[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 )
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-I can add [personal profile] dhampyresa to my list of fandom folk who are definitely not axe-murderers. I mean, you all seem very nice, but I make my not an axe-murderer determinations on a case by case basis. We got to spent a very cool evening hanging out and discussing Star Wars while I did my worst tour guide in Glasgow bit. And its becoming ever more clear that I really ought to be watching the Clone Wars series, if only for Ashoka related reasons.

-I have been watching the Olympics, and while some of it has been delightful - the women's rugby 7s genuinely enriched my life; it seemed like the entire early shift in my work had stayed up half the night to watch Andy Murray's tennis final, that workday was sponsored by Red Bull. But there's almost something old East German about the way "Team GB" is being covered here, it's like: look how many gold medals we have; do not peek behind the curtain.

-I have been trying to yank myself out of a bout of writers block by writing sequel ficlets. Presenting: more Sansa/Margaery arranged marriage and more Sameen Shaw and her indifferent daemon.

-While I was tooling around AO3 I noticed that my subscriber count has hit 300. Admittedly, I don't know if that's a lot or next to nothing, but I find it a pleasingly round number, and it delights me.

-I'd been planning to take my dog hiking on Skye over the weekend, but I'm thinking again, partly because it's pissing down, and partly because my dog has funny ideas about sheep; to wit, about chasing them (I blame her pesky spaniel grandparent) and I'm a bit worried that her reaction to first seeing seals might be hey, water sheep! to general disaster.

By the way, if you've never had to rescue a small, terrified labrador who has just realised that she's made a huge mistake from the middle of a dairy herd, then I'm hear to tell you dairy cows are fucking massive!

femmeremix

Aug. 8th, 2016 02:10 pm
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The [community profile] femmeremix author reveals were last night, hurrah, and the remix of my fic is:

Her Father's Daughter (Visited on the Son Remix) by [archiveofourown.org profile] originally

and it's awesome to me on three levels.

1. It's a remix of Abu el Banat, which is my Oberyn character study, and, I think, one of my best fics in asoiaf fandom. And you know how sometimes you get remixes that are perfectly lovely but it's a fandom you're no longer in, or of a fic you don't necessarily want to call attention to. So it was lovely that this was the fic my remixer chose.

2. It's a really good remix, with a lot of reflections and refractions of my fic, which were delightful to me as the original author.

3. It's also a brilliant stand alone fic. Instead of Oberyn, the focus is on Sarella Sand, and if you don't think you need a character study about a woman crossdressing to become a philosopher priest in your life then I just don't know what to say to you.

Basically, it's awesome and you should all read it.

I was assigned [archiveofourown.org profile] pendrecarc to remix, and this was very exciting to me because they are the author of Code Indigo which is one of my very favourite Person of Interest fics ever, an AU where it was Shaw who Finch met first, and I wasted ages failing to remix that. It took me an embarrassingly long time to realise that the reason I wasn't getting anywhere was that I love that fic so much that I didn't want to change anything about it. So I changed tack and remixed Electric, a circa S2 character study about Root's childhood and the origins of the taser as her weapon of choice.

Like, I don't know how other people approach a remix, but my approach is to try and work out what I think the fic is about at its most basic level and then try to figure out how I would write a fic from those basic building blocks. This, by the way, was why I couldn't remix Code Indigo because if I was going to write an AU where Finch had met Shaw first I would have tried to write Code Indigo. To me, I though that at it's most basic level Electric was a fic about Root's relationship with the physical world, and post season 5 the most bittersweet thing about that is that Root no longer has a relationship to the physical world. There was a careful what you wish for thing that appealed to me.

What I ended up writing was a four things fic that spanned Root's childhood to the end of the show, and because I took the female character remix thing a bit literally I tried to hit all the important female relationships in Root's life (Hanna, her mom, Shaw, the Machine.)

Sing The Body (Electric Remix) (Person of Interest)
"What the hell kind of leet speak name is Root?"

Books

Aug. 6th, 2016 12:07 am
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The Language of Secrets - Ausma Zehanat Khan
Angelmaker - Nick Harkaway
Birthdays for the Dead - Stuart MacBride
The Witches: Salem, 1692 - Stacy Schiff
Stiletto - Daniel O'Malley


The Language of Secrets is the second book in a series about two Canadian detectives who investigate 'minority crimes.' The first book, The Unquiet Dead, was brilliant; it was about a Bosnian war criminal, and the author is apparently an international lawyer whose area of expertise is the atrocities of the Bosnian war, and that knowledge, that care shone through. This one was about Islamic extremism and felt much more by-the-numbers and cardboard. It was still a perfectly serviceable crime novel, but.

Oh, Angelmaker was this close to being something that I'd adore. It's got that off-beat magical realism thing that I just eat up. And one of the protagonists, Edie Bannister, is my new favourite character. The narrative skips between WWII when she's a bisexual, cross-dressing, snarky, steampunk spy, and the modern day where she's a spry little old lay spy with a stinky blind pug she carries around in her handbag. She's awesome. But then she dies one hundred pages from the end and the narrative is taken over by the other main character, Joe Spork, an everyman who saves the day by embracing the legacy of his gentleman gangster father.... yawn. I think the bait-and-switch would have annoyed me less if the first, like, five hundred pages hadn't catered to my id so perfectly, only to finish up catering to, er, someone else's id.

