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May 29, 2022
Heyyyy, my fic Out of the Woods just reached 20,000 hits as of...
Heyyyy, my fic Out of the Woods just reached 20,000 hits as of today! That’s so great! This is the 35th of my current 95 posted stories to have hit this milestone, and that’s so exciting! Thanks to any of you who have read it and liked it! <3333333333333333
May 26, 2022
May 18, 2022
thesadboisguidetolife:
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Shoutout to the problematic little elfs who need to get their shit together
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Get your shit together 😊
ALL OF THIIIIIIS!!!!
May 9, 2022
Classic mistake. Happens to me all the time.
Classic mistake. Happens to me all the time.
May 5, 2022
I got a little slice of writing done! Yay! I’m working on a sequel to Isosceles, featuring John and...
I got a little slice of writing done! Yay! I’m working on a sequel to Isosceles, featuring John and Sherlock going to LA to visit Corey! It’s just in the early stages but all plotted out at this point. I’m hoping it will be a fun one, low on the angst, but with a bit of spice. It’s a little over 2,200 words now!
pizzaback:
this is not an original take at this point but...
this is not an original take at this point but the fact that the child sex abuser is attempting to make a character attack against bodily autonomy by calling people “over educated” is so fucking telling. should be abundantly clear that these people ultimately want to sexually victimize as many vulnerable people as possible
American Republicans really just be trying THIS hard to be the most hateable human alive. Like is the prize money even worth it? Or what even is the end goal. I can’t even process hateability of this degree.
April 25, 2022
marta-bee:Continuing with my reread of the Silmarillion. I forgot how fascinating the Ainulindale is...
Continuing with my reread of the Silmarillion. I forgot how fascinating the Ainulindale is with my background in medieval philosophy. I mean, nothing much happens, the language is impenetrably lofty, but there’s some fascinating philosophy going on here.
More in a few days if I can find the mental energy, but briefly: why the heck would Iluvatar choose to create Ea indirectly, or even at all? What’s the point in going beyond the pure, perfect Song into a reality that can be mucked up so easily, let alone using imperfect instruments with a mind of their own? I think I have an answer of sorts, but I think I need to reread Letter #180 first, the whole discussion of sub-creation. It’s an intriguing take on the problem of evil at any rate.
No promises, but if I do decide to just keep reading I wanted to flag this as a fascinating question worth thinking about if you like this kind of thing.
Omg a fellow Silmarillion nerd!!! I’m totally that bitch who, when people tell me that they’re also Tolkien nerds, will go, “okay, but explain - in depth - your familiarity with The Silmarillion. House of Finwë genealogy, GO!” My mother had surgery recently and needed to stay still for a couple of weeks afterward, so although we’ve both read The Silmarillion many times (and she read me the entire Lord of the Rings when I was little), we’ve never read it together, so I’m currently reading it aloud to her, about one chapter per week.
Now, to your question: why would Iluvatar create Arda in the first place? For me it’s more a question of, why does any creator create? Why do writers write? Why do artists make art? I feel like it’s all the same source. Did Iluvatar just want to create beings to glorify Iluvatar? That’s not the impression I get from reading it, but just the joy of creating, together with the Ainur. Of all the creation myths I’ve ever read, the Ainulindalë is by far the most beautiful, but then, I’m also a musician, so of course I love it. :)
April 6, 2022
Heyyy, my second most recent story, Nocturne, just achieved its...
Heyyy, my second most recent story, Nocturne, just achieved its first 10,000 hits milestone today!! That’s so nice! This is a quiet story that deals with trauma resurfacing, a bit of hurt/comfort, and a lot of it takes place at night, hence its title. It’s the 64th of my 90 currently-posted fics to hit this mark, and it’s always super exciting! Thanks to all of you who have taken the time to read it! Extra thanks if you even liked it, haha! :)))
March 27, 2022
jobooksncoffee:
calaisreno:
First Line Writer GameI was t...
First Line Writer GameI was tagged by both @arwamachine and @helloliriels. Thank you!
My last 10 works and their opening lines:
Equinox: Happy families are all alike.A Chronic Condition: Sherlock Holmes is jealous.Accidental Magic: It sounds like a terrible case.No Such Person: “Did you talk to Harriet Watson?”We Remain: London is known for rain, not snow.The Real You: John knows Sherlock is ill even before he tells him.Prodigal Sons: Idiots, both of them.Blank Slate: Mary died before he could formally propose.A Chamber to be Haunted: There was no possibility of taking a walk that day.Synchronicity: He’s crossing Russell Square one day, thinking about his worthless life (so worthless, he can’t think of a single thing to say about it in the blog his therapist insisted that he start), when he hears a voice.I have an obvious preference for short first sentences. This goes all the way back to my first stories on AO3, so I suppose it’s part of my writerly style. Two of these (Equinox and A Chamber to be Haunted) borrow first lines from literature. The line from Equinox is the first line of Anna Karenina, and A Chamber to be Haunted uses the same line that begins Jane Eyre.
