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with regret
Mar. 20th, 2019 09:51 amI didn't want to make a public announcement, like this is a thing, particularly. But it's bugging me not to say anything, so here goes.
I was going to wait till draft deadline and let it shoot right past without submitting, but I know some folks will be waiting for my BB to post, and well, that's not happening this year.
I will work on both stories I was considering as submissions, and they may even see postage before 2020 BB, if one takes place. Or one or the other may be my submission for 2020 BB, we'll see.
Meanwhile, all you writers writing away, and all you artists readying your skills, best of luck! I'll be waiting to see the wonders you're planning to share with us.
I was going to wait till draft deadline and let it shoot right past without submitting, but I know some folks will be waiting for my BB to post, and well, that's not happening this year.
I will work on both stories I was considering as submissions, and they may even see postage before 2020 BB, if one takes place. Or one or the other may be my submission for 2020 BB, we'll see.
Meanwhile, all you writers writing away, and all you artists readying your skills, best of luck! I'll be waiting to see the wonders you're planning to share with us.
2018 Big Bang posting date
Jul. 10th, 2018 02:32 pmFYI, due to a death in the family, and because ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
wendy is awesome, Prodigal will post on Wednesday, July 18 rather than its original date, tomorrow, July 11.
Apologies, and thank you for your patience.
wendy is awesome, Prodigal will post on Wednesday, July 18 rather than its original date, tomorrow, July 11.Apologies, and thank you for your patience.
Big Bang posting date
Jul. 10th, 2018 02:28 pmFYI, due to a death in the family, and because 
wendy is awesome, Prodigal will post on Wednesday, July 18 rather than its original date, tomorrow, July 11.
Apologies, and thank you for your patience.
wendy is awesome, Prodigal will post on Wednesday, July 18 rather than its original date, tomorrow, July 11. Apologies, and thank you for your patience.
self-rec of the month
Jul. 27th, 2016 11:49 amFollowing milly_gal's example, I'm posting a favorite among the things I've written. My oeuvre isn't that extensive, so choosing shouldn't be too difficult. Today's choice is my 2014 Big Bang, Not All Cats are Grey in the Dark, also here on AO3.
"Grey Cats" is my first, and so far only, non-AU. I enjoyed casting Supernatural guest actors from all seasons as characters. Weaving two narrative threads together while adding a third, a murder mystery, was challenging and fun, as was dealing with themes of same-sex marriage, polyamory, and asexuality. Spectacular art was provided bymishmellow.
milly_gal's example, I'm posting a favorite among the things I've written. My oeuvre isn't that extensive, so choosing shouldn't be too difficult. Today's choice is my 2014 Big Bang, Not All Cats are Grey in the Dark, also here on AO3."Grey Cats" is my first, and so far only, non-AU. I enjoyed casting Supernatural guest actors from all seasons as characters. Weaving two narrative threads together while adding a third, a murder mystery, was challenging and fun, as was dealing with themes of same-sex marriage, polyamory, and asexuality. Spectacular art was provided by
mishmellow.I saw my first Clinton-Kaine banner yesterday. Sounded like Christian's older brother--the one who advises you on how to dress.
Enough about that. Big Bang is well underway, with loads of lovely fic and gorgeous art to wallow in. One I'm particularly fond of, and rec with abandon, issylsdarkplace's Lone Star, http://sylsdarkplace.livejournal.com/82332.html with amazing art by 2blueshoes. Links to the art post and AO3 on the masterpost. Go. Read. You'll be glad you did.
Enough about that. Big Bang is well underway, with loads of lovely fic and gorgeous art to wallow in. One I'm particularly fond of, and rec with abandon, is
sylsdarkplace's Lone Star, http://sylsdarkplace.livejournal.com/82332.html with amazing art by 2blueshoes. Links to the art post and AO3 on the masterpost. Go. Read. You'll be glad you did.Carrots abound
Jun. 14th, 2015 12:10 amIn addition to all the lovely fic I've been marking "to read later" so as to keep focused on getting my BB done by post date, I reeeeeally hope Mad Max: Fury Road is still on the big screen anywhere near me when I'm done. I need to see it wall to wall, at least one more time. Really. big. carrot.
As long as we're telling...
