inaboveherhead

PSA: holy crap I've written something fannish. Just, *bam*, like that, out of nowhere when I've written nothing in many, many moons.

...huh.

This looks like a lot of fun and the potential for crack is mind boggling!!

Questions, as asked by candlewaxdreams

1. Tell me your favorite thing about living in Australia, and would you ever live anywhere else?

I don't know if there's any one thing, really. It's all of it. I guess it would have to boil down to the fact that we're such a laid back, easy going, friendly country. We have everything we need in abundance. It's easy to be yourself, to be different, to take a chance and do what you want. It may not be easy to have everything, but it's possible to achieve a great deal of your goals if you're willing to work for it.

edit: and no, no I would never live anywhere else.

2. What is the best thing about being a mother?

I can't cheat and say everything? Honestly, I would have to say the unconditional, unquestioning love of another being. James can spend four hours running away from me, saying "no" to anything I suggest, but you can bet on the fact that if he knocks his knee, or falls over, or feels tired... I'm the first one he comes to. Hugs and snuggles and kisses come unabashed, unasked for, uncensored. I can pick him up at random, any time of the day, and tickle him, kiss his face, cheek, neck, back, tummy, make him incoherent with giggles, and it's all ok. It's welcomed.

William Thackery said "Mother is the name of God on the lips and hearts of little children". And, as egotistical as it sounds, it's true. There is nothing that a cuddle from Mummy can't fix, no injury Mummy can't kiss better, no hot food Mummy can't blow on to cool it down.

It's true, a toddler (any child, really) takes and takes and takes without reservation, great big greedy handfuls of time and energy and patience until you want to tear out your hair, but it's a double sided coin, because they give back without restraint.

It's the most rewarding thing I've ever done. Cliched, yes, but true.

3. What superpower would you want?

I want regeneration. Nothing as banal as flying. If I get to choose, I want to be unreservedly healthy and unharmed.

4. Favorite childhood memory?

See, now you're asking me to do the impossible. I have many good childhood memories and if you ask me again tomorrow my answer will be different. How do I chose? At what stage of childhood? There's many factors here.

But this is the one that springs to mind right now:

I must have been about three or four. My mother had taken us girls (my two sisters and I) to town and while we were there we'd visited a sweet shop. We'd been able to buy a little thing and I think we got a little tube of smarties (M&M type choc buttons), wherein the tube had a face and legs and arms and yadda, yadda. Kid things. Anyways, my sisters being older than me made me share mine, so I did handing them out. But when it came time for them, they took their sweets and retreated to the far ends of the earth. I got nothing. Understandably, I was very upset and went crying to my mum.

She sat me on her knee and showed me a magic trick involving some words I can't remember and closing my eyes. And, BAM, when I opened my eyes again, the little tube of sweets had been filled to the top again.

Magic (and the foresight of a mother who knew her two eldest daughters and their dastardly deeds).

5. What is your favorite L/V fic that you did not write and why?

This, I think, is the hardest question you've asked. Because fic is a mood thing. I have several 'favourites' and it really all depends on what kind of mood I'm in, how much time I have, etc. So I shall just name a few of the classics...

--> "Hollywood Makeover". Not so much L/V, but still an awesome fic. It's great both in terms of humour, but also on the deeper levels.

--> "Keeping Count of Broken Promises". Still the only fic to ever make me cry. I bet you can't figure out when. Although, sometimes getting too bogged down in the "Veronica is a bitch" wave, overall a great fic with some great emotional development and lots of smut (we like smut!).

--> "When the Cuddling Isn't the Best Part". Hoooooomgyod. Do I need to explain this one? Characterization. Emotional Development. Angst. SMUT! Jesus, the smut!

--> "Purple Monkey Dishwasher". The most bizzare and yet, most awesome fic to ever be written or read.

--> "Revision to the Status Quo" and all accompanying fics in the series therein (I still have to repost these, dammit, I am lazy). It's so well written that I almost wish it had gone down this way.

