Because any show with people who can't die can automatically be crossed over.
I feel like this post should be in telegram format, but instead of 'stop' every line would end in 'ow'. (Heroes was neat ow. You should all be watching Journeyman ow. My internal organs hurt ow.)
Mostly because of clarify's strange and unique ability to be both enthusiastic about writing projects and actually finish them, I have set out to actually complete something. Apparently that something is a Heroes/Highlander crossover. (I don't think I could have picked a fandom to cross Heroes with that less of the people I know are familiar with. I think if I'd picked Early Edition there would be more source recognition.) So far I have about 3 chapters and 6000 words, because I'm insane. (This is the longest thing I've written in a really, really long time. And it's not stopping. It still needs to be beaten to death by a ninja editing team, but. I actually kind of like it.)
I finally sat down and finished Cat's Eye, by Margaret Atwood, who is somehow capable of writing a beautiful novel entirely in first person present. Margaret Atwood is magic. Cat's Eye isn't the most impressive thing I've read by her - Atwood's earlier books seem to me to be mostly character exploration, which is nice but a little lacking in urgency - but it was still very, very good. Handmaid's Tale and Oryx and Crake are still the books I would recommend first by her, and I recommend them very, very highly. (I think of Handmaid's Tale as required reading. Feminist dystopia, you guys!)
We did a mini-Thanksgiving last week, because we got a free turkey but had no freezer space, and we're doing an official one tomorrow with the immediate family plus my brother's SO, who is by this point pretty much 'immediate family'. My cousin, who I saw for the first time recently in about a decade, had other plans, but we might try to get together for Channukah. (My family's kind of Food Jewish by this point. We do Christmas presents, the occasional tree, a menorah, and latkes. There was a year or two where we didn't do any winter holiday celebration at all, and it was the most viciously depressing thing in the entire world. Now we basically shoot for a minimum of candles and presents.)
We've been working on the apartment, and there is a living room slowly emerging, as well as a new wall of cabinets in the dining room space, which is providing much-needed kitchen storage. This place has the smallest kitchen we've ever had, and we've had to master the kitchen-dance thing where two very hungry people try to navigate a small hallway-galley of a workspace and make their meals. Holiday meal preparation is an exciting exercise in geometry and choreography. There are possibly pirouettes involved. (If I was horribly rich I would buy all of my groceries at Trader Joe's and put a treadmill in the living room. I would be a really boring rich person, but my freezer would be full of wonderful things.)
Okay one final thing: Did you know that the reason women have long, adult-looking fingernails is because they push the skin at the end of the nail back? If you said 'yes, this is obvious' then you are apparently living a more informed life than me. My mother handed me a ring she'd found when unpacking, and I put it on and it was very fancy and had, like, gemstones, and I made sad noises about my hand because the ring looked kind of strange on it. "You have lovely hands!" she said, because she is a mother and contractually obliged to say this. I said that they looked like a fifteen-year-old's. (They do. Though maybe less moisturized.) "If you pushed the cuticles back, you would have an adult woman's hand. That's how you get nails with the oval shape."
American women (and possibly all women, who knows) apparently ritualistically push back the cuticle, to get the appearance of a slightly different nail shape, because this is - common practice and fashion and so steeped into our visual culture that even I, with no knowledge of all of this (I'd heard people make noise about cuticles, certainly, but I figured it was more of that mysterious nail moisturizing/buffing/whatever world that I didn't plan to take part in), can recognize that my hands look younger because I do not do this. Where do people learn these things? I occasionally stumble onto them completely randomly and there is this whole world of cuticle-pushing and Adult Woman Life that I was never trained for, and it's weird.
Mostly because of clarify's strange and unique ability to be both enthusiastic about writing projects and actually finish them, I have set out to actually complete something. Apparently that something is a Heroes/Highlander crossover. (I don't think I could have picked a fandom to cross Heroes with that less of the people I know are familiar with. I think if I'd picked Early Edition there would be more source recognition.) So far I have about 3 chapters and 6000 words, because I'm insane. (This is the longest thing I've written in a really, really long time. And it's not stopping. It still needs to be beaten to death by a ninja editing team, but. I actually kind of like it.)
I finally sat down and finished Cat's Eye, by Margaret Atwood, who is somehow capable of writing a beautiful novel entirely in first person present. Margaret Atwood is magic. Cat's Eye isn't the most impressive thing I've read by her - Atwood's earlier books seem to me to be mostly character exploration, which is nice but a little lacking in urgency - but it was still very, very good. Handmaid's Tale and Oryx and Crake are still the books I would recommend first by her, and I recommend them very, very highly. (I think of Handmaid's Tale as required reading. Feminist dystopia, you guys!)
We did a mini-Thanksgiving last week, because we got a free turkey but had no freezer space, and we're doing an official one tomorrow with the immediate family plus my brother's SO, who is by this point pretty much 'immediate family'. My cousin, who I saw for the first time recently in about a decade, had other plans, but we might try to get together for Channukah. (My family's kind of Food Jewish by this point. We do Christmas presents, the occasional tree, a menorah, and latkes. There was a year or two where we didn't do any winter holiday celebration at all, and it was the most viciously depressing thing in the entire world. Now we basically shoot for a minimum of candles and presents.)
We've been working on the apartment, and there is a living room slowly emerging, as well as a new wall of cabinets in the dining room space, which is providing much-needed kitchen storage. This place has the smallest kitchen we've ever had, and we've had to master the kitchen-dance thing where two very hungry people try to navigate a small hallway-galley of a workspace and make their meals. Holiday meal preparation is an exciting exercise in geometry and choreography. There are possibly pirouettes involved. (If I was horribly rich I would buy all of my groceries at Trader Joe's and put a treadmill in the living room. I would be a really boring rich person, but my freezer would be full of wonderful things.)
Okay one final thing: Did you know that the reason women have long, adult-looking fingernails is because they push the skin at the end of the nail back? If you said 'yes, this is obvious' then you are apparently living a more informed life than me. My mother handed me a ring she'd found when unpacking, and I put it on and it was very fancy and had, like, gemstones, and I made sad noises about my hand because the ring looked kind of strange on it. "You have lovely hands!" she said, because she is a mother and contractually obliged to say this. I said that they looked like a fifteen-year-old's. (They do. Though maybe less moisturized.) "If you pushed the cuticles back, you would have an adult woman's hand. That's how you get nails with the oval shape."
American women (and possibly all women, who knows) apparently ritualistically push back the cuticle, to get the appearance of a slightly different nail shape, because this is - common practice and fashion and so steeped into our visual culture that even I, with no knowledge of all of this (I'd heard people make noise about cuticles, certainly, but I figured it was more of that mysterious nail moisturizing/buffing/whatever world that I didn't plan to take part in), can recognize that my hands look younger because I do not do this. Where do people learn these things? I occasionally stumble onto them completely randomly and there is this whole world of cuticle-pushing and Adult Woman Life that I was never trained for, and it's weird.