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A note -- today is Internet Cleaning day for me. This means emptying my LJ messages folder (363!) and my hotmail inbox (1081!). If I finish this with enough time, it'll mean it's home-cleaning day for me too, today or tomorrow.

THIS MEANS: You may recieve replies to comments you forgot you made, responses to emails you thought must have been sucked into the nothingverse, and GIGANTIC THANK YOUS for the amazing things you sent me for Christmas that I never mentioned because I wanted to put it all in one gigantic LJ-entry of surprise!love.

Hoping to have the gigantic LJ-entry of surprise!love up tomorrow.

SURPRISE! XD (I'm so, so sorry)

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solsticezero wrote The Cricket and the Bird. I will not tell you why I am reccing it, because I don't want to spoil it.

kel_riley has summarized some reader preferences here, and it made me think of this. Which is exceptionally nitpicky.

I've been having an internal debate about the "/" vs the "," .

Right now, I've quit all slashing in my 'included characters' sections. It's all name-comma-name-comma-name. I don't like the "/" because I don't know when it applies. Especially if I'm not writing explicit sex. I mean, if it's NC-17 with two characters, it's pretty obvious they're going to be screwing, so the "/" is unnecessary. And if it's not NC-17, well... the "/" is kind of like the word 'couple,' and Jack's attitude has influenced me.

It's just that the "/" seems to place an expectation, and I don't always know if that expectation is accurate. What's the difference between characters being paired, and characters being themselves? "/" makes me feel like a presumptuous/constrained narrator.

Is this cool or annoying or completely inconsequential? Possibly TW-fandom-specific, since it's so easy to cover all the bases while remaining canon-compliant?

neifile7 wrote Noli me tangere.

Post-CoE, Martha and Jack, hurty and... necessary. I'm reccing mainly because I should be able to say more about it, but can't, and want you to do it for me. :P

A few months ago (?) I submitted/posted a fandom secret. Tonight in 51stcenturyfox's circumconversation post, the planets aligned and, well, ( TMI )

Also, it seems every time I start a fic, I run into a similar idea in someone else's fic, and feel like some kind of accidental-psychic-looks-like-plagiarist. Could be confirmation bias. Could be there's no such thing as an original idea. IT SUCKS. BUT THEN IT'S KINDA COOL TOO. I've got a pile of unfinished stuff sitting in my 'embarrassments' folder for this reason.

*wavelengths at unmentioned names*

~ Well. My fiction/reality divide's got some mortar a'crumbling this evening.
(link yoinked from talulahk)

~ I taught this guy how to type in a web address today. "I don't know computers, man, I been to Africa next day in Paris, I could list you the best restaurants in Rome. 'Start menu,' what the hell is that?" Let him off the phone early so I could get my smoke break on time. I think he was wasted.

~ I've been writing obsessively and keeping it mostly to myself. This is mainly because I envy your abilities and insight. Yes, yours. I am saying this because I value your encouragement, should any of you choose to give it (not discounting that which you already have).

~ dark_fest looks very promising.

~ People all over the place are doing things. I'm further out of the loop than Pluto. In need of jumper cables, stat. Will eat coffee grinds (grounds?) with a spoon soon. Ooh, I think I'm already getting it back.

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Him who mountain crush him no
Him who sun him stop him no
Him who hammer him break him no

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"That you've seen..." Ianto's hand sweeps up, down the line of the milky way, abandoning his sentence, throwing it out there. "With my bare eyes. No monitors, no charts, no graphs, no scatter plots, no spikes. This. I've seen more than..." He throws this one out too. "And this is still this." He waits a long time, watching his unfinished sentences float away. "Does it get old? How many have you --"

Jack blots out a distant splayed hand's worth. "I could name this many," contemplates it into a fist, "I've met folks from this many," and holds up a thumb, a measuring painter. "I've seen that many."

"That's..." Ianto rolls his head on his wrist, frowning, impressed. "Lots."

"You run out of numbers, after that. So, no. It doesn't get old."

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Him who fire him fear him no
Him who raise him head above him heart
Him diamond



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Who wants Jack and Ianto porn? You want Jack and Ianto porn.

Jesus Christ, I'd be overwhelmingly happy not to bother trying ever again.

angstslashhope is like, I don't even have a word for her.

