etben: flowers and sky (SGA - OT4)
And in the meantime, any of you want to beta something? SGA, OT4 but G-rated, post-Ark (which means spoilers!), Teyla POV. About a thousand words? but it may well need something that I am just not seeing. Drop me a comment or an email (et.ben.non@gmail.com), and I will love you for until I get distracted by something shiny.

God, it's nice to be writing (and finishing) things again. Mmm. (Unless this is not actually finished, in which case - um. Drat?)

And in other news: I GET A [livejournal.com profile] riverlight TODAY! In - *scratches head, fails at math* - fifteen hours, give or take. Yeah, so that was totally actually nineteen hours - but now it is ELEVEN HOURS, so I still get to say YAY LIFE.

Beta-call!

Sep. 7th, 2006 11:30 pm
etben: flowers and sky (dS - gag!  (tension))
All right, you lot. I've been tagged—fraser/kowalski morning sex over at [livejournal.com profile] stop_drop_porn. It's not done, yet, but I know where it's going; I'd say it's about halfway done. Any betas out there? Volunteers will have my undying love.
etben: flowers and sky (dS - gag!  (tension))
oh my GOD, Ray Kowalski, shut the fuck up.

Or, well, no, don't. Because you are my One True Fictional Love (or at least one of my True Fictional Loves), and I don't want you to leave me or stop speaking to me ever. EVER, you hear?

But, um. Ray? If you want to talk to me, can you do it sometime that's not finals week? And sometime that's not at NIGHT, when I am intending to sleep the sleep of the people who have way too much to do tomorrow? Yeah. That'd be great.

By which I mean:

So I go out with the family today, which is excellent and all kinds of fun, but which means that I don't really do any work this afternoon. Which, for the record, is a Bad Thing. I come back, work until my eyes go funny and blurry, and then go to bed.

As soon as the lights are off, Ray Kowalski starts talking about how Fraser's having a really rough day, and how this needs to be remedied with hot hot sexing. Naturally, because this is still my head, so far all we have is 1683 2537 (as of 2h30, and I'm for bed) words of introspection, but there will be porn! rather soon, actually! and of the f/v/k variety.

so...provided my head doesn't explode and I finish this tomorrow, anyone want to beta? I've talked this idea around a lot, I know - it's the one where (among other things) Ray and Ray interact, in the gap between s2 and s3. Not the story, I think - that story is a lot longer and is not at all porny - but it's built on that arc, and there are references to it (it's also not the story where the three of them get together, because Ray doesn't want to talk about it right now and I really don't want to beat him up quite that much. But Vecchio! being kickass!). [livejournal.com profile] aerye? [livejournal.com profile] justbreathe80? anyone?

All right: Ray and Ray and I are going to go help Fraser out of the funk he's in. You're welcome to join us, if you like...we'll be up until Ray shuts the hell up for a while.

ETA: Oh my God...less than 12 hours, start-to-beta, and it's 4002 words long. How do I do this? And, maybe more importantly, why?

If this thing winds up being longer than my research paper, I may actually commit acts of great violence.
etben: flowers and sky (SPN - Winchesters are snappy!)
hello hello!

I am back on the—the horse? the wagon? whatever it is that is getting me where I'm going to where I'm going, I mean. Life, which recently has been kicking me all over, has been wrestled back into more managable shapes and sizes, and things are looking up.

Things that make me happy:

1. BABY BUNNIES ON THE QUAD! I almost died of the overwhelming cute.

2. Getting lots of work done, all of it on time and most of it not completely craptacular.

3. Getting a better grade on my second Linguistics quiz than I did on the first, yay!

4. My study-abroad-transfer-credit application has been tentatively approved! Go me!

5. OK, so this is actually two things. See, yesterday my roommate made me leave my room and go be a person, and so we wound up going to the concert evening at the museum. There were three stages set up, and I got to hear a lot of really neat music and eat free food. That was good.

6. The second part of that, though, was that one of the groups performing was a men's a capella group. This would have been good all on its own, because I have a deep and enduring love for boys who can (and do) sing, and because they sang a lot of pretty things. But the happiest thing of all? Was that in this chorus, there was—I kid you not—Sam Winchester. Shhh! I know he's fictional; do you think that would stop him from being in a chorus if he wanted to? OK, fine, it wasn't him, but it was a damn close resemblance, and made me giggle like mad. Then, next to him—I couldn't see, at first, because our seats were lousy and Sam!clone was, as you'd expect, damn tall—was, you guessed it, Dean. I'm sure my roommate thought I was choking to death, because I was laughing my head off and trying to hide it.

