arduinna: Darien Fawkes of Invisible Man with both fists up over his head in a victory shout (Darien-victory)
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A while back (in, uh... 2006), I got the urge to compile a master list of fannish things related to Invisible Man as a sort of snapshot of where the fandom stood at that moment. Or at least, where the bits of it that I could see stood. I never intended to keep it up-to-date or ever do an overhaul on it, mostly because holy crap it was a lot of work, and the fandom was already fading.

But [personal profile] trascendenza is hosting a watchathon starting in February, and suddenly I was digging it out. Because who knows! Maybe people will want to go looking for things, and not know where to find them!

So I overhauled it after all. I did not go looking for new things to add; this is still largely a snapshot of 2006. But I took out any individual links to fic or vids that can now be found on AO3 or ff.net; deleted author sites where all of the author's fic could be found on AO3 or ff.net; updated dead links to Wayback where I could; and deleted a couple of sections that don't seem especially relevant anymore (mailing lists that are now dead or full of spam; defunct del.icio.us tag searches - if anyone needs pointers on how to search pinboard for I-Man stuff, just ask).

If a link had vanished and I couldn't find it on an archive or on Wayback, I left it in, but struck through, to keep a record of what used to exist.

On to the I-Man stuff! )

Okay, wow, it's been a long time since I had the urge to dive into a fannish project like this, and just spend hours poking at something. Yay, I-Man!
arduinna: a stuffed shark on a pillow, looking very fierce indeed (beanieshark)
It is a cold snowy sleety horrible weekend, and we thought, what a great weekend to watch some movies on Netflix!

This seemed reasonable enough; the last time we thought that, we wound up watching Bird Box, which was really good. (In fact, [personal profile] therienne and I started watching that, and 20 minutes in decided we were probably somehow cheating on [personal profile] mollyamory, who is the actual horror fan in the house. So we called her down and started over.)

So, we were poking at Netflix late Saturday afternoon, and Netflix said, "hey, you liked Bird Box! You should totes watch "How It Ends". It stars Forrest Whitaker!"

Cool, said we - Forrest Whitaker is always worth it!

Yeah, no. Oh my fucking god, this movie is not worth it. What the hell even was that. I think they were trying to be atmospheric and mysterious and instead all they did was not tell a story of any sort. We never find out what happened, or how widespread it actually was. The ending was not an ending; the movie just kinda stopped. Are they safe? Are they dead? WHO KNOWS. WHO CARES.

I keep trying to write up summaries to explain, and it's just endless words that do nothing. Just. Don't bother watching this movie. Ugh.

We were so disgusted that we had to watch another disaster movie just to remind ourselves that there are movies with actual plot out there. Which worked out well for me, because we settled on Dante's Peak, which I'd never seen, and which was a lot of fun. And which had an ending! That made sense! \o/

In short, don't trust Netflix's algorithms, man. They lie.

(Seriously. "2012" was a better disaster movie than "How It Ends". And 2012 sucked.)
arduinna: Nathan hugging the stuffing out of Duke, from Haven (Haven hug)


Day 3: In your own space, share a favorite piece of original canon (a TV episode, a song, a favorite interview, a book, a scene from a movie, etc) and explain why you love it so much.

This is hard - so many choices!

But I'm going to go with a pivotal moment in Haven: the first ep in season four. It tears down alllll the walls between Nathan and Duke, and it makes me incredibly happy.

I actually have a post mostly written up from, uh, 2013 that I never got around to wrapping up or posting (it was meant to be a post-YT reveals post, and I just never went back to it in January), so am just going to plunk that in here to 'splain. There are going to be spoilers for most of the show here: caveat lector.

Begin old post:
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Things about Duke and Nathan I sorted out in my head (read: turned into headcanon) while rewatching (most of) Haven:

Duke is a romantic pragmatist. He likes being in love, he doesn't seem to really stop being in love (he never trusted Evi again after whatever happened between them, but I never got the feeling he'd stopped loving her, at least a bit). But the heart of him is about pragmatism and practicality, and using the tools at hand even when those tools are people (within some limits -- I suspect Evi's limits on that were different than his, and hence the breakup). Within those limits, he just doesn't take things personally, and he doesn't understand why other people do -- especially Nathan.

Nathan is a romantic idealist. He likes being in love, also doesn't really seem to stop being in love (he was still very fond of his HS gf, etc.). He's not a pragmatist at heart; he will use people if he has to but he doesn't like it, and he's bad at it (like, say, Jordan -- Duke could have charmed his way out of that reveal, because he would have played it lighter and looser out of sheer pragmatism, but Nathan doesn't know how to do that, and wound up hurting her badly as a result).

But they're both romantics; they both genuinely believe in relationships, genuinely value relationships - genuinely value each other. So they get pulled together along the planes where they align, and then something happens -- usually Duke doing something that to him is utterly normal, that reads to Nathan as something a user would do, something you just don't bring into a relationship you value. So Nathan shoves Duke away, in a move that seems utterly random to Duke, because why would anyone get that mad over [thing]? [Thing] is just... [thing]! It's no big deal!

But it's a huge deal to Nathan, who feels like all his trust has been thrown back in his face, because how could someone do [thing]?

And then they have a period where both of them feel like the other one has randomly and for no reason blown up their friendship, and they can't trust each other. And with every cycle of that, the barriers between them get a little bit stronger, because they're both Charlie Brown, trusting Lucy not to pull the football away, and crashing down harder every time she does.

And here's the other sticky part of all that, amplifying it: Duke's pragmatic approach to affection and relationships is almost identical to Garland Wournos's. So Nathan is super-primed to feel like the people he loves and wants to trust most just can't be trusted to put him first, ever. While meanwhile they're just baffled, because of course they put him first! It's just this other thing that has to get done right now, so what's the big deal?

(The day I figured out that Garland and Duke approached Nathan almost identically, I think I actually squeaked.)

So, anyway, back to Duke and Nathan and their push-pull relationship. We know that Duke came back specifically because of the Troubles; he already knew they were back when he arrived in Haven, because that was his only reason for coming back. Nathan didn't know yet. Duke and Nathan run into each other, Duke makes friendly overtures and invites Nathan to go fishing, Nathan says sure, okay, thinking they're reviving their friendship. Nathan then discovers that Duke asked him because he wants Nathan to flash his badge at the Coast Guard; Nathan is furious, they "beat on each other for an hour", Nathan's Trouble manifests during the fight (implication is that it's the fight that triggers it), Duke "doesn't even care".