May. 12th, 2015 06:28 pmMy Big Bang reveal--
Title: Hostage
Jared has always gotten his regular omega checkups, and he takes his inhibitors like clockwork. He's devoted to his friends and his family, but he's passionate about archeology and dedicated to his career. He's got neither time nor interest for a romantic relationship, much less a mate, and he definitely doesn't want kids. He's working as TA for Dr. Omundson, head of Knox University's archeology department, while he finishes his Master's degree. Jared jumped at the chance to join the dig in the middle east, but Rirajistan regards omegas in a far more rigidly traditional way, so Jared agrees to wear Omundson's collar while in-country. There's nothing between them, the collar is just the visible sign that Jared is under the Doc's protection and responsibility.
Title: Hostage
Jared has always gotten his regular omega checkups, and he takes his inhibitors like clockwork. He's devoted to his friends and his family, but he's passionate about archeology and dedicated to his career. He's got neither time nor interest for a romantic relationship, much less a mate, and he definitely doesn't want kids. He's working as TA for Dr. Omundson, head of Knox University's archeology department, while he finishes his Master's degree. Jared jumped at the chance to join the dig in the middle east, but Rirajistan regards omegas in a far more rigidly traditional way, so Jared agrees to wear Omundson's collar while in-country. There's nothing between them, the collar is just the visible sign that Jared is under the Doc's protection and responsibility.
While working in the baking sun at the remote desert site, Jared falls under the covetous eye of the local chieftain, a very traditional alpha. Omundson’s collar won't prevent Jensen’s plan to bring Jared into his harem. Betrayed, Jared is given no choice but to adapt to a different path for his life and somehow survive. Jensen has to learn that having something doesn’t always mean getting what you want.
The amazing chomaisky has chosen to work with me. I am such a fan, and really excited to get to work with her!
Oh, yeah, there's the writing part still to do yet. I can write while doing the dance of joy, right?
Hallooooo!
May. 12th, 2015 02:41 amWell, that's been fun. Got my draft in, synopsis got posted, and was chosen by a lovely artist--I'm thrilled! And all will be revealed in the fullness of time...which is tapdancing for I forget when reveal date is, but I'm not sayin' nuthin' till I get the all clear.
Man, where does the time go? I swear somebody's siphoning off whole hours out of my day, and if I find the sucker I'ma kick his ass, and take it back.
I had migraine the other day--woke up with a headache, but then I often try to tunnel to China through my pillow while I'm sleeping and wake up with scrunchy face muscles. A hot washcloth compress usually puts me right, but it didn't get better, it got worse, despite a handful of OTC pain and decongestant and antihistamine pills--twice. Finally, I succumbed to the inevitable and crawled into bed in a dark room for a nap. Felt better on waking two hours later, but was dozey all evening, finally declaring defeat at 10PM. People, my regular bedtime is 2AM, and I'm often up anywhere until 4AM. So, bed at 10, woke up at 6:30 and took my pill (an hour before food or coffee, then an hour's nap. Do not expect me to be upright, lucid and civil without coffee), and slept till after 9AM. I don't remember the last time I slept that long. Usually my joints chase me out of bed after about six hours. Kicked that migraine to the curb, though. Little hangover, but it only lasted the day.
We bought slate patterned ceramic floor tiles to lay loose on the wire baker's rack shelves. They look damn fine. And I whitewashed the matchstick shade we hung behind the rack as a backing. It really looks good. I love improv.
It's a nice little bowery place to sit and read. I need to figure out how to hang a porch swing--the aluminum roof sure won't hold it.
All the pictures and reports from this past weekend's con have been marvelous. I would like to refer to Jared's new 'do as a samurai's topknot, though, rather than a manbun. Sounds like a masculine rabbit.
Man, where does the time go? I swear somebody's siphoning off whole hours out of my day, and if I find the sucker I'ma kick his ass, and take it back.
I had migraine the other day--woke up with a headache, but then I often try to tunnel to China through my pillow while I'm sleeping and wake up with scrunchy face muscles. A hot washcloth compress usually puts me right, but it didn't get better, it got worse, despite a handful of OTC pain and decongestant and antihistamine pills--twice. Finally, I succumbed to the inevitable and crawled into bed in a dark room for a nap. Felt better on waking two hours later, but was dozey all evening, finally declaring defeat at 10PM. People, my regular bedtime is 2AM, and I'm often up anywhere until 4AM. So, bed at 10, woke up at 6:30 and took my pill (an hour before food or coffee, then an hour's nap. Do not expect me to be upright, lucid and civil without coffee), and slept till after 9AM. I don't remember the last time I slept that long. Usually my joints chase me out of bed after about six hours. Kicked that migraine to the curb, though. Little hangover, but it only lasted the day.
We bought slate patterned ceramic floor tiles to lay loose on the wire baker's rack shelves. They look damn fine. And I whitewashed the matchstick shade we hung behind the rack as a backing. It really looks good. I love improv.
