borealgrove: (Crabby Space Trash Panda)
The messages just keep coming, so I've started replying to them by prefacing them with I may not answer you for a month, more for my own piece of mind than for theirs--I hate leaving people hanging. I'm so fixated on the messages lol. Everyone on Facebook seemed to have forgotten that I existed until about a month or so ago, and now I've had a handful of people that hadn't said a word to me in months (or years) suddenly strike up a conversation. I just don't understand why now, and why all at once! It's not bad, just strange.

So aside from my ongoing discombobulation about these messages piling up, I've had a pretty productive week. I finally got that new FS chapter posted (it turned out to be slightly shorter than a previous chapter, so I didn't beat my record, but I was close), and I worked out most of the rest of the plot for my HP Drizzle fic... I'm now about 1/3 of the way through writing it (though the way I ramble, that may change). I started my SSHG Smut Fest submission as well, but since that one doesn't require beta-reading, and will run a little shorter, I'm going to work on that one afterwards, or at least when the Drizzle fic is almost done.

I did go out this weekend to get started on a scavenger hunt of sorts (you complete it at your own pace) that a group of friends signed up for--it was pretty hot out yesterday, and we got a little lost on one of the clues, so we didn't get far, but it made for a fun afternoon. We'll end up planning another day to continue sometime this month or the next. When we couldn't take the heat anymore, we went to a café to relax and cool off, and then some of us continued on to a restaurant for a late supper. The service at the restaurant was neither good nor bad... it was weird. It was confusing, almost. It wasn't really that busy (at one point, we were basically the only people there other than a few at the bar) but the service seemed very slow, and there were mix-ups. One friend ordered a certain beer and after a long wait, she was offered a completely different (but equivalent one that they weren't selling fast enough) even though they had the one she wanted in stock -- they didn't bother bringing the one she ordered, just the one they wanted her to drink instead, so she would have just felt fussy to say "no, I want what I ordered" because that would mean she'd have to wait even longer, and make them go back and change it. She enjoyed it, but I could tell that she had wanted the one she had originally ordered, and she gave in not to make a fuss. I didn't much like that. It would have been fine if they'd brought both bottles of beer at once and she'd chosen the 'new' one. Then, I ordered an appetizer, because I didn't want a large, heavy entrée, and they brought me... an entrée? Like? What? The thing I ordered didn't even sound remotely like what they brought me? I have no idea why they brought me that? Wtf? Even weirder, that was the only entrée on the menu that actually appealed to me. Again, to not feel like an picky asshole customer, I just accepted it and didn't complain, but it was very weird. At one point, one server said he'd bring us water, and then the other brought it instead... but then the first came over and saw the filled glasses and was like "wtf?". Really bad communication in that restaurant, I guess, and maybe understaffed. The servers also left a couple times without waiting for all of us to give our orders. The thing that caused us all to burst out laughing, though?

At the end of the meal, after the first of the four of us had paid, the card reader suddenly died and the server had to go get another one. What timing. It kind of summed up the whole experience lol.

In other fandom news... The 13th Doctor has been announced, and I am very much looking forward to seeing the next Doctor in action! I'm also looking forward to all the saltiness dying down. I'm seeing a lot of discussion on my Facebook right now about people going "oh IT'S JUST TO SATISFY THESE SJWs" and so on and so forth, and an upsurge of Bill-bashing (I'M NOT HOMOPHOBIC BUT). It's tiring to look at, so I'm not going to bother to dive in and try to talk sense into people essentially throwing temper-tantrums because an alien character that can regenerate into whatever form it likes isn't going to take a human male one for once. Again, as ever, Dudley says it best:

36? BUT LAST YEAR--LAST YEAR, I HAD 37!!!!!

Okay, fine, I will add in my two cents. One person was complaining that Bill's character was 'all about her being a lesbian'. Yes. Because she's a lesbian. And people in real life and on-screen, tend to just assume someone is straight unless told otherwise. Which is why it's important to break that assumption. And the only way to do that is by making characters that very clearly announce these things. Because even though straight is 'default' right now, it won't always be. It is something I believe will change--that one day, announcing even straightness may be normal. The assumptions won't be the same. But for now, it is important that queer characters get to embrace their queerness and announce it--so that people who are bothered by queerness can't just pretend that it's not there and not face their own discomfort.

