[sticky entry] Sticky: Fic Masterlist

Jan. 21st, 2011 01:58 pm
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Blanket permission: Please feel free to remix, podfic, or really do anything you like with anything I've written. I'd love it if you'd drop me a link when you're done, though.

Whoniverse )

Merlin )

Game of Thrones/A Song of Ice and Fire )

Misc. fandoms: Legend of the Seeker, Discworld, Being Human, The West Wing, Warehouse 13, The Queen's Thief, Once Upon a Time )

Crossovers & Fusions )


Oct. 11th, 2014 10:53 pm
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My lovely, restorative trip to Munich went terribly well. Especially considering that it was a spur of the moment trip resulting from me having a pretty crappy few weeks and being drunk in charge of a credit card.

Well, it's perhaps a bit much to call it restorative as I got back a week ago and immediately keeled over for, like, three days. I think it's partly because a direct flight from Munich to Glasgow takes not quite an hour and a half, and on the day that I came home it took me in excess of twelve hours. There's also the fact that the entire time I was there I subsisted wholly on beer, bread, and red meat; I think I fell into some sort of vitamin deficiency induced coma.

But I did the whole Oktoberfest thing, which was awesome. Packed tents, beer in massive steins, meat being roasted on spits, drinking songs; at one point I was one drink away from building a longship and invading the low countries. I hung out with a French family (I think I speak French; French people disagree) a Scottish stag party who had misplaced their stag somewhere in Bavaria, and a couple of boys from Catalonia who were very keen to tell me that Scotland had voted wrong in the referendum.

So I did that for two days, at which point my entire system went into open rebellion. I mean, I'm from Scotland, a nation of people who like a drink and would deep fry a cat if we could get one to stay still long enough, so when I start thinking "hey, maybe this isn't good for me", well, it's time to leave.

Also, I didn't want to travel all the way to another country just to get drunk in a tent for five days. Not that I wouldn't have enjoyed that, but I could have erected a pup tent in my back garden, got in a case of Becks, and saved myself the price of the plane tickets. I was there during what I was assured was unseasonably pleasant weather, so I spent hours wandering the city. I love doing that in new cities. Munich is beautiful. Of course, one of the few upshots of being from Glasgow is that when you go almost anywhere else your reaction is: well, this is nice.

Um, what else? I got lost in the Englischer Garten for most of an afternoon. I'd read that it was bigger that Central Park, but as I've never been to New York that really wasn't much of a frame of reference. I walked in, got turned around, and couldn't find the exit. I spent several hours following people who looked like they might be leaving like I was a particularly benign stalker.

I kept accidentally ordering apple strudel. My previous trips to Germany have been to Berlin, which is full of idiots who've fetched up knowing no German; Munich, not so much. I kept being handed menus I couldn't read and didn't know how to say I didn't want, and I recognised the word apfelstrudel. But as I like strudel, and as it was the closest I got to a vitamin all week, it was probably for the best.

Then [personal profile] fallingtowers very kindly took me out for a lovely evening of Thai food and talking about, among other things, fandom and those kids who're on our lawn. I have great luck meeting people from fandom; seriously, if one of you doesn't turn out to be an axe-murderer soon then I'm going to think that it was just my elders trying to scare me. One of the reasons I love meeting fandom people is that none of my friends are really geeky types, at least not in the fandom sense, and I get an illicit little thrill from saying words like fanfiction out loud.

Anyway, I'm calling the trip a success.
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I do have a couple of different posts to make about my tremendous holiday in Munich, and about the books I've been reading (highlight: currently loving Courtney Milan's Brothers Sinister series), but first I have a small favour to ask.

I have accidentally written 9k of Sansa/Margaery fic. I think it is quite good; it is a pairing I have many feelings about. And I would like another pair of eyes to look it over, at least to catch any missing or transposed words and my egregious misuse of the semi-colon. I'd need it back in, jeepers, a week. Any takers?

Your reward would be my lasting gratitude and this mostly imaginary cake.
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After chopping and changing almost hourly for the last fortnight I made up my mind in the voting booth. My head said vote No; you've made your point, and they're offering Devo Max, which is what you would have voted for had it been on the ballot. My heart said what the hell; fortune favours the bold.

So Yes it was.

Then again, in the last general election I voted for the Lib Dems, so I've got form for voting for people who talk the good talk then turn out to be lying liars who lie.

Not unlike Jon Snow, I know nothing.

Although I'm not sure I should really be allowed a vote. Last night I drank two huge bottles of 7% Belgian beer on an empty stomach and strong antibiotics, and accidentally bought three hundred quid's worth of non-refundable flights to Munich.

This was because my beloved dog Eustace was put down yesterday because of a brain tumour. Eustance was -- I want to say he was a good dog, but he really wasn't. I've had dogs all my life and Eustace was genuinely the worst dog I have ever owned. I'd rescued him, and he was a menace from the day I brought him home and he tried to eat next door's prize winning pomeranian to last week when he decided he'd like to live in the car. Despite this, or maybe because of it (I was the only one who loved him, so I had to love him all the harder) this has really, properly devastated me in a way that no other pet I've lost has.

I know it's boring looking at pictures of other people's dead pets, so I'll put it under the cut, but it's a cute picture of him and there's a mug on his head, so...

Read more... )

So I'm off to try to cheer myself up in Munich. Whether I want to or not, really. Did I mention these tickets are non-refundable? Anyone know the city? Things I should see/do/drink?
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it's that meme where you post 10 fics that have stuck in your brain for whatever reason. So without further ado...

- Love Like a Djelibeybian by [archiveofourown.org profile] gehayi (Discworld; Ptraci/ofc)

Perfect Pratchett-y tone, delightful use of footnotes, and the best thing to come from Pyramids which is far from my favourite Discworld novel.

- Ladies Who Organise by [archiveofourown.org profile] reckonedrightly (Discworld; female!Vetinari)

Genderswap is hit and miss for me. I only like it when it swaps male characters to female (otherwise what's the point?), generally don't care for it when it's one of the juggernaut slash pairings, and am fussy as heck about what characters are swapped. But female!Vetinari's rise to power with the reluctant yet hyper competent aid of Sybil Ramkin. SIGN ME UP.

- Footsteps In The Sand by [archiveofourown.org profile] entanglednow (Doctor Who; Donna Noble, Dalek Caan)

I spent an entire summer comfort reading every variation of "Donna gets her memories back" I could find. And this one, where Donna gets her memories, the Doctor's knowledge, a sort of a TARDIS, and a companion of her own in the form of a demented Dalek, was like nothing else going.

