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Jan. 1st, 2008 05:44 pm
charamei: The second Doctor saves the world with fanfic! (DW2: Fanfic)
To save people digging through back-entries and the like. All neatly collected and catalogued. )

Also, tags for quick reference: Character Sheets - Doctor Who - Sherlock - All Drabbles - All Oneshots - All Prompts - All Fanfic
charamei: NaNo is Coming... (NaNoWriMo: NaNo is coming)
NaNo is coming. I will try not to fail so spectacularly this year.

Unless something incredibly inspirational happens between now and November, I guess I'm doing the first draft for [community profile] asexual_fandom's upcoming bang? There are vampires in it. Asexual ones! Because literary metaphor swings both ways, or in some cases, doesn't swing at all.

I'm sure I should provide some kind of update on my life, but there kind of isn't one? Life is being rather dull. I may be getting the keys to the house on the 28th (provisional on paperwork, lack of natural disasters, etc) and then maybe there will be things to do, but until then not much.

Also, SJA S05 has started, which makes me excited, sad and apprehensive all at once.
charamei: (Merlin: Sidelong Gwen)
Ooh, cool, Merlin's looking interesting. Hopefully it won't devolve back into Monster-of-the-Week: it does politics so well that it's always a shame when the plot is yet another go-around of 'X falls in love with a monster'.

I like Merlin. It's the best televised DnD, well, ever. It's clever and silly and cracky and it has Emilia Fox.

There's just one small problem, which I can sum up in image form.

Image under cut. )

Names, people! Use one another's names occasionally! I'm begging you!

Wonder if I'll know who they are by the end of the series... :p
charamei: (Default)
...but I need it out of my head, please, world, because I CANNOT HAVE INEXPLICABLE GIGGLEFITS AT WORK.

Flashfic. NSFW, may destroy your childhood.

Read more... )

(Confused? This might help.)
charamei: Eighth Doctor (DW8: Eight)


From a friend.

/\/\/\

Steve Grand has a blog! And he's working on a new game:
The creatures’  limbs have elastic muscles and the weights of different parts of their bodies have an effect on inertia and balance. It’s quite challenging getting one that has a fair chance of learning to walk and doesn’t fall over when it glances sideways!
Welp. Better go RSS-up my childhood science hero. ILU STEVE.

/\/\/\

Holidays this year: Galloway Astronomy Centre, which is a B&B run by two lovely people with a telescope out the back. (In fairness, it's a very large telescope.) There were meteors, and the Milky Way, and a very fruitful trawl through some second-hand bookshops in Wigtown which turned up an Historical Grammar of Greek (circa 1890, best Greek grammar I've ever seen) and an 18th century book of scholiasts on Euripides. I may have spent the entire day geeking out and wondering how fast I can learn Latin so I can actually read the non-Greek portions of it.

Also, Stonehenge and the Bristol Balloon Festival.

/\/\/\

Bank holidays this year: medieval festival at Herstmonceux Castle.

/\/\/\

House-buying update: solicitors are sloooow. And non-communicative. I nearly fell over in surprise when one of them actually called me voluntarily to give me an update.

/\/\/\

Nice thing about writing a species that periodically changes sex: when I changed their whole biological model so that the majority of the characters for this year's NaNo were suddenly female, not one of them complained.

/\/\/\

I have read books. I can't remember all of them any more, let alone review them all. Some were good, some were bad, some were meh. Aren't I helpful?
charamei: Ten grins: funny is like this (DW10: Funny Is Like This)
Actual conversation with a project manager today:

Me: "Who's going to buy this over-expensive product anyway?"
Her: "Perverts. But we're marketing it at birdwatchers."

Company and product name omitted to protect my job the innocent.
charamei: (Default)
Just not rocking the online presence very much at the moment. Reading, not responding.

Oh, and I have (a) a mortgage, (b) an accepted offer on the Rather Perfect House (for £6000 below the list price, too!) and (c) a solicitor.

When did I get this grown up?

