Though we may roam far and wide
Dec. 29th, 2007 09:54 pmour hearts find home at Christmastide.
1. My grandmother loves to rail against: squirrels, the weather, the dishwasher. I've only just realized that she does this primarily because she's pretty sure the squirrels/weather/dishwashers of the world really don't mind.
2. She is ill, really fading quickly. But no one was kidding about her attitude (she's a tough old broad, as my mother says, in deep denial that there's anything seriously wrong worth discussing, except she feels badly this morning only, and will be fine for the party this afternoon,) or the fact that it's fatigue, bodily failure and tiresome repetition, but very little pain.
3. Very little pain. None, really. Lots of sleeping. Lots.
4. These things are gifts, but very meloncholy ones.
5. I have watched Juno and Once, both very lovely little films, in their way. Juno in particular is distinguished by it's surprisingly fresh approach. Once is just a sweet, pretty friendship with gorgeous music. And Irish accents that my Dad couldn't understand, but he thinks British films need subtitles, let alone Irish or *gasp* Australian (it's a hilarious genetic flaw of the ear.)
6. I have plumbed the new construction! TRIUMPH!
7. I have read McKinley's Sunshine (my first vampire novel, always good to go with a trusted author, and it was good!) since it was a Christmas gift.
As such, I can recommend this yuletide offering:
Brought to Light, Sunshine, Rae, gen, worksafe.
I can also recommend, if you're read the Blue Sword, this really lovely addressing of a quiet thread in the novels there:
Good and Faithful, the Blue Sword, Harry, and the Darians among the Homelanders, gen, worksafe.
Seriously, it's a surprising little story. I'm quite impressed with the light weight of it.
8. I am currently reading The Book Thief by Markus Zusak. The prose is incredible, as is the voice of the narrator, and his single-minded focus on the protagonist (the little girl who is the book theif, so much so that he defies the subject of the sentence to describe people in relationship to her.
Like this, where he's describing the girl, her brother and their mother: They stepped onto the platform, the boy in her mother's arms.
The narrator also likes to state facts like this:
***A REASSURING ANNOUNCEMENT***
Please, be calm, despite that previous threat.
I am all bluster--
I am not violent.
I am not malicious.
I am a result.
Really, it's just fascinating. I think I was snagged at page one, the bit where they announced the title of the chapter. Srsly.
9. oh yeah. sg1_jubileeeeeeeee! (
sg1_jubilee)
So far, (bearing in mind I have not read them all, and cannot tell you the authors until the reveal,)
Ask Me How I Am, which is subtle, nuanced, complicated and very nearly sad-making Cam/Daniel. Gorgeous and real, not worksafe.
I will make you a watch if you can't guess this author (I will make you a watch if you can't guess the author from the TITLE): Those Days of the Sahara. Sam and Cameron, post-Ori-apocalypse. Worksafe, if the apocalypse is worksafe. *meaningful look*
Sometimes fics just author themselves, don't they? It's a lovely story.
10.
choc_fic is in sign-up phase for the February Love-In. I'm really considering me some Teal'c, though that should surprise no one. I will also openly offer to beta for anyone on the fence about writing my favorite guy. I will discuss through IM or email, I will write meta-ish posts on the guy, I will alpha and beta, I will hold your hand and cheer. Carte blanche, what do you need?
paian asked me to consider a Teal'c prompt, and it's spiraling into a complicated little thing in my head. I may need some hand-holding for that one if I try to actually pull it off. I haven't signed up yet. I also have half a conversation for a crossover, of all things, in my head. I really don't know if I have the nerve to take that on.
Join me in these new frontiers, my dears! Once more into the breach! (Hey, that was a Teal'c fic of mine once apon a time. MY FIRST! D'awwwww...)
1. My grandmother loves to rail against: squirrels, the weather, the dishwasher. I've only just realized that she does this primarily because she's pretty sure the squirrels/weather/dishwashers of the world really don't mind.
2. She is ill, really fading quickly. But no one was kidding about her attitude (she's a tough old broad, as my mother says, in deep denial that there's anything seriously wrong worth discussing, except she feels badly this morning only, and will be fine for the party this afternoon,) or the fact that it's fatigue, bodily failure and tiresome repetition, but very little pain.
3. Very little pain. None, really. Lots of sleeping. Lots.
4. These things are gifts, but very meloncholy ones.
5. I have watched Juno and Once, both very lovely little films, in their way. Juno in particular is distinguished by it's surprisingly fresh approach. Once is just a sweet, pretty friendship with gorgeous music. And Irish accents that my Dad couldn't understand, but he thinks British films need subtitles, let alone Irish or *gasp* Australian (it's a hilarious genetic flaw of the ear.)
6. I have plumbed the new construction! TRIUMPH!
7. I have read McKinley's Sunshine (my first vampire novel, always good to go with a trusted author, and it was good!) since it was a Christmas gift.
As such, I can recommend this yuletide offering:
Brought to Light, Sunshine, Rae, gen, worksafe.
I can also recommend, if you're read the Blue Sword, this really lovely addressing of a quiet thread in the novels there:
Good and Faithful, the Blue Sword, Harry, and the Darians among the Homelanders, gen, worksafe.
Seriously, it's a surprising little story. I'm quite impressed with the light weight of it.
8. I am currently reading The Book Thief by Markus Zusak. The prose is incredible, as is the voice of the narrator, and his single-minded focus on the protagonist (the little girl who is the book theif, so much so that he defies the subject of the sentence to describe people in relationship to her.
Like this, where he's describing the girl, her brother and their mother: They stepped onto the platform, the boy in her mother's arms.
The narrator also likes to state facts like this:
Please, be calm, despite that previous threat.
I am all bluster--
I am not violent.
I am not malicious.
I am a result.
Really, it's just fascinating. I think I was snagged at page one, the bit where they announced the title of the chapter. Srsly.
9. oh yeah. sg1_jubileeeeeeeee! (
So far, (bearing in mind I have not read them all, and cannot tell you the authors until the reveal,)
Ask Me How I Am, which is subtle, nuanced, complicated and very nearly sad-making Cam/Daniel. Gorgeous and real, not worksafe.
I will make you a watch if you can't guess this author (I will make you a watch if you can't guess the author from the TITLE): Those Days of the Sahara. Sam and Cameron, post-Ori-apocalypse. Worksafe, if the apocalypse is worksafe. *meaningful look*
Sometimes fics just author themselves, don't they? It's a lovely story.
10.
Join me in these new frontiers, my dears! Once more into the breach! (Hey, that was a Teal'c fic of mine once apon a time. MY FIRST! D'awwwww...)
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Date: 2007-12-31 06:46 am (UTC)*iz skeered of prompt*
It's... going in different kinds of directions. I hope it all works out.
*points at self* That's a face of fear.