...and, yes, now I want to write an AU involving samndean singing. SHUTUP! They could do it.

Which brings me to 7: Supernatural FINALE, which was awesome and lovely and full of shiny, and had me punching my pillow and grabbing my knees in excitement. Oh, wow.

I'm always struck, watching that show, by how incredibly pretty it is—not the boys, although of course they are, but the colors and the framing of the shots and the way it's filmed and just—gah. *fangirls*

8. I cooked! Lemon caper fish and pasta and garlic chili green beans, although those last were kind of a bust, because I lost track of them and they scorched. Still: I COOKED! It was TASTY! I didn't burn down the kitchen!

9. I got a voicemail from a friend I haven't seen in a while, talking about how much she missed me, and then met up randomly with another friend, who told me my hair was looking super-cute. Which it totally was, and I was glad to hear someone say it.

10. I was all writery today! Not, of course, on any of the things I've recently promised to work on (drabble people, I will get back to you! I promise! It's not that I don't love you, it's that I'm a spazzhat!), but on something from a while back, which came to me this morning with a title and said hey, remember me? how about you scrap all of the notes you made on me, and the whole first scene you wrote, and all of your POV plans, and write me this way, hmm? yeah, let's do that!. If any of you remember, it's the story with Teyla and her ex and the fruit—If any of you care, I'm pretty sure I started nattering about it here.

It's not done yet, but it's getting there, I think, so would any of you like to beta? Right now it's 2500 words long, and it'll maybe get to 3500? or something. It's gen, gen, very extremely gen, and...kind of weird? Which, OK, is not the best descriptor ever, but is all I have to offer. I'd need someone (or possibly several someones) to be possibly quite mean to me about this, because I'm not at all sure if it's going the places I want it to go, and if it's being ridiculous, I need to know that now. If you're interested, drop me a line—I hope to finish it tonight or tomorrow, depending on how much my wrists object.

11. MUSIC! *puts on pimp hat* Only three this time, though:

Is She Really Going Out With Him?, Elvis Costello, was pretty much the song that made this week happen. FULL OF AWESOME. Oh god, it cracks my shit up.

Big Car, Susan Werner. I was listening to this song with a friend, and she pointed out that the first verse sounds like...well, it doesn't sound like it's about a car, is the point. And I feel like this song should be sung (by a very sexy girl, of course) to Dean Winchester, who would be turned on, and then vaguely offended, and then, oh, wait: still turned on. andthenthey'dhavesex.

Homesick, Kings of Convenience (as pimped to me by [livejournal.com profile] riverlight). This is the song that made me write today, and it is full of gorgeous, and I am full of love for it.
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*shame*

So, um, picfor1000? yeah. That. Blanked at me for the longest imaginable time, but now something's happening.

It's, um. *deep breath* It's a due South / Supernatural crossover -shaped thing. No, I don't know why. Seriously, I have no clue.

Any road, it's not done yet, but I have a two response papers and a problem set due this week, so it should be done within a day or two. Are any of you polyfannish in those particular directions? And would you be willing to read it over, once it gets finished, and make sure that it's, you know, reasonable? (or as reasonable as a crossover in those particular fandoms can be, at least) Drop me a comment or an email—it's going to be short, because, you know, word limit.

In other news...

Valentine's Day is always very odd, for me—it's one of those holidays that really doesn't exist, for me. I don't hate it, particularly, although I'm totally prepared to resent the hell out of the people who were doing karaoke in the dining hall (too loud, particularly when I've just worked a long shift and will be doing boring work all evening). I'm not involved romantically with anyone, so it doesn't have that kind of connection, for me. And I don't have any interesting family / personal traditions as regards Vday, so I'm just kind of blank.

Any road, there are many expressions love, fannish and un-, going around, so I'll jump on the bandwagon: you all rock. Anyone who's ever commented on one of my stories, or on one of my thinky posts, or on one of my random crap posts—you're awesome. You make me bounce around and squeak. I've only been active in fandom for a few months, now, and I know it never would have happened without the awesome people.

In other other news...

Eating is good for you, yo. Do it. (this is something I am constantly re-learning. Don't mock me for being easily-distracted...mock me because I very nearly fainted while at dinner with faculty. Or don't, 'cause, you know, that'd be kind of mean.)

In other other other news...

If I can't get credits to transfer from study-abroad, I will take a full load of classes every year until I graduate and never take anything I'm not required to. Excuse me while I flip the fuck out for a minute or two, here.

And now I'm off (well, two feet two the left...) to bed. Happy Wednesday (which it is, now, erk!) to all of you!

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