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[05 Jan 2010|01:12pm] |
There's been some casting stuff for True Blood which has made me happy. In my pants. No, really, I can't wait for the next season because we're going to get [redacted] and [redacted] and those are some of my favorite parts of the books. UNF.
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I'm having trouble with the two non-fic projects I'm supposed to be writing today, so I thought I'd warm up by writing a mini-fic for ![[personal profile]](http://s.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png) catalinay, as her prize for guessing three of the fics I wrote for Yuletide.
1100 words later, the first section of five is done. *facepalm* Short and sweet! This was supposed to be short and sweet!
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I am going to try to go to the doctor today, to the free clinic. We'll see if I can get in. You have to wait outside for it to open, because they don't open the doors until 5 and it's on a first come, first served basis, and I just don't know if I can handle a) being outside and b) being around so many people. If I don't go, though, my dad is going to kill me, so there's that.
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It is so cold in J's house. Well, in this state in general, which is wrong. Last night I went to get dinner (because he didn't come home from work until after 9:30 p.m. [he went to work at 7:30 a.m.] and neither of us wanted to cook). I was outside for maybe ten minutes, tops, in the car and running into and out of Subway, probably more like seven minutes if that, and by the time I got back inside, my hands were numb. I was wearing multiple long-sleeved shirts, jeans, heavy socks, shoes, a ski jacket, a scarf, fingerless gloves, and leather gloves on top of them and my hands got so cold when I pulled a soda out of the fridge, it felt warm. I expect this shit in Michigan, but not here.
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J and I were talking about Hawaii (where his mom lives) and I told him we should have gone there for the holidays. If it's good enough for Obama, I said, it's good enough for us. We were in public at the time and he looks around and tells me not to say that so loud, I'll get jumped here. I told him I feared no conservative. Oh, small town Missouri.
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I really have to get to work on non-fic stuff now.
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| Fandom: Yuletide girl slash |
[04 Jan 2010|04:09pm] |
I am having trouble writing today. Frustrating! I think I might have just figured out what this particular chapter needs to do, though, so I will try again.
In the meantime, ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) femslash_today has a post where they are collecting links to Yuletide stories with girl slash: Yuletide Femslash. So if you're looking for girl slash to read, or you can add links to girl slash in Yuletide, there you go.
I realized when making my comment that most of my stories this year had some sort of girl slash aspect to them. Awesome.
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[04 Jan 2010|12:22pm] |
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I just updated my user info with the new fandoms I wrote for Yuletide and (depending on how you count them) I've now hit 40 fandoms in the 10 years I've been posting fic online.
Fandoms (more or less in the order I started writing and posting in them):
(1) Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Angel (2) The Lost Boys (3) The Mighty Ducks (4) X-Men movieverse (5) Harry Potter movieverse and bookverse (6) Ultimate X-Men (7) The Fast and the Furious series (8) Pitch Black/The Chronicles of Riddick (9) Mean Girls (10) Bend It Like Beckham
(11) Lost (12) Firefly/Serenity (13) Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants (14) Supernatural
(15) Tamora Pierce's Circle of Magic (16) Dog Soldiers (17) Dead Witch Walking
(18) The Baby-Sitters Club/California Diaries (19) Full House (20) Blue Crush (21) Girlfight (22) Resident Evil (23) Dawson's Creek (24) Bring It On (25) The Breed (26) Making Out
(27) Lilo & Stitch (28) Stick It (29) She's the Man (30) One Tree Hill (31) Pirates of the Caribbean (32) Twilight (33) Jurassic Park (34) Southern Vampire series (35) Roseanne
(36) Sons of Anarchy (37) Never Cry Werewolf (38) Scooby Doo Where Are You?/Scooby Doo on Zombie Island (39) Practical Magic (40) fairy tales (Little Red Riding Hood and Snow White).
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I've been meaning to link this for awhile now, but failed. ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) cidercupcakes and I were talking about how awesome Buffy crossovers are (I believe you know my feelings on crossovers in general and how frequently I make characters Vampire Slayers), and how we'd like to do a ficathon, but really we each have enough fics to be a ficathon ourselves.
Then cidercupcakes had the fantastic idea to do a Collection at AO3 (she says we both had the idea, because she is gracious enough to share the credit, but it was really totally her who had the stroke of genius, I was just there for the brainstorming).
Thus Little Black Dress: The Jossverse Crossover Collection was born.
We're going to do a prompt collection/claiming type ficathon at some point, now that the holiday exchanges are (mostly?) complete and people are back to regular daily life, but the Collection is available now.
This part taken directly from her post about it: If your stories are already up at AO3, you can just edit them and fill in, say, "lbd_btvsangel" in the "Post to Collections/Challenges" field that will now show up! If not, you can add it to those groups when you do upload them. There are subcollections for BtVS/Angel, Firefly, Dollhouse, and Dr. Horrible, so if you've written crossovers involving them, we want 'em!
