would be a tiiiiiny bit weird for her to be proclaiming herself in love with her stepfather.

Although, now that I think of it, there is that bit in the trailer where Maisie's mother says something dismissive to Lincoln about how he doesn't need to make Maisie fall in love with him, so I guess it's there in a way.

Okay, so maybe it winds up in the movie in a way--but really the thing that struck me about that bit was the delightful (if, you know, a bit weird when addressed to one's stepfather or employer) fangirlishness of Mrs. Wix and Maisie's relationships with Sir Claude--in an earlier scene they have this little spat over who gets to keep a photograph of him, which is happily settled when they're once again in the same household and can keep it on the mantelpiece in the schoolroom where they can both admire it. ♥
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1. I have heat in my apartment!

2. I have LIVING ROOM FURNITURE in my apartment! It's a sectional and it's GINORMOUS, like, it takes up very nearly literally all the space in the room, but, uh, what else was I going to do with that space anyway? And now I have a sectional! I have so many places to sit I don't even know what to do with them all! Clearly I need to have some fangirls over. I have seating and heat AND booze, fangirls! To say nothing of Red Wings hockey on DVD! YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO SEE THE MARCH 26, 1997 DETROIT/COLORADO GAME IN ALL ITS GRAINY GLORY. \o/

3. I finished reading The Sparrow while having a stressful move, AND SURVIVED. And now I just sort of resent what I vaguely remember of the sequel (what I vaguely remember of the sequel is: nothing works out well for anyone) because, look, this is obviously one of those hurt/comfort stories where the author just kept mashing the HURT button--oh, yes, in really exquisite and interesting ways! but MASHING THE FUCK OUT OF THAT BUTTON--and then got bored and wandered off before the comfort part happened. AND THEN SHE WROTE A SEQUEL WHERE SHE FOUND NEW AND DIFFERENT HURT BUTTONS TO MASH, JUST IN CASE YOU WERE THINKING ABOUT FILLING IN THE COMFORT PART FOR YOURSELF.

Uh. Is how I remember it.

4. Okay, so #3 was supposed to be "I finished that depressing book and moved on to a much happier one!" But apparently I had stuff to say.

ANYWAY: HAPPIER BOOK! [personal profile] lamardeuse/[personal profile] gn_chevalier's absolutely lovely debut novel, Bonds of Earth! I had had a copy since, er, January? February? A WHILE, is my point, and did not get around to reading it until Monday, when I really, really needed some properly constituted h/c, and oh man, it delivered. ♥ ♥ ♥

It's the story of two veterans of WWI (one military, one an ambulance driver and medic) who are both supremely damaged by the war--as well as by the experience of being gay men in the early twentieth century. It's one of those stories about growing things and healing that just unfailingly makes me incredibly happy. PLUS, hot porn. :D

Also, it make the project I'm participating in at work involving WWI service records much more interesting...

5. Hockey playoffs! I think I am maybe excited about this in a slightly different way than 85% of the people I see being excited about it on my reading page (waves to [personal profile] iulia, [livejournal.com profile] thelionforreal, [livejournal.com profile] shoshannagold), but here we are! Playoffs!

And as far as how the playoffs are actually going for my guys, um, I am going to assume the Wings are doing that thing where they drop the first two games of a series and them remember where they are and what they're doing and win the next four straight until I am forced to believe otherwise. Yes.

Helmer nooooooooooooooooes, and what the actual fuck, slap on the wrist for Shea Weber. No love for you this week, Shanny. NONE.

6. I am hanging out in my new apartment, making pasta fagioli while the last of my laundry finishes drying, and it is sunny, and I am warm, and I am comfy on my new couch, and last night I wrote a bunch of words of babyfic and I have this scribbled sheet of paper to turn into progress on the wolf-verse, and everything is fine.

ETA 7. Wolf puppies named Frost and Flurry. <3
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Anybody in the US want my copies of the Duet (Fraser/Kowalski) zines? They really ought to belong to someone who will not leave them sitting on the DVD shelf for four years and then go, "Huh. I... still own these." I will happily mail them to anyone willing to give them a good home, cheap as free. Zines rehomed!

Also, lease on the new apartment starts tomorrow (although Actual Moving does not happen until Friday). I've boxed up the last of the books and all the DVDs. Tomorrow's To Do list includes such items as "couch shopping" and "assemble shelves at new apartment" and "pack everything that can be packed".

