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[10:29pm Friday, November 27th, 2009] |
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Please Please Please Let Me Get What I Want |
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I am still alive. I am still writing. I did not meet my Cambridge offer. This is sad. I am possibly in love with Philip Larkin. This is wrong on several levels.
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| Thought. |
[11:15pm Monday, July 6th, 2009] |
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I have an idea for a new fic, but it is somehow not quite coming out right, though I think the idea is sound. I am trying to decide whether or not I should do it almost as a stream-of-consciousness thing, a bit like "To The Lighthouse" or something similar, but whether that would make it unreadable or too pretentious for words is something that worries me a bit.
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| something to get off my chest |
[12:04am Thursday, May 28th, 2009] |
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Somedays - Regina Spektor. |
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It's late night here, I shouldn't even really be awake, but I've got something I've been meaning to say for a while and I don't want to keep it quiet any longer.
I have a confession to make. I'm eighteen.
I'm sorry I lied to you. I'm English, the age of consent is 16 here, I just wanted to be taken seriously as a writer.
If you want to sever all ties with me, I understand. If you could leave me a comment to that effect or just letting me know, I'd appreciate it. I really am sorry. I just liked writing so much and it frustrated me that I wasn't permitted to join lots of communities despite being very mature. But they're excuses, and I didn't want to make them. So.
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| ah love, let us be true to one another! |
[10:09pm Saturday, May 9th, 2009] |
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American Pie - Don McLean |
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There is so much amazing fic going around at the moment! I have been absolutely spoiled by the wealth of delights that is the Snarry-A-Thon and loved contributing to it - can you guess which is mine?
So I'm thinking about writing something else. Something based upon myth and legend, perhaps, and old-fashioned fairy tales. Watch this space...
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| Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! |
[10:06pm Wednesday, March 11th, 2009] |
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Father and Daughter - Paul Simon |
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Why doesn't MS Notepad auto-save?!
That was my plot! Right there! And the PC crashed!
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| ooops. |
[11:01am Sunday, February 22nd, 2009] |
I have just been bitten by a bizarre and excellent plot bunny.
But I need to finish writing Reading In Bed!
Argh!
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| Reading in Bed - Part II |
[8:55pm Tuesday, December 16th, 2008] |
Here's Part Two!
By the way, I should have clarified in my last post. The pairing is Snarry, and the rating is, thus far, PG-13.
( Read more... )
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[11:43am Tuesday, November 25th, 2008] |
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Someday You Will Be Loved - Death Cab For Cutie |
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I am sick -got some kind of infection I think. I've developed these weird nodules on my neck and throat, over my lymph nodes, which hurt and multiply rapidly. I don't think it's anything hugely infectious/serious, but I've a sore throat and headache as well so decided to play safe and stay at home. Very dull.
So I am working on my new story, which is called Reading In Bed, and have nearly completed the first chapter. My question is this - should I wait until I've written the whole thing and post it as one story, or post in installments? There are advantages and disadvantages to both methods, as far as I can see. I have a good feeling about this one, though. It seems to be coming quite easily (as the actress said to the bishop...sorry!) and I don't hate it upon rereading it, which is....unusual, haha.
Your thoughts would be appreciated :)
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[7:27pm Monday, November 17th, 2008] |
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Dear Mr Supercomputer - Sufjan Stevens |
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I have finally, finally had an idea for a fic.
It will be Snarry.
It will be long.
More on this as it develops...!
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| Phone |
[9:53pm Wednesday, August 6th, 2008] |
It was your gift, the skill of getting lost,
the talent I inherit, far from home
as I stand in the wake of a missed bus,
and call you on my mobile. Answerphone.
You always did forget, leaving the phone
plugged in by the bed, so late in the day
you'd hear my voice, anxious, after the tone
reminding you to call me. Miles away.
But I am older, growing, finding wings
passing myself, still waiting, at the stop.
Back home, your mobile rings, and rings, and rings -
I'm leaving you a message. Please pick up.
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| distance |
[12:08am Saturday, August 2nd, 2008] |
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This is a sonnet I wrote for someone I know. I thought it might be interesting to post it here.
Distance - for D.B.
You drive me home. The year is on the turn,
the sky is blank with soft, unspoken snow.
The fields chart out a distance I've relearned
since childhood; you the hunter, I the plough.
This is the closest that we come to flight,
the radio mute, your voice beside my ear
making me laugh. This sudden hush. This life,
longer than loving, swift to disappear.
The roads will hold us; yet you touch my hand,
tracing an absent palm, another's face.
Distance lies trapped, the sea below the land,
above it, us; above us, empty space.
The first snow falls. I watch your wordless smile,
wishing for one more road, another mile.
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| news! |
[4:32pm Wednesday, July 16th, 2008] |
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Our Hell - Emily Haines |
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Numero uno: I've finished my fest fic! Yes! Hurrah! Everybody dance! It is shamefully a few days late, but I haven't been very well lately and my lovely mod Noor has kindly given me an extension (: It's not that long, but I'm happy with it (there is so much double-entendre in this post...) and had a blast writing it. I have been terribly lax with writing as of late (although I did write a little human!Ten/Rose fic over at ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) needs_saying for your delectation and delight) but am going away for a few days to a festival where there will be Lots and Lots of culture, so will hopefully get back onto the straight and narrow.
I hope that my lovely f-list is well. I am...although I should start packing!
