angelgazing
13 July 2010 @ 04:38 am
there's never gonna be a moment of truth for you  
So I did that I Write Like... thing with pretty much everything I've written in the last two years. Which... isn't a lot, and that bothers me, because I remember back in the day when I was a productive member of fandom. I don't know what happened to that. I have all these ideas, and then I try to write them and... yeah, doesn't work out. I am a fail writer, and it makes me sort of sad.

For the record, I got, J. K. Rowling once (Never Slapped Five With God), Ian Flemming and Chuck Palahniuk three times each, Stephen King twice, and Kurt Vonnegut, Bram Stoker, and Margaret Atwood each once. I have no idea what this says about my writing at all. Ideas?

Um. I decided to do something else with my Glee character "drabbles", so, have this! (Which is what landed me my Margaret Atwood result. I'm going to continue to stand over here and be baffled.) I got like, three of these done, with the theme of acceptance, before I decided that I hated every single idea I had for the rest of them.

Learn to Live with What You Are - Glee - Kurt - gen - 300 words )


...Possibly I should go to bed now. Probably I should've done it hours ago. Oops.
 
 
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angelgazing
24 May 2010 @ 11:09 pm
Admire my restraint for not flailing about Sean Van Vleet.  
Today, I caved and downloaded Trillian. I HAS A NEW TOY.

Remix is over! I've decided I really need to get in the habit of, you know, doing that writing thing again. But I still have no idea what to write. So, naturally, a poll!


ETA: Never mind, LJ doesn't want to let me have a poll. Because LJ hates me. I bet Dreamwidth would let me post a poll, LJ. Feel free to tell me what you think I should write instead.

The abbreviated list of your options )


Oh, LJ, why you always gotta let me down?
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angelgazing
18 February 2010 @ 11:54 pm
I don't want to be stuck in a box  
...I can totally justify watching White Zombie as doing research for my informative speech on the postmodern zombie, yes? I really need to clarify the topic of this speech, instead of just "zombies! zombies, zombies everywhere!" I mean, I suppose I could go with the sort of direction of where they first showed up in literature and film, the history and how they've evolved from then, and the steps and reasons why they are one of the most popular... whatever, things, today. I just, I'm not sure how to make it 6 minutes and interesting.

I am completely and totally a nerd. I am aware of my nerdiness. I embrace the hell out of all of it. Unfortunately, it means that what I find interesting is not what the rest of the class does.

For instance--and this is tl;dr, shit only I find interesting, but--I take issue with Aristotle's statement in Poetics that character takes second place to plot. I mean, I'll grant that plot plays an important role, especially in tragedy, I don't at all deny this fact. Maybe I'm a loser, but it's the characters I remember and focus on. I don't care how incredible the plot is if I don't like the characters it's about. If I don't feel something for the character then where's the interest in the story?

Lord knows I have watched through some terrible plot lines of Supernatural because I love those boys. I don't tune in every week to see how the apocalypse is going to go down, I tune in because I care about Sam and Dean, not what happens to them, but how they deal with it. The plot of Merlin is often terrible, but, dammit, I love Arthur and Merlin, so I keep going back. The plot of White Collar isn't exactly engaging, dammit, it's fun to watch Neal, Peter and El. And don't even get me started on Sherlock Holmes. When I write, it's because something in that character draws me toward them.

So, I don't know, maybe I'm doing it wrong.
 
 
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angelgazing
17 February 2009 @ 04:32 pm
/o\/o\/o\  
I think I've lost even the pretense of being interesting, at this point.

I retagged half my icons and uploaded a bunch more. Now I have Frank to look at! Wheee


OMG SOMEONE PLEASE MAKE ME WRITE.


A... meme? Whatever, a thing! Give me a prompt for a five things... list, not fic, because those are long.

Please?
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angelgazing
08 August 2008 @ 04:49 pm
you better back your shit up  
Shhh, I'm not really here.

I'm totally packing. And cleaning. TOTALLY.

I still haven't managed to talk myself out of the epicapocaweather (that is totally the working title. And by working title I mean, whatever I would name the document if I were to start one. I'm not that far gone yet though.) SPN fic that my brain is contemplating in a fit of procrastination. And when I say epicapocaweather I don't just mean the weather would be epic. I mean like, I think the completely empty threat I made was 65,000 words kind of epic.

Which leads to a question!

