amand_r

1. The computer died. I am writing to you from the new one, Toshiko Toshiba, Mistress of the Dark Computer Arts.

a. This means that everything is actually trapped on my old hard drive, including the stories i owe three of you. I have to get ahold of a serial hard drive case, and when I do, I can access the giant vag in the center of the earth files again. I might just have to start those stories over in the meantime.


2. I need german food recipes! I am having the buds over for dinner, and i want to make spaetzle! I cannot get good brats here, sadface. But I was thinking I might try the strip district for some rabbit! Anyone have anything German to recommend?

3. As announced on twitter, I shall be writing a YA novel that is a steampunk vampire rip-off of The Color Purple called, "The Color Vortex" or possibly "The Vortex purple." It might also involve a Danny Glover robot that says "I'm too old for this shit."

Really, most of this stupid shit is on my twitter. If you ever feel the nee to talk to me during the day about lame shit, I'm cerebralcutlass.

4. ALSO--even though I am behind on the stories, I am still sending out the cookies soon! SO! IF YOU WOULD LIKE SOME GINGERNSNAPS OR GARAM MASALA CHOCOLATE GINGERBREAD, AND A LITTLE FICLET, PLEASE SEE HERE: Amand-r's Frabjous Writing Promo. The ficlets are supposed to be 500 words, but as you can see from the first one, I kind of discard that sometimes. BUT 500 WORD MINIMUM!

The first story was for lilian_cho, and was called Registry, inspired by her starter sentence of, "It's not like there's a Chinese gay kama sutra."

5. Soon I shall watch the second half of Torchwood Miracle Day. And then, even thought I have been discouraged with fandom lately, I shall open the las.

6. Highlander peeps, I have not forgot you! Not having the templates on hand makes life slightly more pissy, but I know how to cut and paste, so I'll steal them soon. Sign ups start tomorrow, I think!

1. What's with Family Guy's Conway Twitty thing? It started with short clips, and now 7.13 had a whole performance of "I See The 'Want To' In Your Eyes". Not that I didn't LOL, but what up with this? Did Seth MacFarlane get the rights to all Conway Twitty's music or something?

2. The drawback to CLEAN ALL THE THINGS in my house is that I don't want to write. Why does this happen? It happens when I have a shitload of things to do, that's for damn sure. Wholas, kinky krimmas, the twfemfic fest, about six original fic things to do, plus that charity book thing (NO I HAVEN'T FORGOTTEN, TWITTER PEOPLE). I need something to jumpstart my ass. OH AND ALSO I HAVE THAT SEASON OF TORCHWOOD WOT I BE DOING. JESUS.

SOMEONE KICK ME IN THE ARSE.

3. My fried egg fu is sufficiently warmed up, so tonight it's stout and cheddar rarebit with fried eggs and the old stand-by, carrots and leeks. Oh carrots and leeks, why can't I quit you? I am using balsamic vinegar again instead of red wine vinegar.

4. My kid is in preschool! She started Monday, and so far so good.

5. This year she wants to be Snow White for Halloween. See Mander drive from one store to another.

6. I SEE THE 'WANT TO' IN YOUR EYES.

7. Ever look at all your junk and become filled with the urge to see how much of it you can sell? Because I think that might be my new hobby.

8. Writing a short story about a unicorn showing up on a midwest farm, and it's not going to have a happy ending. But all this urban or modern fantasy, I have no idea who takes it. My horror is not going over well with the horror markets. All my rejections are like, "This is good, but it's not us. Do you have anything more us?" It's enough to make a girl turn to poetry. Which, oh hai quiet passion.

9. I keep all my books that I'm currently reading stashed about the house in places. I have, at any given time, about 8 of them, and sometimes I substitute more when I get in a new pulp crap thing that I'll do in three days (or hours). So I finished Wharton, and picked up The Abridged Tale of Genji, like a responsible reader. Then I got waylaid by The Murder of Biggie Smalls. BUT THEN I GOT WAYLAID BY LKH'S NEW ANITA BLAKE BOOK. OH MY GOD IF MY READING HABITS WERE A NASDAQ CHART, IT WOULD LOOK LIKE BLACK MONDAY. With any luck I can skim my way through LKH and back into Biggie and then into Genji and the Burroughs I cracked the other day.

10. Okay, I just want to state for the record that I find it humourous, given the general attitude that the lyrics of Death Row records used to have re: the police, that they would only hire off-duty cops for their security. On one hand it's heartening, because it shows that it's possible to believe in the corruption of some of the police dept and still believe in their abilities or that some of them are good. On the other hand it's lol.

11. I have a mental image of Jack teaching Lois, Maggie and Robert how to lindy hop after hours in the atrium, to this song. They all have their shoes off, and they're goofing off in their stocking feet in the atrium. Gwen and Dee are in their offices pretending they don't hear. But they do. Gwen gives in, but Dee puts her head phones in and listens to Barry Manilow. BEANS AND CORNBREAD.

The first TEN people to comment in this post get to request ~something~ of any pairing/character of their choosing from me. In return, they have to post this in their journal. If you absolutely can't write, you can offer drawings or icons or something instead (meta? picspams? reasons why that character/pairing rocks/doesn't rock?).