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| fest! |
[7:27pm Wednesday, May 21st, 2008] |
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The Two Sides Of Monsieur Valentine - Spoon |
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Now, don't get me wrong, I love fests. Nobody could be happier than I to be presented with a list of gorgeous, goloptious fic, especially when it's of the same quality as the current snarry_games (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) joanwilder, I'm talking to you! I loved your fic even though I was vile and busy and didn't comment on it, and that fantastic, wonderful fic I read earlier, perverse_idyll's "When The Rose And The Fire Are One", which actually made me cry and broke my heart a little bit in a good way), but actually taking part in the things is another matter! I've recently signed up for thestopwatch fest, and got my prompt a disgracefully long time ago, but have written under a thousand words, and a beta-ed draft is due in on 12th July, a deadline which is beginning to loooooooom. Well, I've sort of got a plot. That's a start. Isn't it?
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| My pimp hat, I am wearing it |
[6:59pm Sunday, April 6th, 2008] |
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Friends, Romans, countrymen, I have put on my pimp hat and bring GREAT PIMPAGE! Basically, I'm taking part in a Torchwood writing competition called Writer In A Drawer, where each week one person gets voted into a "drawer" (ie is voted out) and one person wins immunity for a round. It's a very interesting exercise, both the discipline of a strict word-limit and seeing how people interpret the prompts....oh, who am I kidding, I just like the PIMPAGE ;P
Anyhow, my team's stories will be posted up later this evening, and I thoroughly advise you to head over to the comm -
writerinadrawer- and have a look....and try to guess which is mine! Er, I mean, vote. Or something.
Feel free to continue with what you were doing.
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| my anger has abated somewhat... |
[4:12pm Friday, April 4th, 2008] |
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No Bravery - James Blunt |
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Many thanks for the sympathy yesterday! After a morning spent fiddling with XP, I just gave up and reinstalled Vista. It may be annoying, it may use my RAM, but, damn, it's pretty.
In other news, I have started listening to James Blunt. Bit worried about that...
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| argh! |
[11:26pm Thursday, April 3rd, 2008] |
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THIS is why I never, ever fiddle with computers. I went over to see a friend today with my (six month-old, shiny Vista) laptop. When I showed it to him, he laughed at it and said that Vista was a terrible operating system, and that I should uninstall it and install XP and Ubuntu. He showed me how much RAM Vista was using, and I have had some problems with it (namely its annoying, nanny state-esque "are you SURE you want to do that?" dialogue boxes and apparent inability to lead you to the same control panel twice) and, damn it, it seemed a good idea. Fast forward to him installing XP on my laptop and promising to talk me through the rest of the process later on MSN, even promising to find me a Vista skin (because, damn it, that display looked nice). Fast forward to me spending THREE HOURS redownloading the wifi drivers (although, admittedly I did watch House in the middle) on an ugly, ugly display with grey boxes - a far cry from my bright, cheerful yet easy-to-read Vista display. Fast forward yet again to about five minutes ago where I discovered that he'd neglected to reinstall my SOUND CARD (and I'm not sure about my graphics card either, to be perfectly honest) but, mysteriously, is nowhere to be seen on MSN! So for the moment, I'm left with this ugly, boxy display, needing to reinstall a zillion and one drivers - not to mention the hassle I'll have to go through with iTunes again- and to be honest, my bloody RAM can go and find itself a herd of lovely sheep (sorry, tired, metaphors are beyond me) and BAA ITSELF TO DEATH because I WANT VISTA BACK AND I WANT IT NOW.
Oh, by the way, the only reason I even wanted to get more RAM was to run Sims 2, which I've since discovered that I've lost the disc for. I may weep.
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| The Pilgrim Soul |
[8:57pm Sunday, March 30th, 2008] |
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Then Go - Damien Rice |
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I finished this earlier than expected. That is, I spent half the day on the essay, couldn't fight off this plot bunny any longer and had to sit down and write. This is the result! Apologies for the font, but I always write in Georgia, for some odd reason.
This is the longest thing I've ever written. Heee!
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| smut from the attic! |
[8:31pm Thursday, March 27th, 2008] |
I was clearing out my desk today and came across these two little Snarry ficlets that I had completely forgotten about, as well as the beginning to a story which I reckon has potential. More on which later. Anyway, for all my bitching and whining about how I am too embarrassed to write smut, I seem to have managed it here!
Anyway, as for works in process, my time is being taken up with this Tennyson essay which has reached the EPIC LENGTH of, er, a paragraph and a half, but I have great plans for an angsty (and by angsty, I mean ANGSTY) Snarry fic, provisionally titled "The Pilgrim Soul" (ten points for literary cleverness if you spot the reference) and this somewhat intriguing little bit of writing I found earlier which has that all-too commonly recycled Auden sentiment at the beginning:
"But in my arms til break of day
Let the living creature lie;
Mortal, guilty, but to me
The entirely beautiful".
but quite an interesting bit of action. Then of course, there's the Epic Correspondence Fic that I started many moons ago, which may get finished. Sometime. Maybe.
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| oh god |
[10:30am Sunday, March 23rd, 2008] |
they should put a "you are an idiot, don't do this" filter into email programmes so that you don't neglect to reread your messages once you've written them and send someone who isn't aware of how much you like them a friendly email filled with news and stuff with the line "i am stupidly in love with you" in the middle.
shit.
in other news, snow.
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