Stuart MacBride was recced to me on the grounds that I like Chris Brookmyre, but I think it was maybe just that they're both Scottish crime guys rather than them actually having all that much in common. To be fair I prefer Bookmyre's more satirical books, but even in his more straight crime novels Brookmyre has a lightness of touch and humour that Birthdays for the Dead lacks. I feel like there should be some sort of rule in crime thrillers that if your detective has two daughters and the first daughter has been murdered by a serial killer before the novel begins, then the third act should not be the younger daughter being killed by a copycat. That's not trope subversion, that's just grim for grim's sake.

I had really liked Stacy Schiff's book about Cleopatra, so I was surprised that I found The Witches such hard going. If I had a criticism of the Cleopatra book (which was, at least, an excellent read) it was that Schiff was writing about this really sympathetic version of the Egyptian Queen and then couldn't really reconcile her version with Cleopatra's eventual downfall. The Witches really could have used some of that instinct for extrapolation, as it was it just read like a fairly dry recitation of famously scant sources. Plus there's a cast of, like, five hundred puritans who have about three family names between them.

Stiletto is the first book in ages that's made me do that running in circles, flappy hands of incoherent glee thing. It arrived unexpectedly on my kindle (I'd loved The Rook years ago and had pre-ordered the sequel, but the publication date got pushed back and back; also, I don't think you have to have read The Rook to enjoy this.) Basically it's about a corporate merger between the secret supernatural department of the British government, who are all products of a posho magical boarding school, and a centuries old order of Eurotrash mad scientists. It's hilarious and awesome and femslashy as fuck; if there was one thing, one thing, that I could have changed I would have taken the relationship between Felicity and Odette all the way through enemies to reluctant allies to friends to actually becoming lovers, but that's what yuletide is for. A++, highly recommended.
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I got my [community profile] femmeremix in on time, which was remarkable because writing it was like pulling teeth (the hardest fics to remix are ones that you love; I was trying to be too big for my britches, and had to change tack really late on.) And now I've got my [profile] got_exchange to write, which also looks to be like pulling teeth; that exchange is one where you have to e-mail the mod to drop out rather than just hitting a button on AO3, so social anxiety will compel me to at least try.

And maybe when stuck in an overlap between want to write and can't write wasn't the best time to request a [community profile] trope_bingo card, especially as I don't have any form at all for actually writing for bingo cards, but, hey, there's a first time for everything, right?

Read more... )

-I actually started writing a Clarke/Lexa role reversal fic during my brief fling with The 100, but every time I see anything about that fandom now it seems to reaffirm my decision to back away slowly while avoiding eye-contact, so maybe that's best left forever abandoned.

I was going to make all the grounders skypeople and vice versa. Clarke was going to be the flamekeeper and skyperson!Lexa would still be a nightblood; Octavia was going to have been turned into a reaper and grounder!Bellamy would be keeping her locked up because he couldn't bear to hurt her. But given how bonkers The 100's worldbuilding is, maybe it works better as a thought experiment rather than an actual fic?

-The presumed dead dead square should obviously be a fic about Root, right? And just because none of the 5x10 compliant fics where Root isn't dead have worked for me (I really, really can't see her faking her death, especially knowing what Shaw has been through) doesn't mean it can't be done well. Or, ooh, a fic where an unrecognisably scarred Margaery Tyrell somehow survives the explosion at the Great Sept and makes her way north to Sansa at Winterfell.

It's nice up here on denial mountain.

-As for the rare pairs square, Dany/Yara counts as a rare pair, right? Lots of people are into it, but there's hardly any fic. I just wish I had a more specific plot bunny for them than Dany and Yara flirt their way across the high seas.

-Fork in the road is my favourite type of AU. I could do one where Root succeeds in her terrible, no good, very bad plan to hand herself over to Samaritan in the hope of finding Shaw. Or I could get back to my long abandoned AU where both Lyanna and Elia survive Robert's Rebellion and are awkwardly, and yet less awkwardly than you'd expect, raising their children together.

-I am slightly bummed I didn't hold back my PoI daemon AU for the fusion square; maybe I could do a continuation of that where Root's daemon is now the Machine's daemon (the Machine has Root's soul, that's basically where I am with that.) Or I feel like there's a pretty fun Person of Interest characters in a Leverage AU in me somewhere.

-I have a free square for which I can write whatever tropey fic I want, and I have never particularly wanted to write a coffee shop AU, but then I saw someone request a Sansa/Asha coffee shop AU in an exchange and I sat up and went ooh.

Any ideas, guys?
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The feature length Benny Hill skit that is British politics at the moment continues apace. I'm still not totally convinced that Andrea Leadsom wasn't a piece of Tory performance art designed to make people who not two weeks ago would have been rightly horrified by the prospect of an unelected Theresa May government go 'oh thank god, an unelected Theresa May government.' And obviously it's no problem that the Labour response to the brief Tory shambles was to go: that's not a shambles, this is a shambles; because it's not like this is an important time to have a functioning opposition or anything. And who even knows what's going to happen with Scotland.

UGH.

In happier things:

I got to hang out with [personal profile] kmo and her partner when they were in Scotland on holiday last week, and they were lovely and awesome. Really, I ought to have a side hustle in giving tours of Glasgow to American lesbians. Well, so long as your idea of a tour is hanging out in a dive bar with me while I tell you how much nicer Edinburgh is.

It's funny, I was a teenager back in the 90s, when you were never, ever supposed to meet people from online, and even now in the days of Uber and OK Cupid it still quietly delights me when I meet one of you, and it's like see, mum, I was hardly axe-murdered at all.

I started watching Wynonna Earp and it's filling the gap Lost Girl left in my viewing schedule both in that while I'm not sure it's very good, it is good fun, and that it's best viewed in chunks of seven episodes while in bed with a hangover.

