craziness all the time, man
Since I last wrote, I have done the following: 
  • Packed and cleaned my apartment in Berkeley, packed all my stuff in the back of my SUV, and left grad school for good;
  • Driven across the country from California to Connecticut (SO BEAUTIFUL OMG; Utah and Nevada were especially stunning). (This cost upwards of $800 over five and half days, in case you're curious. What's the opposite of FTW? Stupid gas prices. And that's with the really cheap gas out West, too. Thank god I got a tax refund this year.)
  • Frantically unpacked the car, organized the stuff I'd left in storage in my dad's garage, moved some of that stuff into the house, moved most of my California stuff down into the garage, and then—once that was done—packed for India;
  • Called ALL OF THE BUSINESSES EVER (or, well, my credit card company, bank, and insurance folks, but it felt like a lot more) to tell them I was going to be travelling;
  • Received ALL THE FILM EVER in the mail (OMG, thank you to all of you who sent it; I can't TELL you how appreciative I am);
  • Wrote one last essay and received word from my advisor that I have officially completed all the requirements to receive my degree;
  • Gone to two family parties in one week (we like to party, and I like that).
And now I leave for six weeks in India tonight. WOOHOO I WIN AT LIFE.

I'm not sure what the deal will be with internet access (we're not bringing any computer) nor whether I'll be able to develop the aforementioned film, but if I am able, I'll try to post some travelogues and/or photos. KEEP YOUR EYES PEELED.

So. See you on the flipside, folks! LOVE TO ALL.

 
 
 
craziness all the time, man
13 April 2012 @ 08:45 pm
(Ten million points if you recognize that quote!) (I say it with love.)

I.e. riverlight's gonna do a meme!

Give me one of my stories (most easily found on the AO3), and a timestamp sometime in the future (after the end of the story), or sometime in the past (before the story started), and I'll write you at least a hundred words of what happened then, whether it's five minutes before the story started or ten years in the future.

ION, I just finished Slings & Arrows for the first time, and man, what a good show. So clever. It makes me want to see more theater.

IOON, this is the funniest thing I have seen in a long time.

Hellooooo friends. Hope you are well.

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craziness all the time, man
12 April 2012 @ 05:58 pm
I thought I'd take a whack at [personal profile] china_shop 's Fandom Appreciation Challenge, because—hey, I appreciate fandom! *g* Also, I haven't been posting much lately, and this seems like a good way to get back into it. I'm a little stoned on pain meds right now, so I don't know how much sense this is going to make (I almost wrote "how much make this is going to sense," which kind of proves my point, sigh), but regardless: for today's challenge, rec three fanworks by people you don't know and whose works you haven't read/watched/listened to/looked at before.
  1. The Boy Who Only Lived Twice, by[personal profile] lettered [personal profile] lettered ; Harry Potter, Harry/Draco, NC-17, 56,000 words. I really enjoyed this; it's the story of Harry as an Unspeakable (secret spies FTW!) and his handler, who goes by "Rabbit." On one level, this is a little transparent; I mean, once you know the pairing, you kind of get a sense of what's going to happen. And while it wasn't OOC, necessarily, I kind of had the sense that it didn't sound quite like JKR; in her version of the Unspeakables, I imagine there might be a little bit more magic. But that said, I couldn't stop reading this til I was done, and immediately went off to look for more of the author's work, so clearly s/he is doing something right.
  2. At The Hour When We are Trembling, by [info]frostfire_17 ; SGA/SG1, John Sheppard/Daniel Jackson, NC-17, 36,000 words. All right, I suppose I may have read some of this author's work years ago, but I don't remember that I have and I have none saved, so: we'll call it new to me. :) This is apocalyptic fic, or close enough—the worst nightmare of anyone in the SG universes. It's John and Daniel, dealing with what happens when the Wraith find Earth. This is all wonderfully detailed: the slow unravelling of the team's sense of hope, the slow progress of trying to rebuild, the slow development of a relationship between John and Daniel. It's bleak, but not desperate, and I really liked it.
  3. Even Now We Are, by [personal profile] jenwryn ; Lewis, Lewis/Hathaway, PG, 1600 words. Sweet, lovely, perfectly-in-character futurefic story of Lewis and Hathaway visiting Lyn in Australia. The relationship here is just lovely, and the author gets James' voice perfectly. Beautiful.
Okay! Am off to watch The Secret of Roan Inish with a friend of mine, yay!!! HUGS, friends.
 
 
craziness all the time, man
10 April 2012 @ 09:21 am

Does anyone happen to have any old 35mm film kicking around that they don't use any more? I'm headed off to India in a few weeks, and because my digital camera broke and I can't afford a new one, I'm taking my old film camera. I love the film camera—I used it when I was in Sweden, where I took a whole bunch of photos, and I always liked it better than the digital camera anyway—but it's expensive.