In a similar vein, those that are screaming SJW about the Doctor regenerating as a female are screaming because the default for them is male. They don't want to watch female main characters--they're bothered by female-led superhero movies as well. To them, female-led movies and shows are 'chick flick' material, a female character automatically dumbing things down. Realistically, the Doctor being played by a female actor shouldn't actually be too different, but any tiny mention of femaleness is going to be magnified by these tantrum-throwers because maleness is 'default' and 'assumed', and anything female is jarring and unneeded and pandering.

Boys are brought up to scorn 'girly' things, and girls are brought up to enjoy 'girly' things (while being told they're lesser) and to like 'normal' stuff ('normal' stuff being anything that is not girly). So... we need to keep destroying that shitty dichotomy because in it, everyone loses.
borealgrove: Black Widow looking disgruntled against a bold lettered background (Black Widow)
I've got a pile of messages to respond to, but I set them aside over the weekend in favour of milking the hell out of a sudden surge of motivation. Aside from some celebrating of Canada Day on Friday and Saturday, I spent the rest of my long weekend sitting at my computer and chipping away at chapter 12 of FS (currently editing and picking at one last scene). I'm trying to tie that up so that I can really focus on my two upcoming challenge fics for the rest of the month (though I have made a little headway already in both).

I spent Friday evening at my parents', with a gaggle of relatives from the Maritimes showing up with a ton of booze and gaudy red-and-white decorations. Basically, my father was barbequeing in a lobster-print apron and a red-and-white clown wig before any real drinking happened. Quite the crowd, they are. Then on Saturday we headed out to brave the crowds celebrating Canada's 150th birthday and after waiting for almost two hours in the rain (the show was cancelled twice before it finally went on lol), I got to see Mother Mother for the second time this year!

I have to admit... their performance this time (maybe because they were playing such a high-profile gig?) was a little lacking. The energy was there, but I feel like they were more concerned with singing as loudly as they could than with singing as best they could. During Hay Loft and The Stand the singing was a lot more normal, but the rest of the songs had some awkward near-screaming parts. I've seen them enough times to know what they sound like at their best, so I'll just look forward to their next solo gig :p

Still danced my butt off and mouthed most of the words!

I suppose the only other thing to note is that I got back on Warframe yesterday afternoon after several months of hiatus -- the new Harrow quest was both extremely creepy and enjoyable to play, and was the main reason for coming back. I played a little this evening as well (emphasis on little). It all made me feel a little sad about not going to Tennocon this year, but it just wasn't convenient enough for us to get to London this year--maybe the next, if we still enjoy playing the game to a big enough extent!

And now, back to chapter 12. I need to get this donnnnnnne!
borealgrove: Kalitt (a Qunari Inquisitor) lounging and enjoying a spa day with Vivienne. (Spa Day)
Current life status:

Eating cute macarons and reading a Drarry fic.


So good. But more importantly, as much as I have been running around this weekend (and continuing a stop-start Doctor Who marathon with a bestie after a bit of a hiatus), I have managed to get a good amount of writing in. I tumbled down a rabbit hole of research yesterday for the HP Drizzle fic, and it is getting more fun to write the longer I stick with it ENGAGE THRUSTERS TO MAXIMUM IMAGINATION


I think that last macaron might have had a bit of alcohol in it.