Luckily such a hangover presented itself quickly; we were having drinks to celebrate two of my best friends who've been going through the (long, long) process of applying to adopt being approved to become parents. I think the wait is a bit weird for them, because they'll be adopting a kid who's been taken into care, so adding to their family depends on the irretrievable breakdown of someone else's - but they're going to be awesome parents and I get to be an aunt, so. Apparently I was a very helpful character reference, too. I think the adoption process is pretty much the only situation where the phrase 'I'm not homophobic, my best friend is gay' can be uttered on the side of the angels.

I saw Ghostbusters today, and there was literally nothing about it that wasn't delightful.

I know I saw the Ghostbusters movies as a kid; largely because I was the nerdy child of a nerdy father in the 80s, so of course I saw them. But it wasn't a huge part of my childhood, and while I was planning to see the remake, it was at least partly out of spite, and I hadn't been planning to rush. But it was too hot to breathe today (by Scottish standards) and a few hours in an air conditioned cinema sounded about right.

I walked home singing I ain't afraid of no ghost. I want to watch it again. I want to watch its twelve sequels.
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I managed to peel myself away from the fall of the British government in real time (good fucking grief) long enough to watch the season finale of Game of Thrones.

I have really, really enjoyed the sixth season, especially after finding season five excessively weak. And I do think that one of the biggest problems with it, and to a lesser extent season four, was that they were pootling around in gentle circles hoping that Martin would publish another book. And that once they gave up on that, it was full steam ahead.

Game of Thrones S6 )

The mildly depressing thing is that as soon as the show overtook the book I felt my interest in eventually reading The Winds of Winter diminishing. Cynically though, I'm pretty sure that any lingering interest GRRM may have had in finishing the series pretty much vanished as soon as the show overtook him.

More cheerfully, I am excited that [livejournal.com profile] got_exchange is back up and running just when I'm getting excited about the fandom again.
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Because there's only so long you can stare aghast at the BBC news, or overanalyse every word out of Nicola Sturgeon's mouth, let's talk about Person of Interest, which had its finale this week.

My initial reaction to the finale was that the last show I watched to stick its landing so well was Leverage.

Person of Interest )

I only started watching Person of Interest after season four had finished, at the beginning of the world's longest hiatus, so the show being finished hasn't diminished my fannish feelings for it, I think because aside from these past, like, six weeks the show hasn't been on the air for the entire time I've been a fan of it. Plus, the door has been left open for ALL THE FIC. On that note have some fic recs:

Recs )

AO3 Meme

Jun. 24th, 2016 04:21 am
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I know. Two posts in one night, unheard of. But I'm up watching the referendum results come in. Well, I was, but it got too stressful so now I've got an old West Wing DVD on and I'm just tabbing back to the Guardian liveblog, like, every fifteen minutes or so, and pouring more gin. In the meantime--

What’s your first and second most common work ratings?

General (126)
Teen (56)

Plus eleven (11) Mature and zero (0) Explicit, because I am a tiny child, a tiny, kinda ace, thirty something child.

How many fics have you written in each relationship category? Is this more accidental, or do you have preferences?

Gen (108)
F/F (85)
F/M (15)
M/M (3)

And my m/m fics are all remixes, too. Slightly surprised that I've written more gen than f/f, though.

What are your top four fandoms by numbers? Are you still active in any of them, and do you tend to migrate a lot?

Merlin (66)
Doctor Who (Nu Who, 45; Classic Who; 19)
A Song of Ice and Fire (33)
Game of Thrones (16)

Merlin I went Scorched Earth on. Doctor Who I will always think fondly of, but I haven't felt fannishly about since Moffat took over. I have mostly migrated to Person of Interest, but that finished this week, and the sixth season of Game of Thrones has been unexpectedly satisfying and delightful, so I might be migrating back.

What are your top two most used additional tags, and your bottom two? What would happen if you combined all of these into a fic?

Top two:
Remix (15)
Women Being Awesome (13)
Bottom Two:
Lesbian Character (5)
Female Friendship (6)

If you combined them all you'd get the fic I'm currently writing for [community profile] femmeremix.

What are your top four character tags? Does this match how you feel about the characters, or are you puzzled?

Morgana (50)
Gwen (35)
Arthur (34)
Merlin (31)

It's irksome that they're all from a fandom I pretty much hate now. I wonder about those fifteen fics that had Morgana but no Gwen. I'm surprised that I wrote thirty one fics with enough Merlin for him to be a tagged character; even before I hated his stupid gurning face he was never a character I liked.

Books

Jun. 24th, 2016 01:19 am
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Jane Steele - Lyndsay Faye
The Three - Sarah Lotz
True Pretenses - Rose Lerner
Tell Me Again How a Crush Should Feel - Sara Farizan
The Just City - Jo Walton
Waiting for Doggo - Mark Mills
League of Dragons - Naomi Novik
Forty Signs of Rain - Kim Stanley Robinson


Jane Steele is a retelling of Jane Eyre (except not really, because the Brontë novel exists in this universe, but Jane Steele's life does mirror Jane Eyre's in odd ways--) where Jane is serial killer of men who hurt women. It is partly historical romance and partly the best kind of feminist propaganda. Highly recommended.

I went back and read The Three after Day Four, and I guess I don't find plane crashes as frighting as I do cut-price cruises because I didn't find The Three nearly as scary. It did explain the end of Day Four to me, so I guess that the author's note that said the books could be read in any order was a fib.

True Pretenses is a so-so historical romance about a jewish conman and the Tory hostess he's initially trying to set up with his brother. I've liked other romances by Rose Lerner, but I think the heroine's noblesse oblige put me off this one.