- Before the Morning Watch: One Vision and Five Futures by [archiveofourown.org profile] deastar (Merlin; Morgana/various)

Basically, five different but brilliantly drawn AUs (I love the five things format) containing some of of my biggest squicks, including pregnancy, childbirth, kidfic, and sexual violence; but so well done that despite all these things I still think it's one of the best things I've ever read.

- Pair Dadeni by [archiveofourown.org profile] afterandalasia (Merlin; Morgana/Vivian)

You know that fic that you have in your head? Your perfect fic? Well, somebody wrote mine, and this is it. Two parts Morgana character study/redemption, to one part Morgana lifting the love spell from Vivian, something I'd been longing for for literally years. The fic of my heart.

- all we have of wings by [archiveofourown.org profile] honey_wheeler (A Song of Ice and Fire; Sansa Stark)

Probably the only wing!fic in anywhere in fandom that's ever worked for me. Possibly because there's so many bird metaphors in Sansa's story, or possibly because the idea of Sansa Stark growing wings and just flying away is so appealing.

- Crossing the River by [archiveofourown.org profile] smirnoffmule (A Song of Ice and Fire; Catelyn Stark/Walder Frey)

A fic I almost didn't read because the pairing is just a world of no. But it's not really about that, it's a brilliant Cat fic and a study in what you can do with a well worked canon divergence AU; in this case, what if Walder Frey asked a different price for letting the Starks cross the river.

- Wicked Blood by [archiveofourown.org profile] xylodemon (A Song of Ice and Fire; Rickon Stark)

150 years post canon a Stark tells a story of the villain Rickon Bloodhands. Stories within stories, man, I eat those up with a spoon. Heroes inadvertently becoming villains can so easily veer into character bashing, but when they're done right, I love 'em too.

- Sixteen by [archiveofourown.org profile] quigonejinn (Temeraire; oc)

There's a throwaway line in one of the books, about how the first longwing was harnessed by one of Elizabeth I's handmaidens, and I thought, somebody should write a fic about that, and behold, someone did!

- Second Son by [archiveofourown.org profile] jmtorres (Vorkosigan Saga; Kareen Vorbarra)

This answered a plot hole I hadn't even noticed when I was reading the books; to whit, if all first sons on Barrayar are named after their father's father, why is Gregor called Gregor and not Ezar? I love Kareen here; I love stories about the powerless taking power in whatever small ways they can.
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1. Sky News have autotuned the Scottish referendum. Professional journalism at its finest, folks!

2. I continue to really enjoy this series of Doctor Who, without having much to say about it beyond that I'm enjoying it again, and that's good.

Wait, I do have one thing to talk about, About Missy's identity )

3. I got my [community profile] femslashex assignment, and it's pretty fucking awesome, and I'm excited to get started on it. While sign-ups were going on I was playing a prompt game on tumblr, so I've ended up writing a bunch of little femslash ficlets

About As Helpful As You Can Be (without being any help at all) (Merlin; Gwen/Morgana)
Freedom and Safety in Madness (Merlin; Morgana/Freya)
Home To A Place You Have Never Been (GoT; Sansa & Shae, Starks)
Teenage Kicks (GoT; Sansa/Margaery, modern AU)
Gymnophoria (ASOIAF; Sansa/Margaery)
Snakes in the Grass (ASOIAF; Arianne/Tyene, Sand Snakes)
Not All Those Who Wander Are Lost (some are taking an extended walking holiday) (Discworld; Susan/Angua)
Taste Your Words (Kushiel's Legacy; Phedre/Ysandre)
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Feet of Clay - Terry Pratchett (reread)
Parasite - Mira Grant
The Brides of Rollrock Island - Margo Lanagan
Fever - Megan Abbott
Two Serpents Rise - Max Gladstone

Kind of a slow month, book wise, partly because of one or two books that I found kind of hard going, but also because I did something a bit silly. I'd been hanging onto my old Kindle Keyboard in the hope that it might loop past obsolete to really quite retro and neat; but I saw a good deal on a refurbished Kindle Fire and got one of those instead. It is nice to have a wee tablet; but it's slightly too big, slightly too heavy, slightly too breakable feeling, and slightly too "hey, tumblr's right there; who's for a quick game of Angry Birds" to use as a dedicated e-reader.

Feet of Clay is, interesting enough, the first book I've reread this year. I used to reread books a lot, and now I hardly ever do. Partly it's because I feel my age, and realise that there are more interesting books in the world than I could possibly read even if I did nothing else. But it's also, and more honestly, because I used to have no money, live in a rubbish public library system, and own twelve books that I just reread on a loop. But it's always a good time for Discworld and the City Watch.

I think this is the point where I accept that, although she butters many parsnips, Mira Grant's fiction does nothing for me. Parasite is set in a near future where people are implanted with their own personal intestinal parasites which regulate their health, and it was just a roll call of meh for me. For one thing, although it was meant to be 2027, apart from the intestinal worm thing, it's indistinguishable from 2014. For another, the "plot twist" is so obvious and telegraphed from so early on that it barely qualifies for the name. The body horror angle that should be there in a story about personalised body-controlling tapeworms was so tepid as to be nonexistent. Oh! And Our Protagonist suffers from memory loss; she is either an adult woman with amnesia, or an entirely new person who is six years old; there's an entire subplot about whether her parents should have guardianship of her or not, and it keeps coming up that she's still relearning the English language, and yet no one questions her being a sexual relationship!? Bah!

I had read Tender Morsels last year and been utterly traumatised by the contents; two in the morning, ugly crying traumatised. But at the same time I'd thought that Margo Lanagan's writing was completely gorgeous. The Brides of Rollrock Island is about selkies, and is quietly, completely, desperately heartbreaking; but very lovely. I'd definitely recommend reading this one first.

Fever was one of those books that was so very Not For Me, that it's hard to tell if it's objectively any good. That's one of the things I don't like about the Kindle Fire: it's a bugger to sideload, and impossible to organise once you've got things on there; so unless something's absolutely awful I'll probably just plug on to the end. It's about a small town where teenage girls start coming down with a mysterious illness; and is it mass hysteria, is there foul play afoot, is it the polluted lake at the centre of town, or the HPV vaccine the girls have recently had..? Who knows, and by the end of the book, I really didn't care very much.

If I haven't already made a ringing endorsement of Max Gladstone's Craft Sequence books, then you should consider this a ringing endorsement of the Craft Sequence books. They're set in a fantasy, some sort of magic-punk, world where people have used magic to overthrow their gods, and are trying to figure out what happens next. They remind me in a way of China Mieville's Bas-Lag trilogy , although these are a little easier on the brain.