So if you're going to post or already are posting your stories at AO3, please keep the LBD Collection in mind for your Jossverse crossovers, because we always want to find more things to read. (Yeah, this is totally a selfishly motivated thing for us. Hello, more fic to read is a good thing!)
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After the glut of Yuletide activity at the end of the year, I've not been reading fannishly so I'm behind on the debate (some are calling it a wank, I'm sure) about Yuletide moving to the AO3 archive and the recurrence of people critiquing the OTW and AO3. I do have thoughts on this and for all that I am a tag wrangler and have an AO3 account, I'm not sure how much I support some of OTW's work and goals, so I plan to catch up on what people are saying, but from the little I've seen, my knee-jerk response to some of OTW's more outspoken supporters is the same as it was when rumblings about OTW first began: Not supporting OTW doesn't make people bad fans. Not everyone has to support OTW, so stop acting like it's the end of the world if people criticize it.
(I'm also seeing stuff from the anti-OTW side that makes me want to say something similar to them: Supporting OTW doesn't make someone a bad fan, stop acting like it's the end of the world if people support it.)
More on this later, I'm sure.
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I talked about how excited I was when I wrote the Scooby Doo fic "Haunted Things (Real and Fake)" for sotto_voice for Yuletide and wanted to add her to the flist based on her awesome prompt, but then I learned that she wrote the Sons of Anarchy fic and the Hellboy fic I really loved, so there was even more reason to add her to the flist. Then she found me first and so it all worked out, but I just love how someone who prompted me to write a fic I love also wrote fic I absolutely adored. Small world.
Yuletide is awesome.
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J introduced me to Boston Legal which is just -- well, I am left flailing my hands after every episode, because it is absolutely ridiculous overall, but then they'll do something absolutely heartbreaking and touching. I kinda adore the show right now, unexpectedly.
Then, because we don't have any new Sons of Anarchy to watch (I should post about the season two finale, because I finally watched it and wasn't as happy as I'd expected to be), Sister K recommended we try Dexter. We watched the first three episodes over the weekend and I think I like it.
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[04 Jan 2010|08:22am] |
Någon poängterade att det faktiskt är ett nytt årtionde nu. Jag som mest minns att jag var övertygad om att världen skulle gå under på nyårsafton 1999. Istället satt jag i mammas och min säng (vi delade rum) hela kvällen och såg på Frasier vid tolvslaget. Tji fick jag.
I alla fall. Nu när tillochmed nittiotalet börjar bli lite väl dimmigt för någon som fortfarande minns telefonnumret till mammas mobil som blev stulen 1996 (070-542509*) så ska jag försöka räkna upp åtminstone en sak jag minns från varje år:
2000: Jag började gymnasiet. Jag bröt benet när jag åkte skridskor.
2001: Jag och min bästa kompis blev fruktansvärt osams den 11 September. Jag grät hela den dagen och mamma tröstade mig.
2002: Jag och Jennie blev (bästa) vänner. Jag praktiserade på turistbyrån i Avesta. Jag åkte till England som utbytesstudent.
2003: Jag tog studenten. Jag blev full för första gången. Jag flyttade hemifrån. Jag träffade/började prata med nygoldfish54.
2004: Jag gjorde inte ett skit utan levde på mina fonder i nio månader. Jag praktiserade på ett kafé. Jag försökte plugga på Komvux men det sög så jag sökte till (och kom in på) Stockholms Universitet istället.
2005: Jag flyttade till Stockholm. Jag fick skjuts till tandläkaren i Falun av min pappa när jag var hemma över en dag - vi sågs aldrig mer efter det. Jag gick på min första dejt.
2006: Jag träffade min första pojkvän. Jag fick mitt första riktiga jobb. Jag såg Tre Kronor vinna OS-guld i Turin den 26 februari klockan 16.07 (jag var förstås inte i Turin, duh).
2007: Jag gick på mitt första bröllop. Jag åkte på min första riktiga utlandssemester. Jag träffade prolificdiarist i London. Jag började jobba på kasinot.
2008: Jag pratade med min pappa på telefon för sista gången. Jag sov på en tältsäng i nio månader hemma hos Sara. Jag minns mest utekvällar, alkohol, killar, utlandsresor och fester. Jag träffade min farfar för allra sista gången.
2009: Jag reste utomlands ensam. Jag förlorade min farfar. Jag var framgångsrik på jobbet. Jag flyttade ihop med Jennie. Baserat på det föregående, underbara decenniumet så är mina nyårslöften följande:
+ Inget socker tills nästa stora händelse (just nu verkar den händelsen luta åt att bli min födelsedag). En gång i månaden har jag ett frikort.