What's the craziest thing you've ever done to get out of doing something else?

Also: Cab babies n FNMTV tonight! I might as well sign my paycheck over to FBR, you guys, for reals.
 
 
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angelgazing
06 July 2008 @ 04:43 am
I never said I'd lie and wait forever  
OMG Editing/rewrites suck.

If anyone needs me I'll just be over here, pretending that it isn't almost five am, totally not watching MCR videos on youtube, because I have lines! Lines I will not cross!

Dammit.

Also: My want for this is currently matched only by my want to do obscene things to Spencer Smith.

Hopefully, I'll at least get one of those things.
 
 
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angelgazing
12 June 2008 @ 07:59 pm
your mouth is like fire and I want to put my fingers to the flame  
Hey, hey, hey, you know what is like stupidly hard? PLOT.

Oh, god, I always forget what a bastard plot is. How do I forget?

It's like me and Jose all over again, man.

Like, you know, it burns a little a first, and then it starts to go a little smoother, and then it's even fun, for a while. Really fun.

Next thing you know your head is pounding, your stomach turns, you've got bruises in funny places and it won't return your calls.

Bastard.

Also: my foot is asleep.

Also: I am in love with [livejournal.com profile] we_are_cities prompts. Like, really, all of them.

Also: I haven't completely abandoned the idea of deleting this whole thing and writing 10,000 words of sex!pollen fic or something else completely plotless.

Also: I really think that would show Plot, that bastard.
 
 
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angelgazing
07 June 2008 @ 03:19 pm
I am scared, but only of god and a witness stand  
Whee! I haven't checked in in a while, I guess.

Hi, I haven't disappeared!

I got my tattoo and fell in love with it, with the idea of it, with the idea of more. Like, ok, see, this is my secrect:

I'm too in love with words to think straight.


The PatD show was awesome, again, and only slightly less awesome was Motion City before them. Like, ok, really, people, really. If you do not know Motion City Soundtrack I am sad for you.

And, hey, while we're at it: Phantom Planet. And I'm not just talking about California, either (tinkletinkletinktinkletinkletink) but their new stuff! The new CD! Raise the Dead, f-list, you know you wanna.

I may have to do a music spam post later, come to think of it.

But back to the main point of this!

Words! Words, words, words, words. The way they sound and fit and feel when you say them, the images, the feeling, the way they make you stop, sometimes, make you shift, make you feel like you remember, from before, from then and then and then and that one time, when you couldn't breathe and you thought you were going to burst from everything single thing around you.

WORDS.

Now, why is writing so hard?
 
 
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angelgazing
07 January 2006 @ 09:13 pm
the prompt trading post  
Howdy, y'all, and welcome to Getting Good: The Prompt Trading Post! come on in and take a peak at the rules. Just remember, kiddies: ain't no harm in bartering for what you want.


Concept/Rules:
     Everything here is simple enough, you want something you give something for it. Just like it was back when, before the times of cash monies. Only with fic, because the world loves it, really, it just hasn't learned proper yet. You comment here, and I'll give you a prompt--could be anything, a phrase, a quote, a picture, lyrics, a song--and you write something for this prompt. Then, when that's all done, you post either the story or a link to it here, along with a prompt of your very own. Once some business pops up, you can roam around, write for a prompt someone else gives. And you may be thinkin', 'But Ma, this ain't no different than all the others is' and you'd be wrong. Cause around here, you write for a prompt, you get to leave a prompt. Any kind of prompt you want.

The rules are simple enough: anything goes but stealing. You can write any fandom, slash, het, gen, rps, fps, g, pg, fan rated adult only, that rating that Hollywood thinks fan writers have stolen from them, crossovers, original fiction, 100 words, 1,000 words, 10,000 words-- I think you get the gist. Any prompt you see lying around is game to play with, though do please try to respect the views, opinions and likes of the prompter, and prompters, always thank your promptees!

Really now, the only rules are this: You gotta write for a prompt to leave a prompt. And you gotta play nice with the others.

So, let's go friends, have some fun.
 