It's a nice little bowery place to sit and read. I need to figure out how to hang a porch swing--the aluminum roof sure won't hold it.
All the pictures and reports from this past weekend's con have been marvelous. I would like to refer to Jared's new 'do as a samurai's topknot, though, rather than a manbun. Sounds like a masculine rabbit.
Hallo lovely flisties!
May. 3rd, 2015 08:14 pmMan, this is the *third* post--LJ's swallowed the other two.
I just wanted to apologize for being so thin on the ground hereabouts of late. I've kind of had my head down. I pulled the trigger on my BB draft and got a confirmation email back. Man, Wendy must be seeing double by now, with all the last-minute influx. Anyhoo, all that's left to do now is, um, write it into a thing that's actually readable. By people. Alons-y!
To celebrate, OH and I went out for a long drive yesterday, stopped for ice cream but the lines were oh hell no long, and you know, neither of us actually needs ice cream anyway.
I did get to rescue a kitten--small child running, kitten grasped in both hands around shoulders and chest, wee head bobbing at every step, hindparts swinging to and fro. I asked politely if I could hold the kitten, and tucked it up close into my (comparatively) massive and (very) protective chest, cradled its backside and hooked my chin above its head, making of my body a mama-cave for the kitty. I believe I was on the point of achieving purrs, when the parent of the child appeared, and I surrendered the kitty with apparent good grace. The dialog in my head, however, was running: Other Human, how much cash you got on you? okay, your $37.48 and my $12.75--"I will give you $50, cash, right now, for this kitten." We can pick up litter, litterbox, and food on the credit card, and find a vet who accepts installment payment.
But the dialog stayed inner, and the kitten went away. To compensate for the sadness, OH drove me by the koi pond supply place to pay annual homage to the Empress tree in bloom. I will not attempt to add a picture, since that has crashed le El Jay twice. I will tell you that it is a candelabra tree, with wide-spaced branches and hyooge honkin' leaves, that has blossoms that look like upside down wisteria blooms. We used to see them volunteer in NC, mostly grown up through the middle of roofless abandoned buildings. But here they're ornamentals, planted on purpose to show off their shape and leaves and flowers. Pretty trees.
So, I am back. I've tried to keep track, even if I haven't been chatty. Tell me if there's stuff I missed. I missed *being* chatty. Hi!
And, along with not being able to embed a photo, or read comments on other people's posts, apparently I can't choose a tag from my personal tags. What up with that, ElJay?
I just wanted to apologize for being so thin on the ground hereabouts of late. I've kind of had my head down. I pulled the trigger on my BB draft and got a confirmation email back. Man, Wendy must be seeing double by now, with all the last-minute influx. Anyhoo, all that's left to do now is, um, write it into a thing that's actually readable. By people. Alons-y!
To celebrate, OH and I went out for a long drive yesterday, stopped for ice cream but the lines were oh hell no long, and you know, neither of us actually needs ice cream anyway.
I did get to rescue a kitten--small child running, kitten grasped in both hands around shoulders and chest, wee head bobbing at every step, hindparts swinging to and fro. I asked politely if I could hold the kitten, and tucked it up close into my (comparatively) massive and (very) protective chest, cradled its backside and hooked my chin above its head, making of my body a mama-cave for the kitty. I believe I was on the point of achieving purrs, when the parent of the child appeared, and I surrendered the kitty with apparent good grace. The dialog in my head, however, was running: Other Human, how much cash you got on you? okay, your $37.48 and my $12.75--"I will give you $50, cash, right now, for this kitten." We can pick up litter, litterbox, and food on the credit card, and find a vet who accepts installment payment.
But the dialog stayed inner, and the kitten went away. To compensate for the sadness, OH drove me by the koi pond supply place to pay annual homage to the Empress tree in bloom. I will not attempt to add a picture, since that has crashed le El Jay twice. I will tell you that it is a candelabra tree, with wide-spaced branches and hyooge honkin' leaves, that has blossoms that look like upside down wisteria blooms. We used to see them volunteer in NC, mostly grown up through the middle of roofless abandoned buildings. But here they're ornamentals, planted on purpose to show off their shape and leaves and flowers. Pretty trees.
So, I am back. I've tried to keep track, even if I haven't been chatty. Tell me if there's stuff I missed. I missed *being* chatty. Hi!
And, along with not being able to embed a photo, or read comments on other people's posts, apparently I can't choose a tag from my personal tags. What up with that, ElJay?