Tell Me Again How a Crush Should Feel is a frankly adorable YA romance about a teenage Persian American lesbian. Recommended.

The Just City is the second book I've read this year in which Greek Gods do weird things for odd reasons (the first was Fifteen Dogs, where they cursed dogs with sentience); in this Athena and Apollo decide to actually give the Republic from Plato a dry run, and pluck people from throughout history to populate it. This has fascinating things to say about slavery, and gender, and interiority; and it's so unexpectedly rapey in places that it was a bit like being slapped in the face with a kipper. I don't know-- I have the sequel but I think I'll give it some time before getting to it.

One of my guilty reading pleasures are books about dogs. Waiting for Doggo sees a wankstain of a dude character navigate his overpaid upper middle class non-job, his girlfriend leaving him, and sleeping with her sister with the help of his rescue dog. He could have been navigating all that with the help of a rescue pterodactyl and I still wouldn't have given a flying fuck.

League of Dragons was a fitting end to the Temeraire series. It was a bit packed trying to resolve the, you know, Napoleonic War and trying to cram in cameos by pretty much every character of note from the previous eight books, but at least it didn't meander like some of the books in the middle of the series. I've really enjoyed this series and I'm glad I gave it my time, but I feel like it could have been three books shorter and nothing of value would have been lost; would anyone miss that interminable Australia book? All the same, recommend the series as a whole, for Napoleonic dragons if nothing else.

Forty Signs of Rain is about catastrophic climate change (a subject on which I am generally a captive audience), except mostly it's about this scientist who's obsessed with sociobiology (ugh) thinking gross things about women. And just when it was getting interesting - there was a tiger, some Tibetan monks, and two small children trapped in a suburban house by a flood - it ended. I hate it when books turn out to unexpectedly be the first in a series; you should have to announce that shit on page one. I googled it, and it looks like the sequel is mostly about gross scientist guy, so-- meh.

Um...

Jun. 4th, 2016 11:27 pm
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I have spent an outrageous amount of time this week trying to process my feelings on this last episode of Person of Interest. It's really thrown me, and I don't think I'll know exactly how I feel until I see the final three episodes.

The Day The World Went Away )

tl;dr? Here are my feelings in the form of fic about the low-key, underrated friendship between Sameen Shaw and Lionel Fusco; also an AI with multiple personalities: You Are Part Of A Machine (you are not a human being)
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I have signed up for [community profile] femmeremix and think you should too.

As I was trying to figure out which fandoms I qualified in I realised that I have written a bunch of fic over the past few months that I never linked to here, so.

Turn Around Three Times Before Dying (Person of Interest, Root/Shaw)
Failure to bond with your daemon was one of the major diagnostic criteria for an Axis-II personality disorder.

I had been toying with writing a PoI daemon AU for a while, and couldn't quite make it work until I hit upon: Sameen Shaw has a daemon, and is really fucking pissed off about it.

(If You're Wondering If I Want You To) I Want You To (Game of Thrones, Margaery/Brienne)
Arianne’s pansexual quasi-incestuous drama had always managed to put whatever lesbian drama Margaery was dealing with into perspective.

The unasked for modern AU where Margaery is the heiress to a political dynasty, and while getting over her breakup from the deeply closeted Sansa Stark, she develops a crush on her painfully shy new bodyguard.

Gotten Used To Coffee Sweats (Jessica Jones, Jessica/Trish)
Trish woke to discover that when Jessica had encountered a warm body in her unconscious attempts to construct a blanket fort she had simply folded Trish into its construction.

The one where Jess and Trish are exes, because of course they fucking are; also there's bed sharing.

Supergirl vs. the Bullies (Supergirl)
“I just mean that I was bullied when I was Carter’s age–”
“You shock me, Keira,” said Ms Grant, plumbing depths of sarcasm with which Kara was only passingly familiar.


Probably my only foray into Supergirl fic; I adore the show, it's like candy-floss for the eyeballs, but I don't feel particularly fannish about it.

Twenty-Eight Days Earlier (Person of Interest)
Shaw found Root’s lack of squeamishness when it came to looting corpses refreshing.

A continuation of my PoI zombie AU.

the wanting comes in waves (A Song of Ice and Fire, Arianne/Tyene)
You cannot poison a predator with her own venom, sweet cousin.
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-Agent Carter has been officially cancelled. And, well, season two was ten episodes of television that I... watched. There were good things about it; the Peggy and Dottie team up was excellent, and Whitney Frost was a good villain. But mostly it was hamstrung by a change of setting that never quite came off, and bogged down in unnecessary love triangles.

I don't know, maybe a lot of viewers main interest in Peggy always was 'who will Mr Agent Carter be?' and not 'so how did the founding of SHIELD go down?' or 'I would like to see Director Carter in action, please.' I liked Daniel fine as Peggy endgame love interest, and had since mid season one, but Peggy's love life was never what I was interested in.

It's a pity, I suppose, given how crazy I was about the first season, that my reaction to the cancellation wasn't 'it's a shame we won't be getting a season three' but instead 'I'm not sure we should ever have gotten a season two.'

At least, between this and being so very underwhelmed by Civil War I am now free of whatever tenuous interest I had in the non-Netflix MCU. My interest in the Netflix shows is being upheld by the prospect of Luke Cage and a second series of Jessica Jones; and maybe The Defenders, depending on how annoyed I am by Matt by then.

-Speaking of things I am probably free of, I kept up with The 100 until the S3 finale and I think I'm done now. The 100 3x16 )

Anyway, the back half of the season was pretty incoherent even from a show not noted for its narrative coherence. So, yeah, that was a weird, whiplash-y fandom fling.

