karanguni: (JUDGE)
Day 9: Send feedback to two fannish people — they can be anyone you want. Done and done.

Day 10: In your own space, share your love for a trope, cliché, kink, motif, or theme.

Oh, I don't think you're ready for this jelly... /laughs Actually, that's not true! I'm a big fan of tropes and trope inversion, but I don't actually write a whole lot of it, which is something I'm hoping to change in the coming year.

Segue: in terms of writing, it's hard to look back and pick out patterns sometimes. I've been in fandom more than half my life at this point, and I've been creating for a vast majority of it. And as much as it sucks to watch the years tick by, what's fascinating - on a meta-level - is looking back at your own fannish history and seeing how you've changed. In some ways, it's deeply embarrassing - there's a lot of stuff in my journals that I want to lock or delete or bury deep in the ground - but there's also growth (as a human being, as a writer) and constancy (the more things change, the more things stay the same). I feel crazy lucky to be able to have the benefit of this kind of geological record of myself.

Meta aside - motif-wise, I can't escape from urban and structural landscapes. Just slapping on a "worldbuild is my kink" bumper-sticker isn't quite true: I love worldbuilding when I'm co-writing, but when I'm on my own I think it's the cityscape or the office-entity-scape that I like to poke at. The fuck-you-structural things. Of the stuff I've written, the one fic I love best is all about urban development; the one fic that AO3 loves best is a finance-firm AU.

It's enormous fun to play with the larger picture and see how that affects characters. I think it's why I deeply like characters like Rufus (FFVII) and Balthier (FFXII) and Gregor/Simon (Vorkosigan). They're all integral to or deeply affected by their superstructures: Rufus, by virtue of being Shinra, is the superstructure. Then there are structures themselves: the Turks, the Judges, ImpSec. Prince of Tennis is divided up into schools; Hikaru no Go and Rakugo Shinjuu are all set in and around some sort of association. Homestuck's 100 made up Structural Things, especially relationship structures, are why I've read a lot of fic in that fandom without caring much at all about the canon proper.

*g* I think I'm going to cut myself off before I keep ranting. Got a trope you love? Talk about it in the comments! I'd love to, uh, comment worldbuild...
karanguni: everyone loves a rich boy  (cilian MURPHY)
Another day of [community profile] snowflake_challenge. As part of it, I'm going to do my damnedest to comment on everyone's entries who are on my reading list. If you've dropped in recently and want to expand your circle, drop me a subscribe and I'll do the same.

Under cut: Le Guin's Left Hand.

Day 2: In your own space, share a book/song/movie/tv show/fanwork/etc that changed your life. )

On a separate note, I'm going to ping off of [personal profile] yhlee's Pay It Forward meme:

Let's start 2017 off in a positive way with a Pay It Forward meme. The first 6 people to comment (and more if I can manage it) will receive a surprise from me at some point in 2017 - anything from a book, a ticket, something home-grown or made, a postcard, absolutely any surprise! It will happen when the mood comes over me and I find something that I believe would suit you and make you happy.

(If you don't like surprises and would rather have something off a wishlist and/or some warning, let me know in your comment. The goal is to make you happy.)

If you can, post this in your own journal and pay it forward. Let's do more kind and loving things for each other in 2017, without any reason other than to make each other smile and show that we think of each other.


I would be more than happy to buy The Left Hand of Darkness (or one of Le Guin's short story collections featuring the Hainish Cycle; it's not that I don't like Earthsea - I've just never read it) - physical or digital - for someone as part of it.

Weerrrds

Jan. 21st, 2016 09:58 pm
karanguni: (Bebop SMOKING)
So, in an attempt to not be totally a shambles for [community profile] getyourwordsout, I'm keeping track of how much I'm writing drabbles in my RP as well. Which is a strange thing to do, since a) I've written in this format and with Elemental for so long it... barely even counts? It's as second-nature as breathing to me most days now, and having that other person around to both cheerlead and read in a zero-stress, not-here-to-impress mode is like having nuclear energy in an otherwise steam-powered era. That metaphor got away from me. Also b) since it's almost 100% original characters or iterations at this point, there's no fret. There's no plot, even though there is a lot of accidental plot. It's mindless self indulgence and

I realise that's utterly the point of something like this challenge: to general enough critical mass that I find myself at a point where I can declare the garbage heap a mountain of potential instead /grumbles

Still, it's hard – I've written most of my best fics when I was alone. And now I've got about... 0 personal time? I wake up, I do 15 minutes of stretches, I write in longhand, get breakfast, then go code for 8 hours. I get home, make dinner, optionally go to the gym, eat dinner, then watch tv with Boy for a few hours, bang out some RP on the side, and then fall asleep in a haze. Weekdays barely exist for me. Weekends are better, but a lot of it is recovering from the weekday.