Am I in a rut? Are there better ways to begin a story? I like a short sentence; it gives the reader questions, invites them to read.
I’d like to tag a couple, though they may already have been tagged: @therealsaintscully @jobooksncoffee
Thank you to the very talented @calaisreno! As I don’t yet have ten stories posted on AO3, I’ll throw in some WIPs
• Will You Take Me Home? Rosie kept looking up towards the doors of her school auditorium filled with students, their science projects displayed on tables, and their parents for the school’s Annual Science Fair.
• The bowels of London. “Hey there sweetie, you again? You looking for some companeee?” she slurred.
• Security Blanket He didn’t know why he had taken it.
• Not Involved. Mycroft put down the phone and went back to his treadmill.
• The Beard “…But it doesn’t work like that!! You know it, you have to come to the Yard and fill out that paperwork!!
• Following the (Silver) Fox “Those things will kill you,” said a voice in the darkness.
• The Necessity Oh that tall glass of water, gorgeous.
Three WIPs
• Three Years: Scared, alone, cold—after everything, after all that time, all that work, still scared, still alone, still cold.
• We’ll Always Have Vasteras: Sherlock was tired, hurt and hungry.
• Title to be determined: John held his hat in his hands nervously.
Please anyone who would like to, join in! I will tag @loveismyrevolution, @elwinglyre , @totallysilvergirl , @cumbercurlygirl @discordantwords , @silentauroriamthereal @chriscalledmesweetie @greenapricot , @nade2308 , @fellshish , @annecumberbatch
Oh, cool meme! Thanks for the tag, @jobooksncoffee!
1. Sherlock squints across the narrow, wobbling table and wishes for the seventeenth time that some idiot from behind the bar would come and shore it up with a wedge of serviettes or else just make the floor level, or whatever it would take to keep the thing from swaying precariously every time he forgets and puts his right elbow down onto it again. (Cupid’s Venom)
2. It starts with an event that takes John completely by surprise. (Nocturne)
3. John has a secret. (The Secret of Hazel Grange)
4. Interesting, that soldier fellow. He could be the making of my brother. Or make him worse than ever. Mycroft purses his lips and moves the cursor back to the start of the surveillance video, beginning it at the precise moment where John Watson rushes forward and begins to beat his brother to a bloody pulp. (Two lines on that one! This is the opening of Sine Nomine)
5. “The National Defence of Traditional Marriage Coalition,” Sherlock reads aloud. He already sounds contemptuous, John thinks. Sherlock puts the pamphlet down. “What the hell is that?” (Technically that’s three lines, but they’re short! From The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse)
6. When the text comes, John closes his eyes and sighs. (Rebuilding Rome)
7. It starts with an email on a Tuesday afternoon sometime in April. (Isosceles)
8. They’re drinking tea in front of the fire one afternoon when Mrs Hudson comes up, her step a little heavier than usual to Sherlock’s ear. (Home for Christmas)
9. PS. I know you two, and if I’m gone, I know what you could become, because I know who you really are. A junkie who solves crimes to get high and the doctor who never came home from the war. Well, you listen to me: who you really are, it doesn’t matter. It’s all about the legend, the stories, the adventures…Mary’s words go on, but somehow John stops listening. (More than one line there, too, but it was for the quote! From The Bells of King’s College)
10. It initially began as concern, though Sherlock wondered even then if the excuse weren’t a little thin. (In the Still of the Night)
There you have it! Tagging: all of you who write. :)
president-voldemort:
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Gonna be AWKWARD if he wins. Which he should NOT.
A Benedict Cumberbatch acceptance speech referencing toxic masculinity would be apropos.
He won. Why aren’t they booing him? Asshole’s crying and making himself a victim because he’s a protector. Bullshit arrest him.
Exactly this. Benedict, whose win would have been fully deserved, would have talked about toxic masculinity and the problems it causes. Apparently Jada, who is a FIERCE, stunning woman, is going through alopecia. Chris Rock’s humour tends to be edgy but not outright cruel, so I sort of doubt he knew that. Regardless, there were a million other ways that Will could have handled that, starting with maybe asking Jada if she wanted him to do anything and/or how. Will apologized to the Academy but not Chris, he talked about shining light and love but didn’t openly acknowledge his own utter failure to do exactly that. His win sullies the award and sullies the women whose story he was supposed to be representing (and that alone is a whole other thing to unpack). I know the vote had already been decided, but I’m just saying that if my boy Benedict had won - or the class acts who are Denzel Washington or Javier Bardem, or the sweetheart who Andrew Garfield seems to be, this distasteful act wouldn’t have been compounded with an award. Ugh.
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