-I was a wee bit nervous for the sixth season of Game of Thrones, as the show was finally going to overtake the books, but I've really enjoyed the first half of the season; I will forgive a lot for a bit of narrative momentum.

GoT 6x01-6x04 )

-The final season of Person of Interest is finally airing, although I don't understand the schedule. First a hiatus that lasts forever and a day, and then burning through the episodes in some sort of incoherent, impossible to keep up with way. I have mixed feelings about the new canon; on the one hand, yay, new episodes; on the other, I am so not ready for this show to be over, and I kind of wish I was getting more time to process the new episodes. Particularly the Shaw episode, which blew. my. fucking. mind.

PoI 5X04 )

Books

May. 19th, 2016 02:04 pm
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We had a brief heatwave here last week and I discovered that my dog likes licking sunscreen off my skin; other things she likes the taste of are: perfume, hand lotion, antiseptic cream, soap, and shower gel. An oft heard refrain in out house is: "Stop licking me, I've just got out of the shower!"

It also meant that I got quite a bit of reading done in various gardens (mine; assorted beer).

The House of Shattered Wings - Aliette de Bodard
Armada - Ernest Cline
The Redbreast - Jo Nesbo
Sweet Disorder - Rose Lerner
Day Four - Sarah Lotz
In the Labyrinth of the Drakes - Marie Brennan


The House of Shattered Wings is set in Paris after a magical WWI equivalent; the broken cityscape is controlled by fallen angels who are both powerful rulers and, basically, currency because their body parts are the source of magic. The worldbuilding is fascinating, the writing is gorgeous, and there are a lot of background same-sex relationships, and I just... could not get into it.

I think it was a combination of revolving POVs and not immediately sympathetic or likeable characters. I never warmed to Philippe the way I did to Selene and Madeline, and every time the narration switched back to him I would stall out. Filed under: things I wanted to like more I did.

Speaking of things I expected to like more than I ultimately did, having eaten Ready Player One up with a spoon I was disappointed in Ernest Cline's next offering. Armada is about a video game where the player fights off an alien invasion, and being a hotshot at the game comes in handy when oddly similar aliens come knocking at earth's door.

The good: it was a quick, fun read, and like Ready Player One there was a lot of geeky joy to be found in 'I understood that reference' moments.

The bad: it was lazy. Literally everything about this book was lazy. The protogonist's father really had faked his own death to become a highly classified war hero. There was a manic pixie geek girl who our hero picked up in five minutes flat using his word perfect knowledge of Aliens quotes. Being a hotshot pilot in a videogame automatically translated to being a hotshot pilot in the real world. The alien invasion plot was painfully lazy, and I kept waiting for a twist that never came.

It was like someone was trying to smoosh Ender's Game and Galaxy Quest together, and if you think those sound like two tonally inconsistent things then you'd be right.

I turned to a nordic thriller from the library for a change of pace. The Redbreast was, er, fine, if a little slow; it was six-hundred pages long and nobody died until page two-hundred. Well, it flashed back to the eastern front during WWII, so obviously lots of people died, but it was page two-hundred before anyone we cared about died. And 'he had multiple personality disorder all along...' I don't think has ever been a satisfying conclusion to anything, and makes the book feel more dated than it probably is.

Sweet Disorder is a regency romance with a plus-sized heroine, and the hero is saved from being yet another wounded soldier with a heart of gold by his hitherto undiscovered submission kink. The historical romance genre continues to provide me with more hits than misses.

Day Four is a horror set on a budget cruise liner, which in addition to the inherent horror of being on a budget cruise (A+ use of setting) has a murder, ghosts, an outbreak of noro, and being adrift at sea. I... wasn't sure about the ending. Not that I'm necessarily against the surprise alternate universes, I just thought it could have used more groundwork. But I understand that this is kind of a duology with The Three, so maybe it'll work better for me once I've read that one.

I continue to adore Marie Brennan's chronicles of a pseudo-victorian lady dragon naturalist, but as much as I'm enjoying them I was quite pleased to discover that The Labyrinth of the Drakes is book four of five, because I feel like the series is coming to its natural conclusion (Isabella finally became Lady Trent in this one); plus I'm just grateful when fantasy writers know when to call it a day.
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It was my birthday yesterday. Thirty-three. And I think this was the year I really grew as a person, but my main evidence for this is that when I was picking new Converse for my present I elected for jade green ones in a block colour rather than the Harley Quinn ones, so maybe not.

I took myself off into town for five buck steak, an indeterminate number of beers, and Civil War. Let's just say that I'm glad I factored in some day drinking before going to the cinema.

Captain America: Civil War )

But the upshot of seeing a terrible film for your birthday is that you get to spend several hours in the pub afterwards explaining to your mates why they are wrong, and they have to both listen and pay for your drinks because it is your birthday.

I was home fairly early, because I'm in my thirties, it was a Wednesday, and these aren't the last days of the Roman Empire. I made a giant mug of tea, wrapped myself up in a duvet, and watched the new episode of Person of Interest.

I'd had this vague idea that I was going to wait until this final series was finished so I could binge watch, but let's be real, that was never going to happen, and if the next twelve episodes are as intense as that one I might actually explode trying to watch them all over a weekend.

My favourite bit was Root's line about having fallen in love. I was going, wait does she mean Shaw or the Machine? Both, both is good.

Less pleasingly, the day after my birthday I had to take my car to the garage. I'd been giving my mum a lift somewhere, and she got in the car and went, 'Why is the radio so loud?' and then, later, 'What's that noise?' And well the answer to that was twofold; that noise was a) the shrieking sound of distressed metal, and b) the reason that the radio was up so loud.