Two Serpents Rise is set in the same world as Three Parts Dead, but in a different city with a completely new set of characters, which I love. I have recently discovered that I have very strong feelings that books in a series should have a self contained story. I am particularly biased against series that are just one long story split into parts. I mean, Lord of the Rings has been hugely influential on the fantasy genre and on me as wee thing, but it turns out that, damn, I hate a lot of its tropes.
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Well, that was the first Doctor Who episode I have really enjoyed in, gosh, simply ages.

Deep Breath )

Book Meme

Aug. 12th, 2014 11:56 pm
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I've seen this meme as a pick a letter and I'll answer whack-a-doodle, but I am contrary and like talking about books, so I'm going to answer them all.

books a go-go )


Aug. 8th, 2014 11:10 pm
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1. [community profile] femslashex is running again! Hurrah! Especially as I have been feeling a little blech on the fandom front recently, but nothing can get me excited and engaged again like femslash.

You want to hear something alarming yet awesome? The femslash exchange started in 2004 (like, three sets of mods ago) and I have done it every year since that first one. My fandoms, the embarrassment factor of my writing, and my level of engagement in fandom have all varied, but I always make time for this one exchange; it's like my Yuletide. And I think that's... sad brilliant!

I must give some thought to which pairings I want to nominate; at least, on some level beyond listing all the named female characters on Vikings that I could possibly ship Lagertha with. I have a weird craving for Lagertha/Princess Kwenthrith after finishing S2 the other night.

2. Speaking of awesome fannish things: I know there are a thousand and one different versions of The Rains of Castamere, and this one guy wrote and recorded a bunch of additional verses (link goes to youtube).

3. Relatedly (if only because the guy in that link is Scottish) we're coming up fast on the date for the Scottish independence referendum, and I still have no idea how I'm going to vote. It's a toss up between girding my loins and voting Yes, or holding my nose and voting No; which is exactly where I was six months ago.

To be fair, both the Yes and No campaigns have been shit. Better Together have totally neglected to mention anything about why we may, indeed, be "better together", in favour of going: you're too wee, and frightened, and poor, and you won't cope. Which has been lovely, and not at all patronising. Whereas Yes Scotland have been playing the Mindless Optimism card so heavily that one could almost believe that they don't actually have another card.

Seriously, chaps, I'm here to be convinced. Convince me.

4. I got an anon ask on tumblr a few days ago asking me to talk a little about my hatred for the character of Merlin. It was interesting because, 1) I get anon asks now, apparently, and 2) I didn't think I'd made my distaste for Merlin obvious over there; I try to be good about using my tumblr for the things I love, and scrolling by those I... don't.

Anyway, because in my head the platonic ideal is that tumblr is for pictures and here is for words (although, like all platonic ideals, that fell apart pretty quickly) I'm going to repost what I replied there. It's not particularly long or insightful, because... tumblr. All the same--

Merlin— it’s mostly a lizard brain thing. I find Merlin (mostly in the latter series; if he hadn’t been endearing in S1 I wouldn’t have started watching the show) viscerally creepy and unpleasant, in a totally illogical and nonsensical way.

It’s also that as the protagonist with the lion’s share of the screentime Merlin got the worst of the belt from the show’s structural problems. So a lot of my hatred for the character is reflected hatred for the showrunners.

Anyway, under the cut, and in no particular order, a list of things that bother me about Merlin (the character, and by extension the show)

Read more... )
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Day 5. Something for a minor fandom/pairing/character

This is tricky because I haven't done Yuletide for years, and I am very rarely in small fandoms. I'm in fandoms that feel small to me, because I'm only interested in a small corner of them. For instance, Merlin is one of the biggest fandoms of recent years, but it seems tiny to me because I can dismiss 90% of its fanworks out of hand as stuff I'm just not interested in. In ASOIAF too; I read more widely there, but I also do a hell of a lot of scrolling. It was in ASOIAF that I learned the virtue of finding a few authors whose stuff works for you, and then stalking the hell out of their AO3 works and bookmarks.

I think Legend of the Seeker (oh, you beautiful tropical fish of a show) is as small as I get.

Only Love Can Break Your Heart (Legend of the Seeker, Cara/Kahlan, Richard/Kahlan)

This was another one for the pick a pairing, pick a trope meme. I used to write a lot of tropey fic; less so these days, my ASOIAF stuff tends towards future fic or canon divergence AUs, with strong overtones of 'the women are the strong ones.' Although, one of these days I am going to write my Sansa Stark: reluctant werewolf fic.

The trope was that one where people have the names of their, ahem, soulmate written on their wrists. Which is one of those tropes (not unlike A/B/O) which came to prominence when I wasn't paying attention. It's also (once again, not unlike A/B/O) a trope that does extremely little for me. Soulmates, destiny, and obsessive love all being huge turn-offs of mine; there's an OK Cupid profile for you!

The fic's only twelve hundred words, but it's kind of a deconstruction of this trope, and why it doesn't work for me. To whit, what if your soulmate is a terrible person? What if they live on the other side of the planet kingdom and you never meet them? What if you've fallen in love with somebody else before you meet them? What if somebody is your soulmate, but you're not theirs? What if the general consensus is that magic tattoos are no basis to run a society on, and the whole thing is regarded as more of a guideline, or a suggestion?

I think someone with more interest in the trope than me, and with a longer attention span, could do fascinating long fic in this vein.

Also, my thing with Legend of the Seeker, and why I never got into it as much as I wanted to, is that Cara/Kahlan is an awesome femslash pairing, but that Richard is what would happen if a golden retriever puppy got turned into a real boy, and he should never be sad.

Of course, my headcanon for them is that Richard and Cara both love Kahlan, but that they have the best kind of sibling dynamic and will always try to avoid treading on each other's feelings. Kahlan loves them both, and after a fair bit of awkwardness (Richard) eye-rolling (Cara) and adorable smiling (Kahlan, but also Richard and Cara) they could Work Something Out.
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The Republic of Thieves - Scott Lynch
God's War - Kameron Hurley
The Miseducation of Cameron Post - Emily M Danforth
An Untamed State - Roxane Gay
The Queen of the Tearling - Erica Johansen
The Goblin Emperor - Katherine Addison
We Were Liars - E Lockheart

I was so so on the first Gentlemen Bastards book, freaking adored the second, but perhaps I was just blinded by the lady pirates, because The Republic of Thieves met with a resounding "meh" from me.

