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I used to have a fic index, but I seem to have misplaced it in the move, and I haven't had much use for it anyway, recently. My fic can be found under the "my fic" tag. I think you'll find that most of my tags are self-explanatory like that. If you want a handy list with summaries and sorted things, the best I can do right now is to refer you to the Archive of our Own where all the things which are my own are in fact archived.
Other useful things can be found under the "#about me" tag.
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belated holiday cheer
Jan. 29th, 2023 09:09 pmHave not watched the teen wolf movie, and will not, but:
Holland Roden is also in a Christmas movie with Tyler Hynes called "Time for Him to Come Home for Christmas" and they have maybe the fanficiest storyline Hallmark has ever produced, and I'm including the ones where there is secret royalty. It's delightful. (It's also a Mysteries channel movie, so there's more genuine angst than the main channel movies have. Still good, though.)
Also delightful, belatedly: Haul Out the Holly, starring Lacy Chabert and Wes Brown, with maybe the best supporting cast of wacky neighbors ever assembled for a made-for-tv film.
Holland Roden is also in a Christmas movie with Tyler Hynes called "Time for Him to Come Home for Christmas" and they have maybe the fanficiest storyline Hallmark has ever produced, and I'm including the ones where there is secret royalty. It's delightful. (It's also a Mysteries channel movie, so there's more genuine angst than the main channel movies have. Still good, though.)
Also delightful, belatedly: Haul Out the Holly, starring Lacy Chabert and Wes Brown, with maybe the best supporting cast of wacky neighbors ever assembled for a made-for-tv film.
so every week for the past few years, I've had a Tuesday morning coffee meeting with a coworker. It's usually maybe fifteen minutes of work conversation sprinkled into over an hour of anything else - my mom, who he knows; our church, which we've both belonged to since the 90s; his family, which is extensive; the latest documentary thing he watched on netflix or HBO or the podcast clip rattling around my brain; whatever the fuck is currently going most obviously wrong in the news, the world, the country, or politics.
We live in a ~progressive~ town, he's fairly liberal but occasionally agrees with a good-faith republican idea. He's almost 20 years older than I am, grew up Catholic but left it ages ago.
Anyway, over the weekend he and his wife dropped his youngest, lacrosse-playing, son off at college. At a very artsy, majority female, fairly diverse school. Something like 35% of the undergraduate population is "LGB...T...plus...(in a slightly hushed tone) Queer self-identifying," he said. Although now that I'm thinking about it again, he might've said that was the composition of the incoming class, not the total population. Anyway. It's a school one of my best friends attended, over twenty years ago. I know it pretty well. I don't think the school has changed all that much (except for the men's lacrosse team, which was definitely not a thing back then) but the world around it had a ton of catching up to do.
Anyway. I've been thinking about it all afternoon. It honestly might be the first time he's said the word queer out loud, as a polite, kind, white man, rapidly approaching retirement age.
We live in a ~progressive~ town, he's fairly liberal but occasionally agrees with a good-faith republican idea. He's almost 20 years older than I am, grew up Catholic but left it ages ago.
Anyway, over the weekend he and his wife dropped his youngest, lacrosse-playing, son off at college. At a very artsy, majority female, fairly diverse school. Something like 35% of the undergraduate population is "LGB...T...plus...(in a slightly hushed tone) Queer self-identifying," he said. Although now that I'm thinking about it again, he might've said that was the composition of the incoming class, not the total population. Anyway. It's a school one of my best friends attended, over twenty years ago. I know it pretty well. I don't think the school has changed all that much (except for the men's lacrosse team, which was definitely not a thing back then) but the world around it had a ton of catching up to do.
Anyway. I've been thinking about it all afternoon. It honestly might be the first time he's said the word queer out loud, as a polite, kind, white man, rapidly approaching retirement age.
dreamwidth is currently trending on twitter because of this whole Elon Musk purchase situation, which. lol, and also congrats?
in related...that dude... news, I guess, the spacex-powered launch to the ISS later this week features someone I once met, briefly. Look up Jess Watkins, she's neato.
in related...that dude... news, I guess, the spacex-powered launch to the ISS later this week features someone I once met, briefly. Look up Jess Watkins, she's neato.