The terrifying sound of tearing metal turned out to be the result of a hole in the underside of the car, so it's good that they fixed that. While it was in they called to say that my brake pads and discs needed replaced, but they said it in the how-are-you-alive tone of people who well knew that I was one emergency stop away from being the cause of a twelve car pile up.

So it cost more than I would have liked to get it back on the road, but I figure that not dying in a huge ball of fire was a pretty good birthday present to myself.
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-God, I found the second season of Daredevil hard going. I don't know if it paled in comparison to its own first season, or just really paled in comparison to Jessica Jones, but actual costumed superhero Daredevil just didn't do it for me the way blind parkouring ninja Matt did.

I was really excited for Elektra, because I know my own mind and it is often preoccupied with hot women who could kill me, but man, if she and Matt weren't having boring feelings at each other, they were fighting boring ninjas, boringly. Their entire plot was incomprehensible, often too dark to see, and possibly kind of racist (...ninjas, really?) Plus, Elektra -- in S1 Daredevil really fell down on its female characters, and post Jessica Jones they seemed even more cardboard cutout; S2 raised the bar with Karen Page, but it needed more Claire Temple, and it really, really dropped the ball when it came to Elektra.

The best thing about this season was the Punisher. I would have watched an entire season of the trial of Frank Castle; ideally without any ninjas, and with an option on no Matt. I was kind of shipping Frank/Karen; I think it was the respectful way he called her 'ma'am'.

A ship that did nothing for me was Matt/Karen. Well, no, it worked for me as two people lying to each other and themselves about who they are, and I liked how quickly it fell apart because of that. I did not appreciate the hints of it coming back around or that there might be deeper feelings beyond 'I'm going to want this because this is what the person I'm pretending to be would want.'

Karen, honey, go for Foggy, who is a nice boy, or Frank, who is a raging lunatic but with whom at least you have chemistry, or, gee, Claire Temple, who could probably use a drink and a night on the town. Matt... eh, I don't really care; go to church, maybe.

idk, the first season of Daredevil and Jessica Jones were binge watch telly for me, I think I watched both in the space of a weekend. This time, I was getting to the end of an episode and going, 'well, thank god that's over.'

-I got fannish whiplash from The 100. When season three was starting my tumblr dash was talking non-stop about what a brilliant show it was, and how it was top-notch for femslash. So I ended up mainlining two and a half seasons in about a fortnight.

I think I'm a wee bit older than the intended audience for The 100. I spent most of the first season going 'will somebody please get these kids some adult supervision' and most of season two going 'not those adults, different adults, better adults.' But it's addictive; it's a show designed for binge watching. Everything happens at a bajillionty miles an hour, and the worldbuilding falls apart of you think about if for more than point three of a second; grounder culture developed in less than a century and the world was irradiated with a special sort of only when plot-relevant radiation, okay-doke, if you say so.

I mean it's dreck; but it's highly watchable dreck. And I was shipping Clarke/Lexa and Abby/Raven, and Octavia was tiny and furious, and what is Murphy's life, and I was having a good time. Then came the episode where Lexa died, and the fandom went into meltdown.

I have to admit, my reaction before I'd seen the episode was unsympathetic. I was surprised that people were surprised, because I thought Lexa's death had been telegraphed from, basically, space. Every scene she had in season three was either speculating about her death, or exposition about how her successor would be chosen. And then-- I was on the very periphery of the fandom, so I guess people felt like they were on a promise that Lexa wouldn't die, and from my outsider perspective it looked like overzealous spoiler protection met wishful thinking in the worst of ways; other people think it was more cynical, and that's fair, but in fandom as in real life, I like to assume incompetence before malice.

But then I actually saw the episode, and Lexa's death couldn't have been more the dead lesbian trope if it had tried. I'm at the right age that Tara from Buffy is my go-to example of bury your gays, and the most offensive thing about Lexa's death to me was its pointed similarity to something that first offended me twelve years ago.

And I was annoyed, because it was a bit on the nose, especially from a show that had been courting both viewing figures and headpats for having a girl/girl main couple, but it wasn't a dealbreaker. I liked Lexa, and have spent a good few weeks searching for Clarke/Lexa fixit fic that doesn't read like it was written by a tween, or give me second hand embarrassment and make me want to apologise to the Fear the Walking Dead fandom at large; why is a straight-up canon AU so hard to find? But I still wanted to watch the show.

Right now the thing I hate most about the AI plot is that I don't hate the AI plot. The chick who plays Raven is knocking it out of the park; it makes the factoid about the commander's spirit more than a dangling thread from that terrible killer gorilla episode; and it ties Jaha and the city of light into the main story, a sideplot I'd previously assumed was only still ongoing because Jaha's actor had incriminating photos of the network muckity-mucks and couldn't be fired.

It's still dreck, but highly watchable dreck.

-I feel like there should be word in German for when a lesbian gets suckered into watching a show because there will be lesbians in it, and I feel like it should be a synonym for that feeling when you know you're being played but can't stop yourself from walking right into it.

On that note, I watched this week's episode of Once Upon a Time.

I haven't watched OUaT regularly since season three, and the last episode I watched was the one where Ruby and Mulan met. I tuned in this week because it was being touted as the one where Ruby and Mulan would get together.

Obviously, I was surprised when Ruby and Mulan did not get together, Mulan wasn't in the episode for more than five minutes, and Ruby got a female love interest in the form of Dorothy (of the Wizard of Oz fame).