On the plus side, we finally get to meet the oft spoken of Sabetha, and there are some neat feminist bits on Sabetha's feelings about being the only girl Gentleman Bastard, and always being in Locke's shadow; there were lots of funny, charming, witty sections; say what you like about Scott Lynch, but the man can turn a phrase. On the minus, neither the current plot (Locke and Jean competing with Sabetha to rig an election) or the flashback section (the young Gentlemen Bastards stage a play; ostensibly to teach them to grift and work as a team, but really they just put on a play, and not a very good one, at that) ever really get going, and the pacing felt clunky as hell.

The city-destroying bondsmagi, which I'd though were fascinating when viewed from afar in The Lies of Locke Lamora, turned out to be much less interesting up close; where they seem to mostly bicker internally and interfere in local politics. Then there was the end, which took a sudden, awkward turn from shenanigans to grimdark, and a reveal about Locke's "mysterious origins". And my feeling on protagonists with "mysterious origins" can be summed up thusly: please keep them to yourself.

I wanted to like God's War more than I did. It's set in a matriarchal society because all the men automatically get drafted into a holy war that's been fought for so long that it's origins have basically been forgotten; there's a delightfully bizarre insect based magic/technology system. But. But, it's low on description, so it's hard to envisage the world, and what should be pretty significant world-building points, like the fact that there are shape-shifters, only merit a throwaway mention. The plot was occasionally hard to follow; it's fast paced and exciting, but often in a sort of: wait, wait, what happened? who are they? what's going on? type way. Then there were the characters; now I don't think that characters always have to be nice, but all the characters here were so viscerally unpleasant that I couldn't imagine willingly spending any more time with them.

I'm intermittently annoyed that everything seems to be a series these days, even sometimes things that would be better off as stand-alones; but that's the Gentlemen Bastards and Bel Dame Apocrypha that I don't feel like I have to keep up with.

The Miseducation of Cameron Post is about a girl coming out in Montana in the early-mid 90s, and I couldn't put it down for two days. You know when a book just speaks to you--? Not the parts about making out with cowgirls, or being shipped away to pray away the gay camp parts, obviously.

My experiences ran more along the lines of being felt up in the sixth form art room, and coming out to my parents to such a thunderous lack of reaction that to this day I'm honestly not sure they actually heard me.

But about how things were in the days in before the internet (there's a great quote that's been floating around tumblr about how if you think the internet is making us lonelier then you were never lonely before 1995) and how desperate you can be to see yourself reflected somewhere. Cameron endlessly rewinds that one scene from Personal Best; at least I had Xena when I was doing my own teenaged coming out a few years later. Representation matters, etc. But at least kids coming out now have youtube and netflix and tumblr gifsets, and thank goodness they do.

An Untamed State was another one that I couldn't put down. It's about a Haitian American woman who's kidnapped for ransom while visiting her family in Haiti. Everything horrible that you worry might happen to a woman kidnapped by a group of men happens, but it's exactly as horrible as it needs to be, and not at all titillating. (This is my residual GoT S4 feelings speaking; I now consider a rape scene not being sexualised to be a selling point.) It's awful, and harrowing, and compelling, and recovery isn't easy or neat, but it's possible. If you think the sexual violence wouldn't upset you too much, then I highly recommend it.

First things first about The Queen of the Tearling, when I rule the world all books that are the first in a trilogy will be forced to declare so, on the first page, in bold print. It's about a queen who was raised in exile, and comes into her throne to undo some of the mistakes of her mother's rule. She has a circle of loyal guards, and the antagonist is an evil queen sorcerous type.

So far so much typical fantasy fare with a kind of Arthurian twist. But the thing that makes it a bit different is that apparently this is a post apocalyptic world, "post-crossing" they say in the book. So I think the answers to the questions posed by that (why does the post apocalyptic world look like feudal Eurpoe? Where did the magic come from? How did the people get here; the book says they sailed but that must have been metaphorical sailing, right?) will either lift it above the mediocre or make it crash and burn. Yeah, not bad, but too "first book-y" to really say much about it.

The Goblin Emperor is about the despised half-goblin son of the emperor of the Elflands who unexpectedly comes into the throne when his father and older brothers are killed. I'd sort of been side-eying this because... elves, golblins, boy characters. But it was brilliant, completely and totally brilliant! Totally immersive world-building, and sucked me into elven court intrigue, to the point where I finished it and came out blinking into the light, going, where will I find another book that good?

We Were Liars was not that book. There's a huge (over-rated, to my mind) twist at the end, so I won't say much about it. The experience of reading it reminded me most of Lev Grossman's The Magicians, not because the plots are at all alike, no, but because they were both books that came highly recommended and that I read going I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOUR WANKY PRETENTIOUS RICH KID PROBLEMS, FUCK'S SAKE.

Okay, it's possible I have some, ahem, class-related issues.

Anyway, now I'm dipping in and out of the Discworld, because I couldn't find a good follow-on to The Goblin Emperor, and I panicked.
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In exchange for teaching her to drive, I have negotiated occasional use of my sister's bicycle.

The bad news is that I have completely shredded the muscles in my thighs. The good news is that totally unbeknownst to me, I apparently have muscles in my thighs.

Day 5. Something for a major fandom/pairing/character

This is Tomorrow (the getaway driver remix) (Doctor Who; Donna Noble, Christina de Souza)

Doctor Who is doubtless the biggest fandom I've ever been in, but it's also one that I've drifted away from in recent years. From my perspective the biggest difference between RTD Who and Moffat Who is that RTD Who appealed to me on a fannish level, while Moffat's stuff doesn't, at all.

Which isn't to say that one's objectively better than the other. They've been re-running some of series two and three recently, and some of those episodes had fallen right out of my head, and with good reason (the treatment of Martha, and the clique of Ten and Rose were both worse than I remembered.) That said I do think the last christmas special was a stinker, and a sign that Moffat is reaching the end of his imagination as showrunner; Capaldi's arrival may well give him a shot in the arm, but some new blood behind the scenes is probably called for.

I think the main difference is that when Moffat Who does something to annoy me, I just go "meh" and wander off; when RTD Who did something to annoy me I wrote thousands upon thousands of words of fic fixing it. Also, pretty much all of my qualms about the Tennant era got drowned out by series four, which even though it only was one series still defines Doctor Who to me. Ten and Donna and their bickering BFFs in space dynamic hit sweet spots I didn't know I had.

