Nov. 15th, 2006 02:42 pm
thebratqueen: Captain Marvel (bookworm)
It is rainy, which is good, but still erring on the side of warm, which is bad. I dispprove! Thanksgiving is NEXT WEEK damn it! Get cold already!

This weekend I'll be having brunch with folks from my dance group as we watch the local Thanksgiving day parade. There's an Indian restaurant on the parade route that has a fab. buffet, and seats right by the window. You can't see the bands thanks to the people on the sidewalk, but you can still enjoy the sound of them as well as the balloons.

Last night I had a dream that I turned around and was being stared at by five bunnies. Their attitudes seemed to be that of "Huh, what's this tall thing standing in front of us?" but I suspect the real symbolism is that my plot bunnies are starting to have minds of their own and will eventually rise up to kill me.
thebratqueen: Captain Marvel (Snakes)
You know, I never tire of seeing what keywords trigger a sponsored ad in gmail. The last bit of amusement was for a site to teach me how to "dress to bless." I now know the secret weapon to make sure that I do not sin by tempting boys with my girlflesh! And apparently the way to teach boys not to be tempted is to tie them up with duct tape. Are we surprised by this? Of course not.

Anyway, point being that the keywords that set that off were in an email discussion about Narnia porn, and IIRC specifically during the part where we were talking about Peter/Aslan, and you know I'm going to take a wild stab in the dark and guess that the dress to bless folks don't bring THAT up at their meetings, much though it would be interesting if they would ("Have you seen that mane? You know he's a big nelly bottom.")

In spite of my desires (there's no segue here) I shall not be getting a puppy. My co-op has a limit on pets and there are no dogs allowed, and the number of cats is limited to two. So I shall have to be content with Mac and Luna, and stop staring wistfully at puppy pages because you'd think that would help, but it wouldn't.

Unless I got an imaginary puppy.... *shifty eyes*

Am actually feeling somewhat awake today. If this lasts I'm so going to see the movie tonight.
thebratqueen: Captain Marvel (Barb)
Reminding my body that food really is a good thing is still proving to be a challenge. I'm doing my humble best though.

To answer a question I got a couple of times: Yes, the RPGFH is one of the stories that isn't yet up on the newly revamped website. But it will be. Odds are good it'll be one of the very next updates since it just involves me coding an index page for it. It's just not going to happen right now since I need to aim my productive self at other things, like a story that's half a month past deadline. Ahem.

Things here in the land of Siam are warm, which SUCKS. Warm means it's harder to enjoy a cup of proper tea. Plus it means it's WARM which is sick and wrong. I thoroughly disapprove of this whole spring/summer concept. (Though I do enjoy the flowers and the fresh veggies. I am fickle.)

I was originally going to do a post about how traditionally Good Friday for me involves quiet contemplation, and how today was probably going to be all about the knitting and the reading and not so much with the writing of gay porn. Then one of my plot bunnies got insistant so not so much with that I guess. Well hey, if God wanted me to spend today reading he wouldn't be sending me porny inspiration. All His fault really.


Jun. 6th, 2005 07:08 pm
thebratqueen: Captain Marvel (goldsting)
You know what's fun? Feeling like your eyeballs are being squished out of your head thanks to the weather. All this and we don't have nifty thunder and lightening to show for it! Phooey, I say phooey!

In other news, [livejournal.com profile] byrne is an evil, evil influence! She should be ashamed of herself! She has twice today enabled the worst in me. Shame, shame!

I had all sorts of other stuff to post about writing and inspiration, but then my eyes started being squished out of my head. So instead I wince and wait to be able to get home from work.

[wait wait wait]


Mar. 8th, 2005 02:59 pm
thebratqueen: Captain Marvel (kitten)
Attention [livejournal.com profile] flaming_muse and [livejournal.com profile] cheesygirl:

You see that plot bunny over there? The tiny one that looks like a very small, earnest young Watcher-to-Be and the vampire who cares for him? I don't care how much it twitches its adorable nose it is going right back home with you!

Oh sure, you say you're going to fed and water it, but we all know who's going to end up changing its litter and making sure it somehow leads towards angst, smut, and various forms of snuggling.

Nope, nope. Back home with you! Go on now!
thebratqueen: Captain Marvel (glasses)
Joy Cometh in the Morning, which is the zine being put together where the proceeds will go to tsunami disaster relief, is apparently looking at the Red Cross, Doctors Without Borders, and Wold Vision as possible recipiets. You can follow the link to learn more.

Elsewhere, [livejournal.com profile] angelusverse has been updated with a new story from me, called Still an Enemy.

And with that, I go to bed. Night!
thebratqueen: Captain Marvel (Angelus)
Remember the insane plot idea that I thought wouldn't see the light of day until next summer?

