Hump.
Um, can I say something that might be considered fannish blasphemy? *whispers* I think Daniel Radcliffe is sort of a crap actor.
Don't tell anybody, or they'll take away my geek creds. Or the crazy fangirlsladies will come and get me! *shudders*
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I have to confess. I wasted a few hours last night looking at LOLCats again. I can't help it! They're like crack! LOLCrack!
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Okay, I'm back to watching my Top Shelf movies. And to avoid any asshattery on my part (for example, standing in front of the cabinet for an hour deciding what to watch, then just ending up watching Holy Grail or Firefly again anyway), I am watching them in the exact order upon which they appear on my shelves. I just finished POA, so the next is either Star Wars (the FUCKED ALL TO SHIT "new" versions of the original trilogy) or Gone With the Wind, which is on top of Star Wars.
Shit, I just defeated my whole "in order" thing. Okay, I'm really not in the mood for GwtW tonight, so Star Wars it is.
Later: I watched Star Wars... or rather, let it un in the DVD player while I did other things, and I have to say, I'm just not in the mood for it. So I'm ditching the idea of watching the whole trilogy, and giving some thought to watching OMwF.
Or possibly Firefly again.
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Can sexual identity GET any more complicated? I know I'm an old fuddy duddy rainbow liberal type, but I don't mind being labeled as bi or pan-sexual... I primarily like men, but I have on more than one occasion had feelings for a woman, and I'm not closed to the concept of having a relationship with either sex at this point in my life. I'm just too freaking old to ask these questions about what gender is, and whether I only like two genders or five hundred billion. I identify as a woman, for whatever reason, and I like men and women who identify as...
Oh, for fuck's sake. I just like who I like, okay? Screw the labels. I just can't help wondering, are we wasting time asking questions like this, when our energies are better focused on keeping basic civil rights for all citizens, whomever they love/sleep with?
Besides which, "queer," as one commenter to the article points out, means so many different things to so many different people. I love the term -- but its reclamation, in my mind, belongs to the Lesbian/Gay/Trans crowd. Which may be a reflection of my own "bi" biases, and the ambivalence about it springing from the fact that being a "bi" woman is so hip and trendy these days, and the ongoing realization that it's easy for us to "pass"...
Now my brain is all hurty. *sigh*
"Gray rape"? GRAY RAPE? WTFF? I swear, I've got to stop reading Feministing, or I'm going to have a stroke.
But hey, all is not well in Geek Land, either! Girls read comics talks about the return of a putridly misogynistic comic series (by Dark Horse, no less!) Here.
Escapism! Vampire porn! Help!
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OMG! Okay, I have always loved Senator Patrick Leahy of VT for his politics, but now I find out he's a total GEEK TOO! SQUEE!
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Oooh, here's a meme I can get behind! Gakked from
astolat.
When you see this, post a little weensy excerpt from as many randomworks-in-progress as you can find lying around. Who knows? Maybe inspiration will burst forth and do something, um, inspiration-y.
Nocturnal Landscaping - B/A Fluff
Somebody digging in his back yard in the middle of the night just couldn't signify anything good. In his mind, it probably meant either that something was dead and needed burying somewhere out of the way, or that something very unfortunate was being unearthed and would shortly be causing trouble. Either way, it was not how he wanted to start his night.
Rise - B/A Alternate Bargaining/Afterlife
He can't describe what's wrong with her eyes, but it makes him pause.
"Buffy?"
"Hello! You're Angel! You have a soul, and your hair is bloody stupid! Also, your forehead is inordinately tall and bulbous!"
He blinks in surprise, reaches up automatically to touch it. "I... my hair... what?"
Girls' Night In - B/A/S/F Porn, Sequel to "Nooner"
Fuck dignified. It’s not my bloody fault the two a them decided to go at it right in front of the damn picture window in the back room, is it? No, it’s damn well not. And it’s also not my fault that they’re so damn horny that they can’t keep their hands off each other long enough to look at a fucking clock and realize that it’s about midnight, right the fucking time me and the Sire said we’d be home.
So what’s a bloke supposed to do? He steps up on the back porch, looks in the window, expecting to see drunk birds in fluffy bathrobes sipping pink champagne and giggling or whateverthefuck... instead he sees two hot broads, one stripped naked, on her back, screaming and swearing like somebody’s torturing her to death, and the other one with her face buried between the first one’s legs, her hand shoved so far up her twat she’s probably never gonna get it back again...
He watches, that’s what he does. Come on, now. What’re you, thick?