So even though Donna's fate was horrible I approached it with a sort of "la la la, let me fix that for you" attitude. Because there's no way Donna's never going to remember, not even a little, not even subconsciously, there's no way.

So, yeah. This is the one where bits of Time Lord knowledge are leaking in around the edges of Donna's mind and she ends up running off with Christina de Souza in a flying bus. I must say that I didn't come up with that combination of characters, that was from the fic I remixed. I'd actually read and loved the original fic when it was first posted, and gone, damn, I wish I'd thought of that.

There are two kinds of really interesting fics to remix, I think. The first is something that you would never write--

Not something that you dislike or just aren't interested in; one of the reasons I'm so bummed that the mooted female character remix never got off the ground, because a lot of the time I'm plain not interested in stories about dudes.

--something that it would never occur to you to write, where you have to tweak your brain 180 degrees to the right to come up with an angle that's you. The second sort is a fic that you read and wish you'd written, and now you get to! This was definitely the second type; it's the most fun I've ever had writing a remix. My entire Donna Noble phase was hugely enjoyable, actually.
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Meme was interrupted by the unusually clement weather, and the suspension of all activity that was not sitting in the sunshine, drinking variously flavoured ciders, and reading. Apricot cider is awesome; berry cider tastes like alcoholic ribena, and not in the good way. The Goblin Emperor was excellent; The Republic of Thieves less so.

I have not been keeping up with the news coming out of comic-con, because tumblr is the best source for it, and there's only so much infinite scroll that my ageing laptop can cope with. On the plus side, this is a marvellous mechanism for preventing tumblr from becoming too much of a time-suck. But I did see the casting news for S5 of Game of Thrones. Alexander Siddig as Doran Martell is awesome, and a thousand fancasts come to life. I am bummed, but somehow not surprised, that we don't seem to be getting an Arianne. On the one hand, I like Arianne, and I think that she's important to the narrative, but I know there are people who think Victarion Greyjoy is an interesting and narratively important character, and I think those people are wrong. But it feels churlish to bitch just because it's a character I happen to like that's being omitted this time. On the other hand, I suspect that with Arianne we'll also lose any hint that things are different for women in Dorne, and that actually disappoints me more.

Day 4. Something you made just for yourself

Here Be Dragons (Merlin/Temeraire; Morgana, Aithusa)

This is quite possibly the most self-indulgent thing I have ever written, with an intended audience of... well, me. And on that level, at least, it works.

Temeraire, I love the set-up and the world-building; I could live without the slightly forced world travel, and from book to book the plots do very little for me... but that's more than made up for by: holy cow, regency dragons! Merlin, the world building would have had to work a bit harder to be considered half-arsed, and I could have cheerfully lived without Merlin himself; but for lizard brain reasons I adored Morgana. And I was fascinated by Aithusa -- I mean, this wee baby dragon that was supposed to be a good omen for Merlin and Arthur saved Morgana's life, and became the only thing in the world that Morgana openly cared for. On a Doylist level I get that it was because the showrunners didn't know what to do with Aithusa after introducing it, and the CGI cost more than they'd thought; but on a Watsonian level-- it was fascinating.

One of the things that I wished got more time in the Temeraire novels is that there are certain dragons that will only accept female companions, and I made use of that in order to write a scene where Merlin tries to harness Aithusa, and she's just clinging to Morgana's leg going not enough nope in the world, which I justified by saying, well, that's more or less what happened in canon. Merlin's not a bad guy in this fic (although he and Morgana take against each other at once) and he ends up as Kilgaarah's captain; because there's a difference between I don't like this character and don't want to waste words on him, or even I have issues with this character that I would like to see explored more in fic, and character bashing. On the rare occasions I write Merlin I go out of my way to be fair to him, because christ on a cracker I hate that guy!

Aside from dragons, my other favourite thing are lesbians. So, yeah, Morgana is gay here. Partly because I don't think that she was straight in canon. And partly because as incoherent as Morgana's characterisation was a lot of the time, one of the defining things about her is that she has a secret, and she's afraid of the consequences should it come out. And in a world without magic - lesbianism, then.

Morgana develops a crush on Elena. Usually when I want Morgana to have a female love interest I use Vivian (there's too much baggage with Gwen, and I have rarely wanted to reach through my television and fix something so much as I did the end of Sweet Dreams.) Nothing happens between them. When I was writing this I was on a kick of wanting stories about gay characters who don't end up in relationships. Not the tragic queer cliche, no. But sometimes you're gay, and it's an important part of your identity, and you notice women's attractiveness; but you've also recently been conscripted into the dragon arm of the regency era armed forces (or, y'know, whatever...) and priorities.

Anyway, writing shamless self-indulgent id-fic is good for the soul, I think.
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Day 3. Something you wrote for someone else

This is either a really easy question, because almost everything I write is for someone else, or a really hard one, for the same reason...

I almost never write fic without some kind of prompt. It's not so much that I have no ideas, so much as I have a never-ending, nebulous, increasingly ludicrous list of things I might like to write some distant day. I am indecisive and a procrastinator by nature, so exchanges and prompt memes are often the only way I'm going to write anything.

Keep the Bouquets, Throw Away the Grooms (Game of Thrones; Sansa Stark/Margaery Tyrell)

This I wrote for a prompt meme on tumblr (which means it wasn't really for anyone, because in those cases it's more like the prompter is doing me a favour) where there were a list of tropes, and people pick one and suggest a pairing. And one of the suggestions was Sansa/Margaery arranged marriage. And one of the reasons I love doing those prompt meme ficlets is that I tend to write them quickly if I'm going to write them at all, so it stops me from over-thinking things. Like, if this had been an idea I'd come up with on my own I would have gotten stuck on why would there even be arranged same-sex marriage in Westeros? Seriously? and never written it.

I'm actually kind of proud of my reasoning there, which is threefold:
1) Joffrey is basically Caligula; and decrees Sansa and Margaery have to get married for reasons...
2) Tywin and Cersei don't stop it because it keeps the Tyrells away from the throne, and strips Margaery of her power.
3) Arranged same-sex marriage as something that's super-rare and looked down upon, but does happen. Usually as a way of humiliating defeated enemies, and wiping out bloodlines.

Of course, the Lannister plot goes awry, because Sansa is happy to be marrying someone who can take her away from this terrible place to Highgarden, and Margaery quickly redirects her political ambitions towards the Starks (pragmatic romantics, romantic pragmatists, yay!)