All of that is Nathan's version of the story. But here's the thing: Nathan also says, at a different point, that he's never heard of a Trouble manifesting because of physical stress. It's always emotional stress, something huge.

Which means that Duke's "betrayal" is what actually triggers Nathan. Duke's friendship means that much to him.

I think from Duke's eyes, that whole thing looked a little different. I think to him, he had to go back to Haven, he ran into an old friend and invited him out fishing, with the added bonus that this friend could even wave off any curious Coast Guard cutters if need be, making for a nice relaxed day for both of them (because why wouldn't Nathan want to do him an easy favor like that? It's not like he was asking Nathan to help him smuggle something specific - just smoothing the way in case anything happened, like flashing a badge at a traffic cop and promising to make sure Duke drove more slowly). Then that old friend loses his temper for no reason, and they get into this ridiculous fistfight and now Duke's angry too, because wtf, this was supposed to be a nice day! Then Nathan's Trouble gets triggered, and Duke, who knows full well the Troubles are back, doesn't really blink; he knows all kinds of Troubles are being triggered, and he's extremely familiar with Nathan's. Also dammit now Nathan *can't feel Duke's punches*, and how is that fair?

Then Nathan stomps off and stays angry at Duke for two years, while Duke decides screw it, he didn't need Nathan as a friend anyway, so there. He doesn't even like cops.

Then Audrey shows up and smacks their heads together a few times, and starts letting them past that point. They start relating to each other on a more grown-up level; they find out things about each other that they don't turn around and use against each other; they start trusting again. Slowly, carefully, and with some backsliding, because their pattern is so well-established now -- but they're breaking it every chance they can.

Except third season, which is the point at which Audrey's been in town a few months and has started to trust Duke as much as she trusts Nathan -- and Nathan is still hugely aware that Duke betrayed him so severely that Nathan's Trouble manifested, so he warns Audrey, explicitly telling her that as best he can, and she... pays no attention, and keeps right on trusting Duke. Nathan's falling more in love with Audrey every day, and sees her setting herself up for a betrayal of some sort, and he's just so angry at both of them -- that Duke is probably setting her up, that she won't trust that he knows what he's talking about (he's known Duke for 30 years; she's known Duke for what, 4 months? 5 months?).

Nathan spends most of third season braced for Duke's next big betrayal -- and Duke doesn't betray him, or Audrey. (Which is because his pragmatism is aligned with their goals, pretty much, but also because he really is more willing to just help now, and Nathan has had to learn something about pragmatism since he became Chief [not to mention how his handling of Jordan was basically him trying to channel both Garland and Duke through himself, with wretched results, but he can't really throw stones about using people now].)
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End old post!

So, yeah - there's just so much history between these two, going back forever. There's the first three seasons of the show, which took 3 years in real time but only about six months in show-universe time (so everything that happens in the first three seasons is still pretty fresh and raw all the way through).

And then at the end of s3, Duke and Audrey vanish into the Barn. *poof*

So s4 starts up, and we find out it's months later. Duke is thrown out of the barn in another state, thinking it's only been a few hours. Things Happen and he makes his way back to Haven, looking for Nathan; the Teague brothers tell him where to look, but warn him that Nathan has changed.

Duke goes off and finds Nathan in the midst of a group of burly men, scruffy and bruised and careless, taking money off these guys by betting them he can take whatever punch they throw at him. The woman Duke has been traveling with is all, "... that's your friend?" Duke sort of winces and says, "We're... complicated." Then he borrows a $20 and walks up behind Nathan, who's taking a break to have a swig of beer.

And I interrupt myself to say - I love that borrowed $20. They are complicated, and Duke is a pragmatist, and he's totally prepared to buy a few minutes from Nathan if he has to. <3

Anyway, so Duke says something, and Nathan recognizes his voice, and his eyes go so, so hopeful. He spin around and grabs Duke by the arms, lighting up all over his face, and then pulls Duke into the fiercest, happiest bearhug ever, tightening his arms even more when Duke hugs him back, and making little noises of pure joy.

Here's where I steal from another post I actually did make that same year:
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This season has been a Duke/Nathan slasher's dream, from the moment Nathan turned around to see Duke and reacted with completely nonverbal sounds and one of the best hugs I've ever seen anywhere. ... I may have watched it a few times since then.

That hug makes sense from Nathan's POV, where he's spent six months thinking Duke was dead and it was his fault, but for Duke, it's been a few hours, maybe a day tops, since he's seen Nathan, at which point they were at their normal levels of semi-grudging trust and working together. But he sees Nathan's face light up at the sight of him, and that triggers an identical reaction in him; he lights up right back, and he may not quite be trying to crawl into Nathan the way Nathan's trying to crawl into him, but he doesn't let go, even though Nathan smells bad.

And they never go back from that point. They've had other moments of relative peace and harmony in the past, but they're just moments, and then the protective walls go back up. This time, it's like they both decided oh well, the cards are all on the table now -- they really do mean that much to each other, and they both know it. So they just move forward from there.

I'm tempted to go all gushy and say all they ever needed was one moment like that, of pure trust and love, but I don't actually think that's true. I think they needed the last few years of history to make that moment possible in canon.

And then we get things like Duke backing Nathan's play in a heartbeat, even though he first doesn't believe him, and then thinks Nathan's out of his mind and tries to keep convincing him it's a bad idea. But even then, publicly he's still backing him, even if it means coming up with yet another lunatic plan later, to the point that other people tell him outright they know he's just doing or saying whatever to protect Nathan, which. ♥

We get Nathan trying to stop Duke from risking death to save Nathan, with the weird angry living blood trouble thing; and Duke whapping his arm away and then absorbing all the weird angry blood anyway, because he knows what that blood wants to do to Nathan, and at least he has a shot of surviving it.

We get that fantastic moment on the hill, with all the Guard around wanting to kill Nathan, and Duke absorbing some Troubled blood and yelling "Run!" and Nathan just BOLTING, without a blink, totally trusting Duke to have his back and to know what he's doing.

We get Duke just assuming the role of Nathan's de facto partner in the first part of the season (and again later, when Audrey's out of commission), with both of them accepting it as perfectly normal (and again, not just them, but everyone else; the vibe between them is so relaxed and simpatico at this point it's amazing). He even makes sure that Nathan's coffee can't accidentally scald him before he hands it over.