And yet, what is it that I find myself carefully bracing myself for, and developing meticulous strategies for handling, emotionally? Yeah. Rereading Mary Doria Russell's The Sparrow for the first time since I was in high school. (It's my book group's book for April, and we meet on the 9th. I will read pretty much anything for my book group, and I actually have been curious to read it again and see if the impact is anything like the same now that I'm not sixteen and Catholic.)

But seriously, I'm really scared.

Sando::::::::::::z.

;_______;

Two things

Mar. 16th, 2012 12:03 am
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1) I reblogged this gifset of Jean Dujardin being hot and then immediately tried to fantasy-cast him as somebody from the Vorkosigan Saga (because it's my only fandom where everybody isn't, you know, already cast as someone).

So, uh, now in my head Jean Dujardin = Dono Vorrutyer.

(I think Donna's nose would have been a bit different. But Dono, yes.)


2) I am trying to read more non-genre popular books, for lo, I work in a public library and people think I know about popular non-genre fiction. So today I started reading Garth Stein's The Art of Racing in the Rain--it came up a lot when readers told us the last three books they'd read so we could recommend books for them--and eighty pages in I have three thoughts about it.

a) Iulia is never allowed to read this book, especially the first chapter. (The whole story is in the dog's POV, in flashback from the end of his life. Which means his life is ending.)

b) Internets, why is there not fic where Enzo gets fast-tracked for reincarnation and winds up as an adult human fast enough for Denny to fall in love with him? And maybe Enzo could work on Denny's pit crew? Or he could be Zoe's stay-at-home stepdad, I am not picky, there just needs to be fic. I MEAN UNLESS THAT'S HOW THE BOOK ENDS, THEN I GUESS FIC WOULD BE UNNECESSARY?

There is no fic for this book on the AO3, so I am forced to assume that that's because the book itself takes care of everyone's Denny/human!Enzo needs. Yes. I am assured of this.

And if all else fails there's always Yuletide.

c) This better not be like that time I read a whole bunch of Jared/Jensen fic where they're in the rodeo and for a while I cared passionately about bullriders. To say nothing of the time I read the Kirk/Spock AU and for a while I almost started watching golf. I BETTER NOT END UP WATCHING AUTO RACING WHEN I FINISH THIS BOOK. Unless it's for fic research. That probably doesn't count. Right?
dira: Bucky Barnes/The Winter Soldier (Evan - Reporter)
So a few weeks ago I read this book about FDR and the New Deal - Nothing to Fear: FDR's Inner Circle and the Hundred Days That Created Modern America* - which was a really interesting and pretty much what it says on the tin. It's a profile of FDR's closest advisors, including both members of the "bedside cabinet" and the actual official cabinet, and a look at all the incredible things they got done in the first three months of FDR's presidency in terms of turning the country around.

It left me wanting a more ground-level view, something about the actual people who actually were helped by alphabet soup agencies and programs, people who went from struggling to survive to making a living wage because FDR hustled a program through Congress in three days. So now I'm reading Devil's Lake, Wisconsin, and the Civilian Conservation Corps, about a specific local-ish camp where the CCC did a lot of work, and about the young men who worked there.

...So, you know. Obviously I am reading along through the explanation of the organizational structure of the camp and automatically mentally assigning everybody's roles for the Civilian Conservation Corps GK AU. Encino Man = the camp's military commander. Nate = the junior officer assisting him. Brad, Pappy, Lovell = enrollee leaders, who are so much like sergeants that they GET TO WEAR CHEVRONS ON THEIR CCC DRESS UNIFORMS. Doc is the enrollee orderly who does first aid and watches grumpily over you if you get sick enough not to work; the battalion surgeon guy is the actual contract doctor, away in town but reachable for emergencies.

And then, you see, each camp had an educational advisor, the guy who offers classes and tries to make sure all the enrollees have at least learned to read and write by the time they leave the CCC. He's the only non-military grownup at the camp, and according to the book this made him a "frequent confidant" of the enrollees, by which I assume they mean "the safest person to tell if you have a crush on your bunkmate/enrollee leader/Army lieutenant who is basically running the place because the Captain is totally useless/etc." So clearly: Evan.

And they all build a state park together, and then a few years later they meet up again and go fight Nazis! The end!