Um. Anyway.
borealgrove: Kalitt (a Qunari Inquisitor) lounging and enjoying a spa day with Vivienne. (Spa Day)
This month continues to be a pain (with the occasional upside), and so my productivity has varied wildly. For some reason everyone I've ever known has decided to send me a message this month (slight exaggeration, but also kind of accurate--also not a complaint lol), so my inbox is a huge mess, an explosion of correspondence. I'm trying to keep on top of it, but every day something new comes in, or I have to do other errands that cause me to not be able to answer, so I'm just... looking forward to that day that I can reduce the unread messages to zero. Or at least to single digits. :p

I'm trying to get some writing in this weekend, because the week has been full of errands, events, filling a zillion forms, not having time after work, exhaustion, etc... But we'll see. I've already spent nearly five hours this morning combing through my inbox and feeds, sending messages, catching up with friends, and just generally connecting with people, and I'm still not finished. But it was nice to make a huge dent in my mountain of correspondence. :D

I'm going to ramble about a few things I have been screaming about this week, and then I will get on with the writing!

It's outdoor music festival time again! This is one of the pleasurable distractions I've had for the past week or so and I've already been to three nights of shows. My feet and knees are not thanking me for it. But my ears and eyes have been enjoying themselves. I'll list my favourite shows so far (which is almost all of them, but ANYWAY) : Elsie Legrow, Said the Whale, The Sheepdogs, Kalle Mattson, The Zolas, and Dear Rouge. All Canadian acts (Canada 150!), all very fun to see live. Seeing The Sheepdogs felt like going back in time (they were dressed in vintage, tacky ranch shirts lol, and their stage presence was epic), while Kalle Mattson was magnetic, and his between-song quips were hilarious. The Zolas threw us a party with incredible energy, and Dear Rouge's frontwoman was djdkalsmdflasmcflfaejen. Okay, okay, I'll be coherent: total rockstar, infectious energy, powerful voice, and... yeah, that partly-see-through body suit was to die for. ♥ They did a lot of call-and-response, which was really fun! The last three in the list I would be especially happy to see again. Can't wait for the next round of live music to hit the city!

This week Duolingo finally released Japanese courses! It's all review for me so far, but it's good fun, and a nice challenge to help keep at least a base-line of skills. I've been so intent on my writing, that I haven't had the time or energy to devote myself to Japanese learning like I used to. I'd like to get back into it, so maybe once I've finished all the lessons currently on Duolingo, I'll feel up to getting back into studying properly again. Or at least watching Jdramas again lol! I have no idea if my old sources for Japanese subtitles are still viable, though. Having Japanese audio and subtitles really helps, because my reading is still better than anything else.



I lost my mind for about two days after Saga tweeted about Stuppy vol. 16 expressing his mock-nervousness (it contains an interview with Shou about Saga). And then Shou retweeting him with assurance jngskfdmal;s,a. Interview is called 『俺とアイツ』~将が語る沙我のこと~. Nope, nope I'm still losing my mind. Screaming, even, you could say. I don't care about images, I just want that interview fhbksjDKSAL

Like, if it's anywhere near as good as the immortal Neo Gen vol 10 interview... fhvbkdjeklmd

It's so damn expensive, though, for one short interview--not that I don't like a bunch of other artists in the magazine (I am VERY okay with a steamy Sakito shoot lol!)... I wish [profile] jrock_scans was still active and putting out high-quality images in one place. The idea of combing through Tumblr is overwhelming; I really don't interact with the vkei fandom on there so I would have no idea where to start. But holy shit do I ever want to read that interview about Saga from Shou's perspective. Those two have been getting real chummy again recently after a bit of a cold period... :D

Oh, lastly, I caught wind of another fest (H/D) this morning that has an incredible list of prompts (I saved 16 really interesting ones, but I would have saved way more if I hadn't stopped myself). They're for [community profile] hd_fan_fair (unusual careers). I don't know if I actually will participate... I'll probably save the list and take whatever is left of the prompts I liked if I finish one of my two fest fics early enough. If the prompts I liked are all taken... well, great! More stuff for me to read in the fall!