I was asked a couple of times if I was going to write a sequel, and I very much doubt it. But, there's a bit in the books where Cat thinks that if Robb had to break off the Frey deal then she wishes it had been for Margaery Tyrell. And if I were ever going to write a coda it would be about Sansa being reunited with Cat and going : Um, so I'm married to Margaery Tyrell now, and my wife's grandmother wants to talk to you about ending the war in a fortnight.

Usually when I write fic in this universe it's book based, just because there's so much more depth to the books--

As an aside, you know that thing where people were asking if GRRM will die before he finishes the books. And yeah, that's a horrid question, and a dick move to ask him. But I genuinely suspect that we might never see a conclusion. Not because of any health concerns, but because on some level I just don't think GRRM is interested in it anymore. I think he's interested in his worldbuilding and the history of his universe - which is why he keeps writing side stories, and why the last couple of books have been increasingly meandering - but I think he's lost interest in the actual plot of A Song of Ice and Fire.

--but this is entirely show based. Partly so I could include Sansa and Tyrion's friendship (he's going to write to Sansa in Highgarden; occasionally he sends her books), partly so I didn't have to wrangle any extraneous Tyrell brothers (sorry Willas, you have been written out of existence in the name of femslash), and partly because as much as I had my issues with S4 of the show, Sansa and Margaery's friendship in S3 was done brilliantly, and made me ship them in ways the books never did.
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2. Something new - talk about a new fanwork of yours!

Well, this is timely, because my fic for this round of [livejournal.com profile] got_exchange was posted today, and you can't get much newer than that.

A Westeros Fairytale (ASOIAF; Lyanna Stark/Elia Martell)

The prompt for this was: a situation where Lyanna chooses Elia over Rhaegar, and my original idea was for an AU where Rhaegar defeated Robert, took Lyanna as his second wife to appease the North, but became disenchanted with her when she gave birth to Jon Snow rather than the daughter Rhaegar expected. I saw a glorious fan wank somewhere that the woman's name Rhaegar said when he was dying might have been Visenya. The whole thing was going to be about Lyanna and Elia learning to live with one another, raising their children together, and hoping no-one had noticed that they were the ones running Westeros as Rhaegar became increasingly fixated on prophecy and dragons.

And it would have been... fine, probably. But I was writing it in stilted fifty word bursts, and not enjoying it at all. So, I deleted what I had and started from scratch.

There's a chapter in, I think, Storm of Swords, where Meera Reed tells Bran a thinly veiled story about the tourney at Harrenhal and how Lyanna met Rhaegar. I used that as a framing device to have Meera tell Bran about the time that Lyanna Stark dressed up as a knight, crowned Elia Martell the queen of love and beauty, and ran away with her. Thus sparing everyone a great deal of trouble and upset.

I go back and forward on whether I think Lyanna Stark was the knight of the laughing tree. On the one hand I want her to have been, because lady knights are everything I want. On the other, basically two of the very few things we know for sure about Lyanna is that she was scrappy like Arya, and that she was a brilliant horsewoman. But I feel like she would have needed more than that to beat three even mediocre jousters. And I doubt jousting is a skill she could have picked up in secret, and it's so outside the feminine sphere that it would have been mentioned.

So, yeah, I wish the mystery knight had been Lyanna Stark; I think he was Howland Reed.

But, hey, it's my fairytale, so of course it has girl jousters, and female characters rescuing themselves, and happy Starks!
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For the last month or so all my free time has been consumed by football and books. Football for obvious, world cup related reasons; and books because, well, let's be honest, there's a lot of time during football games when not a lot is happening.

So, to get me out of my posting malaise, I'm going to do that seven days of self-promotion meme that's been going around. Um. Yippee.

Day 1. Something Old.

Not Exactly Human (Discworld; Susan Sto Helit/Angua von Uberwald)

Every year since it started (and it started in '04, three mods ago, eek) I've done the annual femslash ficathon. It's probably, actually, a pretty good measure of my changing fandoms, style, and writing ability. I started off writing Harry Potter fic for it, then Buffy, Doctor Who, Merlin, and for the last few years, Game of Thrones.

And looking at my earlier fic in the more technical sense; these days I am much less prone of misspellings and typos, much fonder of the oxford comma, about as likely to skip words on account of my brain being faster than my fingers, and I abuse grammar in different, yet equally incorrect ways (if I scatter enough semi-colons around the place some of them must end up in the correct places, right?)

We're not going all the way back to 2004, because no-one with eyes needs to be subjected to my early attempts at stringing words together. Anyway, five years is ancient history in fandom terms. Fandom years are like dog years.

So in 2009 I wrote a Discworld fic for the exchange. And the thing I think is interesting about Discworld fic, is that if you're going to write it then you have to emulate the style of the books, otherwise what's the point? And I don't think that's true for all fandoms, not even all book fandoms where there is a written source to emulate. Certainly, my ASOIAF fic is nothing like in GRRM's style, because who wants to spend three paragraphs describing some armour or a food laden table. As a matter of fact, the stuff I write in ASOIAF/GoT is probably as close to my original style as anything, if that makes sense. But in Discworld, absolutely, go Pratchett or go home! Which is probably why I've only written two fics in the fandom, and why it is still, I think, a Yuletide sized fandom. Pratchett's style is fun to emulate, if very easy to miss hit. And you get to play with footnotes, which let me get my jokes in without mangling comma usage even more than I usually do. But one of the reasons to wish there was more Discworld fic than there currently is that maybe then we could have a standard way of formatting footnotes in fanfiction.

There are a couple of interesting things about Susan/Angua as a ship; namely Angua being a werewolf, and Susan being Death's granddaughter can be thought of as comparable experiences, what with having one foot in two worlds, and abilities other people don't have however much they may inconvenience you in your day to day life. I really could have done more with that rather than going the cliched quaff alcohol - hook up approach.

There's also Angua's canon relationship with Carrot. And there are a bunch of of different ways to write out a canon love interests, from having the relationship never happen in your AU, to sending them on holiday to Scotland for the duration of the fic, to killing them off. I've noticed that the less I like a canon pairing, the more gently I break them up, and the fairer I am to the "surplus" love interest. It's like a precaution against inadvertent character bashing. And I must confess that I have long been slightly skeeved by the Angua/Carrot relationship. There's an owner/pet vibe to it that I really can't dig. And it doesn't matter that that's been addressed in canon, that it's part of who Angua is, or that Carrot's a good guy who would never take advantage of it. The fact that Angua couldn't, as I recall, leave him even if she wanted to, that what she wants or thinks will always be second to what he wants or thinks bugs me.