I had a mostly inconsequential hardware failure...several? months ago, which took out the default way I checked my fannish email. So, I haven't logged in to it since, because no one ever tries to contact me there, and just. My brain is full, y'all. Everything continues to be a lot.
It only just occurred to me now that, in addition to all the missed notifications of fic that's been posted, that I've also missed any comment notifications. Because I also have only logged into ao3 like twice since summer.
Anyway, merry Christmas to those celebrating, happy yuletide to everyone else. I am off to the church for probably ten hours so we can live stream all four of our Christmas Eve services, and do so with a competence that meets my minimal standards.
It only just occurred to me now that, in addition to all the missed notifications of fic that's been posted, that I've also missed any comment notifications. Because I also have only logged into ao3 like twice since summer.
Anyway, merry Christmas to those celebrating, happy yuletide to everyone else. I am off to the church for probably ten hours so we can live stream all four of our Christmas Eve services, and do so with a competence that meets my minimal standards.
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Mar. 27th, 2021 09:26 pmI'm sort of poking at a fic idea (having failed at WIP amnestying the stuff I thought about last month, because I couldn't stop shifting around the existing words) but I am, like. Mildly terrified of fandom right now?
It'd be for the dominant ship for a big fandom on a currently-popular thing, and I made the mistake of reading some of the comments people are leaving on fic on ao3, and just. I can't with that, y'all.
Also? This thing where you can see people's ao3 user ID # on their profiles is just making me feel very, very old, but also it was sort of fun to hop around to the profiles of people who were in, like, a Stargate fandom when it launched to see what their number is. Or people who I remember from yuletide.
Also x2 in the feeling old division, there was a tweet going around that was some version of where did you discover fic/fandom: LJ/ff.net...idk, Wattpad, tumblr, ao3? And for me it was LJ, but like. yahoo groups? listservs? Anyway. old. grumpy. I'm fine, this is all fine.
My parents are both covid-vaccinated now, which is great, and which they both handled much better than my dumbass cat handled being deposited into the no-contact vestibule at the vet's office for his annual checkup today. "We just kept him wrapped in a towel the whole time," the vet said. "It was fine."
It'd be for the dominant ship for a big fandom on a currently-popular thing, and I made the mistake of reading some of the comments people are leaving on fic on ao3, and just. I can't with that, y'all.
Also? This thing where you can see people's ao3 user ID # on their profiles is just making me feel very, very old, but also it was sort of fun to hop around to the profiles of people who were in, like, a Stargate fandom when it launched to see what their number is. Or people who I remember from yuletide.
Also x2 in the feeling old division, there was a tweet going around that was some version of where did you discover fic/fandom: LJ/ff.net...idk, Wattpad, tumblr, ao3? And for me it was LJ, but like. yahoo groups? listservs? Anyway. old. grumpy. I'm fine, this is all fine.
My parents are both covid-vaccinated now, which is great, and which they both handled much better than my dumbass cat handled being deposited into the no-contact vestibule at the vet's office for his annual checkup today. "We just kept him wrapped in a towel the whole time," the vet said. "It was fine."
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Feb. 26th, 2021 12:55 amI have told myself literally every day for the past month and change, "OMG just go post anything. Literally anything." And yet I have failed to do so. A couple minutes ago, I clicked through to take a silly quiz and the first question is "pick your favorite season" and I honestly have no idea. Did I know the answer to that question this time last year? Or at any point previously? I have no idea.
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I'm thinking about WIP amnesty-ing some fic tomorrow. There's a couple stories that I've been telling myself the same handful of bits of for many years now, and they haven't evolved, and I haven't added to them, and they're just never going to be more than they are at this rate.
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We had a hurricane last summer, and my little neighborhood, which includes a gas station and about 14 restaurants and a couple hundred residences and a train station and the intersection of a state highway and I-95 lost power for SIX AND A HALF DAYS which is still bonkers to me. And then, because #2020 I kept forgetting that was a thing that had happened.
