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Man, I wish I could post new fic every single day. Or at least a livecap. Or something...
My internetting world is shrinking by the day (possibly because it's that time of year and everything's a bit slow, but even so I stopped looking at a lot of websites months ago because of their relentless slagging off of my show and how boring it got) but I also just ditched my favorite game app on Facebook, because it's been broken for months. Breaks my heart - I carefully cultivated it over 17 MONTHS and worked really hard to get it to where I got it, but if the app itself doesn't work, it kinda cuts down on the efficacy of actually, y'know, working on it.
Writing a bit here and there; this week's been quite busy so there hasn't been time. I'm in the midst of the fourth chapter or installment or whatever of the thing (I wish I had a proper title for it; I guess I can openly say that I call it "Plums" right now, since that will not be its final title). It seemed excessively wordy when I wrote it, but when I read it back, it wasn't too bad. I like it, even if I have no confidence that anybody else will.
I am doing the rewatch indeed (and if I get a chance tonight I may post some thoughts on it, or at least get started writing up a "season so far" post) and again, haven't gotten very far because of lack of time at home. But I was also kind of dragging my feet on it a bit. Once I got it underway, I was glad, though; dammit, it's really good. But I cannot wait to mention the one glaring detail -
When Nathan calls Peter when the other abilities begin to manifest, freaking him out, PETER DOESN'T ANSWER HIS CALLS OR RETURN THEM. He just lets it go to voicemail and walks away.
Interesting detail. Not out of character; not at all. Just... interesting. And heartbreaking. And sad. And makes me want to call my mom and tell her I love her.
Dammit I miss the show. Not even just because of the hiatus; I miss the fact that I'm not watching it RIGHT NOW.
My internetting world is shrinking by the day (possibly because it's that time of year and everything's a bit slow, but even so I stopped looking at a lot of websites months ago because of their relentless slagging off of my show and how boring it got) but I also just ditched my favorite game app on Facebook, because it's been broken for months. Breaks my heart - I carefully cultivated it over 17 MONTHS and worked really hard to get it to where I got it, but if the app itself doesn't work, it kinda cuts down on the efficacy of actually, y'know, working on it.
Writing a bit here and there; this week's been quite busy so there hasn't been time. I'm in the midst of the fourth chapter or installment or whatever of the thing (I wish I had a proper title for it; I guess I can openly say that I call it "Plums" right now, since that will not be its final title). It seemed excessively wordy when I wrote it, but when I read it back, it wasn't too bad. I like it, even if I have no confidence that anybody else will.
I am doing the rewatch indeed (and if I get a chance tonight I may post some thoughts on it, or at least get started writing up a "season so far" post) and again, haven't gotten very far because of lack of time at home. But I was also kind of dragging my feet on it a bit. Once I got it underway, I was glad, though; dammit, it's really good. But I cannot wait to mention the one glaring detail -
When Nathan calls Peter when the other abilities begin to manifest, freaking him out, PETER DOESN'T ANSWER HIS CALLS OR RETURN THEM. He just lets it go to voicemail and walks away.
Interesting detail. Not out of character; not at all. Just... interesting. And heartbreaking. And sad. And makes me want to call my mom and tell her I love her.
Dammit I miss the show. Not even just because of the hiatus; I miss the fact that I'm not watching it RIGHT NOW.