That’s the sound of an author seeing their book for the first time… Just received the first physical copy of mine, Knowledge is Beautiful. Watch me ‘unbox’ it live. Will I laugh? Or cry?
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Do you ever write crossovers? Why or why not?
I've written quite a few. I like the challenge of finding the points where two or more different canons can connect. I don't think that I'm likely to crossover two particular fandoms more than once, though, because I often have just one idea for an intersection and have trouble seeing alternatives.
There used to be a community on LJ dedicated to creating crossover prompts. I don't remember what it was called, but every so often, they'd ask people to suggest several characters. Once they had a lot of lists, they'd randomly pair the characters. I seem to have misplaced the document where I saved the pairings that intrigued me (in spite of saying pairings, I believe gen was just as acceptable as anything romantic/sexual). Ah, well. It's not like I need more plot bunnies.
Name: Holley, Dining Editor for the Washington Post Express, and Audrey
Location: Mt. Pleasant, Washington DC
Size: 1200 square feet
Years lived in: 2.5 years; renting
One can only imagine the stream of fun ideas and shared secrets that two cool, creative women who are equally inspired by the Anthropologie-meets-Kinfolk aesthetic must dream up. Thankfully, roommates Holley and Audrey were kind enough to let us in on their secrets, and get a glimpse inside all the great DIY projects happening inside their DC home.
This letter from me went out to Blue America members this morning:
One of the advantages of being a Blue State politician has to be the fact that an authentic progressive has a chance to push some real progressive legislation and take bold steps in certain policy areas that might be considered too risky in places dominated by conservatives. Sadly, it happens less than we might hope. Far too many officials get elected on a progressive platform and then go to the state capital or Washington and immediately succumb to the pressures of the corporate and establishment status quo.
That's why Blue America is so excited about California State Senator Ted Lieu, who is running to succeed California's long time fighting liberal, Henry Waxman. You don't have to comb through Lieu's record to find clues as to how he will vote in the US Congress. His record in Sacramento is one of bold progressive leadership.
All of us at Blue America think Ted is exactly the kind of progressive leader we need more of in Washington. If you donate today, you could own Howie's own copy of Fleetwood Mac's quadruple platinum record for "The Dance."
In fact, as his final act as a State Senator on the last day of the session last week, Ted Lieu wrote and passed a directive to the state government of California to not cooperate with any unconstitutional attempts at domestic spying by the NSA, CIA or any other government operations legally prohibited from spying on American citizens. You don't get any bolder than that.
It was quite a final session for Senator Lieu. Earlier in the week the San Jose Mercury News thanked Senator Lieu for "riding to the rescue" on the issue of children in California's foster care system being over-drugged with psychotropic medications that haven't been tested on kids. Last month he led legislative efforts to target child sex traffickers and it passed unanimously.
But then Lieu has been leading this way since he first went to Sacramento. Long before anyone else had an inkling that something was rotten in the home mortgage market, Lieu pressed for legislation to rein in mortgage bankers --- and when he was thwarted by Democrat Gray Davis he kept trying until the Republican Governor Arnold Schwarzenegger signed it. He doesn't let much stop him.
And that's undoubtedly why Newt Gingrich's sugar-daddy, the megabucks GOP donor Sheldon Adelson has pledged to swoop in to this very expensive California media market to help Lieu's Republican opponent. This is a Democratic district and all things being fair and up front we would have Lieu winning easily in a rout. But when have Republicans been fair and up-front? It's very likely that Lieu will be the subject of a barrage of dishonest propaganda that our current Citizens United environment is very difficult to rebut without a large campaign chest.
All of us at Blue America think Ted is exactly the kind of progressive leader we need more of in Washington and we want to do what we can to help.
Howie even agreed to let his valuable quadruple platinum award for Fleetwood Mac's album "The Dance" --- the 5th biggest selling live album in music history --- go to one fortunate, randomly-selected Ted Lieu donor this week. This isn't just any platinum album --- it's one that hung in Howie's Reprise Records office until he retired and donated it to Blue America. As he says,In many ways Fleetwood Mac's sound is an integral part of the Southern California lifestyle and perfect for Ted's district, where several of the band members live.As it happens, I live there too --- and John is just down the road. This race is close to all our hearts.
All you have to do is contribute to Ted's campaign on this ActBlue page and you will qualify for the random drawing. (And, if you're a big Fleetwood Mac fan but can't make contribution, send us a postcard-- asap-- and tell us you're rooting for Ted and want the plaque.)
The contest will run for just one week so be sure to enter as soon as possible. Remember, it doesn't matter if you donate a dollar or thousand dollars you have an equal chance to have your name drawn. Whether you are lucky enough to win the plaque or not, we will all be winners if Ted Lieu goes to Washington and takes up where Henry Waxman left off.