I mean, it's awesome that OUaT has finally made it explicit that same-sex couples get true love too, Ruby's actress really sold me on her feelings, and I loved that they really went for it with the kiss; tbh, I'd been half expecting true love's awkwardly protracted hug.

But mostly I'm just confused. The show's been getting pressure to include a same-sex couple since forever. For the sake of avoiding arguments let's stick a pin in Emma/Regina and agree that it was always going to be a background couple. Mulan/Aurora were set up perfectly to be that couple, but the show dropped the ball spectacularly badly and were left with the unfortunate implications of the only implied non-straight character on a show about true love being sent off to be forever single in the woods. So Mulan was brought back and introduced to Ruby, which tbh even then smacked of: what unattached tertiary female character can we throw at Mulan? Only for Mulan to barely be in the episode where Ruby gets her happy ending with another, even more random, female character.

I mean, maybe Mulan's going back to DunBroch to makeout with Merida, but somehow I highly doubt it. And if she's not I would love someone who was in the room at the time to talk us through the decision tree that led us to Ruby/Dorothy, mostly because I want to see if they could do it without hinting at studio interference or admitting racism.
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I know, it's tiresome when someone doesn't post for months and the first thing they say is, gee, I haven't posted in months, but.

I stopped doing the monthly books posts because I haven't been reading enough to justify them. I've been living in the doldrums somewhat, and haven't really been up for much more than reblogging things on tumblr and hitting the next episode button. Actually, there's probably a post in me about that time I binge watched two and half seasons of The 100 just in time for the fandom to crash and burn in the most spectacular fashion.

But in the meantime, books. This is basically everything I've read since New Year.

When We Were Animals - Joshua Gaylord
Aurora - Kim Stanley Robinson
The Library at Mount Char - Scott Hawkins
The Heart Goes Last - Margaret Atwood
The Guest Room - Chris Bohjalian
Black Widow - Chris Brookmyre
The Madness of Lord Ian Mackenzie - Jennifer Ashley
Black Dog - Caitlin Kittredge
A Slip of the Keyboard - Terry Pratchett


When We Were Animals is about a town where every fourth weekend the adults and children shut themselves up while the teenagers run naked in the streets like animals. I guess I wanted magical realism or actual werewolves, and instead I got some kind of purge-like extended metaphor about adolescence. Blah.

Aurora is a pretty traditional sf story about a generational spaceship sent out to colonise another planet. Except the central premise of this one is that there are only two types of planets out there, ones inhospitable to all life, and ones inhospitable to human life, and as the Earth is the only place in the universe where we could possibly survive we should probably stop fucking it up, a message of which I approve.

I was skeptical about The Library at Mount Char, the blurb said it was about a bunch of orphans being raised by a mysterious ~magical father figure, so far so by the numbers. But, no, it was actually brilliant. It was brutal. It was like, imagine you were the apprentice of an uncaring God, but never realised it. My favourite thing that I have read so far this year by far.

The Heart Goes Last has an interesting enough premise. There's a capitalist dystopia (the best of the dystopias), organ harvesting, mind wipes, and living sex dolls; it's absurd and disturbing and well done, and I couldn't really get into it because all of that was wrapped up in a book about mildy awful people and their mildly awful marriage, and I just don't care.

The Guest Room is set around a bachelor party where the strippers, who turn out not to be strippers but traffiked sex slaves kill their Russian handlers. It was much more nuanced and sympathetic than I was expecting based on the summary, and, actually, was really good.

Black Widow -- Brookmyre is a fav, and Paralabane used to be my favourite of his characters. But, really, I think it's time to retire him as a protagonist. I don't think Brookmyre has figured out how to write him in a post print journalism world, and saying that he's getting involved in all this crazy shit as a reaction against his life as a Buzzfeed style content generator just isn't working for me. It's lazy, and he's starting to suffer from author's-favourite syndrome.

The Madness of Lord Ian Mackenzie is a historical romance with a hero on the autistic spectrum, which from my totally not an expert, I cannot emphasise how little expertise I have perspective was very well researched and handled. Recommended.

Black Dog is about a girl hellhound, maybe I wanted more of a girl werewolf thing (it turns out that hellhounds and werewolves are very separate things where the id is concerned...) or maybe urban fantasy continues to not be in my wheelhouse. But, meh.

A Slip of the Keyboard is a collection of Terry Pratchett's nonfiction writing. And, like, I adore Pratchett's fiction, but I'm not sure he was prolific enough a nonfiction writer to justify this collection. It was, um, repetitive. I must confess though, that I teared up at him railing against the Alzheimer's and the continued illegality of assisted dying in the UK. Still, I feel like pretty much everything Pratchett had to say, he said best in Discworld.
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Agent Carter returned for its second season the other night.

Weirdly, given how much I'd loved the first season I wasn't too excited by the prospect of a second. I think it was that the show was stuck in will-they-won't-they renewal limbo for ages, and then when the second season was announced a lot of things that came out about it seemed to come from the mouths of people who hadn't been expecting to have to come up with a second season, and were panicking.

I wasn't too impressed by the change in location to LA. And while I wasn't particularly bothered by the absence of Angie (I did ship Peggy/Angie, but it was more jumping on board an active and cheerful femslash ship than actually feeling it in my bones, you know?), but it resulted in a lot of negativity among people I was following that left a bad taste in my mouth. And then the dreaded words - love triangle - were uttered.

So, it was with more antipathy than excitement that I watched the first two episodes of the season, which ultimately I liked much more than I had expected too.