+ Inget gnällande och ABSOLUT inget användande av den gnälliga rösten. Undantag gäller endast vid katastrofala händelser eller vid samtal med Petra. Hon är mitt frikort.
+ Behålla lugnet i alla stressiga situationer och andas djupt innan humöret tar över, vilket leder till nästa löfte:
+ Rensa bort allt gammalt som kläder och saker som bara är nerpackat. Alla kläder som jag haft sen jag gick i gymnasiet ska bytas ut mot användbart skit av kvalité.
+ Kontrollera humöret. Hur stor mening är det att bli arg, kasta saker och sparka på möbler bara för att saker inte går som det ska? Just det, noll mening.
+ Spara pengar, alla pengar, allt som blir över, SPARA. Inte köpa korkade grejer som aldrig kommer att användas. Filmer och seriealbum borde (snyft) vara mitt frikort, men nej!
+ Inte dricka för mycket och högst två gånger i månaden. Det är ekonomiskt och leder inte till ångestfyllda situationer. Lugn och fin.
+ Fokusera på jobbet och inte slarva. Min plånbok ska ALDRIG försvinna igen, någonsin!
+ Vara snäll mot mamma. Jag är alltid elakast mot henne och Jennie, och snällast mot folk jag knappt känner. Ändring!
(Mobilen blev förresten stulen ur mammas blå SAAB som hade registreringsnumret H*R 803. DET minns jag, men fråga mig hur gammal jag är och jag måste tänka efter i fem sekunder. Rainman Light.)
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[03 Jan 2010|09:58pm] |
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Jake introduced me to a new song tonight which I love and I so helpfully have a link to the official video for it, too: Johnny and June by Heidi Newfield.
There are moments of this video which are breathtaking. (There are also moments which are ridiculous and cheesy, but whatever.) I love Johnny Cash references in general and this song makes me happy. It also makes me want to write, but that's pretty standard.
Mostly I love fire imagery and this video has awesome fire.
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[03 Jan 2010|06:42pm] |
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I feel like answering questions. I know I have a couple question sets in my inbox, but these from rosepurr were the latest and therefore the most accessible. If you'd like a question set, leave me a comment letting me know. I make no promises, but if I have some interesting questions, I'll ask them of you. Also, if you have questions for me, leave them in a comment and I'll answer, though maybe not all of them publicly. Comments are screened.
1. Are you still considering eventually moving into law librarianship?
Yes, I think so. I think this would be something I'd like to do in my retirement, after I am done practicing law full time. (Like my parents, my idea of retirement includes getting a new career.) I enjoy research a lot and quite liked working at the library during undergrad (which wasn't a law library, I realize, and things are different as an actual librarian). If nothing else, I'd like to take some classes on law librarianship at some point. (There's a year long program I'd adore, but it's not possible for me right now.)
2. You seem very tall in the all of the photos I've seen of you. How tall are you?
I'm just over 5'10" and would love to finally reach 6' but I don't think it will happen. At first I was amused by the fact that I appear very tall in photos, but then I realized most of the photos I've posted here have been me with law school friends who are, as a whole, shorter than me. Photos of me with my family present quite a different picture. Of my siblings, I am the second shortest; only one of my older sisters is shorter than me. Both my parents are shorter, too; you can really tell the kids are adopted when you see us together with them.
3. What's your favorite drink?
My favorite soda is diet Dr. Pepper, though I also drink diet Pepsi and diet Coke depending on availability. I am a big fan of tequila, though I don't drink it as much anymore. I like sweet wines, and my favorite is a Missouri wine called Pink Catawba from St. James Winery. I love peppermint mocha lattes made with skim milk. I drink gallons of iced tea, generally unsweetened these days. Law school has taught me that a good martini is a thing of joy.
4. What was your favorite book before you turned 10?
I'm not sure. I don't remember a lot of my childhood clearly, not for any horrible reason but because if I don't write things down, like in this blog, I simply don't remember them well. I do have some clear memories of Mom reading to me. We read lots of books that way, but I particularly remember her reading the Little House on the Prairie books. She has a very particular way of speaking when she reads aloud, and I can remember watching the precise way her mouth formed the words. I also loved Where the Red Fern Grows, in part because I had a hound dog (or, rather, a mixed mutt that was mostly beagle) and so though the story broke my heart, I loved it all the same.
5. How would you describe your high school experience?
I misread this at first as "How would you describe your best high school experience?" and was stymied with all the choices. I had a wonderful time in high school. I was involved in a variety of great activities, I had interesting groups of friends, and I was pretty successful at everything I did. I get frustrated with the assumption in many of my circles now (law school, geeks, gamers, fandom, etc.) that of course, because we're so smart and created, we had horrible experiences in high school. I wouldn't want to relive it, but then I don't want to relive anything. I'm interested in moving forward with life; there's so much more to live. But high school was fun and enjoyable. I think that's part of why I like writing about it.