We get that moment when Duke actually tells Nathan he's good at his job -- not mockingly, not even teasingly, just a straight-up "the thing you're good at is solving cases and finding people" -- and even though the way he does it sounds like it could be a setup, Nathan doesn't think he's being set up, he trusts that this is a genuine conversation. We get Duke and Nathan having a nose-to-nose, heart to heart convo about how Nathan wants Duke to protect "Lexie" when he's gone, while earnestly telling Duke that he *will* stop the Troubles, and Duke quietly and sincerely saying "I know you will". Oh my heart, the trust, the belief.

And later, when Duke has killed Wade and is grieving and angry and freaked out and lashes out at Nathan and Audrey, Nathan doesn't go defensive or angry; he acknowledges that Duke's saying some true things, and then when he realizes that Duke's Trouble is gone and figures out that Duke must have killed Wade, he just sort of absorbs it; he doesn't go all cop on Duke, he's just there for him. (... which, okay, is sort of being a terrible cop, but in Troubled Haven terms, makes me kinda melt.)

We get Duke, who for seasons now has been saying he doesn't want to help people, eyerolling at the sky and plaintively wanting to know why everyone always thinks he wants to help, telling Jennifer that when he was a kid, he's the one who carried Nathan to the hospital when he broke his arm -- and even more tellingly, that's how he differentiates himself from Wade, who freaked out and didn't help at all. That childhood moment was defining for Duke.

And most of that is just the first few eps of the season, as they turned themselves into this tight little unit of two, even with the other people swirling around them, even as they made room for Jennifer and "Lexie", even as Duke's brother showed up trying to reconnect, even as Dwight tried to reintegrate Nathan into Haven PD.