Blathering )

Hurrah! You've made it through an entirely rambling post about mental health diagnositics, way too much personal information, and Aristotle. /o\ To think that post was supposed to be "I want more personal time in the evenings" and nothing more...
karanguni: because those are some happy drugs  (WATA you on boy?)
While I scribble endlessly at Endless Fic, allow me to distract you with that which has distracted me.



Layer Cake, 1:40 of Craig/Gambon drug-dealer con-man awesomeness with a side-serving of Tom Hardy as a double-firsts Cambridge cocaine cutter. WHY ARE YOU EVEN STILL READING THIS?

Narratively and thematically it's an in-between the Coen Brothers and Snatch. Surprise, surprise! Because Snatch was produced by Director Matthew Vaughn, also of Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels fame and - sort of/not really weirdly - Stardust. He's the reason why half this movie looks like amazing still photography.

I could make comments about how much I love the OST (STARSAILOR) asjklfjal and go on about dialects of English and how they make my head spin around in happy circles, but then I COULD PICSPAM LIKE THE SHALLOW, SHALLOW PERSON I AM RIGHT NOW:

You really really really really want to click this link. )

Please go watch this film as I expire on the cutting room floor of its goodness.
karanguni: (Bebop SMOKING)
Sudden urge to go back to my old school, attach myself to my teachers, and never let go. These people have changed my life in ways they - and I - can't even imagine. What I am is 50% part of what they made me. The rest is just what I did with that 50% in the time that's come after. How do I ever say good-bye to these people, now that some of the really important ones are leaving? It doesn't make sense. It doesn't compute. They've change the course of my life; it seems illogical to just float on.

Tell me your stories, guys? Who has changed your lives? Did you keep in touch afterwards, if you parted ways? Or did you keep quiet, your silence your sort of tribute? What did you say? Anon comments, as always, are on. ♥
karanguni: (BALTHIER beckons)
Hi guys! Because I have no soul, I'm selling myself and my services for the good of fandom and everything at this year's Sweet Charity auction. I'm up for two pieces of fiction (in a bunch of fandoms, including all of my major ones! and Rahm! WHAT HAPPENED TO MY OATH TO WEAN MYSELF AWAY FROM THIS FANDOM, I DO NOT KNOW, BUT HEY, IF THE WORDS FLOW, I WON'T BE TRIPPIN') and a layout/icon set/poster design, so if you have about 3 GPB to spare, I am a very valid economic stimulus option. :D :D :D Go clicky clicky and search for me under (surprise!!!) "karanguni".

Proceeds are going to RAINN, which is full of worthiness.

Also, I JEDI MIND TRICK all of you into pitching in and putting your very noble selves and services up as well! More people = more fic/goodies = more money to people who need it = MORE EXCELLENCE IN THE UNIVERSE.

♥ See y'all there. Auction's on the 28th - 31st of March, and you can sign up any time until then! It's not just fic and graphics - you can offer jewellery, art, cloth, food & drink, vids, and the ambiguous+ubiquitous "miscellaneous".

Feel free to shoot me questions about my offer in this post!

[edit] MEMETIME.

tell me something

I know that I know very little about all you amazing people on my flist - the things you care about, the matters that hit home, the way you live and sometimes even where you live. This post is open, and anonymous commenting is open -- go 'head, tell me a bit or piece of your story: post about why you're here on LJ, or what you fear the most, or just CHAT IN CAPSLOCK; tell me about the fandoms I'm not in that you want to share, or about the charities you'd support (like the one up there? :D?). I SEND ♥ OF INVITATION 'specially to those of you whom I don't cross-fandoms with very often! :D :D :D
karanguni: (try your LUCK)
Today all I did was run around doing work. Now I'm doing storyboards. This? Sucks. Storyboards. Work. No pay. Macs for lunch. That's not lunch. That's dumpster diving, except that you're paying to dive. DDDDDDDDD:

IN OTHER NEWS, finally set up the thing-where-I-collect-non-fiction-bits-of-useless-knowledge, aka [livejournal.com profile] bromatheon! If you're bored and want to listen to me ramble, feel free to stalk me creepily! :D

\o\ Tsengfic coming later in the depths of this night.
karanguni: (HOUSE kills)
Okay, right, so I wake up this morning after popping a couple of tabs of paracetamol last night, and mostly I just feel like I've been rolled over by a violently angry trucker. Repeatedly. I have to get on a plane in roughly one and a half days, so that's not looking too shiny. *rolls*

That said, might as well make someone else's day! :D [livejournal.com profile] paceus asked for a DVD commentary for Ho ho ho (Discworld). Here it is:

Things I do when low on sleep )

\o/ I am a pretty pathetic commentary writer for drabbles. *g* If anyone else wants one - for any fic, really - feel free to poke at!

