I've locked up for the time being.

ETA 12-8-07: I don't know when or if I'll re-open the fic. I'd still like to in theory because fic should be there to be read and I hate having it locked, but in practice I've grown used to the ease of having it locked.

( Policy for the time being is this: )

  And finally, I love my flist.  I read it every day and you guys make me laugh and go clutch and give me joy.  I love knowing the little pieces of your lives.  When I'm away or can't check my flist, there's something missing, that background hum of comfort, like white cotton on the line in summer and freshly cut grass, or like tea in the winter (ok, and spring, summer, and fall if you're me). 

Current Mood: Divna

This is a rec. I need you to feel my enthusiasm here because my brain is kind of still out there, somewhere else, mapping the byways of the stars. Ichor by lobelia321. This fic is scary smart, and it's like John in that the language of it - the style - is distant and holds you at bay, and like the mind-hive of the wraith because it's consuming and burns you, and then there's salt, too, and unexpected beauty. It's alone and stark, like the volcanic island on which it's set, and there's more togetherness here than in the most romantic of romances, because this is a love song, a hymn of communion. I adore love songs. This one sings of the wraith and John and the great eddies of the universe, invisible, onto which, contrary to all common sense, you can splay the palm of your hand and press.

If you want to know what it's about, it's about John crash landing onto a desert island with a wraith. How they survive. There is sex. It is not McShep. There is no Rodney in this fic. It was conceived pre-Todd. Read it, or don't, but know about it, at least. Fic like this should exist in a fandom to underpin everything else. I love this fic something unholy. It's controlled. Thirty thousand words of tight.

( excerpt )

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Current Music: Muse - Glorious

The Shrine: I could say lots but there's no need. Others speak for me. So I have just this to say - how beautiful is my city? CITY! I love Atlantis. At night, lit up, she is anqelun, beloved.

( Recs: runpunkrun, hestia_lacey, shaenie, and a book rec )

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Current Music: James Newton Howard - Listening To Celia's Heart

Does anyone have a copy they'd be willing to share of Civil War by Guns N' Roses? Because I am a moron and deleted my copy (which I've been transferring from computer to computer since Napster days) a few months back when I was cleaning out my computer, and now I've got a genuine hankering to hear it. It won't stop going through my head.

Rec: Ok, so if you're interested, you've already read or bookmarked this fic because I've seen multiple recs for it, but it bears repeating because I really enjoyed it. You should read cathalin's Big Bang fic, The Price that Life Extracts. It's quiet and deceptively calm, like an ocean surface with riptides underneath. It's about them, the between of them rather than the things around them. It's about hope rather than joy, hope rather than sorrow, and if you've been on my flist for any length of time, you know that that's one of my very favorite themes for fic.

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To both reccers and writers, and, okay, anyone who wants to offer an opinion:

Do you think that if you rec a fic, it would be a good thing to point it out to the writer of that fic?

As a (fledgling!) reccer, I feel weird doing that. Like I'm saying somehow that I did you a favor that you should be aware of, even if that's not at all what I mean. I didn't do it for you the writer, after all. And I don't need you to know I did it.

Except:

As a writer, dude, I want to know. I love it when someone drops me a comment saying, "hey, rec'd this in my journal." I love it when people who ask to be friended tell me why, because it's always through recs (and 19 out of 20 times, if not more, that would still be painless_j at work with words a year or two old, which would be scary if it weren't so cool. *pokes PJ*). After I got my few first recs, I caught on and started saving them, just because they give a little glow. Yesterday as I posted some recs, I received LJ notification of busaikko's response to my comment on that fic, so I mentioned my rec but only because I was thinking of it just then, given the timing. And busaikko admitted the same thing about saving the recs. Which made me think about the issue in general, and here we are, oh wise f-list. What do you think?

Current Music: Radiohead - 03 How To Disappear Completely (still!)

1. I've given permission at dvd_commentary for any of my fic, SGA or HP. I said I'd unlock any Potter fic done, although if you want to do HP fic, you can probably already see it! Except Butter Mountain - that's stayin' locked, alas.

2. I can't wait for SGA BigBang. HP spoiled me for long fic, and SGA fics tend to be shorter. Suck me in, baby.

3. I'm also dancing with anticipation at reading shaenie's huge-ass fic once it's fully posted and once I've finished edits on a fic I'm working on.

3a. Dr McKay made me want to tear my hair out today as I edited because ARGH.

3b. So I listened to JFlan saying, "I love you Dr. McKay" a few times to make myself laugh.

4. Made mango/avocado salad, which is decent. The fruit this time isn't as good as it could be, and this is a salad that totally depends on the quality of the fruit.

