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firefly124: fanfic writing is my therapy (writing therapy by savine_snape)
On the plus side, I've been reading and commenting more. Not a ton, but more. Also working on my [livejournal.com profile] wintercompanion fic, which is stalled out at the point where I need to either just turn it into fluffy porn (porny fluff?) or create an actual actiony plot.

So, of course, I pulled out the Tarot of the Cat People, which has become my "writing deck." This led me to wondering about a Doctor Who tarot (which there should totally be) and who would be what cards.

In Torchwood, we canonically see Jack turn up as the Knight of Swords, but I'd be more inclined to give that to Rory and find another for Jack. There are a few reasons I might go with him as the Hanged Man, but also many reasons that wouldn't quite work. Why actually work on the story when I can waste time on this, right? *facepalm*

There's a reason I delayed beta-reading an o-fic for someone today on account of brain-friedness.

In other news, I'm all kinds of psyched about going to see [livejournal.com profile] rm's play, Dogboy and Justine on Wednesday, and then meeting up with a friend I haven't seen in 12 years on Saturday. Squee! For either of those things to happen, my car needs to be fixed tomorrow, preferably without breaking the bank. There's only so much money I'm willing to put into a 12 year old 200k+ miles Chevy, but it's actually running fairly well and it would be good if it were also able to stop without making grinding noises worse than the TARDIS' time rotor. (I do not leave the brakes on! However, they do need to be put on occasionally.)

That's the state of things here. Hope all is well with all of you. And if anyone has thinky-thoughts about who to put on what card on a completely hypothetical Doctor Who tarot, I'd love to hear them!
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Had a lovely festival yesterday, which ended up being a combination of Olympieia (a festival of Zeus) and Earth Day (on which it only makes sense to honor Gaia). Also, I finally got my phone to talk to my laptop, so I finally got caught up on the newsletter, which can be found here, for those who are interested in/amused by our modern interpretations of the old Greek religion.

Aside: had a very funny moment at work that started with a coworker producing a penis pop, continued with me showing pics from the Rural Dionysia, and hit the punch line with coworker asking if I was Greek Orthodox. Erm, not exactly in the sense of not remotely? LOL

One batch of pictures remains trapped in my camera from Delphinia. I stupidly forgot to put the SD chip in, can't locate the USB cord that fits the camera, and if it's possible to transfer stuff from internal memory to the SD chip, I can't for the life of me figure out how. I'd have been better off taking said photos with my phone after all, considering that's working again. *facepalm*

Of course, what I probably should have been writing is this daunting letter of intent. If I'm to have any hope of starting in the fall, it needs to be done soon. I just really suck at "Hi, I'm wonderful, and here's 500-750 words of why"-type stuff.

In other news, [livejournal.com profile] bluedolfyn is visiting the East Coast and I get to hang out with her tomorrow! W00t!
firefly124: fanfic writing is my therapy (writing therapy by savine_snape)
Someone on my flist was asking about how others write. This particular writer is very visual, as I suspect most are. So were most of the commenters. No surprise, since that's true for the majority of people.

I'm weird. If you've been reading my random posts for any length of time, this is not exactly a news flash. But in terms of how I process information, I'm definitely outside the norm. I'm fortunate in that it's worked to my advantage, mostly, but still: weird. And my thinky-thoughts got a bit much for commenting, especially as they ventured afield into the links between writing/inspiration style and learning/processing style, so they ended up turning into a post.

Writerly navel-gazing. )

So, your thoughts? If you're a writer, how do your story ideas come to you? If you're a reader, how does the information on the page/screen come through to you? And in either case, does this seem similar to how you learn or just approach the world generally?
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Finished Cryoburn the other night. Even knowing a particular character development was destined to be coming up, even seeing all the foreshadowing for exactly what it was, that was quite the gut-punch. No wonder I put off reading it. Cut for a spoiler that really isn't a spoiler, since Bujold had said all along that the next book would contain this particular element. )

Also, an epilogue composed of self-contained, exactly 100 word drabbles? With a definition for the unfamiliar of what a drabble is? Stroke of genius. Admittedly, if someone did that in fandom, as we're so accustomed to drabbles and drabble-series, it might not have gone over quite as well. But it was such a surprise and the format worked so well for what she was doing that I just loved it.

In other news, orientation at work proceeds apace. I definitely prefer working the floor to supervising, despite the fact I'm basically just pushing pills. I apparently have two more weeks of orientation scheduled, plus the iv certification class that hasn't been scheduled yet. But I'm definitely feeling more confident about it all.

The 3rd annual [community profile] wintercompanion Summer/Holiday fest has started with a lovely bit of Jack/Nine hurt/comfort. I'm looking forward to seeing them all. Very cool approach they took with the prompts, too, using the "psychic password" format we encountered in "The Doctor's Wife" of a color, a number, an emotion, and an aroma. Very effective and evocative, and the prompts are open for people to write/draw/create other things throughout the month, which should lead to seeing some intriguing variety on how people run with them.