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[03 Jan 2010|10:38am] |
1. What did you do in 2009 that you’d never done before?
I went to another country all by myself. I went to a therapist that fixed all my problems. I stopped eating sugar. I changed my last name to my mother's last name. Best thing I've ever done.
2. Did you keep your new years’ resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
They were: Write more. Talk less. Save more. Work more. Keep more promises.
Next year's will be: Whine less. Be less negative. Stay calm. Stay away from sugar/snacks. And only focusing on one guy, and one guy only.
3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
Eww, no.
4. Did anyone close to you die?
My grandfather. He died the happiest, sunniest day/night of my life. Irony sucks.
5. What countries did you visit?
France and Tunisia. France was lovely. Tunisia was not.
6. What would you like to have in 2010 that you lacked in 2009?
Energy. More than one meal a day. The ability to chill the fuck out whenever something happens that I can't control.
7. What date from 2009 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
9 February - just knowing that I could
16 October - greatest birthday dinner ever
14 May - I was my grandfather's girl
19 July - Fredrik in Stockholm
4 June - Bruce Springsteen
14 February - sacrificed Gustaf Skarsgård look-a-like for someone else's semi-happiness. On friggin' Valentine's Day.
1 August - the perfect night out
22 August - Coldplay
31 Januari - went to visit Micke in France all by myself
3 October - Detroit-St.Louis
28 February - party in Uppsala. Worst hangover ever. Gin, never again. Rum and coke, ha!
Oh, yeah, and a bunch of celebrities died. I was most upset about Brittany Murphy. Michael Jackson dying was just comedy all over. Especially this cracked me up for several minutes.
8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
The whole realization that I'm not doing anything wrong and that all my neuroses are pretty much my dad's fault.
Getting a well-deserved pay raise at work.
I completed the SAT (Högskoleprovet) and didn't suck.
9. What was your biggest failure?
Applying to the course I was interested in, just to be told that it wasn't at all what I had thought it was.
Getting over the post traumatic stress, including the failed robbery drills at work. I get it. Make it stop now.
I didn't handle alcohol too well (and it didn't handle me too well either, thanks to the fucker who spiked my drink).
I also tried to be nicer. I don't think it worked out well.
10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
Once every month on almost the same day I got a fever. It stopped in June. Then I got a repetitive motion injury in my right hand. Considering what I do for a living, it did not come in handy.
11. What was the best thing you bought?
I didn't buy much other than necessities. I like my chess board from Tunisia though, but it's not very useful.
12. Whose behavior merited celebration?
Behavior I'm not sure about, but Kristine saved my career with tons of advice. I even have a motivational post-it of one of her quotes in my locker. That's worth celebrating.
13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
Sloppy, co-dependent people. And guys in general, as usual.
14. Where did most of your money go?
To savings, alcohol, skin care products and bills.
15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
May 14, until it turned out that my grandfather died the same day.
The Coldplay concert (Green Eyes in particular).
The party at work in February. Twisting with the boy I like.
Seeing the Red Wings live in Globen. I don't care if they lost. It's among the Top 5 Moments of my life. And I'm not sure what the other four could be off the top of my head.
16. What song will always remind you of 2009?
Love Story - Taylor Swift
Love Really Hurts Without You - Billy Ocean
Girls Just Wanna Have Fun - Miley Cyrus
The Scientist - Coldplay
Yellow - Coldplay
Twist & Shout - Bruce Springsteen
The Long Way Around - The Dixie Chicks
Stop Crying Your Heart Out - Oasis
Rock Away - Lazee
Waitin' On a Sunny Day - Bruce Springsteen
Because I Love You - September
If It Wasn't For The Nights - ABBA
Gotta Be Somebody - Nickelback
Handlake Village - Takida
Over You - Chris Daughtry
Heartache on the Dancefloor - Janet
Don't Stop Believin' - Journey
Fuck You - Lily Allen
Mississippi - Bob Dylan
This year had an extensive soundtrack. I have Spotify and Glee to thank this for.
17. Compared to this time last year, are you:
i. happier or sadder? I wouldn't call it sadder, but I was definitely more bad-tempered and bitter.
ii. thinner or fatter? I'm the same, even though I stopped eating sugar.
iii. richer or poorer? Richer, but I don't use the money for anything so I still can't afford to eat more than once a day.
18. What do you wish you’d done more of?
Saved more money. Been more dignified. Learnt from my mistakes.
19. What do you wish you’d done less of?
Spent less money. Been less all over the place.
20. How will you be spending Christmas?
At my mom's house. We don't celebrate much. We usually don't even have a tree. And as long as nobody is shooting anywhere in the vicinity, it'll be the best Christmas ever.