Besides that OH MY GOD MASSIVE THING, not much happening.
charamei: (EGS: Ellen Reading)
Made an offer on the rather perfect house yesterday, having sorted out mortgage shenanigans. (I have a mortgage agreed. That's terrifying enough in itself.)

And I have had the opening theme from The Poddington Peas stuck in my head since I walked into the bank.

I have no idea in what way these two facts are related, but there you have it. Buying houses = pea-based cartoons from my earliest childhood memories.

Now we just have to see if they'll accept.
charamei: Mystery Science Fiction 3000: These are just random sentences, folks. (MST3K: Random sentences)
In an effort to combat RSI, I'm trialling handwriting recognition using a graphics tablet. I'll be rechecking as carefully as I can, but there may be some incomprehensible sentences on the way.

(More so than usual, I mean.)

If I leave you a nonsense comment, don't worry - I haven't been taken over by spambots, it's just that Windows has odd ideas about the English language.
charamei: Ten makes a frowny face: not funny is like this (DW10: Not Funny Is Like This)
The police contacted them about my card being compromised, so they've stopped it.

That's fine.

I found out that something was up when I tried to move money into my savings account, held with another bank, and NatWest declined the transfer. That's fine.

Of course, it's a bank holiday weekend, so my only recourse is the 24-hour helpline. That's fine.

First person: "Okay, you need to tell the operator that your savings account is with another bank, this is the wrong department." Dumps me back into the queue.

That's irritating, but OK.

Second person: "You can't make a transfer out of NatWest with any other website, ever."
Me: "Yes, I can."
Him: "No, you can't."
Me: "Yes, I can. I've done it dozens of times before and I can do it right now while you're listening to me."
Him: Okay, I'll pass you over to someone else.
New person: Okay, you still can't do that.
Me: Yes, I can, and I'd rather do it via [other bank] than NatWest because I hate your card-reader thingummywhatsit.
Her: *hangs up*
Me: *curses*

Third person, after going through thew queue AGAIN: "Okay, you're using the right card, you've got enough money in the account... oh, it's the fraud squad. I'll pass you over."
Me: Hallelujah.

I go downstairs, and what's on the doormat but a letter of apology from the bank for the débacle that ensued last time I tried to get them to do anything.

I mean. Hanging up on me. Customer service at its finest, y'all.

IN HAPPIER NEWS, I may have found a rather perfect house, if I can only scrape a slightly higher mortgage together.
charamei: (R&H2001: Jeannie)
Ganked from [personal profile] curuchamion because, er, I was bored.

In no particular order. )
charamei: (EGS: Ellen Reading)
Every year, from June until September, it's time to feed the Muse. This isn't a choice: it's been part of my natural creative cycle since I was at least 17. Creativity slumps, productivity slumps, and everything old and familiar is boring. Not coincidentally, this is the time of year when I spend the most money on all forms of media, when I watch the most TV, and when I read the most fanfic. There's an itch in my spine for new stories.

Which goes some way to explaining how it is that I bought this book blind, and devoured it in two days, and why I now have three more books waiting to go and am seriously contemplating starting one of them right this instant.

'I want to go home,' she lied. )

A quick, compelling and excellent read.
charamei: Eighth Doctor (DW8: Eight)
I've been putting this off and putting it off, and you'll probably see why soon enough: it's long. This was the final 8DA story, by the way: the series has ended now. I hope 4DA fills the gap as admirably as I'm expecting. On the whole, I've enjoyed 8DA a lot more than Big Finish's main line, which I am now hopelessly behind on.

SPOILERS for all of 8DA, including multiple character deaths. Also spoilers for 'Waters of Mars' and 'The End of Time', if anyone has yet to watch those. )

An emotionally packed climax, some serious long-term impact for the Eighth Doctor's future, Daleks... there's a reason this took me so long to process, and that's that this finale was incredible.
charamei: Start writing and keep writing! (NaNoWriMo: Start Writing and Keep Writin)
Regan and Meredith Book 1 is go! Well, technically it was go a week ago, but since I'm only now getting past the first scene I can pretend to postpone the start date ;)

(I restarted. Again. This time there's no First Steps to get in the way, though... bouncing between politically-savvy, cyncial Regan and optimistic, two-hours-old Snail was doing my head in.)