EDIT: I was doing some googling to try to find scans of Stuppy vol 16 (no-go), and instead I found a buried post on Tumblr about "Volland Gump", a solo project put out by an unnamed artist in 2015, that has no intention of making any in-person appearances, and plays all instruments on his recordings... except drums. The post mentioned that it was Saga's solo project, and after listening to the song on the homepage... holy actual fuck. It sounds like him both in terms of the description, and the voice itself. My god. But even more googling wouldn't allow me to find anywhere that fully confirmed that it was him. Which I guess is his intention. I really hope he releases something else (sounds like Nao is playing the drums for him in his solo project -- of course they very openly have their THE ALTERNATIVE project as well, which I hope to one day be able to go see live, since they haven't made any recordings). I love Saga's music so much, just, in general!
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: (Saga'll touch ur)
I've completely let the ball drop on blogging and writing in the past week or two: part of it is due to craziness at work (new people at work that I have to train, a meeting that I nearly forgot--oops, and a new system that I have to figure out on behalf of my office before it goes live in less than two weeks), and the other part is due to craziness at home (several appointments, general exhaustion from work, and a ton of spring cleaning).

Phew.

It's only this weekend that I've really found the time and motivation to write again, and I started it off yesterday by brainstorming a few prompt ideas for the upcoming [community profile] sshg_smut 2017 Fest, which was a hell of a lot of fun last year. Today I've been focusing on the next chapter of FS, in which I'd hit a bit of a scene roadblock a week or so ago. I tackled it this morning, and have been chipping away at finishing that irksome scene for the past hour or two. With the HP Drizzle fest deadline also slowly approaching, I have been revisiting my notes for my prompt and thinking about how best to start the fic. I am very, very excited to write it -- it should be interesting. No idea how long it's going to be, though. I'm going to try not to ramble too much and miss the deadline lol!

I've promised my partner that sometime today I will be making a lavender chocolate tea cake, so that will interfere with my writing a little, but it will be worth it if it turns out to be as delicious as it sounds.

Currently making pancakes with Naturripe brand (Georgia grown) blueberries that... taste like apples???



I don't even

There are children out there likely growing up eating these thinking that that's how real blueberries taste. Or that they taste unremarkable because there's a fruit already out there that does that flavour better. I like apple, so I don't have to force myself to eat these "blueberries", but if I'm buying blueberries, I kind of expect that they'll taste like blueberries. I just. What the shit. I'm just gonna breathe, have some patience, and wait for the delicious yearly downpour of (actual) blueberries from BC to hit the shelves.
borealgrove: (Crabby Space Trash Panda)
Still no change on the Livejournal front: the wonderful staff have not yet gotten around to telling me what the heck prompted them to blast my account off the face of the interwebs. I may be slightly bitter lol. It's alright though, at least I have this blog to ramble into--as long as I have a place to ramble, I'm set. In light of the fact that I haven't heard anything from the staff, I went ahead and sent messages to the two fests I was currently signed up for, to notify them of the pickle I'm in. I'm maintaining participation in HP Drizzle, and have decided to officially drop out of ACBB (as a writer--I'm still going to read the crap out of the rest of the submissions!).

I had a few reasons for these decisions. First, ACBB has a much higher word count requirement, and given the upheaval this LJ-business has caused, and my inability to interact with the community, the idea of trying to meet the deadline was a lot more headache-inducing than fun-sounding. The deadline for HP Drizzle is much further off, and the word count requirement is much less which doesn't necessarily mean I'm going to write something short lol, which makes it... well, less stressful. Plus, the fundamental difference: I brought my own story idea to ACBB (so I can write it at a later time, whenever I like), while Drizzle is prompt-based... and I really like the prompt I was able to claim, and already have plenty of notes written out for it. I'm a little sad about letting go of ACBB, but there's (probably) always next year, or I can finish and post the idea I had independent of a fest :)

Okay, enough of all that! Yesterday I went to see Guardians of the Galaxy 2!

Yes!