22. Did you fall in love in 2009?
No. I fell out of love with a ton of people, though. And I still harbor my secret crush!
I only dated one guy and he was inconveniently located in another country.
xxxx
23. How many one-night stands?
I'm a nun. What do you think?
24. What was your favorite TV program?
Monk.
The Big Bang Theory.
Glee.
Entourage.
How I Met Your Mother.
Shameless.
The Office (UK).
25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year?
No. I don't keep favorites; I hate everyone equally.
26. What was the best book you read?
It. I spent most of my vacation reading that book. I still get freaked out when I'm in the shower and convince myself that the clown might burst out of the drain.
I actually enjoyed The Devil Wears Prada a lot, too, even though it was pretty stupid. Entertainingly stupid.
I also read the Millennium trilogy by Stieg Larsson, but the pacing and editing kind of ruined it for me.
27. What was your greatest musical discovery?
Coldplay. Oasis. Bruce Springsteen. They were all discovered before this year, of course, but I didn't start loving them until now.
McFly. Lily Allen. Texas. Alphabeat. Veronica Maggio. The Gaslight Anthem.
28. What did you want and get?
Appreciation at work. An apartment.
29. What did you want and not get?
Everything else.
30. What was your favorite film of this year?
I watched a lot of pointless romantic comedies. The Ugly Truth was pretty good. Ice Age 3 was okay all thanks to the dinosaurs. The Dead Girl ruined me for life.
31. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
I spent it at work and I turned 25.
(Yes, I know how shocking this answer is.)
32.What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
It would be cool if it was legal to bite people when they piss you off. Just an idea.
That the awesome apartment I just moved to was located in a better area.
That I could just stop doing the same mistakes over and over again.
33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2009?
I barely bought any clothes at all. I'm saving for a rainy day. I just wore the same crap I've worn since I went to high school. I threw away my Hello Kitty panties though. Well, most of them.
34. What kept you sane?
I wasn't sane. This was the year of the hissy-fit.
35. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
I gushed a lot over Rose Byrne. Girl crushes counts.
36. What political issue stirred you the most?
I guess the election to the European Union Parliament, since I actually got out of bed to vote that day.
37. Who did you miss?
Same as last year, although this time times a hundred thousand millions.
38. Who was the best new person you met?
Viktor. Anna. Jacqueline. Jenny.
39. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2009.
I can't be nice without sounding like a suck-up. I can't rebuke without sounding like a bitch. If I can't say it nicely, I shouldn't say anything at all. And smile, dammit.
40. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:
It's been two long years now
Since the top of the world came crashing down
And I'm getting' it back on the road now
But I'm taking the long way around
Well, I fought with a stranger and I met myself
I opened my mouth and I heard myself
It can get pretty lonely when you show yourself
Guess I could have made it easier on myself
But I, I could never follow
Well, I never seem to do it like anybody else
Maybe someday, someday I'm gonna settle down
If you ever want to find me I can still be found
Taking the long way around
  
  
  
  
  
'Cause all of the stars
Are fading away
Just try not to worry
You'll see them some day
Take what you need
And be on your way
And stop crying your heart out
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[03 Jan 2010|08:35am] |
Förlåt. Jag glömde.
Idag för fjorton år sedan så blev Cimmen påkörd av en vit bil när han rymde från vår tomt genom hallonbuskarna. Det var mörkt ute och några gator bort så hann en bil inte stanna när han smet över vägen.
Jag var hemma hos min farmor och farfar när mamma ringde och berättade att det hade hänt en olycka. Och farfar (som också är död nu) skjutsade mig på sin spark de femhundra metrarna som låg mellan deras och mina föräldrars hus. Det var snö och jag minns att jag hade vantar och halsduk på mig. Jag minns däremot inte varför farfar inte tog bilen. Men jag kommer ihåg att jag var jätterädd att Cimmen skulle vara borta när jag kom hem, att jag inte skulle få se honom mer. Och det tog så lång tid innan vi var framme, trots att det säkert bara tog tio minuter.
När jag kom innanför dörren så låg Cimmen på mattan i vardagsrummet, och han reste på sig för att komma och hälsa (han hälsade alltid när jag kom hem, varje dag efter skolan). Han haltade och hade ett sår vid huvudet, och jag minns verkligen inte men jag måste ha gråtit när jag såg honom, mest för att jag var så glad att han fortfarande levde.
Eftersom det var jullov så vägrade jag låta Cimmen sova ensam i köket. Jag tog min sovsäck och bäddade på golvet bredvid honom, helt övertygad om att jag skulle sova där för alltid, tills han blev bättre och kunde gå upp för trapporna till övervåningen igen (han sov alltid på mattan i mamma och pappas sovrum).