*That ACTUALLY IS why America is the way it is today!
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So [personal profile] brewsternorth posted a request for a Lewis crossed over with Connie Willis's Oxford Time Travel, over at the prompt meme on [community profile] lewis_hathaway.

I think the only surprising part of what happened next is that I managed to get the resulting story in (just, literally, within a few characters after I had eliminated all double-spaces after periods) under the Dreamwidth comment size limit. I think you can probably read this knowing only one half of the source; feel free to ask questions if you try it and then have no idea what just happened. *g*

Many thanks to [personal profile] iulia and [personal profile] missmollyetc for cheering this along.

Gen, probably. James Hathaway, Robbie Lewis, Ned Henry, Verity Kindle, Kivrin Engle. 2700 words.
"This is worse than maths, Sergeant," Lewis said darkly. "This is history."

Alibi
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My Yuletide nominations (which changed since my last post, because I read Wonderstruck and saw that someone else had nominated Niels & Gang):

Wonderstruck - Brian Selznick

Ben Wilson
Jamie
Rose Kincaid
Walter Kincaid

Feed Jake - Pirates of the Mississippi (Music Video)

Narrator
Chris

I Love You Phillip Morris

Steven Russell
Phillip Morris
Debbie Russell
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This morning I added my birthday books from [livejournal.com profile] helaaspindakaas (A Paradise Built in Hell: the Extraordinary Communities That Arise in Disaster and Debt: the First 5,000 Years) to my home library catalog, bringing my total of Non-Fiction books owned up to 152. (Arranged by Dewey Decimal call number. Naturally. It's a small collection, not oriented to heavy research.) (Cataloging for Fiction and A/V materials remains shamefully incomplete.)

After doing the necessary shifting to fit them on the bookshelves, it occurred to me to wonder where this put me along my quest toward an Old English Bryant or one of the subdivisions thereof (it being fairly obvious that on the metric scale this put me at .152 Bryants, or a little over one and a half Decibryants).

When I looked up the old scale, though, I was terribly charmed to realize that I have about six and a half Wallshels, as the shifting did in fact start the Non-Fiction collection onto its seventh shelf.




(Which means, I suppose, that my Ikea Flarkes are more or less Bryant-compliant.)
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...has anybody ever read A Fire Upon the Deep? And liked it? I'm anticipating (re)reading it soon, and I want some kind of reason to believe that I won't hate it this time.
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22 – Have you ever participated in a fest or a Big Bang? If so, write about your favorite experience in relation to one. If not, are there any you've thought about doing? And if not, why not?

Fest - as narrowly defined - no. I tend to find fests confusing and overwhelming, so I steer clear.

Big Bang - yes! For the first time this year, I actually managed to align a long story I was writing with the submission window for a Big Bang. It felt a little bit like cheating, since Jigsaw had been in progress for a long, long time when I realized I could get it into [community profile] stargate_summer, but it was a really fun experience having other writers to commiserate with, to say nothing of getting omg awesome art for my story!

But my ongoing favorite fest-y (festive, if you will) challenge-y thing is, of course, Yuletide! I've done Yuletide nearly every year since its beginning (2003-2006, 2008-2010), and I adore everything about it--secret-giftyness, terrifying deadline, obscure fandoms, my Christmas-Eve-night and Christmas-morning ritual of sneaking as many stories as I can between site slowdowns and my family wanting to actually celebrate together. This past year, 2010, was my favorite so far, possibly just because it's the most recent and I have more fun with it every year. I wound up writing three stories this year, my assignment (Not Alone in the Dark, which as far as I know is one of the only two stories on the internet for Susan R. Matthews' Under Jurisdiction series) plus a couple of Yuletide Treats (The Most Important Meal and Sex on a Frozen River Mayhem, which could not be more different while both being more or less linear narratives in English). I do not know how on earth this year's Yuletide will top the awesomeness of slashing Jack Harkness and Mayhem, but I have faith in the Yuletide magic. And I am already working on my list of offers/requests.


All 30 questions under the cut )
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So I just finished The Tempering of Men--the sequel to A Companion to Wolves, just out this week--and...

What an odd book.

Really... just rather odd. )
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So, one of the ways in which I am a ginormous nerd is that in the last couple of years, since I started keeping track of what I read, I have started assigning myself goals for the books I read--not just a number of books, but within that a number of non-fiction books, a number of books of poetry, a number of books published in the current year, and so on.