I had a dry period with SGA recs. I don't think it was the lack of fic, but me. I always take a narcissistic view of these things - I think your mood, more than anything about a fic itself, colors your reaction to it. You can only read through your own filters. That's why my recs are always also narcissistic - because I can't say why I like something without talking about me and how it makes me feel or think. I don't know how you reccers who so marvellously only speak of the fic itself, and all its qualities, manage it. Anyway, then I looked at my bookmarked fic to rec, and there are a few more than I thought. I'm sure everyone who's interested has already seen these, but that's not the point. *g* ( So under the cut: )

Also: dvd_commentary? Equals awesome. You know why I like this? Because it's the ultimate in feedback, the ultimate in narcissism. I suspect that if you searched my journal for variations on the word narcissism, you'd find it to be one of my most commonly used words. Because LJ is my narcissistic place. So someone else writes about your fic, everything it means, because she loves it that much. How much better can it get? This is fandom at its core - not just the narcissistic impulse, but also the impulse to recreate, to maintain the cycle of expanding on a basic idea that already existed. Pseudo-academic commentary on fic which is a commentary on fanon which is a commentary on canon. God. I love it. Any fandom, have at it. I'm commitment-phobic, so I probably won't play, but you should. *sheepish*

ETA: You know those moments of music where something good suddenly slides into something that, for that moment, embodies what it is we seek in music, why you listen, translation of the mind? "How to Disappear Completely" has one of those moments at 4:55 into the song. Of course, it would mean nothing without the rest of the song leading you to it and back down, but the shift is there, and again at 5:24.

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Current Music: Radiohead - 03 How To Disappear Completely

I really keep meaning to read a fic I like and make a post about it immediately, not what I'm doing, which is read read read read, post, read read read. Because fic should be squeed over when the love is fresh and new, because that transmits itself into the words you write about a fic. *nod* I'm working on getting that into my schedule. From the last, oh, two weeks:

Madness in Spring by lucifers_toy. This'll break your heart, but in a good way. The writer has a delicate and sparing hand with words, so that what could have been an overwrought, emo story is beautiful, where sorrow and things lost take on the bright sheen of promise.

Into Matter by isagel. Yeah. So kind of a fucking fantastic fisting scene. It's all about the fisting, people. But it's not just the mechanics of it, not merely some random PWP. It's how way the writer draws you into John's brain (and Rodney's too) by his reactions to the mechanics. I have a fic of my own drafted and needing rewrites that has a fisting scene as well. Mine, though, isn't about the sex. This? Pure sex. In the sense that this breathes it onto your skin. I was actually totally ready to go edit my own fic right after reading this, not the fisting scene in mine, but just general edits because this fic is so alive. Only I had to go to work.

Be My Yoko Ono by kashmir1. AU in the best, most fun, cutest sense of the term. This is beyond charming, and if you've somehow missed it, go read it. John is a bike messenger; Rodney works in an office to which he delivers. You will laugh and duck your head in utter embarrassment and go "aww" and clutch and grin in all the right places, and end by feeling really good.

Harbinger by darsynia. A short one, but the way John feels about Antarctica, the parallels between desert and ice - sure to grab me. I imagine John felt exactly like that, and the writer captures it perfectly.

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Current Music: Bud Light radio commercial for the WIN

I'm sitting here eating platanos maduros that I made, and they are yummy. Despite my elusive sense of taste at the moment. The nice thing about them is that they have a lot of flavor on the taste buds themselves, not dependent on your nose.

Here's the song I'm listening to, or at least that I was when I uploaded it. La Salve, Savall Family. Who are geniuses, it goes without saying. But I will say it, in case you did not know. Jordi Savall's music has been my constant for about fifteen years, and it's one of the surest transports I have to ease my mind to a place of beauty, even when I'm too tired to work on the fic I'm immersed in. I'm not used to starting and stopping with my fic and am consequently rather nervous about losing the pulse of it before I find time/mental space to keep writing.

( Three Links to Fic I Enjoyed )

I'm getting into the fic sharing thing. There's a great selfish pleasure in talking about the things you love.

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Current Music: Pedro Estevan, Jordi Savall - Savall (A): La Salve

Sunday appears to be becoming my day to update. Maybe because it's the day I have the most brain.

So this is the sound of John Sheppard crawling across the floor, naked, to Rodney. Portishead & Tricky, Hell is Round the Corner. Appropriately, although I didn't realize it at the time, I got this song a short time ago from unamaga, from a fanmix she made called "manwhore." Nuff said.

Fic wot I enjoyed today: Late Night 101 by sardonicsmiley. Why? Because Rodney is the desired one here. *cough* and John is a whore Actually, as I was saying earlier to pir8fancier and perverse_idyll, I half believe John's asexual.

I made strawberry pie from fresh, local berries, and it is delicious. Also made strawberry soup (which is really just a rich, glorified smoothie - it's got heavy cream, cinnamon, a bit of sour cream in it). Am currently working on Moroccan ginger-cinnamon-honey-tomato chicken.

Also currently working on a new fic, but the first (and only) scene I've so far written kinda fried my brain (see second paragraph above). So we may not get any further today. Moral of this story: never start a fic with a sex scene, because it's really hard. I've done it before. The problem is that you're starting from point zero - there's no already written tension there to beef the scene up behind the scenes. It's all on your initial words, not anything you've already slowly built up. However. I firmly believe that the image of John Sheppard crawling on hands and knees across the floor can conquer all potential difficulties. *nod*

Lastly, Muse. Emo porn. Brilliant. I am so over my embarrassment at adoring them. They are my excess.

I was wrong, Muse isn't the last thing. I'm toying with the idea of opening up some of my posts. Not the HP fic, but posts like this one where it's fandom talk or fic links. It's a thought; we'll see.

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