We need representatives from these deep blue districts to be stellar progressives who will challenge the status quo in Washington and take the leadership roles that those who come from less liberal districts are too afraid to take. Ted Lieu is one of those stellar progressives. He is worth our support.
Vladimir Putin has said Russian forces could conquer the Ukrainian capital, Kiev, in two weeks if he so ordered, the Kremlin has confirmed.
Moscow declined to deny that the president had spoken of taking Kiev in a phone conversation on Friday with José Manuel Barroso, the outgoing president of the European commission....Barroso asked Putin about the presence of Russian troops in eastern Ukraine. Nato says there are at least 1,000 Russian forces on the wrong side of the border. The Ukrainians put the figure at 1,600.
"The problem is not this, but that if I want I'll take Kiev in two weeks," Putin said, according to La Repubblica.
The Kremlin did not deny Putin had spoken of taking Kiev, but instead complained about the leak of the Barroso remarks.
Yes, the leak is the real problem here. Invading Ukraine is a mere piffle.
So, yeah, the latest Doctor Who, “Into the Dalek,” tipped the metre into wretched. Seriously, if I wanted to watch people traipsing through a giant robot, I’d watch Lost in Space, so I’m going to talk a little about this episode using stills from the Series 2 Lost in Space episode, “Trip Through the Robot.”
So first, there’s explosions. In media res, and all that. It’s not as good as starting a story, but it works in a pinch. And hey, future setting! I like those. Explosions!
Then there’s more explosions, in case you missed the first ones.
But all that’s more okay than it should be, because The Doctor is watching! And he saves the one that hasn’t completely blown up yet, even though she keeps wanting to shoot him too.
Yay! Saved! The whole crew gets together and thanks The Doctor, but then decides well, we like you, but we still have to kill you. That’s how we show gratitude here in the future!
But that’s not important either, because in fact none of it matters a few seconds later because the The Doctor runs and gets The Companion, which The Crew apparently decided he could do instead of shooting him, because The Crew
have serious mood-instability issues have a patient. WHO COULD IT BE? Whups, not yet, time for new credits.
…and then we run about with The Companion for a while, but then The Doctor shows up, and we all go find out who is The Patient. And who is The Patient? Dun dun dunnnnnn A DALEK! O NOES!
This Dalek is very sick – so sick it has turned into a drama queen.
So, whelp, there’s only one thing to be done for it – Let’s Get Small! Now, this makes no damn sense even for Doctor Who, because honestly, have you priced tiny atoms lately? Nobody has the money for that. Even Lost in Space knew better, and just made the
Robot Dalek Robot really huge.
But that’s not important either! All that matters is that even at this size, it’s bigger on the inside, because really, who can manage scale. Scale is difficult, who cares, it’s Doctor Who, suspend some goddamn disbelief already. Anyway, The Doctor and The Companion go inside. (And to be fair, this was a visually interesting moment in the actual episode, and I kind of liked that bit. Now, back to the hack job I’m doing here.)
And there’s a bit of wandering around inside, and finding things. None of those bits might be important, could they? Eh. Oh, look, it’s the engine room of the BroTrek Enterprise, a.k.a., a brewery! This would be convenient, except alcohol did not help this episode, and believe me, right about here, I started trying.
But oh no! There are antibodies inside the robot and they’re after us! Anybody got some gum? It won’t help, but hey, gum!
Run! Run some more! Oh good, here, here’s a
diode heart food storage area, we’ll be safe there – it’s too important to have defences! (STRATEGY!)
Oh, as an aside, Happy Christmas! Apparently. But I digress.
We need to Fix The Dalek! Because this Dalek is so broken it’s become ‘good,’ which apparently means ranting about killing the things a Dalek doesn’t normally want to kill, and sure, that makes ethical sense, but hey, carry on.
And they get inside the
jukebox reactor which powers the Dalek, and weld together the broken bit with… a screwdriver. Fine, whatever. Radiation: It’s Fucking Magic. So is the sonic. I’m kind of okay with that, it’s part of the territory.
YAY! WE FIXED THE DALEK!
YAY! IT WANTS TO KILL EVERYBODY BUT DALEKS AGAIN AND CALLS IN THE FLEET! WHO COULD’VE CALLED THAT?! OH NOES, HERE COMES THE DALEK SAUCER!
OH NOES THE SHIP IS ASPLODES!
Strangely, the Dalek boarding party is really not very large. And they board instead of just blowing up the ship some more. Anyway, then there’s a bunch of running around while The Doctor and The Companion try to re-reboot The Dalek into Good Mode again. Because sure, enough hits on the reboot button has to do something, right?