*****


For completely random purposes... James had a picnic with his girlfriend today. Awwww. James and Misha... feasting!

You've seen it, now ( Click to vote in the poll )

And in other news: as evidenced by my recent television viewing habits, I have apparently regressed 20+ years...and have a renewed fascination with threesomes (see Vampire Diaries Icon).

*facepalm*

Ok, so Bones: ( Read more... )

Jon Bon Jovi? Really?

o_0

*waits for flood of Lexi/Jon/Stefan fanfic*

And this makes a total of 31 states not allowing gay marriage.

Now, had the vote been 89% against it I might not be as pissed (okay, yeah I would but for a different reason). But it's less than 53%. That means a SIGNIFICANT MINORITY, just BARELY UNDER the majority of people will/can have their rights dictated to them by others.

So, you know what? I want a Stoopid People Referendum, where only the smartest 51% of the US population (intelligence levels as decided by me, of course) gets to decide whether the other 49% will be allowed to procreate. I don't want any more idiots diluting to the gene pool.

I just...arg. Nevermind.

5150 / 50000 words. 10% done!

I need a Nano icon. But not the ones they have on the site. Anyone know of some? FOUND SOME at nano_icons

Also, Nano Novel just isn't going to cut it. I think I need a random title generator or something, please.

THANKS!!

Well, hell. It's been over a month since we've spoken, eh? I never write, I never... write.

Sorry. It's not that I don't love you.

It's that I was wrapped up in my visiting sweetheart when I wasn't wrapped up in my job. Both continue to be wonderful. Occasionally I would check in with the Livejournal/Dreamwidth type peeps and wonder if I wasn't using up more than my share of happy in the world right now, but I think you all know I would give you my left breast if it would help you over some rough patch in your lives, so I go on.

Things I have learned since last we spoke:

Being Human is Kind Of Awesome. And by "kind of" I mean "REALLY REALLY". It would be most excellent if more people would watch this (six episodes! It's nothing! SG-1 was ten years of our lives! Give it a whirl!) but since I haven't been around to know whether you've been watching it, I'm not really going to get on your case about it. I shall say this: George = love. Nina and Annie really grew on me, from different directions. I remain mildly indifferent about the other one, but I'm invested because George and Annie are.

It's really fabulous when your sweetheart also enjoys scifi, isn't it? He's been to more conventions than I have (virtually every sci fi fan has, I should say. I've been to one panel! But it was awesome. It was about writing sex, naturally. And I kind of crashed it, so,) is just as excited about Being Human, and borrowed my Colson Whitehead for the plane home (he left Somnambulist by Jonathan Barnes as a hostage). I didn't know this about him really, before. But then, when you're in each other's company non-stop for three weeks, you stop worrying about whether you can fart in front of one another, or avoid occasional zits on your back where you can't see anyway or whether your sweetie knows you have a fannish journal or whatever.

Actually, while we're on things that I've learned: I didn't realize you could *have* that much sex, in that many ways, in just three weeks. I tell you. The things you learn when you find someone highly compatible. I mean, the things you learn about yourself in the throes too, but that's another story. Also: copious great sex is a fantastic way to prevent migraines. I haven't had such a complete absence of head pain in... wow, a long time.

My students have found new and inventive ways to describe the natural world. Sometimes it makes me sad that I can't give them partial credit for alternate realities.

I was promised snow by November, and it's been a balmy 70 degrees here today. There's no predicting the weather. Also they turned on the heater at work, which means I'm wearing the most summery clothes I have since arriving at this job (the AC was a little enthusiastic in the summer.)

I'm so behind on my Christmas knitting. On needles: blazing orange scarf (Nana's yarn) with pockets for Amina, fair isle Argyle socks for Dad (first knitting for Dad! I'm worried that there's little stretch), Baltimore yarn sweater for me. At some point: fingerless gloves and socks for me. Probably after the holidays.

Hope everyone is well. Holla if I should know about something. I love you. See how good I am about saying that? I'm getting really good.