borealgrove: (Meltwater)
This has certainly been an interesting week so far. I managed some work on FS at the beginning, plotted out the next few chapters, but after finishing a scene that was exhausting to write, I needed a break. So I started to write my HP Drizzle fest submission! SSHG Smut fest is coming up (in fact I am eagerly awaiting the claiming post to go up this morning so I can make mine), and the submission will be due around the same time, so I decided to act out of character and do some work in advance :p

My Merthur fic is still percolating in the back of my mind, and I add to my notes every now and then, go back and re-read them, but I think the only way I'm going to be able to write it properly is if I spend some time outside on a hill when it's extremely sunny and bright out. I've still got a winter sense-memory, and I can't fully get into the zone with this thing right now.

This morning started with a jolt: the fire alarm went off. Or rather, it seems it was pulled, so... Happy Father's Day lol. Then, the alarm itself malfunctioned, so it kept turning on and off, and they couldn't restore the elevators, so after being patient, we were left with no choice other than to walk all the way up to our unit (we're on one of the highest floors lol) so that was a fun pre-breakfast workout. My side of the family are planning to come here for a Father's Day supper, but if they don't fix the elevators, there's no way we're making them walk all the way up and down the stairs; we'll have to figure something else out.

This is random, but yesterday I successfully went from a 10g to an 8g in my left earlobe. My left earlobe has been extremely finicky and I've had to go back down a size twice now because it would not settle properly (rather, because it needed way more than a couple months to rest between stretches). So I finally managed the next stretch with ease! My right lobe for some reason has been a lot easier to stretch and I've had very little trouble with it, so it's several sizes ahead lol.

I've got to run off and make myself breakfast so I'll just make mention of one last, very important thing:

The definitive post-S4 TJLC meta is out!

toxicsemicolon has done it with her [ Poetry or Truth? ] meta, which she published on Medium (part II to come). It's definitive, because she started from the two clearest hints we got about the season via twitter, and did a shitload of research and connecting of dots (I've been watching her scream about Brecht and theatre of the absurd for several months on her Tumblr lol). This meta... is fucking amazing. I ascribe to other metas/theories that aim to explain something about the plot, but this is the first one that I feel truly explains what Season 4 is, if that makes sense. EMP theory, for instance, gives us a good explanation for what is going on with the plot as early as HLV, and into TAB and beyond, and I think it's a strong contender for the big reveal (Tarmac Hell!), but it doesn't fully explain the narrative choices they made the way Poetry or Truth? does. So far, I don't think they have to be mutually exclusive; they can complement one another. I also really like Opaljade's

Ah, I'm back. The fire alarm went off again. Because it's malfunctioning. So we went down a fafillion flights of stairs again, the alarm turned off after about fifteen minutes, and we each heaved a sigh. The elevators were still out of service, so we decided, being quite hungry and fed up, that we would go get brunch. As soon as we started walking away, the alarm went off again; clearly we made the right decision. So we took a nice walk, had a nice brunch (right before the morning rush, so we didn't need to wait to get a table -- score!), and then came back to find... the elevators were still out of service. We met an unfortunate relative at the entrance and had the sad task of informing her that to get up to where her mother lived on the 10th floor, she would have to walk. Horror! We walked together and offered encouragement, and at the tenth floor we bid her farewell and continued on.

We made it back home and immediately laid out clothes on the bed for if the alarm inevitably goes off again and we need to get dressed to go out properly in a hurry. By the way... it's supposed to go up to 40C today, so... jfc. LOL

So, um... where was I?

Right. Opaljade's meta. Trance Theory (part I & part II). This one also does a pretty good job at de-fucking S4, and can coexist to a certain degree with EMP.

I still love BBC Sherlock, and no one yet has managed to convince me that TJLC is not real.
borealgrove: Dionysus fulfills his promise to Prosymnus (Rite of Spring)
Ahh, four day weekends, how I love them.

Though we spent Thursday night over at my parents', the rest of my time off has been spent at home, (mostly) in front of my laptop. I wish I could say that it has all been spent writing, but due to the LJ TOS changes, my time was spent doing other things. Like saving PDF copies of all four of my LJs, and moving this (my latest, and now only active) over to Dreamwidth permanently. I did have a DW journal before, but it ended up petering out because it felt so deserted, and all the action (small as it was) was still over on LJ. I hope that begins to change! After all, DW is a very thoughtfully-constructed blogging platform, and really all it was missing was numbers--communities.

On top of moving my LJ over here, and saving all my old ones, I also realized that all of my old fanfiction was in danger of disappearing too. So I created a new Ao3 account and began re-posting all of the important stuff over there... I thought a lot about whether I wanted to create a brand new account, or whether I wanted to just add a new pseud to my main one, and in the end, a new account won out. My old stuff is just very unpolished. Reading back through it makes me cringe and laugh and even feel warm (I can see my own style--sort of--developing) and I am proud of the stories I wrote, but I don't think I want them, and that super-niche fandom, associated with what I write and how I write now.

While taking breaks from the changeover and repost-a-thon, I also managed to finally finish Mass Effect! Yay! And then started Mass Effect 2! At this rate it will only take me another two years to get to Mass Effect Andromeda! Rejoice!

Sigh.