I have been eating this season up with a spoon, man.
~~~

So, yeah. Haven S4E1, where Duke and Nathan drop their prickly facades and embrace the relationship that'd been lurking under the surface the whole time. Making me an incredibly happy fan in the process, heh.

(... so much for combining days to catch up. I think I'll be doing this thing till February at this rate!)
arduinna: a tarot-card version of Linus from Peanuts, carrying a lamp as The Hermit (Default)
Let's see if this year I can actually manage to post something for this. :)

I'm way behind, so I'm combining a few days as I go.

Day 1
Talk about your Happy Place - the things that give you joy, calms you or keeps you sane.

For literal places that make me happy or calm me, water would have to come first. Any body of water, but especially the ocean. I love looking at water, and being near water, and being on water, and being in water. I've lived my whole life less than 25 miles from the ocean (barring a stint in college when I was 80 miles away), and just knowing that it's right there and I could go look at it anytime is completely grounding to me.

Day 2
Rec at least three fanworks that you didn’t create.

Have some Yuletide!

Better cheated to the end by [archiveofourown.org profile] Damkianna
Fandom: The Sting (1973)
Relationship: Henry Gondorff/Johnny Hooker
Characters: Henry Gondorff, Johnny Hooker
Additional Tags: Trust Issues, Light Angst, Rescue, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Post-Canon, Yuletide Treat
Summary:
He probably should have known right then, the moment he saw them. Down the street some distance, crowding around the mouth of a narrow little alley. The way they were standing said trouble, sure enough: looming, tense shoulders and jutted-out chins, brief sharp movements of their hands and arms.

He should have known trouble meant Johnny.

But he didn't think of it, didn't realize. He saw there was somebody cornered, getting shoved around a little—and it wasn't till one of them finally threw a punch, knocked that somebody's hat off and gave Henry a nice clear view of a flash of wheat-gold hair, that Henry felt his breath hitch and fumbled his way into motion.

My rec: Wow, this just feels so real and so right. ♥ The language and voices are bang on; I completely buy Henry's POV here. It's a thing of beauty.

Battle Lines by [archiveofourown.org profile] petrichoral
Fandom: Gilgamesh
Fandom: The Epic of Gilgamesh
Relationship: Enkidu/Gilgamesh (Mesopotamian Mythology)
Characters: Gilgamesh (Mesopotamian Mythology), Enkidu (Mesopotamian Mythology)
Additional Tags: Yuletide Treat, Alternate Universe - Space
Summary:

Gilgamesh, legendary space general and ruler of Uruk Prime, has an unexpected encounter with a pirate.

My rec: This is amazing. It is The Epic of Gilgamesh in space, which is not a thing I ever knew I wanted or needed until I read this. Or, as I said in my comment: "Oh my god, this is amazing and perfect. Wow. Oof. I didn't think the raw physicality and power of the original could be translated to a space AU, but wow was I wrong. *flail*" 'Cause yeah. That.

The Christmas Present (5090 words) by [archiveofourown.org profile] SunlitStone
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Temeraire - Naomi Novik
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Iskierka & Temeraire, John Granby & Iskierka, William Laurence & Temeraire, Temeraire & Tenzing Tharkay
Characters: Temeraire (Temeraire), William Laurence, John Granby, Tenzing Tharkay, Iskierka (Temeraire)
Additional Tags: copious application of dragon logic
Summary:
"A present," Temeraire repeated. "The white stag. To...show our appreciation of him as our host."

"That seems very foolish."

Temeraire sniffed. "I would not want people to think my host did not have enough things, or sufficiently fine ones."

"Oh, very well," grumbled Iskierka, sounding disgruntled in her turn. "I suppose you are right. I will have to join you."

"No you will not!"

"I will; you are right; there is nothing else for it."


Or: Temeraire and Iskierka discover (something adjacent to) the true meaning of Christmas.

My rec: A slightly lighter note than the last two! This is charming, and "copious application of dragon logic" says it all, really. Written in wonderful Temeraire POV, and a delight.
arduinna: a tarot-card version of Linus from Peanuts, carrying a lamp as The Hermit (Default)
Thank you so much! The thought of a story or art in any of these fandoms is already making me happy.

I love all of these fandoms unreservedly, so if you have a yen to explore the universe, or bring in additional characters I didn't list, it's all good.

If you want more information about my requests, read on - but please don't worry if your ideas go in a different direction. As long as it's for one of these fandoms and relationships, I'll be happy. \o/

my fanwork tastes )

Why I love these fandoms

(Alphabetical, not ranked by preference! I love them all. :)

Burn Notice )


due South )


MASH )


Person of Interest )

I adore all these fandoms, and will be happy with absolutely anything you do, as long as you enjoy doing it.

And thank you, again!!
arduinna: a tarot-card version of Linus from Peanuts, carrying a lamp as The Hermit (Default)
The downside to group living is cats who are endlessly sorting out territory. Had to go upstairs with a broom at 1:30 am to flush Dari out from under a bed where he was growling nonstop at Xander. Got him out, chivvied him to my room with food, went to brush my teeth in the dark. Saw him go past the bathroom then come back, so I checked for white paws and picked him up, brought him back to my room, showed him the food. He seemed very confused.

... wrong white-pawed cat. Brought Xander back to his mom. Fingers crossed that the cat I saw go under my bed was Dari, and we can all have some peace...

Spidey!

Dec. 24th, 2018 02:51 am
arduinna: A sleepy grey kitten wakes up, one eye at a time (Hobbes's eye)
We went to see Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse on Saturday, and wow, what a fun movie. Go see it if you get the chance, you won't regret it.

The plan was, go to the 4:10pm show then out to dinner afterward. I was still full from weekend breakfast (bacon and crepes this time, nom) so didn't want any snacks during the movie. Then at the last minute, as [personal profile] therienne was buttering her popcorn, I thought, what the hell, get a small thing of (unbuttered, I don't like movie theater butter) popcorn, and got in line. By the time I got to the front of the line, something had happened in my brain and I ordered the biggest popcorn they had, then brought it back to my seat and ate the entire thing during the movie. ... wtf. I wasn't even hungry!

Oh well; at least it lasted longer than the previews, so it felt like actual movie popcorn. The previews themselves were a weird mix -- like, either animation or Christianity. The animation made sense, given that Spidey was animated and all, but the God movies were entirely unexpected. Just weird.

Sunday was catching up on a few things around the house, and shopping for stuff to get ready for Christmas. The roommies both have Monday off, hmf - I do not. OTOH I work from home, so. Can't really complain. *g* Still need to wrap things, and make a pie, and do some cleaning, but it should all be doable. We're hoping for a fairly mellow get-together with a few family members, all of whom are fairly mellow people (and some of whom are fantastic cooks, yay). This will be the first Christmas in years that I've actually been around blood family, though; I'm not quite sure what to do with a day that I can't just dive into Yuletide any time I feel like it. Weirdness!

And now I should really be in bed, but I've eaten too much christmas candy and am wired. whoops.
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I've been writing (and rewriting) up a post about this for a solid week and more now, trying to get it Just Right. Perfection, man, the enemy of the good. So screw it, I'm just gonna wing this right in the posting interface in one shot.

[personal profile] kass asked what it was like living with friends, and [personal profile] shoshanna asked me to talk about the move where I started living with friends.

We start with today's first example: I was vaguely awake and poking at things on my phone in bed this morning (...ish) when [personal profile] therienne showed up in my doorway and said "Get up, or I'm feeding your bacon to the cats!" So I got up and got dressed and went downstairs to where she and [personal profile] mollyamory were sprawled in front of the tv with plates of bacon, shirred eggs, and toast, with a plate of the same waiting on the coffee table for me.