Me, I'm so ashamed of how often I use the eff word in smut writing. It's cheating. It's always cheating.

Yesterday, I plunked down in a new section of cubies because I'd finally grown bored enough to evade the lot of Cosmo-clutchers I'd fallen in with. Yeah, this is me inspired to nurture change in my life. Catch a glimpse before it flits away.

Two spots over, a friendly guy noticed my Torchwood novel ("Oh, I know Torchwood -- my grandparents watch it for the scenery. Did you see that one with the guy who lives in people's thoughts? What about the episode where the girl gets married?"). He then spent the next few hours (while not taking calls) educating me about Wales. As he left, he called over his shoulder, "Hey, I'll bring you something Welsh tomorrow."

I spent the rest of the day on the edge of my seat, contrasting the virtues of ties versus doe-eyes.

He lived up to his promise (albeit not quite in the manner I'd hoped). As soon as I got into work this morning, a package, wrapped in plastic and a neatly-folded White Castle paper bag, GPS-navigator style, fell onto my desk.

Hm.

I asked, "Can I open it?"

He said, "Eeeeh, not here, it'll explode all over the place."

( Well THAT was an invitation if I'd ever heard one. )


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( Cut because I'm being post-happy today. )

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Thank you, everyone! :D


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Looked up random RTD quotes today on a whim.

On why "Doctor Who" should never be a woman:
Russell: I am often tempted to say yes to that to placate everyone but, while I think kids will not have a problem with [a female Doctor], I think fathers will have a problem with it because they will then imagine they will have to describe sex changes to their children. I think fathers can describe sex changes to their children and I think they should and it's part of the world, but I think it would simply introduce genitalia into family viewing. You're not talking about actresses or style, you're talking about genitalia, and a lot of parents would get embarrassed.

Discuss?

(ie -- Wait, why are you talking about genitalia, rather than actresses or style? COME ON, GIVE.)

(ie -- Having Eccleston and Tennant compare cocks onscreen was one thing, but JEEZ PEOPLE.)

(ie -- It was bad enough when all the mothers had to explain plastic surgery and tailoring.)

THANK YOU RT. I CAN LOL AGAIN. YOU CRACKSTER YOU.


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EDIT: (I AM AWARE THIS IS NOT SRS. JEEZ PEOPLE. OTHERWISE I WOULD CRY. I'm trying to be non-hatey, here. Trying very very hard, because I wish he'd address questions seriously once in a while. Or take his writing seriously. And stuff. AGH HATEY.)

I noticed a girl who looks like Lois Habiba at work today. We kept making eye contact. I dunno if I was catching her looking at me or she was catching me looking at her, but I swear I didn't do it on purpose, and it only happened like, three times, so it doesn't matter anyway.

Also, Brian invited her to the new gay bar that just opened up in place of a rundown one I never went to, and I've been saying 'no' to his 'lets go party' invitations for weeks now, but this time I just kinda said 'sure.' So I guess my Saturday is booked.

*cough*

Also, my new years fic for haiti thing has about three hours left on it. Closing soon!

REQUESTS ARE WORTH DOUBLE:

A penny a word to haiti on behalf of anyone filling one of these:

- John, Jack and the Doctor get wasted, and how the Doctor wound up with Ianto's tie on his head.

- Tosh/Jenny. (Well, more Tosh/Jenny than there already is.) Just, anything them.

- Gwen and Rhys agree to have one fling each before their midnight vow-renewal. Who do they choose? Do they get who they want?

- A drunken Sycorax tries to (emphatically but casually) apologize to the Doc for his species' involvement in that thing with the hand a couple years ago ("I heard you ran into Jeff's gang. That guy thought he was my best bud, start of middle school. Met him in bone-welding class. Turned out he was just after my girlfriend -- she had the hottest extended ribcage in our year. What an asshole. Hey, you got any dope?")

- Sonic screwdriver gets mistaken for a stir stick.

- Donna teaches Tosh how to dance (attitude > steps).

- Rhys, The Doctor, the food table.

- Rose and Martha work it out. Rated R.

- The angel/devil girls, and a few shaken champagne bottles. On a balcony. Possibly charming one another out of their sequins, possibly with Ianto's help, or at least his observation.