Agent Carter 2x1 - 2x2 )

2015 Fic

Jan. 14th, 2016 08:09 pm
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So the upshot of my having been on a drinking holiday, and then recovering from my drinking holiday is that you get all my end of year memes well into January.

Living Arrangements (Agent Carter, Peggy/Angie, 3k, friends to lovers)
Angie almost says, 'I think Peggy and me are basically married, and I don't think she's noticed', just to see the look on Jarvis's face.

Live Next Door and Visit Now and Then (Game of Thrones, Sansa/Margaery, 2k, arranged marriage)
"And this is Margaery Tyrell--" Sansa reached back for Margaery’s hand; Margaery squeezed her fingers, which gave her the courage to finish "--my lady wife."

The Proposition (Game of Thrones, Dany/Margaery, 2k, marriage of convenience)
"And I'd be your queen?"

"Queen consort, I'd thought. The title's negotiable."


Because Girls Love Girls and Boys (Agent Carter, Peggy/Angie, 3k, soulmate mark AU)
Howard Stark and his bloody inventions.

(In which Peggy Carter has excellent teeth, the name Steven G. Rogers written on her skin, and Angie Martinelli.)


Young Hearts (the dangerous book for girls remix) (Merlin, Elena/Mithian, 13k, Hogwarts AU)
"This," grumbled Mithian as she clamped her hand over Vivian's mouth to forestall a ballad about Arthur's majestic conk, "is why I don't fancy anybody.

Elena caught her eye and grinned.


Nice Day for the End of the World (Person of Interest, Root/Shaw, 3k, zombie apocalypse)
"I'm checking you for zombie bites, Root, this isn't a striptease.

The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo (Game of Thrones, Sansa/Dany, 3k, soulmate mark AU)
Margaery Tyrell licked her thumb and rubbed at the lion on her breast, which smudged and faded in a way that Sansa's dragon never would.

The Do-Right (Agent Carter, Peggy/Angie, 5k, role reversal AU)
Angie's Ma really did think that her problem was that she just hadn't met the right guy yet.

Angie had been close with Captain America himself; she'd been friends with Bucky Barnes, and the rest of the Howling Commandos; there was Jarvis, and even Howard on his better days.

A lack of first-rate male specimens wasn't Angie's problem. Girls like Peggy Carter were her problem.


presque vu (Person of Interest, Root/Shaw, 3k, amnesia)
Erasing Asset Short Term Memory...

Meme questions )
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I went away without posting my final booklog of 2015, so.

Career of Evil is the latest and, I think, best installment in JK Rowling's Cormoran Strike series. It starts with Strike and Robin being sent a severed leg, and ends on the cusp of Robin's wedding to her bag o' dicks fiancé. I am slightly nervous that Rowling is teasing a romantic relationship between Robin and Strike; I do want Robin to leave Matthew, but because he's a bag of dicks, and because working with Strike is the life Robin wants, not for Strike himself. Plus, I just really like their Batman & Robin style friendship.

I finished Anne Leckie's Imperial Radch trilogy, and I join the chorus of people singing its praises. Also, I think authors of other SFF series should take note both of how quickly all the installments were published, and how the series wasn't dragged out ad naseum. I thought Ancillary Mercy was a brilliant example of how to resolve galactic scale plots on a much more intimate scale without leaving the reader feeling like they've been conned out of the plot resolution. I very much look forward to reading whatever comes out of Ms. Leckie's brain next.

After how much I'd loved The Brothers Sinister, I was so disappointed by the first installment of Courtney Milan's new series. I know Once Upon a Marquess is the first in what's to be quite a substantial series, and there was quite a lot of groundwork being laid, but honestly, the humour was forced and unfunny, the sex fell flat, the hero and heroine were barely caricatures, and the supporting characters were even more paper thin. For a book that was basically all setup for the rest of the series, there was nothing about it that made me want to read the rest of the the Worth Saga. A big, big let down.

A Night to Surrender by Tessa Dare was a bit more like it on the historical romance front.

For a change of pace, Fifteen Dogs by Andre Alexis is about a a bet between Hermes and Apollo that results in them giving fifteen dogs human like consciousness and seeing what happens. It sounds like it's going to be completely bonkers, but instead it's gorgeous, and utterly, utterly heartbreaking as all the dogs live out their lives burdened by consciousness.

All my 2015 books )

-Fifty-one books this year. Last year I was at seventy; in the years before that I'd been pushing three figures. I think fiftyish is a good number to aim to hold at. I think it's a sign both of having a good balance between reading and other hobbies, and having a less scary-awful commute. Maybe I'll shoot for fifty-two so I'm averaging a book a week.

-29 female authors to 13 male. I feel pretty good about this ratio. My most read authors of the year were Tana French and Tessa Dare.

-It's funny I think of myself as being a primarily SFF reader, but even taking the broadest possible definition of SFF, only eleven of my fifty-one reads were in the genre, about even with non-fiction, historical romance, crime, and general fiction, there's even a volume of poetry in there somewhere.

-In 2015 I got much better at abandoning books that weren't doing it for me, so there was nothing I really hated but forced myself to plow on with. It was a year of mostly fair to middling reads, with few standouts, but no book-meet-wall incidents.

-In 2016 I would like to give graphic novels a crack. I did read the first chunk of The Unbeatable Squirrel Girl before I wrapped it to give it to my sister as a x-mas gift, so that might be the place to start when enough time has passed that I can gracefully ask to borrow it back.

-My five best reads of the year were:
Carol by Patricia Highsmith
The Fair Fight by Anna Freeman
The Water Knife by Paulo Bacigalupi
Sorcerer to the Crown by Zen Cho
Zeroes by Chuck Wendig

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