One of my assignments for this year is to read five past award-winning SF/F books, and to keep myself from getting totally overwhelmed I decided to target books from years ending in 1. The first four books I read for the assignment were the Hugo winners I hadn't read before (1981 - Joan D Vinge's The Snow Queen, 1971 - Larry Niven's Ringworld, 1961 - Walter Miller's A Canticle for Leibowitz, and the 1951 Retro Hugo - Robert A. Heinlein's A Farmer in the Sky) and that leaves me without an obvious choice for my fifth book.

So, obviously time for a poll! My selections are taken mostly from [livejournal.com profile] truepenny's list of SF/F/H award-winners, 1953-2009, plus the Wikipedia entries for the winners of the Lambda Literary Award and the Gaylactic Spectrum Award, minus books I've read before, already know I don't want to read, or can't get through my local library system. That still leaves thirteen books I know very little about except that they've won some sort of award in a year ending in 1, so feel free to give your opinions in the comments if your feelings are not sufficiently expressed by clicking a radio button!



Poll #7840 Help me pick a book to read!
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 48


Which of these books should I read first?

View Answers

A Woman of the Iron People, by Eleanor Arnason
10 (20.8%)

Timescape, by Gregory Benford
5 (10.4%)

Jumping off the Planet, by David Gerrold
1 (2.1%)

The Gilda Stories: a novel, by Jewelle Gomez
3 (6.2%)

White Queen, by Gwyneth Jones
0 (0.0%)

Thomas, the Rhymer, by Ellen Kushner
10 (20.8%)

Only Begotten Daughter, by James Morrow
5 (10.4%)

Declare, by Tim Powers
3 (6.2%)

The Dark Beyond the Stars, by Frank M. Robinson
1 (2.1%)

Ship of Fools, Richard Paul Russo
0 (0.0%)

Point of Dreams, by Melissa Scott and Lisa A. Barnett
6 (12.5%)

Galveston, by Sean Stewart
4 (8.3%)

Stations of the Tide, by Michael Swanwick
0 (0.0%)

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Firstly, for people who have already read Feed: Shaun & George fanart by [livejournal.com profile] quidly. MAJOR SPOILERS FOR FEED! But if you have read it, go look, it is lovely.


For people who maybe have never heard of the Newsflesh Trilogy (Feed, Deadline, and forthcoming in May 2012, Blackout) by Mira Grant (aka [livejournal.com profile] seanan_mcguire) or have heard of it and think that they are not really interested in more zombie horror whatever, here. I had it in my head a while ago that I wanted to write a pimping post, with lovingly selected bits of text, but when I went to look I found that the entire appeal of the books (especially for fangirls) can be found in a single excerpt, so this pimping post will actually be pretty short.

The protagonists of Feed and Deadline are Georgia Mason and her twin-ish brother, Shaun. (Ish, because they are actually about six weeks apart in age and not biologically related; their parents are essentially reality TV stars of the zombie apocalypse, and they adopted Shaun and Georgia as infants to serve as a neverending well of ratings boosts.) George and Shaun are twenty-something reporters just about to get the story that will make their joint career--George does straight news, Shaun is an "Irwin" who specializes in risking life and limb by going out and poking wildlife with sticks to get exciting footage. And, yes, in their world the wildlife in question is zombies. But this is not a story about zombies. It's a story of a world so filled with endless threats--from fame-whoring parents to the endless danger that the person standing next to you could turn into a zombie at virtually any moment--that it only contains one other person you can really trust.

So here, a bit of private musing from George that tells you all you really need to know about whether you want to read these books:

Sometimes we leave the connecting door between our rooms open all night. We'd still share a room if they'd let us, turn the other room into an office and have done with it. Because both of us hate to be alone, and both of us hate to have other people--people outside the country we've made together--around when we're defenseless. We're always defenseless when we're asleep.

We leave the connecting door open, and I wake up in the night to the sound of him snoring, and I wonder how the hell I'm going to stay alive after he finally slips up. He'll die first, we both know it, but I don't know . . . I really don't know how long I'll stay alive without him. That's the part Shaun doesn't know. I don't intend to be an only child for long.
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Sooooo I was in a car accident tonight. Silver lining: don't have to figure out which story to work on tonight! Also, I guess that cracked side mirror/cracked bumper/whatever was going on with my transmission is no longer a concern, because I totally fucking caved in the front of my car. (Guy pulled out in front of me, perpindicular to me, I couldn't brake in time; I T-boned him. The cop who responded to the accident assigned no fault to anyone, though I guess we'll see what the insurance people call it.)