Men nästa kväll fick jag inte sova där igen för mina föräldrar. Jag låg och grät i min säng hela natten för att jag tyckte så synd om Cimmen som måste sova där nere själv. Någon dag senare så tog mamma honom till veterinären och sa att hon kanske inte skulle ha honom med sig hem ifall veterinären tyckte det var bäst så. Men han fick följa med hem, han satt i bilen och väntade när mamma hämtade mig hos sin vännina någon timme senare.
Ett halvår senare, den tolfte juni 1996, så berättade pappa att de skulle avliva Cimmen nästa dag, och att vi bara hade några timmar på oss att säga hej då innan han skulle lämna oss hos mamma och sen ta med Cimmen hem till sig över natten. Mamma och pappa hade flyttat isär några månader tidigare.
Det sista jag minns är att han satt i pappas bil på passagerarsidan med huvudet ut genom fönstret. Jag stod utanför och smekte hans örtipp, för örtipparna var alltid det som var lenast på hans päls. Sen körde pappa iväg, och jag stod på gården och tittade efter dem och fattade inte riktigt att jag aldrig skulle få se honom igen.
Nästa dag så tog pappa honom till veterinären. Vi begravde honom nedanför en björk i farfar och farmors (numera pappas) stora trädgård, vilket var ett misstag av stora mått eftersom varken mamma eller jag kan gå dit för att säga hej eller lämna blommor längre. Men Cimmen brukade sitta där i slänten under björken och se på medan vi badade i älven alldeles nedanför.
Ingen kan säga att ens husdjur inte är en riktig familjemedlem. Om han bara var ett djur så skulle jag inte sakna honom så här mycket, eller tänka på honom varje dag, hela tiden. Det är helt sjukt hur mycket man kan sakna någon.
2010 har inte börjat så bra, men sämre inledning än så här kan ett år verkligen inte ha. 1996, värsta året i mitt liv. Det borde jag verkligen tänka på när jag sitter här och deppar över en försvunnen plånbok och ett hopplöst privatliv.
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| Fic Round-Up 2009 |
[01 Jan 2010|03:05pm] |
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2009 marked my tenth year of writing and posting fanfic online, and though I celebrated it back in the proper month, once again, Happy Decade of Fanfic to Me! Beyond the actual writing changes (you know, the way I no longer suck quite as much after ten years and however many millions of words of writing), my fanfic writing has changed in some ways. For one thing, I no longer write in only one fandom at a time, and for another, I no longer write 100k epics. Mostly I am fine with both of these changes, though sometimes I miss having a long, complicated fanfic series to write. (Mostly, I think I miss the way my particular fandoms were back when I was writing those long stories, especially The Lost Boys, which has, unfortunately, lost some of the best writers as they retired from writing fanfic. I miss those days.)
So here is the fic I posted in 2009. (I count Yuletide in the year I can post it here, so these Yuletide stories were for Yuletide 2008.)
( Fic by Month )
I posted 25 new stories this year, which is approximately half of what I posted last year, but I had a bunch of non-fic writing this year, too, and I am pleased with what I wrote. "wolf woman wild" is probably my favorite story of the year.
Some break-downs of the fic.
gen: 6
het: 9
girl slash: 12
boy slash: 3
unrequited: 1
threesomes, foursomes, and moresomes: 2
crossovers: 4
apocalypse: 1
New fandoms for 2009: Jurassic Park, Southern Vampire mysteries - Harris, Roseanne, and Never Cry Werewolf.
I can't believe I didn't write more threesomes, foursomes, and moresomes, or more apocalypse fic. Though, after 2008's mass of Apocalyptothon pinch hits, almost any amount in 2009 would be a let down.
I wrote a couple werewolf stories, a couple vampire stories, and one shapeshifter story (Quinn is a weretiger, not a werwolf), which obviously means I need to spend 2010 turning everyone into werewolves. Yes, that is my 2010 fic goal. Make more characters werewolves.
My meds are about to knock me out, I think, though I'm trying hard to stay awake.
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| Little Red Riding Hood fic: Bedtime Story (The Red and the Black and the White as Snow) |
[01 Jan 2010|01:05pm] |
Out of all the stories which are pure Carla stories (god, that Blue Crush story, and really, the Scooby Doo story is based on content, if not fandom), this is the purest, though again, that may be clearer if you've read any of my non-fanfic writing. (In fact, there were a couple of scenes I wrote and then pulled because they were too much like my non-fanfic writing and I needed to save them. Hee.) I wish I'd pushed this to over 1000 words, because I think the Yuletide Madness archive didn't get as much attention, and not that I'm saying more people should have read this, I just think the split archives did a disservice to all the Yuletide Madness stories. Also, I think I could have done a lot more with this, so even though I'm pleased with what I did do, I wish I'd pressed on, exhausted as I was.