Prior to that, I had sort of settled into manageable pandemic mode. I was making gradual progress on decluttering from my decade in this house, and even some of the boxes that had moved here with me and gotten shoved into a closet or the garage, never to be considered. And then I spent most of that one weird bad week worrying about a COVID spike because of thousands upon thousands of people who'd changed their patterns to cope with days of no electricity with, like, kids to feed and care for and entertain. Oh, honey. Wow was that week not the problem.
I've still accomplished some things, but not the housecleaning things, and it's not the same as those stories I'm never going to finish telling, but there's a mode there of busy hands and meandering thoughts that I think I could get back to with so very, very little effort.
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I'm thinking about WIP amnesty-ing some fic tomorrow. There's a couple stories that I've been telling myself the same handful of bits of for many years now, and they haven't evolved, and I haven't added to them, and they're just never going to be more than they are at this rate.
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We had a hurricane last summer, and my little neighborhood, which includes a gas station and about 14 restaurants and a couple hundred residences and a train station and the intersection of a state highway and I-95 lost power for SIX AND A HALF DAYS which is still bonkers to me. And then, because #2020 I kept forgetting that was a thing that had happened.
Prior to that, I had sort of settled into manageable pandemic mode. I was making gradual progress on decluttering from my decade in this house, and even some of the boxes that had moved here with me and gotten shoved into a closet or the garage, never to be considered. And then I spent most of that one weird bad week worrying about a COVID spike because of thousands upon thousands of people who'd changed their patterns to cope with days of no electricity with, like, kids to feed and care for and entertain. Oh, honey. Wow was that week not the problem.
I've still accomplished some things, but not the housecleaning things, and it's not the same as those stories I'm never going to finish telling, but there's a mode there of busy hands and meandering thoughts that I think I could get back to with so very, very little effort.
so, yesterday...
Jan. 6th, 2021 06:26 pmI resolved that I was going to try to do a few things at least once a week this year. One of them was post to this journal.
Yikes. But hi. Hope y'all are bearing up under *waves hands* all this. I'll be back later.
Yikes. But hi. Hope y'all are bearing up under *waves hands* all this. I'll be back later.
In the past week, I have accomplished at least 85% of the things I was supposed to, and for the first time in a year and a half actually finished a thing that I started writing. (This thing I started and finished in an afternoon. The last thing, I started and finished in the middle of the night. I think the moral of this story is if I have the urge to write, I need to actually do it, right then.)
only light can do that. only love can do that. (1652 words) by healingmirth
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Shameless (US)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Ian Gallagher/Mickey Milkovich
Characters: Ian Gallagher, Mickey Milkovich
Additional Tags: Gallavich Advent Calendar, Winter, substandard housing, Canon-Typical Homophobic Language, canon-typical references to violence
Summary:
(I have spent 3? maybe 4? weeks total in Chicago in my whole life, and the most enduring memory I have from any of that time is that the cop cars look like taxis and the taxis look like cop cars. AND YET I managed to screw up the color of cop cars' lights for this and not notice until many hours later, by which point I just decided to roll with it. I have made AUs of stupider things. Shameless has 100% messed up stupider things.)
only light can do that. only love can do that. (1652 words) by healingmirth
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Shameless (US)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Ian Gallagher/Mickey Milkovich
Characters: Ian Gallagher, Mickey Milkovich
Additional Tags: Gallavich Advent Calendar, Winter, substandard housing, Canon-Typical Homophobic Language, canon-typical references to violence
Summary:
Red and blue lights flashed through the windows and off the ceiling, and Mickey closed his eyes, drew in a slow breath through his nose and let it out. When he opened his eyes again, the lights were still there.
(I have spent 3? maybe 4? weeks total in Chicago in my whole life, and the most enduring memory I have from any of that time is that the cop cars look like taxis and the taxis look like cop cars. AND YET I managed to screw up the color of cop cars' lights for this and not notice until many hours later, by which point I just decided to roll with it. I have made AUs of stupider things. Shameless has 100% messed up stupider things.)
