Nov. 6th, 2008

karanguni: (LUCIFER morningstar)
Before I go off to get my ass handed to me again, I shall post. Oh, politics, I'm sorry for beating you up so much. I promise that I'll stop soon. Very soon. Probably.

The good:

- The New York Times writing about how newspapers in the city have been sold out since early this morning. ♥ History, you have been made.

The bad:

- Proposition 8 got passed in California, 52% for, and I've had so much heartbreak over gay rights that right now all I want to do is beat something in. With a fish. A big fish. Like a tuna. That's huge fish.

The pretty:

- From the Yuletide counters: Ursula K Le Guin - the Hainish Cycle (4,9). OH YEAH, BABY. GO, MY CHILDREN, GO FORTH AND PROPOGATE.

The ugly:

- The Kinkfest prompt that the elections ended up rolling over; will probably end up being a few days late OH GOD I AM SORRY asjflka.

The smile:

The Hainish Cycle victory made me remember one of the things about Le Guin's writing that moves my personal philosophy, and keeps me alive in moments in between euphoric victory and relatively crushing defeat. These are the words of a young king, self-exiled, to a plenipotentiary of a union of many worlds:

"The dream of the Ekumen, then, is to restore that truly ancient commonalty; to regather all the peoples of all the worlds at one hearth?"

Axt nodded, chewing bread-apple. "To weave some harmony among them, at least. Life loves to know itself, out to its furthest limits; to embrace complexity is its delight. Our difference is our beauty. All these worlds and the various forms and ways of the minds and lives and bodies on them - together they would make a splendid harmony."

"No harmony endures," said the young king.

"None has ever been achieved," said the Plenipotentiary. "The pleasure is in trying."


karanguni: (danny OCEAN)
Stolen off [livejournal.com profile] logistika_nyx

One of the highlights of going to a literary festival is hearing authors read from their own works. What author, living or dead, would you most like to hear read?

If you want to hear me read a tiny snippet (less than 200 words, please!) off one of my fics, I am totally willing to waste the voiceposts that I have available to do so. :D

In other memes, one I'm just going to pitch out to you guys because I'm really too busy to write much right now:

Have you ever had a story you wanted to see done by a particular writer? What would it be?

I'm fully and openly keen on seeing what you guys want to see more of, because man, am I running in multiple fandom directions right now. D: I'd really, really love to know if there's something in either Final Fantasy VII or Batman or Discworld that any of you would want to read from me: I'm compiling a list to keep me busy once my exams are done, and I'd love to write something that's a bit of a gift-like-thing to you all as a holiday season lead-in. Feel free to take any idea and run with it for as long as you'd like, or to tell me if you wanted to see something go differently at any timestamp in any one of my old fics, or if there's a fandom you think I should write it. More is happy! :D

Plus, it'll help me take my mind off the paper I just totally blew. And not in a good, life affirming kind of way.

 

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