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raven ([personal profile] raven) wrote2009-11-06 05:35 pm

inside a dog it's too dark to read

Today, the internet have been talking about their hobbies. At least, my bit of the internet have - they've been talking about stuff they knit, crochet and sew, the hand-made cards they're hoping to do for Christmas, the astonishing cakes they can bake. I was thinking omg, I wish I had a hobby. (I'm even wearing a necklace my partner's mother made for me. O hai, artistic inadequacy.)

Then I remembered I write approximately a novel's worth of fanfiction a year, and felt better.

(It's a shame, though, that I can't make people things, but I suppose I could - I put drabbles into the birthday/festival cards of everyone who would appreciate it. In fact, I may do this, if I send any end-of-year cards this year.)

Three fic-related things, while I'm thinking about them:

1. [livejournal.com profile] yuletide sign-up is finally done, polished, dusted, and I hope that's it and I won't have any more last-minute realisations that I've forgotten something or I've misspelled something else (and omg, my recipient will think I'm a moron o hai paranoid interior monologue) or I've suddenly discovered a passion for, I don't know, RPF. (I think this is unlikely, but I redid my signup with six minutes to spare last year, so. You know.)

2. I have a fic in progress. It is a fic I have had in progress for a long time. It is a Harry Potter fic, about Hermione, and I've been writing it all this time because I really wanted to write a personal development story about a female character, and have it be good, because it was dawning on me that within the fandoms I write in, I don't do this enough.

But it would make sense, if I'm going to finish it before, er, January, to write it and post it before the [livejournal.com profile] yuletide assignments go out. I don't know if I can manage this, but now I've written it down that I want to, maybe I will. Yes.

(Oh! Quick-hit: The Supervisor's Tale, by [livejournal.com profile] a_t_rain. I meant to rec this at the time and completely forgot, although I did mention it to a lot of people - in brief, it's an adorable, touching story of Hermione writing her thesis with McGonagall as her supervisor, written for [livejournal.com profile] femgenficathon. It's just lovely.)

3. And lastly, a meme, nabbed from [livejournal.com profile] thistlerose, partly because I iz sheep and partly because I love fic commentaries, reading and writing, and I never have the time to do full-length ones any more.

Pick a paragraph (or any passage less than 500 words) from any fanfic I've written, and comment to this post with that selection. I will then give you a DVD commentary on that snippet: what I was thinking when I wrote it, why I wrote it in the first place, what's going on in the character's heads, why I chose certain words, what this moment means in the context of the rest of the fic, lots of awful puns, and anything else that you'd expect to find on a DVD commentary track.

Fic is under the fic tag or, barring the very last few stories, in memories and slightly better organised.

That's it. Must run, Taruithorn awaits.
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[personal profile] tau_sigma 2009-11-07 08:58 pm (UTC)(link)
You know, I was just thinking the other day how much I love that fic you wrote me for my birthday one year. The Doctor has still not turned up, but I have faith that, one day, he will. *g*

So yes, you can make things for people. Harder, though, to write things for people, than many other things.

I have recently started trying to make glass painting things for people, but a) I'm not great, and hate to give someone something that isn't perfect, and b) I get flaily about giving people presents that have obviously cost a decent amount of time/money in case they hate it. *sigh*

[identity profile] loneraven.livejournal.com 2009-11-10 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Wow, really? I had no idea you could paint on glass! Colour me impressed. (No pun intended, ohgod.)

And, hee, I am (still) very glad you liked that. I remember greatly enjoying writing it.

[identity profile] speccygeekgrrl.livejournal.com 2009-11-08 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
This is just my favorite part of an all-over brilliant story. Commentary plz?

Captain Kirk was walking down a corridor heading away from sickbay, and Doctor McCoy was shouting after him, and that was normal. Nyota held back, nevertheless; it seemed polite to wait till they'd quieted down before going through to the turbolift.

"Jim!" McCoy yelled. "Get back here! Don't you dare go off on another planetside mission and get yourself all banged up when I'd only just finished fixing you up the last time!"

"Bones," Kirk said, stopping, "will you shut up, it's not..."

"One of these days you're going to get yourself killed!" There was a brittle edge to all the yelling today; Nyota noted; a slight cracking in the vowels. "And then Spock will be the captain, and then he and I will kill each other, Jim. They will find us dead because we have killed each other over a difference in semantics. And then Chekhov will die of a broken heart, and Lieutenant Uhura will be left to carry the news to Starfleet and they will have her ritually executed and it will all be your fault!"

Kirk spread his hands. "Bones, you are being ridiculous."

"So are you!" McCoy was building up steam again. "Sometimes the captain doesn't have to be on every away mission going! Sometimes he stays with the ship! Sometimes it's positively traditional that the captain stays with the ship! Somewhere nice and safe where he can have his vaccinations and not get shot at by psychotic tree people!"

"They weren't tree people, they were photosynthesising humanoids!" Kirk snapped back. "And I tell you what, if I get banged up this time, you don't even have to fix me up, how about that?"

"Yeah, I do," McCoy said, quietly, and went back to sickbay.