And those are just the ones that I'm actively working on. I have several others that are still in the planning stages, or that have a single line. Like my long-suffering Fuffy piece, "Incomperable Astrea" -- all I have there is, "Faith tastes like trouble," which, although a great line, does not really count as writing production. And also an idea I have for a completely squicky, inappropriate porn fic for BRING BACK THE PR0N DAY on September 1.
Now you try it -- it's really helpful in keeping things straight in your head. I'm off to the McOffice tomorrow, so I want to be organized and know exactly what I'm going to work on while I'm there.
Speaking of which, I've started another journal that's sort of a notebook for what I'm working on. A place to plan, make lists, keep track of work done per day, etc. It's![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif)
haf_writing, and if you're a masochist (or a sadist... the pain will please everyone, I'm sure) who enjoys watching someone tear their hair out, flail and weep copiously about the utter lack of ability or inspiration to write, feel free to comment, and if I know you, I'll add you.
~
I finally did it -- I reduced my endless icon collection at LJ down to 6. It required ruthlessness and blatant favoritism, and I may change my mind about my choices in the future, but for now, there it is. *sigh* Damn you, LJ, for turning out to be such a bastard.
And speaking of exodus, which leads to shiny new homes: There are rumors going around now that Permanently Insane accounts are going to be closed shortly. *cries* I REALLY want one, but it's going to take me months to save my pennies to get one. I really love this place, and I really want to stay, but there's just no way I can do it right now. *sigh*
Why, Internet Gods? WHHHYYYYYYYYY!? /formerly-spoiled whining.
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Finally, thanks to all mysadistic, kinky friends for helping me find the picture of Baby at his most pounded. You were really helpfu! *G* He's so purty with all those boo-boos, ain't he?
discontentDon't tell anybody, or they'll take away my geek creds. Or the crazy fan
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I have to confess. I wasted a few hours last night looking at LOLCats again. I can't help it! They're like crack! LOLCrack!
~
Okay, I'm back to watching my Top Shelf movies. And to avoid any asshattery on my part (for example, standing in front of the cabinet for an hour deciding what to watch, then just ending up watching Holy Grail or Firefly again anyway), I am watching them in the exact order upon which they appear on my shelves. I just finished POA, so the next is either Star Wars (the FUCKED ALL TO SHIT "new" versions of the original trilogy) or Gone With the Wind, which is on top of Star Wars.
Shit, I just defeated my whole "in order" thing. Okay, I'm really not in the mood for GwtW tonight, so Star Wars it is.
Later: I watched Star Wars... or rather, let it un in the DVD player while I did other things, and I have to say, I'm just not in the mood for it. So I'm ditching the idea of watching the whole trilogy, and giving some thought to watching OMwF.
Or possibly Firefly again.
~
Can sexual identity GET any more complicated? I know I'm an old fuddy duddy rainbow liberal type, but I don't mind being labeled as bi or pan-sexual... I primarily like men, but I have on more than one occasion had feelings for a woman, and I'm not closed to the concept of having a relationship with either sex at this point in my life. I'm just too freaking old to ask these questions about what gender is, and whether I only like two genders or five hundred billion. I identify as a woman, for whatever reason, and I like men and women who identify as...
Oh, for fuck's sake. I just like who I like, okay? Screw the labels. I just can't help wondering, are we wasting time asking questions like this, when our energies are better focused on keeping basic civil rights for all citizens, whomever they love/sleep with?
Besides which, "queer," as one commenter to the article points out, means so many different things to so many different people. I love the term -- but its reclamation, in my mind, belongs to the Lesbian/Gay/Trans crowd. Which may be a reflection of my own "bi" biases, and the ambivalence about it springing from the fact that being a "bi" woman is so hip and trendy these days, and the ongoing realization that it's easy for us to "pass"...
Now my brain is all hurty. *sigh*
"Gray rape"? GRAY RAPE? WTFF? I swear, I've got to stop reading Feministing, or I'm going to have a stroke.
But hey, all is not well in Geek Land, either! Girls read comics talks about the return of a putridly misogynistic comic series (by Dark Horse, no less!) Here.
Escapism! Vampire porn! Help!
~
OMG! Okay, I have always loved Senator Patrick Leahy of VT for his politics, but now I find out he's a total GEEK TOO! SQUEE!
~
Oooh, here's a meme I can get behind! Gakked from
astolat.When you see this, post a little weensy excerpt from as many randomworks-in-progress as you can find lying around. Who knows? Maybe inspiration will burst forth and do something, um, inspiration-y.
