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[15 Jul 2008|07:48pm] |
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Cooing doves attempting to mate is one of the most hilariously pathetic sights ever...
ETA: The male just knocked the female entirely off the branch. The female seems quite annoyed.
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[13 Jul 2008|09:49pm] |
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So... what might the guidelines be for a real-person cameo (about a page) in a fictional novel. Someone like, say... er... George Clooney? At all permissable? Not at all?
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| Manipping in the News |
[11 Jul 2008|07:47pm] |
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Heh. Funny, and yet scary, that so many major newspapers missed this fudged-with photo. And put it on their front pages.
What this picture really needs is one more missile!
This makes me want to go whip up a front-page, Pullitzer-prize-winning photo of my own!
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| Random Muse Ramblings |
[11 Jul 2008|07:15pm] |
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So, I've been taking an intentional break from writing for a few days. Basically, during the last month and a half, even when I haven't been writing, I've been thinking about writing, so I decided my brain needed a chance to really turn off and recharge for awhile, much like my poor, abused laptop.
Of course, during this period of not-writing, I came up with a random title for a story. I don't know anything about what the plot would be (though the premise is obvious), but the title is:
"The Day the BioGene Accessioning Department Got Stoned"
For the record:
a) BioGene is just a stupid biotech company name I made up... but it's probably also the name of a real, stupidly-named biotech company.
b) Three days of the week, I'm forced to spend the entire morning opening incoming FedEx boxes (containing blood and other such specimens to be tested) in my biotech company's Accessioning department. It is crowded, constantly busy, and immensely stressful place.
c) I have never been stoned. Or even drunk, for that matter. Or ever even seen marijuana except this one time for a second in high school when one kid was showing another kid (not me) her stash.
This lead me to thinking about genetics plots, and my apparently entirely uncreative brain came up with the "A biotech company clones Jesus" plot. To be fair to my brain, though, it came up with some interesting characters and settings and thriller-esque drama for said plot. Also, there was a woolly mammoth. Which was also cloned. From long-frozen mammoth flesh, of course. (Someone was thinking of/trying to do that for real awhile back. I wonder what happened with that.)
Anyway, it is way too cliched, dear brain. Let it go and come up with something better. And less controversial. And less research-requiring. Really.
So, yeah. Welcome to my brain. It's weird in here, I know. Watch out for grue's.
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| Depressed or just lazy? |
[05 Jul 2008|01:20pm] |
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Today I have:
1) gotten out of bed. At 11:30.
2) eaten scrambled eggs, a quarter of a cantaloupe (precut), and a cup of yogurt.
3) rounded up laundry and thrown one load in the machine.
4) bummed around online.
5) not yet taken off my pajamas.
This week I have:
1) written essentially nothing (except for a tiny, silly Hancock ficlet). None on the novel.
Arrrrrgh. *thunks head on virtual wall in frustration*
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| Fic: Middleman (Hancock/Ray, PG) |
[03 Jul 2008|09:57pm] |
Um. Yeah. Fic. Mostly because... er. I wanna be first, or at least nearly, at some pairing for once. Okay, I'm sure I'm not first, but there is a comm, ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) hancock_fic, and it has nothing posted there yet, so maybe.
So, this is totally for fun and right off the top of my head.
Author: Trekker (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) 47_trek_47)
Pairing: Hancock/Ray, mainly.
Rating: PG
Category: Slash, obviously, with implied het. Short and fluffy.
Summary: A slasher's epilogue.
Notes/Warnings: Spoilers liek whoa for everything.
( Maybe some people would say it's not fair. )
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| Hancock |
[03 Jul 2008|09:18pm] |
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Holy slashiness, Batman!
There's a thing, at the very, very end, that will make every slasher ever pretty much literally fall out of their seats. Guaranteed.
Also: Very fun, well-done movie. Even the het wasn't annoying. Ten thumbs up.
OLD-SCHOOL SLASHY, OMG.
I may go see it again tomorrow. Yeah.
On the novel front: Writer's block, omg.
ETA: Yes... I have committed fic. *is guilty*
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| Okay... |
[22 Jun 2008|08:01pm] |
Why am I not working on the novel now? I get that the last few weeks my mind has been elsewhere, but I got my usual writing time in yesterday and today... nothing. I'm being naughty. *sighs*
Anyway... so, now, a very simple poll:
I'm making a filter for my novel word-count and other such things updates, to spare those of you who really, really don't care. :)
Poll #1209242 Novel Filter
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: AllDo you want to be on my novel-updates filter?