I think I'm about over my "What the hell was I thinking?" attack re: my [community profile] femslash11 assignment and have moved into research mode, which is a very good thing.

And now, time to run around and do stuff to get ready for this weekend's Anadikia retreat. Coming up with appropriate offerings has been rather challenging. (I got it into my head that I needed special liquor offerings for each of the Temple patrons. Ginger liqueur for Zeus and Oracle of the Sun Shiraz for Apollon were easy enough to find. I'd wanted retsina for Pan, but nobody around here even knows what it is, much less carries it, including the place Tim found it a year or so ago. So I went with Bully Hill wine that has a goat for a logo. *facepalm*)

Have a great weekend all! Don't break the intarwebz while I'm gone!


May. 5th, 2011 07:01 am
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Here's something that no writer in their right mind ever does.

1. Write something.
2. Have a trusted friend read it over to be sure it's what you want it to be.
3. Sit on it for weeks until the night before the deadline.
4. Decide at the 11th hour to completely rewrite the thing from scratch in under an hour and email it in without having a single other person look at it.

Had I done this with a bit of fanfic, I'd expect it to get bounced from any moderated archive with a note a mile long. So of course, what I'm talking about is a bit of original poetry that would be the first bit of creative writing with my legal name attached to it (should it be accepted) in well over a decade.

I half wish I could say there was alcohol involved in this process to justify that lunacy. Certainly the final version had been percolating in my subconscious whilst I wibbled about just what was wrong with the prior, proofread version. (It did lack balance, but given the form I'd chosen, there was no way to really address that without starting over.) Thing is, I've not submitted poetry (or anything non-fannish) for publication anywhere in years, so the idea that I banged this thing out (on the fourth or fifth complete rewrite from scratch, mind) in under an hour and sent it in without a second set of eyes is vaguely horrifying. To an editor I rather idolize, no less. I can't even bring myself to reread it this morning.

The one thing I'm positive it does wrong is take something that was utterly visceral and give it a substantial amount of distance so that I could actually bring myself to submit it. In poetry, and, really, most forms of writing, the result of doing something like that tends to be a very bland flatness. So it may be that this was a bit of self-sabotage to make sure it wouldn't get accepted, given that if it does print, the odds of my being outed from both closets* simultaneously go up just that little bit. (Though, frankly, it would probably take one of my parents randomly googling my name to stumble across it. It's decidedly not a publication either would be reading as a matter of course.)

Just shoot me, please, somebody?

*Unrelated: it was amusing to note in a conversation with a friend that "broom-closet" isn't as universally understood as I'd come to expect from using it with fellow Pagans online. Fellow was Pagan, too, but totally thought it was a size thing and got into an extended metaphor about walk-in closets with mirrors. Um, intriguing, but not quite what I meant. Brooms ... witches ... *waves hands*
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There's a short story competition for Sex, Wales, and Anarchy, and they've just extended their deadline to August 10. They're looking for stories featuring any or all of sex, Wales, and anarchy, up to 8,000 words, winning story to be read at SWA by Gareth David-Lloyd, plus prize money to be determined by submission fees of £5/story. More details at the link above.

I wish I could come up with something to submit, but while almost everything I've written for the past year has been set in Wales and has a fair amount of sex, I'm pretty sure they're looking for ofic. ;-)

If you, on the other hand, can come up with something that fits, by all means, submit!
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So, the guy at Best Buy thinks a) I may be right that it's just a loose wire and b) that regardless, as it shows no evidence of being dropped, it should be covered by the warranty. However, it had to be shipped out, and the estimate he gave me was a month, even though there's a chance it could be less. I guess they can only handle software problems in-store.

But! One of the tutors I work with said her husband had a "little laptop" that they had been going to sell to someone who then didn't buy it, and I could probably borrow it. So I am typing this on a lovely ThinkPad! The compressed keyboard takes some getting used to, but other than that, I really like the compactness of it a lot. W00t!

No writing happened Wednesday or Thursday, as a result, which is kind of ridiculous. I had access to other computers and Google Docs. I'm just that attached to using a laptop to write? No, I've done my daily scribblings in a composition book when we've driven up to Boston. Also, I have no idea how much I exactly wrote Mon or Tues, but I did at least write 500 words, then 600+ yesterday, so I may keep the [profile] 5_for_five streak going.

In other news, I gave that Angel Food Ministries thing a try, like I said I was going to. I got very mixed reviews between here, FB, and RL. The RL ones were the most positive, so I wonder if it's a regional distribution thing or something. So far I haven't used any of the food, but the picking up and then going through the box left me pretty happy with it so far.

More detailed babble. )

Overall, then, I'd give it pretty good marks so far. We'll see how it goes as I get around to actually using the food.

Now, time to get some sleep. Have a lovely Saturday, all!


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