I'm really feeling the rust that comes from not having started a longfic in two years: working out where I go next feels like an uphill struggle each time. But on the plus side, the characters are still feeling fine:

Ania: I'm not your patient.
Meredith: You threw up on my shoes. That makes you my patient.

The people in my head are awesome.

ALSO. Book review. If I sneak it in here, I can maybe trick my brain into writing one?
Doctor Who: The Nightmare of Black Island (Mike Tucker, Tenth Doctor Adventures) )
charamei: Inconvenient cutscene to the cat being dull. (EGS: Inconvenient Cutscene)
What did I ever do to it?

It's about twenty years old now: I've had it since I was four or five. And last night it finally broke.

I've been having trouble turning it off for a while: the alarm unset button kept sticking. Last night, my lovely old alarm clock went off at 1:30 am (despite being set for 6:30), and wouldn't shut off at all. I ended up switching it off at the plug and getting my phone.

Good news: because of this, I still had an alarm to wake me up at 6:30. No accidental lie-ins, no missed work. And despite the interruption, I slept surprisingly well.

Bad news: I liked that clock :(
charamei: First Doctor (DW1: One)
Title: First Steps (Epilogue)
Rating: PG-13
Trigger warnings: Everything but Chapter Three is clean. Chapter Three: Miscarriage/infant death. Also, severe burning and dehydration.
Genre: Babyfic! No, wait. Action/Horror.
Characters/Pairings: Snail, Flabbaduckarusa and Tagalong. Or, in adult-speak: the Doctor, Braxiatel, and the Master.
Wordcount: Chapter: 578. Fic:

Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who; I'm just playing in the BBC's sandbox for fun and practice.

Summary: There's being born, and then there's being born into a world with no adults, no clothes, no food and a terrifying alien Thing upstairs. When their Looms birth them straight into the middle of an emergency, can Our Heroes muddle through?

Beta'ed by the amazing [personal profile] in_lighter_ink and finished thanks to the brilliant people over at [community profile] writethisfanfic.

Parts: One | Two | Three | Four | Epilogue | PDF

I'm bored. Are you bored? )
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Parts: One | Two | Three | Four | Epilogue | PDF

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If you've read this far, please leave me some incredibly simple feedback by clicking two buttons below. It'll be appreciated! (Comments are also nice, of course.)
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charamei: First Doctor (DW1: One)
Title: First Steps (4/5)
Rating: PG-13
Trigger warnings: Everything but Chapter Three is clean. Chapter Three: Miscarriage/infant death. Also, severe burning and dehydration.
Genre: Babyfic! No, wait. Action/Horror.
Characters/Pairings: Snail, Flabbaduckarusa and Tagalong. Or, in adult-speak: the Doctor, Braxiatel, and the Master.
Wordcount: Chapter: 9,276. Fic: 21,925
Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who; I'm just playing in the BBC's sandbox for fun and practice.

Summary: There's being born, and then there's being born into a world with no adults, no clothes, no food and a terrifying alien Thing upstairs. When their Looms birth them straight into the middle of an emergency, can Our Heroes muddle through?

Beta'ed by the amazing [personal profile] in_lighter_ink and finished thanks to the brilliant people over at [community profile] writethisfanfic.

Parts: One | Two | Three | Four | Epilogue | PDF

Stop running off! )
Parts: One | Two | Three | Four | Epilogue | PDF
charamei: First Doctor (DW1: One)
Title: First Steps (3/5)
Rating: PG-13
Trigger warnings: Everything but Chapter Three is clean. Chapter Three: Miscarriage/infant death. Also, severe burning and dehydration.
Genre: Babyfic! No, wait. Action/Horror.
Characters/Pairings: Snail, Flabbaduckarusa and Tagalong. Or, in adult-speak: the Doctor, Braxiatel, and the Master.
Wordcount: Chapter: 6,209. Fic: 21,925
Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who; I'm just playing in the BBC's sandbox for fun and practice.