I loved living by myself for 30 years, but it must be said, the fairly regular appearance of bacon and eggs on the weekend for me to eat just because [personal profile] therienne believes in weekend breakfast is a pretty damn good tradeoff.

(I fed bacon to the cats as I was eating. I'm not a monster.)

And honestly, that's mostly what it's like. Yesterday we had friends over for a potluck/hangout kind of a day, which we started doing well before the move; the difference for me is that I don't have to drive over to it, or drive home after. Today was that lovely breakfast, then hanging out in my office doing my own thing while [personal profile] mollyamory gamed in the living room and [personal profile] therienne ran errands. Supper was a joint effort at tacos, eaten on the couch in front of a couple of episodes of this year's Great American Baking Show Holiday Whatever. Then there was the nightly cleaning-up bustle where between us we get things generally tidy for tomorrow before bed. After that [personal profile] mollyamory and [personal profile] therienne head upstairs to wind down so they can get to sleep at a reasonable hour, and I head off to my office to putter around for a while later, since I'm on a later schedule than they are.

I'm making the biggest adjustment on this end of things with never being able to leave and go home to my own place, but they already did the seriously hard work a decade ago when they moved in together and sorted out how to be roommates. I had that whole decade of having their house as my second home, getting used to the rhythms of things. We've been on vacations together, been on roadtrips together, roomed at cons together; we've sat in hospital ERs and waiting rooms for each other; we're used to each other's ways.

It's a little weird not being 100% responsible for everything - meals, cleaning, trash, you name it - but it's also nice not to have to be 100% responsible for EVERYTHING. And it's really nice living with other people who were socialized as female growing up; none of us actually ever wants to clean the bathroom or scrub stains off of things or empty the trash, but we all know those things need to be done regardless so we do them as we see them. We never run out of milk or toilet paper, even though there isn't a single one of us in charge of those things. We check in with each other before any of us goes to a store in case someone needs something, even though we're each responsible for our own groceries. We each provide dinner at least one night a week, more if we're in the mood, so no one has to do all their own cooking.

It's good!

As for how we got here:

I had pretty specific requirements for moving in with them; mostly, I needed space. I had a 4.5-room apartment to myself for 25 years. I didn't want such close quarters that I couldn't get some space and alone time if I needed it. We'd been sort of idly thinking about it for years -- the big retirement commune we'd get one day, where I'd have a wing or an outbuilding to myself but still be close enough not to have to drive over for bacon or tv. (While you're thinking idly, you may as well think BIG.) I'd been amused by the idea originally, then had come around over the years to thinking it would probably happen someday on a smaller scale as we all got older - it makes sense to combine households to save on expenses and make chores and such easier. But it was all way out there in the distance someday, because they were perfectly happy in their little house and I was perfectly happy in my little apartment and we lived less than 2 miles away from each other anyway.

Then this past February, [personal profile] therienne decided it was time to move to a bigger place, for Reasons. I was ready to help them look, when somehow the planning turned to "big enough for us and Arduinna". ... Okay? Sure? I didn't actually think we'd find someplace that big within budget, but agreed in general to the idea, figuring if it didn't work out I still have a very comfortable apartment I was happy in.

Three weeks later we'd found two places: the first was charming but needed some reno work to get it to tick all our boxes, and the second ticked all our boxes but had no charm. Being practical women, we decided to go for the practical house that met our needs. ... For a couple of hours, until actually thinking about living there cause [personal profile] therienne to break and admit she wanted the charming house, which [personal profile] mollyamory and I were both totally on board with, with bells on, because seriously SO CHARMING. The timing on everything worked out pretty much perfectly, and by June it was ours.

It's not perfect, but it's pretty amazing, with enough space for all of us to have our own areas as well as shared space that's really comfortable to hang out in. The previous owners were meticulous about upkeep and improvements, so we have some things we would never in a million years have done ourselves but that are awesome, like the complete de-leading they had done when their grandkids were born a few years ago.

The reno work we need done involves some plumbing, which I'm braced for being a nightmare. Parts of this house go back almost 240 years, and the basement was dug out sometime after the main house was built. It's tiny and cramped and doesn't extend under the entire house, so running pipes is, uh. Yeah, it will be fun.

It's going to be weird in a good way for me this winter. At my old place, I only had street parking, and winters were grim. I tried to leave my house as little as possible, and when I did leave, I did my damnedest to have someone come get me, because I hated losing my parking spot. Like, hated. Got insanely anxious about. Ugh. (The endless snowy winter of 2015 consisted of my car not budging from its spot for three months - even though I paid to have it dug out after every storm just in case - while [personal profile] therienne and [personal profile] mollyamory came to get me every Saturday afternoon and bring me shopping, then back to their place long enough to do a couple loads of laundry, then home again as the snow started back up for the next round.)

Now, though, there is a driveway. With space. Enough so we don't even need to shuffle cars around for someone to get out. We can just... go. My god, the luxury of not having to worry about being ticketed because I forgot to move my car. <3 On the downside, now I have to worry about people being able to get out to work in the morning, which I just... don't do in bad weather. But again, being practical women, we looked at the driveway and what winters around here are turning into, and bought the biggest snow-blower we could, so hopefully it won't be too awful.

Anyway! Living here is just nice; it's a good house with good friends and it feels right. Which I admit is a bit of a relief; I thought it would work out this way or I wouldn't have done it, but it would have really sucked if this had sucked. *g*
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*waves*

Seems like a good time to jump back in to posting! I'm happy to do December meme stuff if anyone has any questions/ideas/prompts. (no promises at all on fic, as my fic-writing muscles appear to have atrophied, but who knows)

It's been a heck of a year (or so) - family deaths, moving for the first time in 25 years, moving in with people for the first time in 30+ years, living with a dog for the first time ever, losing that dog a few months later to a degenerative disease :(, watching five cats try to sort out their suddenly merged territory... Interesting times, man.

I've been floating around without a real fandom for years, which continues to feel odd. I'm watching plenty, just not settling all the way in to anything, and not quite wanting to sink into old fandoms either.

The last time I posted was about Leverage; I kept going with that rewatch and it made me really happy. If you're thinking about revisiting it, I highly recommend it!

Stuff I'm currently watching: The Good Place, Killjoys (although I'm behind on the latest season), The Expanse (show only, haven't read the books yet), Great British Bake Off, Grey's Anatomy (through part of s12, working my way forward to live. I blame [personal profile] mollyamory entirely for this one), MCU, Grace & Frankie, and a bunch of other stuff I'm forgetting. Finally saw Venom this past weekend!

Anyway, hi, am alive!
arduinna: a stack of books, with the top one opened (book stack)
