Victoria

Draft finished and sent, complete at 21,714 words. EEEEEEEE!

Leaving for DC now. Probably incommunicado 'til Sunday.

I love everything right now. EVERYTHING.

I JUST PASSED 20,000 WORDS!

Still got a good 2000 to go, though. Boo.

EDIT: I now have like eighty tabs open about pelvic injuries. I could write a fucking paper on the subject, I think. Why did I not do this research earlier? It's not like I didn't know this was coming!

EDIT: I broke down and got a Dreamwidth, thanks to the awesomesauce bloody___reject, so add me! I'm trying to hunt people down, but I think many of you selected names that are not your lj names.

I'm rather unhappy with how Fur Fag turned out, but whatever. I got that bitch done and posted relatively on time. I was reading over it this morning and it's actually not as bad as I thought it was last night, so yay!

About to go fail an exam. I missed it earlier this week due to food poisoning, and now I don't remember anything I studied before.

Still haven't done my project for People Plagues & Pestilence that was due on Wednesday. I think I'm going to have to pull out of the Washington DC trip Anthro Club is taking this weekend to the Smithsonian, simply because I have too much to do this weekend in terms of homework. Blech.

As for SPN 4.20... I was kind of meh about it. I wasn't giving it my full attention, but I thought it was kind of boring. Not without its merits, but overall, I was kind of unimpressed. ♥ Misha though.

Right then. On to exam, then a few hours of working on Big Bang. I'm at 19,370 right now with a scene and a half to write for this draft (having cut three scenes). I wrote over 6000 words last night to finish the J2_everafter thing, so writing is pretty much the last thing I want to do right now.

Exam went surprisingly well, but then again it was an essay exam and those are so subjective. I'm never sure how much detail to go into.

Just booked my hostel bunk in DC for this weekend. I'm so excited! I haven't been to the Natural History museum since middle school! And since I don't drive, I can work my little heart out on homework in the car. However, this means we're leaving Ohio aroung 6:30 pm, so I'll have to finish and submit my Big Bang much sooner. LAAAAME.

Still can't decide on how to do the summary. I'm thinking I'll have that blurb I posted a few days ago, about silence and explosions or whatever, plus a second paragraph that's actually synopsis, i.e., "it started in med school, communication breakdown and inability to admit feelings, loving and being loved not mutually exclusive (yes, that is an Invisible Monsters reference--and dear god, I suddenly want a Sam/Dean AU of that, holy shit), agree to end it when wives and kids get involved, everythingokay 'til somebody admits love, everything goes to shit, happy ending. Also: ANGSTFEST 2009." I.e. WORST SUMMARY EVARRR.

Can't say I found SPN 4.20 all that interesting. Sorry, Castiel. Sorry Show. Sorry fangirls.

Anyway. FIC!

title: Come on, fur fag, we've got a world to save
pairing/characters: J2, with added CMM, Kristen Bell, and Kripke
rating: PG-13 (for language)
word count: 8400
notes: written for j2_everafter, loosely based on Hocus Pocus. I didn't think I was going to get this done at all, so please forgive any errors you might find. Featuring furry jokes, pussy jokes, and Chad.

I'm fairly sure this is up there as the worst things I've ever written. But I guess it's funny, so who cares!

summary: Honestly, Jared’s just trying to do this one simple thing. He’s pledging a frat and his Big Brother wants him to go get some old book from some old doctor’s house up at the old TB ward off campus. Fine. No big. Jared’s down with that. Except then he meets the talking cat and things get completely out of hand.

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( It’s a lovely spring day, and Jared knows Kristen thinks he’s an idiot of the first water. He’s strangely okay with it. )

I'm having WAY more trouble writing this fucking summary for Big Bang than I ever had writing the story itself. And that is certainly saying something.

The real story is always in what you don't say, but eventually all that silence fills you up and then something breaks. Maybe everything breaks. Brokeback Mountain with scalpels.

Which, obviously, says ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.

Also, Jesus Christ, how in the fuck did Brock Kelly manage to shove his way into this story? No, seriously. He's Seth Vincennes's leading man.

*facepalm*

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A couple of recs (one new, one quite old)

Heroes:
Scraps by mint_amaretto. Noah/Elle, Sylar/Claire mentioned. Adult.
He needs her just as much as his apple pie life and perfect family.

Run, don't walk to read this. This is the most chilling, in-character Elle I've ever read. Noah is perfect. Everything about this is amazing.

Supernatural:
Flood of Water by sevenfists. Sam/Dean. NC-17.
Fanfic cliche #37: Character X turns into a woman! Uh, this is not a comedy.

This is an old one I just stumbled across last night. It's spectacular. Girl!Dean. Just... spectacular.

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EDIT: OMG, SOMEBODY WROTE BASEBALL J2 FOR J2_EVERAFTER. I HAVEN'T READ IT YET, BUT I DON'T EVEN CARE IF IT'S BAD. I NEED TO LAY DOWN.

Just a little snippet thing I did HERE for comment_fic today. It's quite weird. Um, implied fellatio?

( SPN, Dean/shapeshifter!Dean, you are so fucked in the head )

To celebrate being on the cusp of finishing my BigBang, and because I have time to do this now...

MEME!

The first SEVEN people to comment in this post get to request a drabble of any pairing/character of their choosing from me (word prompts are good too). In return, they have to post this in their journal, regardless of their ability level.

Heroes, SPN, J2, Veronica Mars, Dollhouse

Big Bang 2009 Progress!

 

19149 / 20000 words. 96% done!

THAT'S RIGHT, BITCHES. HOME STRETCH.

Five scenes left to write, per the outline. I think I'm just going to do three of them for now and do the others after I submit the draft.

Now, for a summary that goes "You! Artist-type! Pick this story!" while doing the fic justice. Good thing I've had a title for this thing for months.

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ETA: It's now 8 am and I haven't been to bed yet. Whoops.

My air conditioner in my room is SCREAMING. Please, don't let it be the motor going bad. I don't want to have to put in a maintenance request, wait a week, have to clear everything away from the wall where that window is, have maintenance guys tromping through my room whenever they please.

I hate that period of a few days where my legs are stubbly but the hair is still to short to wax again. It's finally gorgeous here and I have to wear jeans. Laaaaame.

I seem to have somehow strained my right elbow area. It's especially the triceps, but it hurts on the ulnar side of the joint, too, so I don't know. It hurts to extend my arm (flexing doesn't hurt at all, of course). This is making typing somewhat difficult.

I'm actually pretty excited about Heroes tonight. I'm totally unspoiled except for ( spoiler! ). Nathan has really grown on me this volume and I don't want him to die... but then again, he almost dies at the end of like every season, so whatever. It's the Heroes way to nearly kill Nathan Petrelli.

Anyway, back to writing. If I didn't have an exam in my 3 o'clock on Wednesday, I would skip the class today (haven't missed yet this quarter). *buckles down*

spn_gossip, I wish I knew how to quit you.

It's been so long since I've been really, properly drunk that I'm having a hard time writing a drunk scene. And I've never been angry, devastated, and stupid while drunk, so it's even harder.

WHY AM I SO MADE OF FAIL?

Oh, and a rec. I'm sure everyone and their mom has rec'd this on your flist but FOR GOOD REASON, OKAY?

A man with his insides out and outsides off by britomart_is. Sam/Dean. NC-17.
They say there are only two stories in the world: man goes on a journey, and stranger comes to town.

It's hard to get your brain around it at first, and I think need to read it again before I feel I've absorbed it enough to comment and all, but it's just fantastic.