- The TARDIS is only one VIP room -- the other one's in the yard, and it is a bouncy castle.

- Emma learns about consent by teaching John a lesson. John enjoys this lesson.

- JAGERBOMBS.

- Owen has been reverted to his pre-zombie state, after having been a zombie. I would like to read about his joy. This may or may not involve the aforementioned bouncy castle.

- Also in the yard, near the bouncy castle, there is a swimming pool. The pool is accessible from the balcony, the fun way. It also has a sub-surface tunnel to an indoor jacuzzi. Who skinny-dips, who skivvy-dips, who just dunks their toes?

- Sontaran whack-a-mole. ("Wait, what's a Sontaran again?")

Go HERE to read the rules and post your fic. And thank you, to everyone who has already done so!


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Blah blah, Torchwood going to the US, blah blah, Ianto is dead, blah blah, interesting sexualities all gone, blah blah, basic concept that makes show cool likely shot in the head, blah blah, THINGS CHANGE BLAH BLAH.

This is me telling myself this, not me telling you this. You do what you like. Me? I'm coping with change this evening by working on my post-Countrycide fic. Fic can stretch a couple years infinitely. I could fit a million words into a canonical hour if I really tried (quality be damned). So, I will live in 2007-8 canon, and I will enjoy it immensely until I SAY that change is okay, and if I test the waters when they come and still don't like the change? I'll never step out of 2009. TAKE THAT.

I'm extending my little vid-inspired ficfest for haiti thing by a day. It hasn't been the hit I hoped it would be, maybe because I didn't participate (Virtual Season! 14,000 words!), maybe because I didn't advertise, maybe because it was a silly idea. Whatev. I'll try to grow back enough of my frizzle-frazzled brain to add to it before tomorrow ends.

I need a new mood icon set. Chibi blobs don't do it for me anymore. Suggestions? Where should I go? Yes, I'm thinking TW, because I'm always thinking TW.

Stuff I did today and yesterday (my weekend):

~ Worked on post-Countrycide. Learned a bit about what it's like to be Doctory!Owen.

~ Finished my part of the first draft of the Virtual Season episode for kalichan. God, it feels good, and WAY overdue (all my fault, there). What I wrote seems drab and skeletal to me, though, and I'm hoping that while I sit on it, I'll come up with some depth and body for this baby, because it does have the potential.

~ Envied solsticezero's awesome domestical fic of awesomeness, Everybody Has a Name. (seriously, if I still want to have anything at all to say in my pre-2009 personal ficfest, I'd better get on it quick before Solstice says it all)

~ Completed my TW novel collection. All fifteen books arranged in order on my shelf with the pictures on the spines puzzlepieced together, and yeah, I got up to admire it a few times because I'm a filthy, filthy nerd.

~ Made a few icons.

~ Felt great glee due to many hits on fic at ff.net (I'm an attention whore). Also felt great whiny sadness at the lack of reviews (I'm a closeted badfic writer).

A (semi)final cry of desperation:

I will pay haiti for the fic you write, even just a sentence, no matter who you are. Setting/universe: a New Years party in the Whoniverse and everyone is there. The possibilities are endless. Now go!


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Poll #1512994 Self-indulgent, likely irrelevant question, because I worry they may be cheesy (in the bad way).
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 19

Should I continue to bother making little rectangle covers for fic?

SPEAKING OF HORN TOOTING, GO WATCH MY VID AND WRITE ME SOMETHING BEFORE I HAVE TO DOUBLE THE WORD VALUE. (I really really wish I could write Jenny, but gasp, I haven't seen her episode[s?]. Should get on that sometime.)

GO AHEAD AND WATCH IT, BUT I'M WARNING YOU, THERE'S A CATCH.



My greatest achievement, I think, was how quickly I got everyone to change their clothes.


( THE RULES. READ THEM. )

Finally, I've realized that while the Whoniverse doesn't need less m-slash, it does need more fem-slash.

IF YOU WANT TO WRITE BUT HAVE NO IDEAS, CLICK HERE.

EDIT, JAN 21 -- Donations made. Offer closed. Thank you all!

(If you still ever get an urge to post more commentfic, though, it will be much appreciated and enjoyed -- this was awesome)

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