I'm winnowing out a bunch of stuff, including books - which I've already repeatedly winnowed, to the point that I now have hundreds instead of thousands*, and it seems to get easier with every pass; I'm better and better at deciding how much I really love something vs. how much I just like having it on a shelf. ... To a point. Apparently that point is my now-smaller reference section, which was originally (years ago) the easiest thing to weed out. There are books on those shelves that I completely forgot I owned, whose research is sometimes decades out of date, and that I've never read beyond flipping through them in the store and then later in my office deciding whether to keep them. But they look so INTERESTING, argh. But I'm moving soon, and are they interesting enough to pack and lug, with the whole internet at my fingertips?

Answer: That decision is too hard to make so instead I will post to DW about having to make it. *headdesk*


* I should note, all this winnowing started after e-books started being a real thing. So lovely and non-dusty and portable! So the hardcopy books that are left are supposed to just be the "I can't bear to not have a physical copy on hand". Supposed to be.
arduinna: Hardison from Leverage in goggles, gloves, and a tank top, working his magic (Hardison hacking history)
I keep thinking of random little things I should post to DW as I'm watching or reading something, and then it seems too tiny a thing after so long quiet, and then I don't, and then it's worse, so here, have a random reaction to a rewatch of the first few episodes of Leverage last night:

Eliot and Hardison have just taken on a small gang in a little tunnel.

Hardison, bouncing and excited: "Did you see me??"

Eliot: "He was injured."

Hardison: "Hey, somebody's gotta fight the injured. I've found my niche!"

♥ ♥ ♥
arduinna: Santa-hatted Momo (from Avatar the Last Airbender), saying "mo mo mo" (Yuletide)
(Wow, assignments came out fast - apologies for not having this up in advance!)

Thank you so much! The thought of a story in any of these fandoms is already making me happy.

I love all of these fandoms unreservedly, so if you have a yen to explore the universe, or bring in additional characters I didn't list, it's all good.

If you want more information about my requests, read on - but please don't worry if your ideas go in a different direction. Optional details are optional! I would much rather read the story you wanted to write than the story you felt you were obligated to write because of something I said. As long as it's for one of these fandoms, and uses the characters, you totally win at Yuletide. \o/

my fic tastes )

Why I love these fandoms

(Alphabetical, not ranked by preference! I love them all. :)

Boston Legal )


Peacemakers )


The Slipper and the Rose )


Tango & Cash )


Valdemar Series - Mercedes Lackey )

I adore all these fandoms, and will be happy with absolutely anything you write, as long as you enjoy writing it.

And thank you, again!!
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I somehow missed that this was happening a few months back, so maybe other people did, too.

My Kindle for PC updated itself silently to version 1.19, which is compatible with Amazon's latest formatting. This is great for being able to use the new formatting! This is not so great if you use Calibre to manage your library. Calibre can't read or even recognize the new format, so can't import your books.

If you use Calibre, the easiest thing to do is to uninstall Kindle 1.19 and reinstall the older version, 1.17, and make sure that the "automatically update" box is unchecked.

The Mobileread forum has a thread on how to do this, including direct links to safe downloads of v 1.17 on Amazon. It also has instructions for other methods, if you don't want to downgrade your Kindle for PC/Mac.
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I got a new external drive and did a full backup, OS and all, of my laptop, so now if it dies it should be fairly painless to just swap in a new SSD and copy the info over. Yay! It hasn't done that weird shutting-down thing since, so maybe that was just a desperate cry for a backup. Computers are weird.

Alas, the next day I was woken up by a cop ringing my bell to tell me a neighbor had called them to report a hit-and-run. With my parked car as the hit-ee. Dammit. It was a hard hit, crunching up the entire back end. The initial estimate (on damage visible from the exterior) came in at ~$8,800 (omg) and the claims rep told me that if the supplemental estimate (after the body shop opened it up and looked for hidden damage) came in too much higher, they might have to total the car. /o\ But it's been a week, and I haven't heard that they're totalling it, so I am cautiously hopeful that they can fix it and get my wonderful little car back to me. It's only two years old, and I love it to bits, so I wasn't thrilled at the thought of having to buy something else. (OTOH, the fact that it's only two years old is pretty much the only reason that $8,800 wasn't enough to total it right out of the gate...)

Whichever neighbor it was did get the plate number of the guy that hit me, so the cops have something to investigate, but my insurance co doesn't seem to be following up on requesting the police report to get it. Which I would like them to do, as I would like my deductible to be waived, and also I would like someone to reimburse me for the rental car I've risked renting for the duration, since I'm not getting my car back for another few weeks regardless. So I think this week I'll be taking myself off to my police dept to get the plate number from them, so I can tell my claims rep directly and have her run it for me to see if the other person has insurance. (Which is likely - we're a mandatory-insurance state, thankfully.)

I'm not actually using the rental much, which seems silly, but just knowing it's there and I can get to a grocery store is a big help.

Meanwhile, today is a quiet day, wherein I am actually managing to get a little cleaning done around the house. Go me!
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When you keep seeing the "create factory recovery media" messages on your laptop, click okay at some point and create the freaking factory-reset backup.

This lesson brought to you courtesy of my small but intense panic when my laptop shut off and came up with a "boot drive not found" error, and then a "hard drive not installed" error when I found my way into the diagnostics. Gah.

Happily, it looks like it was just overheated/overhumid and a bit unhappy from some jostling, and it let me boot up a while later. At which point I sacrificed my good USB stick to the whole recovery-media thing pretty damn fast, lemme tell you, while crossing my fingers it wouldn't black-screen at me in the middle. (It did not! \o/) And then once that was safe I updated the backup software to the new version, and here I am.

... and yet, when the laptop popped up a chirpy "there's a new version installed, we need to update your backup media", I nearly hit "remind me later" because I was typing this post. *facepalm* *hits 'update now'*

And, uh, hi!
arduinna: Toph and Iroh, joyfully practicing their moves (Do the Rufftoon)
This is old, but always lifts my spirits, so in honor of the day, have an extended boom de yada song:



And I'll take a cue from [personal profile] movies_michelle and [personal profile] dorinda, and offer to write commentfic if anyone's interested. Give me a fandom and a single word prompt, and I'll see what I can do!

(I'm not adding a list of fandoms because I know I'll forget things; ask for whatever you want, and if I can't do it, I'll say so.)
arduinna: Hobbes hugging Calvin snugly (tiger hug)
Well I got out of that posting-every-day habit pretty fast. Let's try that again.

[personal profile] james has opened a "Cuddles for Comfort" collection on AO3! She says:

The collection is open to fiction, art, vids, podfic, any type of fan creation that features cuddling.

All fandoms!

All relationships and ratings. Gen, slash, het; lovers, friends, siblings, sworn enemies, sentient battle tanks, all welcome!

The fest is from now until Feb 14, though the collection won't really close so folks can post after.


Cuddles for Comfort 2017 banner
arduinna: Bunny and Peg, best buds from Desk Set (buddies)
(icon not exactly Anne, but certainly bosom friends!)

Reading Anne of Green Gables a couple of weeks ago put me in the mood for the 1985 (... okay, wow, it really doesn't feel like it was that long ago) miniseries, which I couldn't find streaming anywhere. So I put the little yen aside until tonight, when I noticed that at some point recently my TiVo recorded the 2016 TV movie version. Which, I admit, I never had the slightest interest in, having thoroughly imprinted on the earlier Megan Follows version.