Title: Bedtime Story (The Red and the Black and the White as Snow)
Author: Carla (escritoireazul)
Note: This is a transformative work of fiction inspired by the legends of Little Red Riding Hood, Snow White, and werewolves.
Rating: 13+
Word Count: 700+
Written for: Cherith as a Treat for Yuletide Madness 2009.
Summary: Let me tell you a story, she says, and her story begins with a wolf.
( Bedtime Story (The Red and the Black and the White as Snow) ) |
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| Fast and the Furious fic: (Memories of) Home, Letty/Dom |
[01 Jan 2010|12:53pm] |
I am actually really disappointed with this story. It's the only one out of the seven which gave me pause before I uploaded it, because I really don't think I captured the love and warmth of family as much as I wanted.
I originally intended to write approximately 500 words for each of the fandoms catalinay requested for Yuletide, just because I could, but then the Blue Crush fic exploded and I had a couple others on my plate by the time I wrote this one, so I ended up not. Maybe as a New Years Treat or something.
Title: (Memories of) Home
Author: Carla (escritoireazul)
Note: This is a transformative work of fiction inspired by the movie The Fast and the Furious.
Setting: Pre-series.
Rating: 13+
Word Count: 1000+
Written for: catalinay as a Treat for Yuletide 2009.
Summary: Dominic thinks he can take care of everything always.
( (Memories of) Home )
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| BSC fic: Marshmallows and Cream, Abby/Claudia |
[01 Jan 2010|12:46pm] |
I have no funny story about choosing this prompt, only that I wanted to write Abby's puns and went and reread the Super Mystery where they ski together before writing it (I consumed a lot of source material that one day I was writing treats -- I wrote everything but the California Diaries fic and the Blue Crush fic in one day, while watching movies and reading books), but I will say that I am currently typing while wearing fabulous sparkly teal fingerless gloves because Sister K loves me best. (Or maybe got tired of hearing me complain about my hands being cold.) She's also knitting me teal armwarmers, because she really does love me best. <3 (J keeps teasing us and telling me to take them back because they're missing the fingers. When she showed me the yarn for my armwarmers, he asked if she planned to knit fingers for my gloves.)
No one guessed this story, either, and I'm pretty sure it's because there are no parentheses in the title. HEE.
Title: Marshmallows and Cream
Author: Carla (escritoireazul)
Note: This is a transformative work of fiction based on The Baby-Sitters Club book series by Ann M. Martin.
Rating: 13+
Word Count: 1100+
Written for: thankyouturtle as a Treat for Yuletide 2009.
Summary: Theirs is a love made of candy and puns.
( Marshmallows and Cream )
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| Practical Magic fic: Rituals (Feathers and Flames) |
[01 Jan 2010|12:33pm] |
No one guessed that I wrote this (no one guessed I wrote the Scooby Doo fic, either, but that made sense to me), but I really felt like my fingerprints were all over this story. Women and magic and mystery and rituals and sister bonds all feel like me, to me at least, but maybe not if you've never read any of my non-fanfic writing.
This was another prompt which grabbed me, though this one did from the first time I read the Dear Yuletide Author letter. I saved it, not really intending to write it, but then I came back to it and, in the aftermath of writing the Scooby Doo fic which held me so tight, this seemed like a natural progression. I tried very hard to make this a visual story, much the way the movie captures me with visuals -- the long hair, the sweep of a dress, the clasp of two hands each bearing scars -- which was wonderful set up for one of the stories I wrote after it.
I started switching up the little symbols I use between scenes, but man, these titles totally give me away if nothing else. Me and my parenthesis. *facepalm*
Title: Rituals (Feathers and Flames)
Author: Carla (escritoireazul)
Rating: 13+
Note: This is a transformative work of fiction inspired by the movie Practical Magic.
Word Count: 1200+
Written for: MissJess as a Treat for Yuletide 2009.
Summary: The homefires burn forever for them, this family of women and magic.
( Rituals (Feathers and Flames) )
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| Scooby Doo fic: Haunting Things (Real and Fake), Velma |
[01 Jan 2010|12:21pm] |
I had no intention of ever writing Scooby Doo fic, and I actually saved sotto_voice's Dear Yuletide Author letter because I was intrigued by a different fandom, but by the time I'd finished and posted my assignment and the Treat I'd already written, it was weeks after I'd initially looked at the letters. When I read it again, this prompt grabbed me, so I decided to watch Scooby Doo on Zombie Island, which I'd seen before, but only the end. It's kinda awesome, you guys, with twists and real monsters and the team reuniting after some time apart and suddenly I knew I wanted to write a story about Velma and how people can love us, but not the way we want, and how growing up can mean heart break, and how sometimes you can come home again and even though it's changed, it's still good.