Okay, maybe two years is too a generous an estimate, but I seem unable to let go of side quests, so clearly I will not reach the Andromeda galaxy as soon as I'd like. It's just, if I never re-play these games, I'd like to be able to say that I experienced almost all of the possible story in them. Anyway, the jump from MA1 to MA2 is pretty great--the difference in graphics and controls is immense, and while I keep accidentally using the old controls, I have to admit, the changes are a nice improvement (levelling certainly feels much more minimalist). This game is the one I played about three quarters of the way through, but it was a long time ago, so while I have some memories of it, I still feel like I'm playing a new game--plus, this time, I have the benefit of a lot of story context from the previous game, so the story and lore doesn't feel confusing.

On to the big event of the weekend!

Toe-stubbing!

On Saturday night, while walking back to my chair, I smacked my pinky toe into a table leg reeeeal hard. It's taken until this morning (Monday) for me to be able to walk properly again lol. Luckily, I don't seem to have broken it, and there was no external damage other than very visible bruising, but boy did I ever pick the right weekend to put myself out of commission for a couple days. Ha!

Said toe-stubbing happened right after I had finished reading two wonderful volumes of Smut Peddler, a very female-friendly comic anthology of... well, exactly what it sounds like. :p

Why female-friendly? I would put that down to there usually being some sort of believable plot, to there being a lot of humour, to there being a huge variety of relationships, genders, and body types depicted... in short, it may be a sexy read, but it is also more than likely to give you a case of the warm fuzzies. There was a lot of love in those pages, either from the characters, or from the authors of each comic.

Other things of note... I made brownies last night and changed up my go-to recipe to the extent that my partner tasted the finished product and commanded me to write those changes down right now lol. I adjusted the amount of white sugar the original called for by substituting in some brown sugar and almond flour (he doesn't like overly-sweet things). In order to add a bit of extra sweetness for myself, I spread a little maple butter on top of my square. Delish. But then, when is maple butter not?

Finally, I woke up this morning after viewing a tweet in my dreams that had been posted by Stephen Moffat, saying something along the lines of "the wait is over". I woke up, because even dream me knew that Moffat doesn't have a twitter. At this point, I really can't imagine what they're waiting for, because I feel like they'll lose more loyal fans with each passing day, but I still do believe in The Lost Special, and my tin hat has not left my head since January. I'm still squinting suspiciously at the ContactSH and ContactJW twitters (when I'm not too busy grinning at their latest antics) but what I believe now, what I truly believe, is that Mofftiss want to drop TLS when no one expects it. TJLCers have been too clever. We've ruined their big reveal. So they want to surprise even us. Problem is, there are so few of us left... but that's a whole other (sad) can of worms.

Just for posterity, one of the best metas I have read since S4 ended is about The Johnlockian Game, by Shamelessmash on Tumblr. In particular, their [ meta ] about The Final Problem was exemplary, and I really do think they figured out the key to the whole S4 mess. But their play-by-plays of T6T and TLD are great reads as well.

Still fucky

Apr. 2nd, 2017 11:04 pm
borealgrove: (Angel of Procrastination)


fjnaklsmd;a

Yeah, that's pretty much how I remember S1


On to le chapter editing after spending several solid hours this afternoon trying to help get #Bring221Back trending on Twitter (we had way, way, WAY more than enough tweeting going on to get it trending worldwide, so something fucky was up... which basically describes the entirety of this latest season ffffff).
borealgrove: (Out of Bounds)
I'm so incredibly exhausted from the events of this month. I got excited about the lead-up to the fourth season of Sherlock, and then watched the series devolve into a trainwreck with each subsequent episode. Watched tons of TJLCers start to doubt and then full-on reject the series once the last episode aired (which I certainly don't blame them for doing). But I couldn't deal with giving up, not when there was one last glimmering bit of hope that the third episode was fake and that another was coming.

I don't think I have the energy or ability to distill all the absolutely crazy (and simultaneously sensible, rational) arguments and theories concerning a "lost episode", hopefully coming on the 29th, this Sunday. I'm so exhausted thinking about this whole queerbaiting ordeal (only proper word for it), that I'm really just at a loss for words. I think the whole "plan" spun out of Mofftiss' hands and a lot more damage has resulted than they intended. Or maybe this is what they intended. I have no idea!

I just know that I am one of many 'Chris'es unable to ignore all the evidence of conspiracy and am doing my part to try and call attention to the harm that BBC Sherlock did this season with the #Norbury and #bbcqueerbait tags on Twitter. jfc Mofftiss, let us fucking rest.



Pretty amazing that I managed to churn out another chapter in the midst of all this, but holy hell do I ever need a break this weekend. Gonna go see Moonlight tomorrow and just try to forget about Sherlock for a bit.

Because obviously I will think of nothing else come Sunday.

tfp

Jan. 12th, 2017 06:52 am
borealgrove: (Out of Bounds)
I now I have to swear off Tumblr until Sunday afternoon, so I can avoid any possible spoilers from those who get to go to the advance screening tonight.

This month has been wild.


I suppose it's a good opportunity to lay out the drafts and snippets I've been keeping and get that next chapter written--that is, if I can concentrate through the haze that has been my life since T6T aired. Which, frankly, is not likely. I have taken to keeping a note with all my wild theories and observations on it, and I add to it every day. I'm losing it. halp.

Sherlock S4

Dec. 4th, 2016 06:25 pm
borealgrove: (Out of Bounds)
Less than a month until Series 4 begins, and I am just going out of my mind with anticipation. I have been devouring fan theories, re-watching all the episodes, and just generally feeling excited beyond all reason whenever I think that the new year will immediately bring with it 3 new episodes.

TJLC is real, and I hope I will soon be delivered from Johnlock hell.



I'm almost more excited for this premiere than I am for Christmas.
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