Still, it was Anne and it was on my tv, so hey! It was good - it's hard to go really wrong with that story - but sort of watered down, with all the prickly edges softened up, which was a pity. It also felt a bit rushed, with a run time of about an hour and a half (rather than the ~3 1/2 of the miniseries).

Also, much though I love Martin Sheen, wow is he the wrong actor to play shy, retiring, practically invisible Matthew Cuthbert. He did his best, but can't exactly hide his presence under a bushel. *g*

Anyway - glad a new generation has an Anne of their own, but I have to admit, glad my generation had the Anne we had. <3
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(still taking questions/suggestions, if you want me to talk about anything in particular - mixing up my responses to those with other stuff as I go)

[personal profile] princessofgeeks asked me to talk about my fannish history, which I touched on a bit in yesterday's post. Usually when I talk about it, I stick to my media-fandom past, but really it goes back earlier than that. This is also going to riff a bit off [personal profile] gwyn's post about her first viewing of Star Wars, and how that changed her life, because I basically just went flaily when I saw that and was all "yes, that! That's what it was like!" With the Starlog and the not having any information and the game-changing-ness of it all!

So here I am, flailing. :)

Things are SO different now for SF fans; I never would have believed that there would be so much SFF available, both in print and in visual media, that I would have to pick and choose what I wanted to consume because there was no way to keep up with it all.

When I was in jr high/high school, it was pretty much possible to keep up with everything that got published in the genre, if you were a fast enough reader. Not just novels; all the magazines, too. And not just the short-story mags (Asimov's, and Analog, and Astounding, and Fantasy & Science Fiction...), but things like Starlog and Omni (♥ Omni ♥) and Fangoria. (I started working a paper route and babysitting at 12, and along with taking out as many things from the library as they'd let me, all my money went to reading material, basically.)

For a lot of that time, "fandom" was something magical and amazing that happened over there somewhere, for other, luckier people. I knew about cons from seeing ads in the back of the magazines, and from reading things like the Star Trek Concordance and similar things, but I couldn't imagine being part of that, much though I wanted to be.

Then in 1980, when I was 15, WorldCon came back to Boston as NorEascon III, and the Sunday paper had a bit about it. My parents showed me the article and I drank it all in, then went off to my room to read a book because these things were not for me. My dad knocked on my door a few minutes later and offered to give me $50 and a ride in to the hotel where it was being held, so I could get a day pass and have a few hours to explore.

!!!!! Z.O.M.G. !!!!!

So in I went, and wandered around wide-eyed and amazed. I'd already missed three and a half days of the con, but I didn't care; this was the best thing ever. I don't think I went to any panels, but I walked around and listened to hall conversations and looked at people's costumes and wallowed in the Hucksters' Room and bought some stuff, including a NorEascon III beer mug that I still have.

Worldcon is a trippy, trippy first con to attend, let me tell you. *g* A few months later, I went to my first Boskone, this time for all three days (although for some reason my parents didn't want 15-y-o me staying at the hotel so I had to be driven in and out...), and I was hooked. I could only afford one con per year, but I went every year without fail. I loved all of it: the filking, the in-jokes, the merchandise (SO MANY BOOKS *swooooon*), the costumes, the conversations, the con suite, the people.

The hucksters' room at Boskone is where I discovered Elfquest; I was chatting with one of the dealers and he talked it up, and I went home and sent in a subscription (that was when they were theoretically coming out every three months, during the initial run of the initial quest). I filled in the massive holes in my book collection, bought BSG and Doctor Who and Star Trek merchandise, bought waaaay too many glossy 8x10 photographs (with the circles and the arrows and the paragraphs on the back... wait, no) of pretty pretty actors. I picked up the SF-con speaking cadence.

SF fandom at the time was very much book-based; people watched (all of the) SF movies and shows, but that was just entertainment. Real ("real") fandom was reading and writing books, reading and writing for zines (not media fanzines, though!), making and selling SFF art, costuming (we weren't calling it cosplay back then), talking about science, etc etc. Star Wars had been creating an influx of new fans to con-going fandom and there were some cranky rumblings about media fans versus trufen.

So there I was - a book fan, sure! I fit right in at SF cons! But also I really liked all those movies and tv shows everyone was looking down on. :( But I was at teenager who thought I'd found my people, and I relegated tv shows to being just something I did on my own, and focused on the stuff everyone else liked as my social activity.

And it really was social; I made friends that I saw every year, and I introduced family and friends to cons if I thought they might like them, and I even bought the Fandom Directory most years, and made some penpal friends I kept for years and years.

So it was okay! These were my people, this was my thing, all was well. I just kept reading comics and watching tv shows and movies off in a corner on my own. Then in the mid-80s someone brought fanzines -- fanfic fanzines -- to Boskone, selling them out of their room. I poked around the room and discovered a box of zines labelled Star Trek K/S, and when the dealer told me what the slash meant, I handed over my food money for the weekend and took as many as that would buy. *g*

Alas, my roommate for that con had also been to the zine room and flipped through some gen zines, and was dismissive of the whole idea when I mentioned I'd been there, so I figured I would just keep my little stash of slash to myself. I spent most of the next decade still in SF fandom, still with that tiny handful of slash zines, and still not talking to anyone about any of it.

Then I got online and plugged "forever knight" into what passed for a search engine at the time (I'm pretty sure this was pre-Alta Vista; I can't for the life of me remember how I did the search now, but I remember Alta Vista coming along later and being blown away by what an amazing search engine it was).

And then I realized that I'd finally *really* found my people. *beams* And here I still am, more than 20 years later. ♥
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[personal profile] kass asked me to talk about my first fannish love, and I've been mullling that over since she mentioned it. I'm not entirely sure how to define it.

It could be Lord of the Rings; I read it for the first time when I was 12, and wow. It was an annual re-read for me for years; I learned some Elvish; I memorized some of the poetry. It sparked my interest in Nordic legend and myth, and shoved me full-tilt into the SFF side of genre. ("It's just a phase," my parents thought. "She'll grow out of it." Hahahahaaaa not so much...)

Or it could be ST:TOS, which I watched in reruns starting god knows when, and bonded with my soon-to-be sister-in-law over when I was 13-14. I could recognize episodes from the first few seconds; I bought the novelizations and the fotonovels and the tie-ins as soon as they started appearing. I discovered my embarrassment squick through Plato's Children when Spock was forced to behave ridiculously; I started down the path of seeing humanity as a whole and being totally confused by nationalism. I found the Star Trek Concordance at the library and read it cover to cover, marveling at the stories about the first Star Trek conventions in New York and wishing I was brave enough to go to a con. (It really did have that little moving wheel on the cover, too – so cool!) TOS zines were the first I ever bought, and were my introduction to slash. ♥ No other ST series ever worked for me as well as the original.

It could be Star Wars, which came out when I was 12 and oh my GOD was I the right age for that. I wanted as much as I could get and then some; I saw it many times in the theater that summer and dozens of times in the theater over the next year or two. When my family got cable for the first time a few years later, I got up at 6am to watch it on HBO. (Dad: "... haven't you seen this before? Why are you awake?" me: "shhhhh!!!!!") I wanted the novelizations and the calendars and the t-shirts (... I still have the t-shirt *kof*) (... and the novelizations). I dressed up my dolls and stuffed animals as Star Wars characters. (You haven't lived till you've turned a stuffed skunk into a stormtrooper with careful application of tissues and scotch tape.)