I'm fine! He's fine! He kept apologizing to me and went and got ice for my (SPECTACULARLY bruised) knee (Iulia says that is what I get for sitting so close to the steering wheel when I drive) and let me use his phone after mine died to call Iulia and tell her exactly where I was, so she could come collect me off the side of the road within about five minutes of my car finally being towed away. And then we went to the ER, and everything went very quickly and smoothly, and I got an assortment of x-rays, and they concluded that, dang, I had a lot of bruises and I should take some acetaminophen & ibuprofen for that.

So then Iulia bought me acetaminophen and cold packs and ice cream, and know I am home elevating stuff and trying to talk myself into going to bed now that everyone has told me that it will all hurt SO MUCH MORE when I wake up. :|

But, you know. COULD HAVE BEEN MUCH WORSE.

Except I missed the book group meeting where we were supposed to discuss To Say Nothing of the Dog, due to totaling my car on the way there. So, please feel free to fill up the comments with your thinky thoughts and/or squee about that one, because Ned! Verity! Cyril! ♥
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Go look at your blog/journal. Find the last Fandom-related thing you posted. The characters in that post are now your team-mates in the Zombie Apocalypse. How fucked are you?

My last fandom-related post was the story-announcing post for Jigsaw, SG-1 teamfic, so ... I'm pretty sure I'm going to be just fine. Juuuuuust fine. And so is the entire planet. This team does not fuck around.

(Amusingly, the last different-fandom-related post before that was the one where I was all excited about Mira Grant's DEADLINE, whose protagonists have all grown up in the aftermath of the Zombie Apocalypse. So I would have to say, if they're on my team--or rather, if I am on theirs, a Fictional hunkering down in safety while the Newsies run around dealing with the actual zombies--then I am also going to be fine. Although in that case I am kind of worried about the rest of the planet.)
dira: Matt and Emily (from Standoff) spooning under white sheets. (Matt/Emily - Spoons!)
I'm not actually finished with DEADLINE but I have, crucially, read past page 338 and I need to squee NOW oh my GOD.

(That is DEADLINE, by Mira Grant (aka Campbell-award winner [livejournal.com profile] seanan_mcguire), sequel to the Hugo-nominated FEED--if you haven't read them I will soon be doing a pimping post because oh my god this is so on my Yuletide list! There's a pretty nifty book trailer for the books, although a) I don't think Shaun's voice really sounds like that and b) pfft, like the zombies are actually the point.)

HAVE YOU READ PAST PAGE 338 OF DEADLINE? WOULD YOU LIKE TO SQUEE WITH ME FOREVER AND POSSIBLY ALSO WRITE YULETIDE FIC? OR REQUEST SOME SO I CAN WRITE IT FOR YOU? GINORMOUS SPOILERS FOR THE FIRST 1.5 BOOKS OF THE NEWSFLESH TRILOGY BEHIND THE CUT. ALSO ALL THE SQUEE. )
dira: Bucky Barnes/The Winter Soldier (Amy - TARDIS)
This morning I woke up from a dream in which I was (probably drunkenly; we were sitting at a table very like my general mental image of Hanging Out In The Bar At A Con, give or take also being in a storage container or something) trying to explain to dubious people the inherent genius of my idea to write a story where the Doctor and Rory get soulbonded and obviously this leads to OT3 after some delightful angst, because obviously.

I had already had the idea for this story (late last night, after reading Generation Kill soulbond fic, like you do when you've never seen Generation Kill and you should've been in bed an hour ago but you just discovered that somewhere on the internet, awaiting your download, is a movie version of Persuasion starring Ciaran Hinds as Captain Wentworth LIKE I DIDN'T ALREADY WANT TO MARRY HIM ENOUGH and you figure you might as well read something while you download the constituent files). So, uh, thanks dream-brain, for trying to convince me that other people would be dubious about it. Too bad, because it is GENIUS and I have the EMPHATIC HAND GESTURES to prove it.
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From [livejournal.com profile] rubynye, a meme about characters and a meme about songs: under the cut. )

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