And The Doctor climbs up into The Dalek’s brain chamber and talks to it for a while.
And The Crew is running around getting shot at and killed sometimes because they don’t run away very well. And who are these jerks, anyway? Mostly people who wanted to kill The Doctor for saving and returning one of their fighter pilots. They must just hate her.
But eventually, they reboot The Dalek again, and this time it comes back up Good! Yay! But that just means it wants to kill Daleks again, which they thought was good before, but now it’s all depressing for some reason, I guess because The Dalek found out that The Doctor really does not like Daleks. And that’s just like The Good Dalek! And that’s bad. So The Doctor is being all mopey about not being better than The Dalek, even though that’s bollocks.
There’s supposed to be a dilemma in there about how The Doctor makes a better Dalek than The Dalek, except we saw that in the new series before already, and frankly, we saw it a lot better and more convincingly.
But in the end it works out kind of okay anyway, because The Companion tells The Doctor hey, you’re trying, and intent – like radiation! – is fucking magic, and matters a lot more than saving the universe a couple of zillion times, and that picks him up a bit. That’s… nice? I guess?
And then The Doctor drops off The Companion and wanders off in
television space and time again. l8r l8r don’t be a h8r.
Roll credits while rolling eyes. The moral of the story is, “
don’t let the robot run out of power, you morons, you’ll need it later” “ rebooting fixes everything” “ everybody can be good” “ any chance to redeem a murderous psychopathic alien should be taken so I can feel better about myself” “ one good dalek who wants to genocide the right aliens because it saw a star being born trumps a couple of hundred other… humanoids… because… yeah I’ll get back to you on that” “Samuel Anderson is kinda hot.”
Or, you know, that’s as much as I gleaned from this mess. Moffet is starting to make me miss Most Hated (6th) Doctor and No Really I’m An American Companion Peri, and goddamn, that takes some work. Is he a secret Colin Baker fan? Is all this about improving the past’s reputation by contrast? Because yeah, which is better, “Twin Dilemma” or “Into the Dalek”? Some questions should not be asked.
Fortunately it still smells good in the imp, and it was low-priority enough that I hadn't gone out and bought a full bottle, but ARGH GODDAMMIT.
I probably am going to have to suck it up and get a range of imps at this point and see what continues to change. This is fucking ridiculous, body, I liked that scent.
Russian to come in another post later today. I just. GRUMP. This was like the last fucking thing I needed on top of the rest of my fuck-awful weekend.
Renovation by: Melanie and George
Location: North Carolina
Last year my husband, George and I decided that we were sick of living paycheck-to-paycheck. We wanted a chance to get out of that lifestyle and a chance for George to pursue his art full-time. So we somehow got the crazy idea to live in an Airstream.
Now you see it, now you don't. This little magic trick is more common with something that's not typically easy to hide: a swimming pool. Still rare but becoming more common, hidden pools come in different varieties: decks (or lawns!) that slide back or fold up, and even floors that drop. A hidden pool costs on average 30% more than a traditional in-ground pool.
These are horror stories with a side order of m/m sex when the eldritch pseudopods aren’t reaching from beyond the stars, or, in one memorable moment, when the sandstorm is howling outside the tent and there’s nothing else to do.
The two protagonists are Dr Percival Whyborne, comparative philologist at the local museum and his friend Griffin Flaherty (I think it’s Flaherty – it’s something Irish beginning with an F) detective, thrown together by the events of the first book Widdershins, which is also the name of the New England town in which they live.
They’re both attractive blokes but the stories are mostly told from the point of view of Whyborne who suffers from a chip on his shoulder about his appearance so heavy he should be nicknamed Mr Chippy. Also along on the adventures is Christine, the museum’s Egyptologist, who seems as at home with a rifle and a swordstick if she has to as she is down among the mummies – skills which would come as a surprise no doubt to a real Egyptologist.
When I say these stories are horror, I mean a very specific kind of horror – anyone who’s ever read the stories of H P Lovecraft will recognise the milieu: Nylarthotep trying to reach from beyond the grave or from beyond the beyond, Yog-Sothoth worshipped by hooded cultists mostly from New England (sorry New England), Cthuhlu and the canning factory…you get the picture.
As such they’re about right for me – the horrors are not at all believable, to my mind – and anyway I run regular scenarios of the horror roleplaying game Call of Cthulhu, so I doubt these stories can dig up anything worse than the stuff I’ve encountered already in the game.
And they’re good page turners. They keep the suspense going and the action going. I recommend them if you’re looking for an adventure with a bit of loving thrown in and have a few hours to kill.