It could be Battlestar Galactica (the original). This is the first canon for which I consciously made up stories, mostly about how Apollo and Starbuck were meant to be together, or how one of them needed to rescue the other, so that makes it a first as well. I hadn't quite gotten all the way to slash on my own yet, but I was right there on the verge.

Or it could be Forever Knight, which I watched religiously no matter how hard it was to find, and taped regularly (first show I ever taped for keeping!), and went looking online to see if anyone else watched it, too, when I first got online. I've talked about my early FK days here before – hah, actually, because Kass asked about it a few years ago. <3 That was what pushed me from being in SF fandom proper to being in media fandom, and man, I loved it. I loved the people, the energy, the creativity, the fan theories, the riffs and in-jokes, all of it. It was the first time I'd interacted with people who were writing fanfic, and it made me think that this was something I could maybe do? It wasn't the first fandom I wrote fic in (hah, I checked this time – usually I get this wrong and say FK was the first), but it was the second, and I made some really strong connections with people in that fandom.

So, uh. My first fannish love was sort of ... everything? Heh.

cat post!

Jan. 6th, 2017 10:21 pm
arduinna: A sleepy grey kitten wakes up, one eye at a time (Hobbes's eye)
I am trying to take care of errands and stuff before tomorrow's storm, so am posting a cat video real fast to get in my daily post. <3

arduinna: a stack of books, with the top one opened (book stack)
Both [personal profile] dorinda and [personal profile] rosaw asked what I've been reading lately, so it seemed like a good one to tackle next. I've gotten weirdly out of the habit of reading novels in the past few years, but started picking up nonfiction. Sloooowly, though; and huh, I just realized it's because I have a mental block against getting too involved in anything in case I need to drop everything and Go Do The Thing (whatever the thing may be). That is an incredibly useful thing to know, so yay for this question!

Anyway. Novels/fiction may finally be working their way back into the mix, as I settled in a few days ago with Anne of Green Gables (♥) on the theory that I could really use something gentle and charming to sink into in the midst of this political miasma - and wow, good call, I felt much better afterward. I have oodles of fiction on my to-read list, so am looking forward to getting back into that. I got Ted Chiang's Story of Your Life and Others for Christmas, after loving The Arrival, so that will be up soon.

But other than that, it really has largely been nonfic for a good while now. I am still reading Ron Chernow's biography of Hamilton - I was going great guns with it but put it aside and haven't gone back to it yet. I will, though. It really is that good. (And then up: Chernow's Washington. Good writer, Ron Chernow!)

I'm also reading (about 3/4 done with) And Then I Thought I Was a Fish by Peter Welch. I got there via a metafilter post about something else this guy posted to his website, and in the comments someone linked to his essays recording his psychotic break. I went to read them (still online for free here) and got so sucked in that when I hit the point where he posted a link to the $2.99 kindle version, I had to buy it.

I'm ALSO reading (well, listening to - it's good highway listening) Elizabeth Warren's A Fighting Chance. She does the Audible narration herself, which is sort of fabulous. I just kind of want to follow her around like a puppy, really. She is amazing.

As for stuff I've finished more-or-less recently (past couple of years):

I'd been hearing about 1491 and the sequel, 1493, off and on for years, and finally pushed 1491 to the top of my list to see if the hype was really justified. It was; I have to force myself not to shove copies in people's hands and tell them to read them. I knew I'd been taught mostly incorrect history, and had picked up bits and pieces of better information as I could, but these laid things out as a cohesive whole I'd never seen before. It was one of those worldview-shifting experiences for me.

A whole bunch of epidemic/disease-related books, of which my favorites were:

* The Great Influenza: The Story of the Greatest Pandemic in History

* Polio: An American Story

* On Immunity: An Innoculation

* The Great Mortality: An Intimate History of the Black Death, the Most Devastating Plague of All Time

* The Ghost Map: The Story of London's Most Terrifying Epidemic--and How It Changed Science, Cities, and the Modern World

And not a disease but my favorite of the disaster books I read during the same phase: Dark Tide: The Great Molasses Flood of 1919 (true story!)

And finally to lighten things up a bit, two books by Jenny Lawson (aka The Bloggess). Both draw heavily but not exclusively on her blog, and her writing just cracks me the hell up.

* Let's Just Pretend This Never Happened

* Furiously Happy: A Funny Book About Horrible Things


... and now I've written this list up and am suddenly re-interpreting the request to be "talk about the actual content of things you're reading", but it's nearly midnight and that will have to be another night. *g*
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(still taking questions/suggestions, if you want me to talk about anything in particular - mixing up my responses to those with other stuff as I go)

As part of my "dammit I will be more fannish" decision, I signed up for an [community profile] hc_bingo card. The official bingo period ends, uh, tomorrow (Jan. 5), so I suspect I will not succeed on that front, but the amnesty period lasts through June 1, so I still have a shot at getting something done, at least.

My hc_bingo card )
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[personal profile] dorinda asked a question that I had actually just been thinking about recently myself, so I'm gonna start with that:

Do you think it would be possible to have a story, written today, centered around the Night Court episode "Best of Friends", or would the period-accurate (& therefore sometimes transphobic) handling of some of it make it a non-starter or drawerfic?

So, for background: the Night court ep 'Best of Friends' )

There is just so much scope in this episode for fanfic, looking at Dan's willingness to move past at least some of his rigid way of looking at the world, and how when he loves someone it's intense and real, and how maybe that's why he doesn't have friends - he knows how to do transactional relationships, but not really how to do casual friendships; it's all or nothing with him, and he anchors himself to his real relationships, so he's at risk of being set badly adrift if something goes wrong.

But that said, this would be really dicey to write about today, because even though this episode at heart is about accepting people for who they are, regardless of who that is, it's still done in a mid-80s way, which is 30 years out of date.

I think it could be done, but drawerfic or a locked-down posting might be the way to go. I would hate to see someone looking for trans tags stumble into 80s transphobia (and even 80s trans norms - lots of things were different) without realizing it.

My brain is all aswirl with caveats and but-ifs, but yeah: in this particular case, I think an episode-centered story should be kept more private.
arduinna: a tarot-card version of Linus from Peanuts, carrying a lamp as The Hermit (Default)
Wow, it's been forever since I've posted. Hi! It's been a hunker-down-and-get-through kinda year -- not all negative, but energy-intensive. I didn't even sign up for Yuletide, for the first time ever, and while I was sad to lose my streak, I don't regret taking this one off. I'm also prone to retreating into my own head in stressful times, and uh, hello present day.

But enough is enough, so I'm going to see if I can re-set my sociability a bit and get to posting more. Maybe even creating things, that would be nice. Maybe fight some fascism.

I'm going to jump on the bandwagon and do a January posting meme thing. I'll try to post every day, and if there's anything you want me to write about, feel free to leave a comment, with or without a requested date.
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