Nocturnal Landscaping - B/A Fluff
Somebody digging in his back yard in the middle of the night just couldn't signify anything good. In his mind, it probably meant either that something was dead and needed burying somewhere out of the way, or that something very unfortunate was being unearthed and would shortly be causing trouble. Either way, it was not how he wanted to start his night.
Rise - B/A Alternate Bargaining/Afterlife
He can't describe what's wrong with her eyes, but it makes him pause.
"Buffy?"
"Hello! You're Angel! You have a soul, and your hair is bloody stupid! Also, your forehead is inordinately tall and bulbous!"
He blinks in surprise, reaches up automatically to touch it. "I... my hair... what?"
Girls' Night In - B/A/S/F Porn, Sequel to "Nooner"
Fuck dignified. It’s not my bloody fault the two a them decided to go at it right in front of the damn picture window in the back room, is it? No, it’s damn well not. And it’s also not my fault that they’re so damn horny that they can’t keep their hands off each other long enough to look at a fucking clock and realize that it’s about midnight, right the fucking time me and the Sire said we’d be home.
So what’s a bloke supposed to do? He steps up on the back porch, looks in the window, expecting to see drunk birds in fluffy bathrobes sipping pink champagne and giggling or whateverthefuck... instead he sees two hot broads, one stripped naked, on her back, screaming and swearing like somebody’s torturing her to death, and the other one with her face buried between the first one’s legs, her hand shoved so far up her twat she’s probably never gonna get it back again...
He watches, that’s what he does. Come on, now. What’re you, thick?
And those are just the ones that I'm actively working on. I have several others that are still in the planning stages, or that have a single line. Like my long-suffering Fuffy piece, "Incomperable Astrea" -- all I have there is, "Faith tastes like trouble," which, although a great line, does not really count as writing production. And also an idea I have for a completely squicky, inappropriate porn fic for BRING BACK THE PR0N DAY on September 1.
Now you try it -- it's really helpful in keeping things straight in your head. I'm off to the McOffice tomorrow, so I want to be organized and know exactly what I'm going to work on while I'm there.
Speaking of which, I've started another journal that's sort of a notebook for what I'm working on. A place to plan, make lists, keep track of work done per day, etc. It's
haf_writing, and if you're a masochist (or a sadist... the pain will please everyone, I'm sure) who enjoys watching someone tear their hair out, flail and weep copiously about the utter lack of ability or inspiration to write, feel free to comment, and if I know you, I'll add you. ~
I finally did it -- I reduced my endless icon collection at LJ down to 6. It required ruthlessness and blatant favoritism, and I may change my mind about my choices in the future, but for now, there it is. *sigh* Damn you, LJ, for turning out to be such a bastard.
And speaking of exodus, which leads to shiny new homes: There are rumors going around now that Permanently Insane accounts are going to be closed shortly. *cries* I REALLY want one, but it's going to take me months to save my pennies to get one. I really love this place, and I really want to stay, but there's just no way I can do it right now. *sigh*
Why, Internet Gods? WHHHYYYYYYYYY!? /formerly-spoiled whining.
~
Finally, thanks to all my
Mentioned this to the spouse, who used to be a president of the Philadelphia Science Fiction Society, again, back in the day. He reminded me that the Gor novels stirred up a lot of controversy, even then. The Gor apologists insisted they were a throwback to the fantasy pulps of the 30's. People like George Scithers and L. Sprague De Camp, who remembered the fantasy pulp novels of the 30's having actually been around then, or shortly thereafter, pointed out that if there were slave girls in the old pulp stories, the point was to get them out of slavery, not rape them while they were enslaved.
Sigh. It's a pity Dark Horse is stooping so low as to bring these out.
I suspect Dark Horse either has a fan on their editorial staff, or they're hoping to raise enough controversy to make a lot of money from the reprints.
Please tell me the thing about DH bringing back those horrid things is a rumor. They were horrid!
In other words, it's still rape, just a fancy new way of blaming the victim.
I don't know what's going to happen with the Gor books -- I know their return has sure opened up a storm of controversy, so we'll see what happens!
I just totally riffed on your post (and I gave you credit).
That shit just scares me witless.
Or maybe they're actually looking for the controversy to boost sales to a whole new generation of hapless cretins.
The fangirls might still come to get you, though.I clicked some of your links and I dearly wish I hadn't. *shudders*
Your works-in-progress made me squee! Especially the one with the Buffybot! I loved the Buffybot :)
I hate Marti Noxon so much. *sob*, *sob* Season Six never happened!Hee. I love the Buffybot too, that's why I'm saving her in the rewrite. *G*