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| And Because My Life... |
[15 Jun 2008|08:00pm] |
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... needed to be even more obnoxious and fucked up... I am now sitting here with gauze taped over my right eye because I managed to scratch it with a sheaf of construction paper. YAY.
Fortunately, the doctor says it should be okay by tomorrow morning, so at least this is temporary.
My ribs, however, may not be happy for another two to four weeks. Argh. (ETA: But they're probably not broken--he thinks the bits that hold my ribs to my sternum are sprained. I also got a lot of disapproving looks from nurses for not seeing a doctor sooner. Heh.)
Also, my left eye is my bad eye in general, so I can't see very well.
*whines more*
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| Real Life |
[15 Jun 2008|09:47am] |
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Running your first ever 5k with a possibly broken rib? Bad idea.
But still:
( Finish Line! )
Ibuprofin is my friiiiiiiend. *snuggles it*
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| My Less Happy News |
[09 Jun 2008|10:13pm] |
If you'll allow me the whimsey of applying the term to an inanimate object, I lost a good friend on Tuesday.
I'm not hurt. I'm fine. I have one bruise running from my left shoulder to my right hip, another one horizontal and low across my hipbones, and a scuff like a bad carpetburn on the inside of my left arm. I may have one bruised or cracked rib.
I was in the center lane of a three-lane southbound interstate when I thought the car in the left lane was starting to merge into mine. I started to move to the right lane.
Based on the skid marks, it all took place over about 75 yards (split the difference between 50 and 100 yards--I walked it, but I was too busy thinking about whether or not the sheriff had taken my license, proof of insurance, and registration with him when he left). Doing the math and assuming for simplicity's sake a constant velocity of about 67 to 70 miles per hour, the next sequence of events took place in about half of a second.
I felt my car start jerk to the right. I yanked my wheel to the left. My back end slid and I skidded across my lane and the left lane. At some point, the car in the left lane hit my back, driver's-side door. At another point, the front end of my car hit the concrete barrier running down the center of the interstate. At the end of it all, I was stopped, facing the correct direction, in the left lane under the shade of an overpass.
It's amazing how right my nightmares got it, long before it had even happened: that sinking feeling of a worst case scenario come to life, the terrifying helplessness of no control at all. Two jarring thuds, like a rough ride at an amusement park.
Then the air was filled with haze and a strange smell and my chest hurt and the car wasn't moving and I thought, simply, "I need to get out of the car. Someone might hit me, and that haze might be smoke."
I got out. That's when I knew for sure I was okay. I was alive, I could stand, I could walk and I could breathe. My chest hurt and my arm hurt but none of the pain was sharp or intense.
My car wasn't so lucky.
Most of my family names our cars. Mine, an '03 Honda Civic Hybrid, was Jim. I bought him used in January of '06. He was the first car I'd ever bought. I've always thought of him as a scrappy little mustang stallion. He's small and dun-colored, and he's not sporty or fast, but he's tireless and reliable.
I hit that wall at probably something like 60 miles per hour, but my seatbelt and the airbag held me down, and the headrest kept my head and spine aligned. Jim's crumple zones took the brunt of the force out of the impact. His front end caved in, with the hood ending up bent, showing off his insides. His engine was wrenched back at least a foot into the firewall. His back door was crushed.
But I was fine. Bruised and shaken, but fine.
On Friday, I got the call from the body shop saying the damages were at least 4,000 dollars more than what Jim could possibly be worth. He's totalled.
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| Continuing to Slog Onwards |
[02 Jun 2008|07:46pm] |
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I went through a phase recently of only writing dialogue and literally the smallest amount of action and description possible, more outline than prose. I'm trying to get back into writing fleshed-out scenes, because my heart can't take 1,500 word chapters.
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| Antagonists |
[01 Jun 2008|01:13pm] |
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Nothing I write ever seems to have antagonists. At least, not in the traditional sense of "bad guy" antagonists with nefarious plots. I guess I just reject the notion of "evil" people... but I don't even usually have a person who is working against the protagonist. Thus, a lot of writing advice seems to not apply to what I write.
OH LOOK! A word count meter:
I have no idea if 90,000 words is the right length, but it's something to aim at.
My main characters are developing personalities and voices, secondary characters have been jumping into the narrative and finding niches for themselves, and the structure of the non-linear timeline is becoming clearer and flowing in a seemingly coherent manner.