I mean, I'm overthinking this, I know. We're talking about a canon where Carrot's only real love rival for his werewolf girlfriend is an actual honest to god wolf called Gavin. Still, it's one of those lizard brain things. So I went out of my way to have Carrot be a good guy, and a good friend, because, you know, he is. I like Carrot. I just don't want Angua with him.

In conclusion, I think it's cute, and funny, and Pratchett-y enough to gloss over the more out of character moments. But better things were to come.
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Pump Six and Other Stories - Paulo Bacigalupi
Kissing the Witch - Emma Donoghue
Three Parts Dead - Max Gladstone
The Round House - Louise Erdrich
The Tropic of Serpents: A Memoir by Lady Trent - Marie Brennan
Iron & Velvet - Alexis Hall
Shadows & Dreams - Alexis Hall
Talker 25 - Joshua McCune
The Girl With All The Gifts - M.R. Carey
Carmilla - J Sheridan LeFanu
The Silkworm - Robert Galbraith (JK Rowling)

Not that long ago I was talking to someone about short story collections and how I have a hit-and-miss relationship with them. There are a few authors, I think, who write amazing short stories; alas, there seem to be more who use these collections as dumping grounds for their more half-baked ideas.There's also the thing, I think, where fandom has the short story-to-novella length form down to a fine art, so that's where I go when I want shorter stories. So it's kind of weird that I started the month off with two collections of short stories.

Pump Six I've been meaning to read for years, because I'd really loved The Windup Girl by the same author, and I'd heard there were a couple of stories set in that universe. So of course I'm only getting around to reading it now, when I've forgotten everything about the novel. Of the ten stories in the collection I absolutely loved nine of them. Nine of them are, like, cynical dystopias about environmental/technological apocalypses and mistrust of corporations, all good stuff. But the tenth is a contemporary story about a man who "accidentally" kills his wife. This annoyed me for two reasons, 1) it felt really out of place, like it was breaking the established theme, and 2) man kills woman, begins new life, might have been dark and groundbreaking at some point, but now it feels like it should be a square on misogynistic cliche bingo.

Back when I was talking about how much I'd liked one of Emma Donoghue's novels, basically everyone said I should read Kissing the Witch. A collection of feminist, occasionally queer, fairytale retellings, about the women trapped inside traditional fairytales. I can't image why you guys thought I would like this? Hee, yes, highly recommend.

Three Parts Dead I bought almost randomly - I had a book token, it was a pound, I vaguely recalled hearing something good about it, though I couldn't remember what or from who - and I'm delighted I did, cause I really loved it. It's a sort of fantasy steampunk thing, set in a world years after magicians have gone to war with the Gods. The world-building is awesome, it reminded me a little of China Meiville's Bas-Lag trilogy, although I liked the plot a lot more. Don't get me wrong, I love the Bas-Lag books, but I do think they coast by on the world-building. Lots of interesting, diverse characters too. I really look forward to reading more in this series. And that's kind of saying something, given that I'm currently experiencing one of my periodic bouts of annoyance at why is everything a series?

The Round House is about the rape and attempted murder of a women on a native american reserve in the 1980s (a time and place about which I know shamefully little) and the effect this has on her adolescent son. I mostly read SF/F, and I love it, but sometimes I want something different, not as a palate cleanser, as such, but just as a change of pace. And I'm so glad this was recommended to me; it's beautiful and horrible and fascinating. The thing that horrified me the most, actually, wasn't the rape, of which we only see the aftermath, but the legal purgatory the family find themselves in because the mother can't remember where, on tribal, state, or federal land, the attack took place. Anyway, if you're up to it, recommended.

The Tropic of Serpents is the continuing adventures of a pseudo-Victorian lady dragon naturalist. Much like the first one, if the words Victorian lady dragon naturalist appeal to you then you should love this, and if they don't then we can't be friends don't bother.

Iron & Velvet and Shadow's & Dreams are the first two (currently the only two; alas, I would read twelve of them) volumes in the Kate Kane series. And lesbian urban fantasy is a genre there ought to be more of, as all right thinking people would surely agree. Anyway, as urban fantasies go it's pretty standard fare: London, vampires, werewolves, magic, a supernatural PI. But damn if they didn't hit me square in the ID. Everyone is a woman; the PI, the vampire prince, the alpha werewolf, the witch queen of London; and there's this sort of love quadrangle going on. They're fun, and sexy, and silly, and sort of embrace their own silliness, and I really loved them a lot.

Talker 25 I did not like at all. Which was surprising because... dragons. It's set in a world twenty years after dragons have mysteriously appeared in the world, and people have reacted about as well as you'd expect to hundreds of giant fire breathing lizards appearing out of thin air. It sounded so promising, but it was just bad. The world-building was nonsensical and half-arsed (where did the dragons come from? why can some people talk to them telepathically? why do all dragons sound like some kind of sub-par Smaug?) The writing read a lot like the younger end of YA, then two thirds of the way through it turns all rape threats and torture porn. Bah.

I went through a zombie phase a few years ago where I read every zombie book going (I'm an adult now; I like dragons) after which I felt like zombies had been done to absolute death. But The Girl With All The Gifts was written by the guy who wrote the Felix Castor, so I gave it a shot. I ended up really liking it. There were enough twists on a familiar formulae to keep me interested; the twist about the protagonist is pretty obvious almost from the first page, but the ending is fucking awesome! Good undead stuff.

I'd been meaning to read Carmilla for ages; novella, vampires, Victorian sapphism. Yay.

The Silkworm is the second mystery JK Rowling has written under her Robert Galbraith pseudonym. This is set in the world of writers and publishing, and I very much enjoyed reading her take down of a certain type of white male literary writer (I would love to know how much of that stuff is based on her real life experiences). It was a pretty engaging mystery, and I had no idea who the killer was until the reveal. Funny thing is, I know I read the first one last year but I can't remember a single thing about it; so yeah, enjoyable if not particularly memorable.
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re: my continued world cup watching - mwhaha haha haha ha

Thinking about it, things like this are probably why a lot of English people would be quite pleased if Scotland were to declare independence and fuck off.

Still. Haha.


A meme thing, that I have already completed on tumblr, but otherwise this post would just be me mwhahaha-ing.

list ten books that have stayed with you in some way. Don’t take but a few minutes, and don’t think too hard — they don’t have to be the “right” or “great” works, just the ones that have touched you.