Alternatively, if you feel like making a sick girl's day:
the fanficcers love meme, continued


[edit] While I'm in the meta mood, might as well do the 2008-fic-roundup thing that everyone else and their mother has probably done. 8D

The year in a couple of words )

(this goes out from under the cut, because people need the love:)

Things I love - again and again and again I have struck gold with the people I've met. It's insane - everyone seems to talk about fandom wank and such, but I've never encountered anything other than squee and constructive crit.

[livejournal.com profile] pere_chan: my most amazing Pere! I do not know if you are home to read this right now, but thank you so damned much. You went from being one of the first people that I felt comfortable squeeing with on AIM to being one of my closest friends outright. ♥ Your Batman art blows my mind away - your art in general blows my mind away - but not more than your generosity of spirit and optimisim.

[livejournal.com profile] dnatio_memoriae: I am so glad you came out of the woodwork! Thank you so much for the last couple of months; it has been one hell of a ride. *g* You're always around with something to say about Turkfic, for which I am ETERNALLY GRATEFUL IN ALLCAPS, and I love love love the concrit you gave for Restorations. I love you art so much that I have this entire folder with nothing but your pieces. I look at it and it brings a warm glow to my stomach. TOGETHER WE WILL MUSH LUCIFER AND FINAL FANTASY VII AND BLIND THE WORLD. *g* *rolls*

[livejournal.com profile] logistika_nyx: you are the master, and I, merely the little slavegirl thing. *g* You have constantly been around to flail at and with, and to have endless comment threads when one/both of us are bored at school/work, and god knows you've made me a better, more thinky writer than I would've been otherwise. I hope you and the Boy are home and settled into House! :D I am blessed to have got to know you. And, you know, write copious amounts of (mind)porn with you.

[livejournal.com profile] kabuki_chan: I hope that you are alive! And that the world has not eaten you! ♥ Thank you so much for the co-squee and the amazing art over the past year. You are the bestest!

[livejournal.com profile] _ice_lady_: LET YOUR THESIS NOT EAT YOU, PLEASE. ♥ Thank you for being around and always having time to comment spam and grin and glee. ♥

[livejournal.com profile] maho_kiwi: kiwi! I am so glad to have got to know you and Laylah - the both of you are such landmarks of fandomy goodness, and the both of you work so hard that I feel kind of star-fishy and useless in comparison. You guys have been amazing generous with your time and yourselves, so ♥ ♥ ♥!

My nose is starting to clog up and object to a lack of medicine, and I'm running out of the braincells needed to do a proper thank-you list, but nonetheless:

[livejournal.com profile] white_jenna, [livejournal.com profile] puella_nerdii, [livejournal.com profile] aikonamika, [livejournal.com profile] guingel, [livejournal.com profile] mithrigil, [livejournal.com profile] shadowwaker -- and everyone else that my brain's not remembering: thank you so much for the past year. ♥

To all the new flisters, especially the Yuletides [livejournal.com profile] mjules, [livejournal.com profile] numinicious, [livejournal.com profile] elishabet, [livejournal.com profile] liviapenn, [livejournal.com profile] dhaunea, [livejournal.com profile] kangeiko, [livejournal.com profile] deepad, [livejournal.com profile] autumn_belias, okay here I really *am* running out of braincells - I love you guys for #yulechat, and I lookforward to mm.org, and the next yuletide, and all the OTHER CRAZY. Oh, and five million NYRs. ♥

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A universe of unmapped grief and love
And new master light is beyond
The pleiades and plow and southern stars.

O soaring
Icarus of outworld, burn bright
The traceries of known skymarks,
Slide the highway planets behind
Your clear waxed wings.

Go conquer the everywhere left
Beyond your sad confinement
In a predicted bonehouse,
Witch thrown riddle of flesh
And water.

O soar until nothing
remains but great glittering holes
In the black godspun shirt over your head.

- John Fairfax