So, coming up on three weeks ago, I stumbled into a Shameless marathon on Showtime. Coming up on two weeks ago, having mostly forgotten about it, I stumbled into a Shameless marathon on Showtime. And then I found an edit of the entire Ian/Mickey storyline on YouTube. And then I spent ten days doing very little other than reading Shameless fic. Turns out there is quite a lot of it!
I have no idea if this is a more or less bad than what I'd been doing previously, which was endlessly refreshing politics twitter and looking at pictures of cats on instagram.
( spoilers for, I guess, all past seasons and the current promo material? )
So if anyone wants Shameless recs, ask and I can go back through my history, but also you can basically just sort by kudos - which I did, but then it turns out I skipped some some of it because it seemed from the summaries like it was the sort of nonsense, ~uwu~ or any-two-guys or whatever bland variety AU, stuff that picks up a ton of cross-fandom clicks if its long and internally consistent. And then it turned out most of it was actually still deeply character-based, awesome, dense, rich, hot storytelling.
All this fic reading is sort of making me want to do yuletide, or, more feasibly, poke at some of my abandoned WiP longfic ideas to maybe do a thing for the Shousetsu Bang*Bang year-end issue.
Or disappear back into the void again, which is far more likely. 2019, y'all. Not a fan.
I have no idea if this is a more or less bad than what I'd been doing previously, which was endlessly refreshing politics twitter and looking at pictures of cats on instagram.
( spoilers for, I guess, all past seasons and the current promo material? )
So if anyone wants Shameless recs, ask and I can go back through my history, but also you can basically just sort by kudos - which I did, but then it turns out I skipped some some of it because it seemed from the summaries like it was the sort of nonsense, ~uwu~ or any-two-guys or whatever bland variety AU, stuff that picks up a ton of cross-fandom clicks if its long and internally consistent. And then it turned out most of it was actually still deeply character-based, awesome, dense, rich, hot storytelling.
All this fic reading is sort of making me want to do yuletide, or, more feasibly, poke at some of my abandoned WiP longfic ideas to maybe do a thing for the Shousetsu Bang*Bang year-end issue.
Or disappear back into the void again, which is far more likely. 2019, y'all. Not a fan.
a very Hallmark Winter: Winter Love Story
Feb. 1st, 2019 07:53 pmI forget what I was going to try to do next for this whole hallmark recap/review thing, but - this one's real good!
Cassie (Jen Lilley) is a writer who's just published a memoir, which she needs to promote. Her mother is a famous novelist and professor, her best friend owns a sweet coffee shop, and Cassie mostly has some realistic if frustrating issues believing in herself that drive much of the plot.
Elliott (Kevin McGarry) is a recently divorced author of a popular fantasy series, with good stage presence, self-deprecating charm, a great dog, and a fantastically supportive attitude towards Cassie, her writing, and her career.
Everyone's just really positive, and really helpful, and really nice, and fun. It's on again Sunday afternoon!
Oh, also! When Cassie visits her publisher's office early in the movie, the first book cover poster you see on the wall is Naomi Klein's book about the economic and political forces facing Puerto Rico post-Maria: The Battle For Paradise: Puerto Rico Takes on the Disaster Capitalists which is a great and bonkers piece of set design for a Hallmark movie.
(Also, I think the new Roswell on the CW might be great, help.)
Cassie (Jen Lilley) is a writer who's just published a memoir, which she needs to promote. Her mother is a famous novelist and professor, her best friend owns a sweet coffee shop, and Cassie mostly has some realistic if frustrating issues believing in herself that drive much of the plot.
Elliott (Kevin McGarry) is a recently divorced author of a popular fantasy series, with good stage presence, self-deprecating charm, a great dog, and a fantastically supportive attitude towards Cassie, her writing, and her career.
Everyone's just really positive, and really helpful, and really nice, and fun. It's on again Sunday afternoon!
Oh, also! When Cassie visits her publisher's office early in the movie, the first book cover poster you see on the wall is Naomi Klein's book about the economic and political forces facing Puerto Rico post-Maria: The Battle For Paradise: Puerto Rico Takes on the Disaster Capitalists which is a great and bonkers piece of set design for a Hallmark movie.
(Also, I think the new Roswell on the CW might be great, help.)