Also, I seem to have successfully bound and duct-tape gagged my cranky inner editor, so I'm not fretting over what I need to revise yet.
This is all extremely exciting, I'm having an absolute blast, and right now, I am feeling very optimistic. It is odd to be so enthusiastic while I am actually engaged in the writing.
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| Me, Writing, Absence... |
[30 May 2008|10:14pm] |
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I have finally begun, I believe (though I've been wrong before), to really, truly write The Novel.
I started in on Tuesday, and since then, I have written a hair more than 10,000 words. I am on chapter two. If it helps, there is a prologue. Also, I'm plowing through NaNoWriMo style, so nothing is being deleted and plenty of stuff is being added that is most likely ultimately unnecessary.
Anyway, the important thing is, I'm starting to feel the characters, and the relationship and the fondness between them that is so completely vital to the plot, and it's amazing and wonderful (and a huge relief to me) to see that emerging.
I'm hoping to have a first draft by August. I've been writing on the commuter van to and from work (this was rather awkward when I was trying to write a sexy bit, I assure you all) and taking over tables at the local library, Starbucks, and Border's Books because I've found I really do write a lot more when I have nothing to distract myself with.
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Question for the professionalish types on my flist: gwynnega, sadbhyl, mydeira, herself_nyc, and anyone else!
Are you part of any original fic communities (on LJ or other places) that you would recommend, particularly for networking or workshopping? Do you have agents? Do you like your agents? Would you possibly maybe be willing to refer me to your agent at some point if me and your agent seem to be matchy on genre and such?
Why YES, that last WAS a totally shameless plea. Thanks for noticing! :DDD
ETA: Feel free to email me or PM me if you'd rather not discuss such RL things in comments!
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And on that note--MUST SLEEP, OMG.
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| Haiku |
[26 May 2008|12:00pm] |
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The cursor blinks on
a blank white word processor
page. Nothing happens.
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| Writing... |
[18 May 2008|06:41pm] |
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... is a mental illness. A horrible, horrible, horrible mental illness.
*whimpers*
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| Help write my novel! |
[18 May 2008|11:23am] |
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( Poll: Naming a main character 'Damian' )
Help me, Obi-Flist! You're my only hope!
kindkit: I'm pretty sure I know your answer, but feel free to vote anyway!
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| My Wish List |
[15 May 2008|03:10pm] |
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MY WISHLIST FOR SEASON THREE OF HEROES
How much I want it:
5: Will stop watching without it.
4: WANT. WANTWANTWANT.
3: Would be very spiffy.
2: Would be nice.
1: Can take it or leave it, but it could be interesting.
How likely I think it is to happen:
1: Not a chance in hell.
10: I know for a fact it will happen. (Nothing on this list will get a ten--no spoilers!)
( 20 Things I'd Like to See )
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| Oh, God, I'm Never Going To Make It To September... |
[15 May 2008|03:06pm] |
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SQUEAK. 12_12_12, our own Heroes media archivist, has posted links to a quick season three preview clip and the Access Hollywood interviews from upfronts, which, naturally, are spoilery, yay! But they are not TOO spoilery, really, except for one statement made by a certain person who's first name starts with A and last name starts with P and which apparently even the producers aren't trying to hide.
BUT I AM EXCITED!!! OMG, HEROES, PLEASE DON'T BREAK MY HEART AGAIN. I LOVE YOU.
( My thoughts and reactions, NOT including that one--apparently huge, if it's true--spoiler )
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| Comic-Con |
[08 May 2008|08:35pm] |
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So... far as I know, there will be a Heroes panel at Comic-Con this year (pretty sure Kring or Adrian or someone said so, anyway). The question I am asking myself now is... is it worth the hassle to try to go? It'll be a lot of stressful fare-hunting and roommate-hunting and THEN, there's a chance I wouldn't even get IN to the actual panel, which would be, for me, the only reason to go to the con, because lots of people didn't last year. I suspect people will be camping out in the room if they can get away with it... which, actually, would solve my hotel room problem AND would probably be fun, but...
Argh. I just want to go and I want to see the panel. Really bad.
But a part of me knows it's stupid, because a) it's not like you actually get to even MEET the actors/crew or anything in that setting and b) The whole thing'll be on YouTube by the end of the same day, so...
*sigh*
Anyone been to Comic-Con? Seen the Heroes panel? Think it might be worth it? Not worth it? Are there autograph lines for the celebs? What are the actual odds of ever getting to the front of said autograph lines if they exist?
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