Summary: There's being born, and then there's being born into a world with no adults, no clothes, no food and a terrifying alien Thing upstairs. When their Looms birth them straight into the middle of an emergency, can Our Heroes muddle through?

Beta'ed by the amazing [personal profile] in_lighter_ink and finished thanks to the brilliant people over at [community profile] writethisfanfic.

Parts: One | Two | Three | Four | Epilogue | PDF

You're born cold, naked and hungry. And then things get worse. )

Parts: One | Two | Three | Four | Epilogue | PDF

Onwards!

May. 11th, 2011 08:01 pm
charamei: (NRFtW: Red grins)
Huh, apparently I stopped posting for a month there. Catch-up time, I guess.

- Book reviews: one day. Honestly, I'm in a really bad habit right now of trying to read two or three and then review en masse, which doesn't work because I forget what the first one was about before I have time to post it. No duds in this batch, anyway.

- Everyday stuff: still looking for a house. Thought I'd found one, but then the owners decided to sell to someone else through another agency, so I'm back to looking again. C'est la vie. I've signed up for a proofreading course with the Society for Editors and Publishers, whose training looks fairly intensive: they even do a mentoring scheme for aspiring freelancers. (Not that I'm saying I will freelance. Feels like every time I make a plan for my life at the moment it gets torn down, so I shall attempt to exist in a state of flux and thus outfox it. This also keeps Alice Cullen at bay.)

- Went down to my mum's on the royal wedding weekend and met some of the people from the homeless centre that she volunteers at, who are all lovely.

- The various results of Nick Clegg's Black Thursday make me sad. I'm glad to see the Lib Dems finally getting their political act together; I do worry that it's too late for the country as a whole, though. (This is the first time in my life that I've been genuinely worried about our political future, I think. Things are starting to feel less like 'minor buffets that are fundamentally really boring for history students' and more 'Big Things are happening'.)

- Have started playing The Sims: Medieval using the characters from our most recent DnD campaign, who mostly fit its hero roles perfectly. Doing this has made me appreciate Sims 2 all the more for storytelling: I can usually get a couple of decent pictures in TS2, but the Sims 3 graphics are so... muted. And puddingfacey. I've caught two humorous moments in all my play time so far, and I didn't even get one of them on camera: I unpaused to try to get one Sim into a slightly better part of his animation cycle and the other two wandered off. (Relatedly, I really miss the 'boolprop testingcheatsenabled true' cheat.)

- Glee makes me happy. No particular reason, it just does. (There won't be fic, though, ever. A large part of why it makes me happy is that it's completely cracktastic. I am incapable of taking it seriously.)

- Started Regan and Meredith, for reals this time. I have a plot arc and everything! And everything is mostly working. I'm writing at a snail's pace, but eh.

- I haven't forgotten that review of the 8DA finale, but it seems to have morphed into a fairly involved piece of meta, so give me a bit more time to think through what I want to say...
charamei: First Doctor (DW1: One)
Title: First Steps (2/5)
Rating: PG-13
Trigger warnings: Everything but Chapter Three is clean. Chapter Three: Miscarriage/infant death. Also, severe burning and dehydration.
Genre: Babyfic! No, wait. Action/Horror.
Characters/Pairings: Snail, Flabbaduckarusa and Tagalong. Or, in adult-speak: the Doctor, Braxiatel, and the Master.
Wordcount: Chapter: 3,698. Fic: 21,925
Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who; I'm just playing in the BBC's sandbox for fun and practice.

Summary: There's being born, and then there's being born into a world with no adults, no clothes, no food and a terrifying alien Thing upstairs. When their Looms birth them straight into the middle of an emergency, can Our Heroes muddle through?

Beta'ed by the amazing [personal profile] in_lighter_ink and finished thanks to the brilliant people over at [community profile] writethisfanfic.

Parts: One | Two | Three | Four | Epilogue | PDF

'I don't want to be got out. There's nothing wrong with me. I'm safe here.' )

Parts: One | Two | Three | Four | Epilogue | PDF

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