 
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angelgazing
27 December 2005 @ 04:35 pm
because I probably won't write either one, but I know I won't do both  
A quick poll, as we're getting ready to head out to Hell, I mean, Wal-Mart:

poll )
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angelgazing
18 December 2005 @ 03:07 am
and other non-green things which rule out osmosis  
I realized--well, a while ago, but with clarity to the fact that it could have meaning--tonight that I have a very strong distaste for Britishisms in Supernatural and House fic. Especially in House fic, and I can't decide if I blame the House writers and their need to have House be so, so mocking when England and it's inhabitants come up, or my deep sympathy for Hugh Laurie and his kick ass accent that must make him want to kill himself at least a dozen times each day. (Hell, half the House dialogue would make me want to off myself, and I don't even have an accent to try and hide.)

But either way, it grates on my nerves in odd ways. I like most of these things, usually. Lord knows I've picked up strange speech things on the internet, for any number of reasons, and I like them, but not in my House fic. I don't know why, but there are you.

And I realized tonight, much to my horror, that I am, in fact, probably guilty of exactly the same thing. Only in reverse.

So I made a poll.

I cut because when polls make the friends page scroll it sucks like a sucking thing, but there is a poll behind this cut and so you shouldn't ignore it because, well, yay poll! People like polls! Poll, poll, poll. )


::coughs::
 
 
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angelgazing
06 December 2005 @ 03:44 am
where lovely girls go  
Arg. Arg and further arg.

I had this conversation typed up last night, finally, after hours of fighting with it. I had the conversation, and it said nothing, of course, but underneath it it said everything. And there were hints and coldness and other various things that it needed. That made it work. You know?

And, naturally, my computer crashed and it was gone. Gone. And now I'm staring at the place where it should be, and it's not there and the replacement doesn't fit right. It doesn't say the same thing at all.

I know that there are people who do outlines and lots of drafts and such, and I'm just so very much not one of them it's sad. Nine times out of ten I go in with nothing more than a vague idea of where I want it to end up, so I'm just along for the ride. And it's hard for me to understand the Outline people, but harder for me to understand the Drafts people.

Because I may go through 100 versions of a first sentence or a first paragraph, but the truth of the matter is, that most times, when I finally manage to get the story started, I don't go back, I don't change things, I don't add things in. I start it and I keep writing until I think, 'okay. Okay, it's done.' There's often very little actual story difference between my first, rough draft, and what you see.

So please, tell me dear f-list, where do you fall? Are you a Drafter? An Outliner? A Fly-By-the-Seat-of-Your-Pantser?

Do you ever wish you could be the other thing?
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angelgazing
03 December 2005 @ 01:16 am
my girl is the queen of 10 villages; we live on the fruits of her pillages  
(1) Ouch, fucking, ow.
(2) Today is not my day.
(3) My love for this song could move mountains, right now.
(4) Photoshop is uncooperative. Icons defeat me.
(5) Writing is hard.
(6) I should never make the mistake of thinking I'm doing something well.
(7) Nothing will work. Nothing.
(8) I've got 13 days. 5 fics and 13 days.
(9) I'm not thinking I'll win this time.
(10) Please to start using "that're" because I like it and need to not be odd anymore. Turns out odd doesn't work if no one bloody well likes it. No one does. I've done a poll.
(11) We think all of life is a funny joke/ She's sharp as a tack/ I don't care if I never get back.
(12) Sirius is a bastard.
(13) Does POV change the language of your narrative? The style? Please tell.
(14) I hate the winter. It's too cold, and my hair gets staticy and shit happens.
(15) My girl is the Queen of the Savages
(16) Alan Tudyk can be my international man of mystery anytime he likes.
(17) I miss Supernatural already. Six weeks is ass. The WB is ass.
(18) I'm talking to myself again. This won't end well.
(19) My uncle used the phrase "your Anderson Cooper" today.
(20) I've lost track of what anything says about me. Maybe you can say something about me instead. ::waits::
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angelgazing
29 November 2005 @ 03:39 pm
I'm stuck in a dream and I don't want to wake  
HAHAHA WRITING OMG I DEFEAT YOU!

Except maybe not really, but for now I totally do so ha! Haha!

Which to say, of course, that hot damn I finally finished my [livejournal.com profile] houserareathon fic. Now it is (hopefully, gmail is being cuntish so it's hard to say for sure) at beta and then I will wash my hands of it.

Take that writing. Take that in the ass.


Now I just have to write five fics for [livejournal.com profile] slashfest in the next 16 days. And then the [livejournal.com profile] shacking_up secret santa thingy.

Someone please tell me that there are new ways to write Sirius/Remus and I just haven't found them yet? Please? Cause my smug calm is getting damaged.
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