They will be fics. They have to fit in the comments to this post, man. You don't have to repost to request. Any of my listed fandoms. Awwww yeah.

So, yet another story finished. I keep this up, I'll be finished with all my obligations by…next Sunday. BRILLIANT! WHAT COULD POSSIBLY GO WRONG?

( Let's do the countdown, shall we? )

I feel I have accomplished a lot today and I haven't even slept yet. Sleep gives you cancer, man, everybody knows that.

1. I HAD THIS QUEER FEELING IN MY SOUL, AS IF THOUSANDS OF, NO MILLIONS OF SOULS CRIED OUT IN TERROR AND WERE SUDDENLY SILENCED, AND I REALISED THAT I DIDN'T HAVE AN LJ ENTRY.

2. delicfcd, who is not on my flist (that should probably be remedied) has topped me in the BEST LINKAGE OF PHOTO AND QUOTE EVAR when she pulled Stephenson's Snowcrash together which a photo of the Spetsnaz. FUCK ME, PEOPLE. THAT SHIT IS FUCKED UP.

3. All my pants are too big, they fall down low on my hips and then you can't see my lovely ass. I think it's time for new pants.

4. I'm starting to run. Well, walk really really really fast. It's fun. When I do it, MY HANDS ARE LIKE BLADES. And then the ladies in the park flye from me (that sometime me did seeke). Vivi loves it: she loves to run and run and run, screaming, "OKLAHOMA OKLAHOMA OKLAHOMA OKLAHOMA OKLAHOMA." If you get that movie reference I'll write you a drabble of your choice right in the comments.

I need to see that movie again.

5. I BOOKED MY HOTEL ROOM AT HUB3. I WAS ALL, "SOOOOO CHEAP!" AND THEN I REALISED IT WAS POUNDS. DAMN YOU. Well, actually, compared to when I stayed in Toronto or Chicago, it's not bad at all. I even sprang for the breakfast thing, because I sense that will be the only time I actually eat something that isn't fermented and comes in a glass or bottle.

6. BLUE-BLEU!!!!! AGENT JOHNSON IS GOING TO BE THERE! If Alice was going to be there too, I would be all, "GET YOUR ASS ON A PLANE. THE COE GODS (ON)DEMAND IT!"

7. So Foxy called me this morning from the GDL panel and I got to be in one of those surreal moments when you hear everything going on, but it was basically GDL mumbling in his adorable welsh vowels. I might have squeed. Then 30 minutes later Lifty called me and started his PC Andy routine, but I was laughing so hard I could only make out that he was asking me something about breasts. Lifty-licious, the reason that I was a total dweeb on the phone was that I bowled over by the sexy.

8. Also last night, Foxinator called and we chatted, and I think I might have agreed to be her roomie for D*C next year, WHICH IS AWESOME. PLAN FOR THE NEXT ONE WHILE YOU'RE STILL AT THE CURRENT ONE. She wants to actually stay at a Con hotel next time, and I can't blame her. OTOH, she is staying at the weekend HQ of Black Gay Pride, so that is pretty cool, too.

9. I washed my face, but it still feels scrotty.

10. OMG lionessblack and I started writing our Big Bang this week, on Sunday, I think. WE ARE NOW AT 8,000+ WORDS, AND THEY ARE ALL FUCKING BRILLIANT (except for that one word, the typo.) I LOLED SO EFFING HARD. MUPPETS TAKE MANHATTAN, PEOPLE.

11. SOMETIMES IS FEEL LIKE I SHOULD GIVE UP AND JUST PERMANENTLY LOCK DOWN MY CAPSLOCK KEY. PEOPLE. I LOVE THE CAPSLOCK.

1. Gun porn moment: The New Kahr P380. Yeah, small, better for concealed carry, but what about the recoil? The last Kahr I test-drove packed more punch than a .45. And also: The Glock 22 RTF .40. RTF=ROUGH TEXTURE FRAME. I think I might be a little in love. Just a smidge. Glock had to invent a new word for the texture: "polymids". Oh Glock, don't ever change. Still, too big, probably for my hand or concealed carry. But: Glock!

Yes. I might have purchased the Combat Handguns magazine at the store. And also Special Weapons for M&P. What?

NO NO WAIT. Y HALLO THAR, LOVER. I don't even know what I would DO with it, but I want it. I want it badly. IT LOOKS LIKE THE LASSITER, FROM FIREFLY.

2. ithildyn has asked a few hard questions, and I aim to answer them in a convoluted manner!

1. If you write fic, do you ever feel as if you need to go with popular fanon when you write or do you stick to canon as you see it as much as you can?
2. As a reader, do you prefer to read fic with familiar fanon content, or do you prefer more canonical fic?
3. What are some fanon/canon things in your fave fandoms? Which ones do you hold true in your personal fanon canon and which ones make you twitch?

( Well, shit. )

3. I HAVE COUNTED TO THREE SO MANY TIMES IN THIS POST I DON'T KNOW WHAT NUMBER I'M ON.

4. I cut mah bangs. I cut them too short and am now sporting some ( freakish Amelie haircut here. )