It was by far and away even funnier than the first one. It was also full of heartfelt moments, character development, and action. It was just a really, really fun movie to see on the big screen, and I thoroughly enjoyed it. Highly recommended if you need to put a smile on your face. Or even if you don't. Either way. Go see my favourite trash panda blow things up and be a loveable lil shit! :D

P.S. My best friend and I spotted two celebrities yesterday while we were at the movies. I noticed first, and pointed them out. It's kind of doubtful that many people would know of them, or the sequel they were promoting... but we saw the stars of the first and second Bon Cop Bad Cop! Ahh! For those who have never heard of the movie, it's a Canadian, bilingual movie. One cop is (English) Ontarian, and one is a Québecker, and for me and my bilingual friends, it was just really fun to see "ourselves" on screen. Long story short, as they were walking away, we smiled at them, and they totally smiled back at us (we were standing alone along a wall, so it couldn't have been at anyone else). JUST SAYING.
borealgrove: (Out of Bounds)
I had the biggest inspiration rush for my ACBB story this afternoon (luckily right around break-time, so I wrote lots of notes), and I worked out a bunch of stuff that I had been hung up on over the weekend. I still can't tell how long it's going to end up, but I am in love with the story I've come up with, and I'll see it through either way this is me psyching myself up so that I do the thing. I've gotten into my pjs, I've been fed, and I am ready to go.

Okay, sorta. One last thing. As I was walking home (through a very light snowfall--thought we were done with that, but apparently not), the following song came on, and it matched the mood I was thinking of for the story perfectly. It's a beautiful song in and of itself by an Ontarian duo who I have had the pleasure of seeing live, and always stays in my head for the rest of the day when I hear it... but to hear it this afternoon was a nice coincidence.



Georgian Bay - Les Mots

You can read the original lyrics by following the link, but I've done a quick translation below the cut if you're not familiar with French. :)

English translation... )

borealgrove: (Out of Bounds)
Okay, I give up!

I wanted this to be one whole chapter, but it will not end. So I'm splitting it into two (logical) parts, getting the first part edited, and then posting the hell out of it. I'm not completely certain how one goes about posting the 'hell' out of something, but you can bet your buns I'm going to find out tonight.

The other part was scheduled to be finished this afternoon, but once I got to writing out the (supposedly) last part of the scene, I realized that I had to take it in a different direction... thus stretching out the length further. At 8K, things were getting ridiculous, and I had to admit to myself that I could no longer keep it one entire chapter. Or push back my very fuzzy posting schedule.


I may not have made this decision had I been home for most of the week, but I had been off visiting family since Wednesday, and despite having lugged my laptop along with me for the trip, I really didn't end up getting much of anything written at all. I did have a good time though; spent nearly all three days sitting at the kitchen table talking, playing cards, and drinking tea.

Alright then. Time to edit.

Kind of a relief.
borealgrove: (Through to Winter)
Let's just pretend that I didn't spend most of yesterday lying around feeling sleepy.

Even still, the chapter is nearly done--just one very long scene left to write and then I can go back with a fine-tooth comb and do some much-needed editing.


I woke up at 4am this morning, for absolutely no sensible reason that I could discern.

Just thought I'd leave that here for posterity.

I'd like my brain to read it and feel guilty one day down the road.
borealgrove: (Through to Winter)
I feel as though I've been writing this chapter forever, not because I've been stuck on it, but because I keep adding to it, and none of what I have been adding could easily fit into the next chapter; I don't want to break it up. I suppose it will sort of make up for my last, short chapter, it it all comes together properly.

In other news, I've been listening to a thunderstorm unfold all morning as the fog dissipates--certainly not something I remember ever seeing in these parts during February. It looks miserable and gloomy outside, and that's exactly why I'm going to go out this afternoon and get some shopping (window or otherwise) in.


Now I best go push myself to write some more before I leave.
borealgrove: (Out of Bounds)
Don't you love when you create a blog, intending to write beautiful, deep thoughts into it and instead it turns into a shitpost-dump. Well, HA, good thing I avoided that ol' trick-step!

It's almost friggin 3am and here I sit writing an absurd new chapter of For Safekeeping (...ish) after having wasted several hours trawling through emo music from the 2000s--absolutely no idea why. I guess it worked though, because the words are now pouring out. Again, no idea why. That music doesn't at all match what I'm writing.

My brain is awfully weird.

In other news, I also decided to drink a bunch of tea. And am still drinking it.

That might actually explain why I'm still awake.


Damnit.
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