I am not sure I managed it in this story, but I had a hell of a good time trying.
And I'll be honest, after writing this prompt, I kinda want to add sotto_voice to my flist because it was so amazing and therefore she must be pretty amazing too. (Post-Yuletide flist adding spree coming up? Maybe!)
And yes, this is one of the new for me fandoms I wrote in Yuletide 2009.
Title: Haunting Things (Real and Fake)
Author: Carla (escritoireazul)
Note: This is a transformative work of fiction inspired by the tv show Scooby Doo Where are You? and the made-for-tv movie Scooby Doo on Zombie Island.
Yuletide Note: This is, maybe, not actually a Scooby Doo Where Are You (TV 1969) fic, though it sort of is because it is inspired by that series. Per sotto_voice's Dear Yuletide Author letter, this story, though influenced by the many, many mysteries of the tv series, takes place before, during, and after the made-for-tv movie Scooby Doo on Zombie Island.
Rating: 13+
Word Count: 1800+
Written for: sotto_voice as a Treat for Yuletide 2009.
Summary: Just as mysteries must be solved, some secrets must be kept.
( Haunted Things (Real and Fake) )
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| Blue Crush fic: Hold Your Breath (Breathe Out Now), Anne Marie/Eden/Kala |
[01 Jan 2010|12:05pm] |
Man, it is much harder to try to bring something posted first at AO3 here than it is to transfer something from here to AO3. Next time I will not be lazy and use the rich text editor at AO3, but I couldn't fathom going back through and putting the html coding in while I was so frantically trying to write more Yuletide fic before the deadline. Why in the world is the lj-cut so difficult to use in the rich text editor here?
Anyway, this was the first Yuletide Treat I wrote, and I actually had the bulk of it written before I wrote my assignment, mostly because Blue Crush is a comfortable jeans fandom for me. You know, you can pull them on anytime and it always works.
I've wanted to write a story based on Anne Marie's line, "I'm tired of holding my breath, Eden," for awhile now, and when I saw catalinay 's Dear Yuletide Author letter, I decided it was going to be this fic. I rewatched Blue Crush a number of times, despite having already seen it probably a thousand times (I watched Blue Crush and Lilo & Stitch obsessively when I was counting down the months until J and I were going to Hawaii, where he grew up), and did a lot of research on Kala, so in a way, this was more work than a lot of my Blue Crush fic, but it still flowed really well.
Title: Hold Your Breath (Breathe Out Now)
Author: Carla (escritoireazul)
Disclaimer: This is a transformative work of fiction based on the movie Blue Crush and the real life of Kala Alexander, who plays the character Kala in the movie.
Rating: 16+
Word Count: 3200+
Written for: catalinay as a Treat for Yuletide 2009
Summary: Anne Marie: I'm tired of holding my breath, Eden.
( Hold Your Breath (Breathe Out Now) )
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| California Diaries fic: Letters (Un)Sent, Ducky McRae |
[01 Jan 2010|11:49am] |
Yuletide authors have gone live! catalinay was the only one who guessed correctly, but she got three of the seven right, so it looks like I'll be writing more of a couple of them, per her request.
Anyway, here's the one which was my actual assignment.
Title: Letters (Un)Sent
Author: Carla (escritoireazul)
Note: This is a transformative work of fiction based on The California Diaries series by Ann M. Martin.
Rating: 13+
Written for: electricchicken for Yuletide 2009.
Summary: Some words are private but some meant to be shared.
( Letters (Un)Sent )
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| Fic: Secret Holiday Project, 2009, Day 31: Blue Moon |
[31 Dec 2009|11:00pm] |
So I didn't get all the prompts to fit into this story, but I will write drabbles for them too. Mostly I want to say happy New Year. If what you do New Year's Eve is what you do for the rest of the year, I'll spend 2010 writing werewolf stories and sexy stories and spending time with my family. I'd be happy with that.
Thank you all for being there through a really horrific year.
The blue moon really is gorgeous tonight. I'm going to go burn things beneath it and cast off the lingering curse of this year, of the past ten years.
May all the monsters 2010 brings be welcome at your door.
Title: Secret Holiday Project 2009
Author: Carla
Prompt: Blue Moon
Fandom: Fast and the Furious series, Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Blue Moon
Letty watches the ocean, her back resolutely turned to the rising moon. She doesn’t need to see it to know it’s there, full and golden in the sky, making her skin itch and her eyes burn.
She presses her fingers to her mouth, but all she tastes is human flesh.
Behind her, Faith, Dom, and Oz lurk, keeping watch. They’ll stop her if she shifts, but they believe she’s strong enough.
She’s been blessed, her lovers and her wolf. If she’s lucky, it’ll last longer than this month, longer than the rise and fall of the cycle of the moon.
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