Since I know most people have moved to digital these days, I thought I'd see if anyone had any film they didn't want anymore. In return, I can either pay you for postage or send you a print (professionally printed) of one of the images I take while there.
 

 
 
craziness all the time, man
02 April 2012 @ 10:59 am
Well, the exhaustion is back. Thought it was Lyme Disease, and it certainly seemed to go away when I started antibiotics, but I've been noticing it lurking (and trying to deny it) for a few days now. Spent the morning in SF yesterday; came back at 2:30, and had to go lie down. And now it's 11 am the next morning, and I haven't been out of bed since. I'm so tired. And I don't know what to do. What if this isn't better soon? I have to drive across the country in two weeks. And then I'm going to India in six weeks. How can I handle those things when I just want to sleep?



 
 
craziness all the time, man
28 March 2012 @ 07:04 pm
Oh.  
There's so much I could say about Adrienne Rich, whose works have fed me, and who died yesterday. I could describe how I learned of her from one of the most poetic, powerful women I know; I could tell you about how she made me fall in love with language every time I read her words; I could talk about how in awe I am of a woman who could write political theory and poetry with such fierce fearlessness that her language shimmered.

But a woman like her deserves better words than I have at the moment, so: two Adrienne Rich pieces.

White Night

Light at a window. Someone up
at this snail-still hour.
We who work this way have often worked
in solitude. I've had to guess at her
sewing her skin together as I sew mine
though
with a different
stitch.

Dawn after dawn, this neighbor
burns like a candle
dragging her bedspread through the dark house
to her dark bed
her head
full of runes, syllables, refrains,
this accurate dreamer

sleepwalks the kitchen
like a white moth,
an elephant, a guilt.
Somebody tried to put her
to rest under an afghan
knitted with wools the color of grass and blood

but she has risen. Her lamplight
licks at the icy panes
and melts into the dawn.
They will never prevent her
who sleep the stone sleep of the past,
the sleep of the drugged.
One crystal second, I flash

an eye across the cold
unwrapping of light between us
into her darkness-lancing eye
--that's all. Dawn is the test, the agony
but we were meant to see it:
After this, we may sleep, my sister,
while the flames rise higher and higher, we can sleep.

* * *

"My organizing impulse is the belief that it is not enough for feminist thought that specifically lesbian texts exist. Any theory or cultural/political creation that treats lesbian existence as a marginal or less "natural" phenomenon, as mere "sexual preference," or as the mirror image of either heterosexual or male homosexual relations, is profoundly weakened thereby, whatever its other contributions. Feminist theory can no longer afford merely to voice a toleraion of "lesbianism" as an "alternative life-style," or make token allusion to lesbians."

(Adrienne Rich, Compulsory Heterosexuality and Lesbian Existence, 1980)

 


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  1. Ugh, you guys, I haven't written anything in ages. Can we have a fic party, or something? Maybe if I use my "Doc Bryan Looking Hot" icon I can encourage myself to write more in GK. Right? Right. Or. I don't know. Anyone have any interest in seeing a Brad/Nate genderswap sex scene? Maybe if I promise it to someone, the guilt will actually, you know, force me to write it, instead of staring at the open file every time I try to write, which is what I do now.
  2. Craaaaamps. We hates them, precious.
  3. I'm going to India for six weeks beginning May 1. I feel like there ought to be more to say there, but I can't come up with it, so: India. Me and my sister. Yep.
How are you guys? 
 
 
craziness all the time, man
21 March 2012 @ 07:46 pm
I mean—
I have made you a music mix!

On YouTube, this time: individual videos linked below, or you can find the whole mix on auto-play here. Some indie, some trip-hop, some hip-hop: all with good beats and good melody, all of them new discoveries and all of them songs I love.

Swooped up by the Sea of Love )
 
 
craziness all the time, man
First thoughts on Lucero's new album "Women and Work"
These guys are SO my favorite band. )

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