Turns out I suck at estimating timelines. ;)

Meet [livejournal.com profile] angelusverse. As it says in the community info:

Every dimension is different. In some dimensions, Buffy Summers never came to Sunnydale, Cordelia Chase became a famous actress instead of a seer, shrimp either took over the world or were banished from it entirely...

..and in this one, instead of getting a soul, Angelus got a job offer.

For reasons perhaps known only to himself, he said yes.

Ever wonder what would happen if that perverted bastard got funding, Wolfram & Hart got a CEO of truly creative evil, and what the Angel Investigations gang would have to do if the vampire who was supposed to be the center of their universe was actually their mortal enemy?

So did we.


A fanfic verse shared by [livejournal.com profile] kita0610, [livejournal.com profile] obsessedmuch, [livejournal.com profile] ros_fod, and [livejournal.com profile] thebratqueen. Warnings include, but are not limited to: AU, slash, darkfic, language, blood, guts, horror, and incest. We don't promise a linear timeline, but we do promise to show you the good bits.

Anyone can read, only the authors will post.


The first post (written by yours truly) can be found here.

thebratqueen: Captain Marvel (Angelus)
So I have this idea. And it's possibly an insane, crack-riddled idea. And even if it's not words cannot emphasize enough how much this would not see the light of day for months. Like summer 2005, at best. Maybe fall.

That being said, whether or not it sees the light of day would depend on how much people would buy into it. So I present unto you a snippet. 'tis a wee snippet, and does not explain everything, but if this thing happened then something like this would be in it, and I figure there's only one way to check if that's the sort of thing people would like.

So, uh. That.

Not even sure what to call it. 'cause if I told you what it was about, I'd have to kill you )
thebratqueen: Captain Marvel (gay pants)
Proof that nothing sparks the compelling urge to be productive on just about anything other than what you're supposed to be productive on comes tonight, in which I really need to be working on a story for a certain thing which has a deadline of this Monday, so naturally what's at the forefront of my mind is a short story.

That's RPS.

Head -> Desk.
thebratqueen: Captain Marvel (dbsweater)
So here's the insan-o fic idea of the moment, courtesy of me chatting with [livejournal.com profile] wolfling last night on IRC...

Cut for the vague description of hyppogryffs )
thebratqueen: Captain Marvel (French Treatment)
Want to write? Check.

Have time to write? Check.... ish. Ahem.

Have energy to write? Ahh, not so much.

Yup. Engine's revving, I'm up on blocks. Hate when that happens. So I tell all of you, because I know you'll find that fascinating.

If I were to write I'd be on AIM or IRC at this moment, and possibly even multi-tasking a new part of Pet out of the bargain. As it is I sit here and paw at the computer screen mournfully. Or at least metaphorically as obviously right now I'm typing.

In other news....

[livejournal.com profile] ros_fod is a dirty little liar because not only does she not, to all reports, look like Vinnie but neither is she currently stalking me. I would not normally complain about that second bit but she said she was stalking me and yet when I look out into the bushes by my back door I don't see her. Clearly she is a liar, or simply not putting forth the work effort.

[livejournal.com profile] mpoetess is an italic fetishest. I leave it to you to decide if that makes her worthy of remaining on your friends list. I swear if it wasn't for all the elf vodka I'd never be able to stand her m'self.

Finally, when oh when (heh - see what I did there? with the italics?) will somebody write a fic in which Wes is forced to marry Lindsey while he (Wes) is secretly in love/lust with Angel, and of course Angel is just as much in love/lust for him in return? Judges would also allow Lindsey to be in lust with Angel as well, as this would be pretty, and also Lindsey is not blind. Double bonus points for secret meetings between Wes and Angel where their desire nearly overcomes them but they're kept from fully acting on it, and for Angel having to fight to win Wes in the end. Or possibly an angsty ending where Wes is trapped with Linds forever and always, but he still tries to sneak out and be with Angel.

I have a thing about people being tapped and/or in cages, have you noticed that? Yeah, probably not. I'm... whaddyacallit... subtle.

Speaking of which, I'm off to be wet, soapy, and naked while thinking about porn. As Ted Alexandro says, you do the math.
thebratqueen: Captain Marvel (priest wes)
You know, you'd think that you'd be able to guess the type of bunny I'd get bitten by on my way home from a slash con.

You'd be wrong but you'd think you could guess that.

In other news, too tired to write anything but suspect that when I get brainpower enough it'll be a new installment of Pet. At some point I really need to do the final editing pass on Trust Me so it can get posted to lists and archives and such; there isn't nearly enough Little Baby Wesley fic in the world, nor is there enough fic where Wes is either dressed as a priest and/or actually is one; at some point I also need to get drunk enough or lose my sense of shame enough to write out the summary of that AtS in WW universe thing (JH? Care to help with that shame thing? You're so good at it, after all [g] ); I gotta get together with Kita so Spike and Angel can have emotionally confusing yet physically satisfying sex which might actually involve penetration; and if I end up writing this new insane evil plot bunny from Hell I'll track down everyone who encouraged me without even realizing it and give them a spanking.