1. The Lord of the Rings - JRR Tolkein
2. The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe - CS Lewis
3. The Wasp Factory - Iain Banks
4. And Then There Were None - Agatha Christie
5. Guards! Guards! - Terry Pratchett
6. Attack of the Unsinkable Rubber Ducks - Christopher Brookmyre
7. Fingersmith - Sarah Waters
8. The Kraken Wakes - John Whyndam
9. Death and the Penguin - Andrey Kurkov
10. The Handmaid's Tale - Margaret Atwood.

With the caveats that LotR was hugely influential on me as a wee thing, but adult me finds it a turgid, unreadable sausage fest; and while the Narnia books are the first books I remember properly loving, I've never even tried to revisit them as a grown up - I suspect grown up me would be annoyed by the religious stuff, and infuriated by the Problem of Susan.

That said, Scottish, geeky, lesbian, feminist, cynic, that's me in a list of books, really.


I am still slightly confused about using tumblr for things other than reblogging graphics. Like, I had some success posting those trope ficlets I was writing first over there, but then I felt weirdly guilty about it, because if tumblr isn't the worst venue ever for fic, it's not from lack of trying. On the other hand, it's nice when people notice that you're there, you know?

So, I shall compromise and answer a questions meme I got tagged in, but I shall do it here.

1. Does pineapple belong on pizza?

Not on a pizza. Not on anything I am going to be putting into my mouth. Eugh.

2. If you care about the World Cup, tell me about your team! If you don’t, then what’s something fun you’re looking forward to in the next month or so?

I am Scottish, and thus shit at football a true neutral. This week I'm feeling good about Uruguay and Costa Rica, for reasons that have nothing to do with a certain team which may or may not have been knocked out at the group stage.

(Mwahaha, etc.)

I think the smart money has to be on a South American team. I got Belgium (of all teams, Belgium?) in the sweepstakes. And my personal favourite is Germany.

3. What were the last 3 pieces of fictional/fannish media you consumed?

I just read the first Kate Kane, Paranormal Investigator book. Which is an urban fantasy in the vein of the Dresden Files or Felix Castor, only with a lesbian main character. No one will ever accuse it of being great literature, but I ate it up with a spoon.

I'm dipping into the first series of Vikings, which I'm enjoying, although I expect to remain baffled as to why anyone would make Vikings when instead they could make the Lagertha Lothbrok is awesome show.

The series finale of Game of Thrones, which despite having spent most of S4 lurching from one misgiving to another left me optimistic for S5.

4. You’re in a zombie apocalypse, and your companions are the main characters from the pieces of media you named in the previous question. So, how fucked are you?

Are you kidding? I have a half-faery with a magic sword, the fiercest shieldmaiden in Scandinavia, and Brienne of Tarth. I'm going to fucking walk it.

5. What’s your ideal holiday destination?

When I visited my sister in Germany, her flat was next door to what appeared to be a combination pub/library; if any of the books had been in English I would not have come home.

Nice things to drink, and interesting things to read. I want very little out of life.

6. Tell me about your favourite item of clothing. Photos optional.

Today I am wearing battered converse with the Thundercats on them, a pair of drainpipe jeans that I really do not have the legs for, and a man's tuxedo shirt that I had to buy when I rented some formal wear earlier in the year.

I don't have a favourite item of clothing; pickin's are slim.

7. Sort yourself into your Hogwarts House. If you don’t know the Hogwarts Houses who are you tell me why you’ve resisted the siren call of Harry Potter.

Hmm. I am the least cunning person I know, and all but devoid of ambition. I'd also be hard pressed to describe myself as clever, at least not in the academic sense.

I am probably some manner of Gryffinpuff. Kind and loyal, yes, but thoughtless and bullheaded, too.

8. Dogs or cats?

Dogs, a million times dogs. I even lean towards especially stupid dogs because I find it discouraging to have a pet I suspect of being clever than me.

9. What’s the last news item or fic you read? Link?

The last news item was somebody else mwhahaha-ing about England's ignominious departure, so I shall spare you the link. The last fic was this porny Sansa/Margaery modern AU by [profile] mautadite who is one of my favourite authors in asoiaf fandom.

10. What’s your go-to comfort food?

Beer. Cheese.

11. What’s the story behind your tumblr username?

Oh, God. I made up this stupid pseudonym when I was fifteen, with the expectation that I'd be in fandom for about twelve minutes. Well, I'm not fifteen anymore, and it's been a damn sight more then twelve minutes. And changing my fandom name would feel weird, like I was killing off this persona I've created over the past *mumble mumble* years.

It's still a stupid name, though.
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I have been watching a truly outrageous amount a football these last few days. With the time difference from Brazil the first game of the day starts just as I get in of an evening, and the last is finishing at about the time I put my jammies on and climb under the duvet with my teddy bear - and it is proving shockingly easy to do little else.

I actually wasn't that excited about the world cup; a combination of the controversy and upset it was causing in Brazil, and a lack of hoopla on the part of of the BBC which had suppressed my usual Scottish Oh, God, anyone but England tendencies. I've tried to explain this to my English friends, that it's not the idea of England winning that most Scots object to, it's the fact that we get the English commentators and analysts and sports news, and can't stop hearing about bloody England, even in the commentary of totally unrelated games. That, and going on past form, if they actually did manage to win we'd be hearing about it for the next three hundred years.

But a lot of the football has actually been really good. I have been turned into a Holland fan, and think if they don't top their group it'll only be because they've been too busy picking bits of Spaniard out of their studs to train. I am also supporting Germany; partly because I've really liked Germany whenever I've been there, and partly because I like it when they contrive to beat England, ideally on penalties.

I unwisely played a tiny bit of football when I was first in uni. Partly because running around a muddy field in the fresh air was a great way to shake off a hangover, and partly because I thought it would be a great way to meet girls. The reason I gave it up was threefold: 1) I was shit at it; 2) an equally effective, if not superior way to shake off a hangover was to eat a bacon roll, drink half a pint of irn bru, and go back to sleep until the Eastenders omnibus came on; and 3) well, any girl who liked the sporty type went for the actual sporty lesbians; fortunately for me there were other girls who liked the bookish, indoorsy sort of lesbian.

My presence on tumblr has become even more intermittent than it usually is. After some experimenting I have decided that the only sensible way to approach tumblr is to not even try to keep up with it. I look at it when I've got the computer on, but not actually for anything in particular, and then I scroll back until I either get bored or my browser starts struggling. And that's worked quite well for me, but right now a few people I follow are liveblogging the world cup, and more than a few are really pissed off about the Game of Thrones finale, so--

In between all the football I did manage to watch the Game of Thrones finale, largely because, like a lot of people, I was having trouble caring about the outcome of Iran v. Nigeria.

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