Oh, and I still wanna write more RPS.

[reads all that over]

Yep, I'm nuts.

How's by y'all?
thebratqueen: Captain Marvel (glasses)
ETA: Some tweaks and changes have been made based on people's suggestions in the comments. My thanks to those who offered them!

Habit, Part Four. AKA, the final chapter. )
thebratqueen: Captain Marvel (glasses)
Second part of the new kinkfic/WIP. And look! I've learned from my mistakes! I already know to provide a way to say that previous parts can be found right here. See? She can be taught =)

Habit, Part Two. )
thebratqueen: Captain Marvel (glasses)
So as I started writing the bunny I realized this was going to be more of a "post in installments" thing than a "get it all done tonight" thing. This is so unusual for me because, as we know, I am an expert in knowing exactly how long all my stories are going to be.


Anyway, here's part one of the new bunny. It's called "Habit" and it's a little bit kinkfic, little bit WIP. It's also dedicated to [livejournal.com profile] wesleysgirl, who is an evil, evil woman.

[ETA: some tweaks were made to correct word choices I didn't like, and to clarify a part that was inadvertently ambiguous.]

Habit, Part One. Spoilers up to Shells.  )


Mar. 23rd, 2004 02:11 pm
thebratqueen: Captain Marvel (dbsweater)
[notices little plot!bunny finally snap into place]

[backs away slowly]

Okay, I've got four more hours of work before I can get home and write. Nobody startle it!

[Sekrit note to people who were helping me brainstorm: it helped when I figured out I was trying to tell two entirely different stories at the exact same time. Pick one, find a POV, bang. Worked. Now I just need to write it before it stops working.]
thebratqueen: Captain Marvel (gay pants)
Day with family was fun, but LOUD. I once again have admiration for those who have to live with the under 5 set on a regular basis. All it took was eight hours for me to be ready to throw in the towel. Y'all have my blessing. Seriously.

Talked with Dad about the tax thing, as it was his accountant I used. Turns out it's a twisty-turny thing of deductions, as my parents and I jointly own my apartment. Last year it worked out better to put that deduction under my name, this year it worked out better to put it under his. However, Dad's going to spot me some of the resulting refund from that. So I'm not SOL after all, I'm just getting the refund I expected in different ways. That's cool then.

The evil nasty bunny that [livejournal.com profile] wesleysgirl is enabling in me has not yet died, which increases the likelihood that I may start posting parts of it in my LJ sometime this week. Still hammering out the outline, and the present vs past tense issues, but had an epiphany about it that I liked in terms of the outline setup so we step ever closer to me blatently indulging yet another of my kinks. Though hopefully in a slightly more serious manner than I'm doing with the indulge-o-rama that is Pet. We shall see.

And with that, I'm off to bed. Night!
thebratqueen: Captain Marvel (goldsting)
Got my paperwork back from the accountant. Between the refund I'm getting from the state and the amount I have to pay the Feds I'm coming out ahead, but even still I'm annoyed that I had to pay anything to the Feds at all.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying I mind taxes per se. I'm saying I mind paying taxes now when in theory I had the maximum taken out of my paycheck over the past year. This should have been paid already, and yet somehow it was not. Color me not amused in the slightest.

I'll go over the paperwork this week, see if I can make heads or tails of it. But as the accountant who did the return is good and the accountant my boss uses to calculate how much to deduct from my paycheck is bad (he's a friend of the boss's, which is why the boss uses him. Frankly the boss doesn't like his work either) I suspect this was a screwup on the math of the past year more than the math of the return itself. Now the question remains of whether we can get the math fixed for the remainder of this year or if I'll be stuck with the same problem in 365 days. (Also, considering the refund from one and the payment on the other, I can't help but wonder if somebody screwed up and switched what money was supposed to go to where. Grr. At least the two of them more or less even out. That's something.)


In other news it's a lovely Sunday afternoon. Older Bro and his wife and kids are coming up for a visit, so that should be fun. In theory I was going to spring clean today but for the sake of my family I will boldly sacrifice that need and put it aside until another day. I'm loyal like that.

I'm also stuck with a bunny which was inspired by the junkie ficathon thing and blatently encouraged by one [livejournal.com profile] wesleygirl, she of many evil bunny births in her day, so we'll see if the idea survives the night or if I've got another Strategy on my hands.

Finally, happy spring! =)
thebratqueen: Captain Marvel (lex dave addict)
[tries to work]

[keeps pondering tidbit about s4 DVDs that [livejournal.com profile] doyle_sb4 mentioned]

[sees RPS plot bunny staring at her]

Oh no. Nuh-uh. I've got my eye on you. Just hop right back into your rabbit hutch. There's already enough madness here.

[tries to pretend self is not insane]

[may or may not be successful]


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