Reccy, ramble and muse
Anyone who was intrigued by my talk of Top Gear slash should read this fic by
the_fun_monkey.
It's not actually slash, and its sort of a Supernatural crossover, but I'm reccing it anyway because its hilarious and the tone is spot on.
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I've spent all day with the lines "Be not too hard / For life is short / And nothing is given to man" going round and round in my head. Except I was blanking on the 'too hard' part and I couldn't remember who it was by. I assumed it was a poem.
Googled it just now and it turns out that its lyrics to a song by Manfred Mann's Earth Band. Who I've never heard of.
My mind does this so often, comes up with ragged, half remembered lines that have been dredged up, Coelacanth like, from the depths of my memory; all torn and battered from the change in pressure.
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I was half paying attention to the England game that mr oddegg was watching and I saw Peter Crouch warming up and thought "I wonder if there are people who slash football players out there"
And a quick search of LJ reveals that, yes - there are.
But I'm not going to be reading any of it.
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I've just started reading a non-fiction book about exorcism's in America and have gone
"Hmmm. I could add this idea to my J2 AU 'based around an entire album' fic that is the idea I chose NOT to go with for BigBang but which I shall be writing as well as J2 AU partly-epistolary 'based on a childrens book' fic I decided on"
So I now have to research exorcisms and Southern Baptist beliefs as well as US college practices, foster home practices and under-age sex workers.
I shouldn't read. Or think.
the_fun_monkey.
It's not actually slash, and its sort of a Supernatural crossover, but I'm reccing it anyway because its hilarious and the tone is spot on.
***
I've spent all day with the lines "Be not too hard / For life is short / And nothing is given to man" going round and round in my head. Except I was blanking on the 'too hard' part and I couldn't remember who it was by. I assumed it was a poem.
Googled it just now and it turns out that its lyrics to a song by Manfred Mann's Earth Band. Who I've never heard of.
My mind does this so often, comes up with ragged, half remembered lines that have been dredged up, Coelacanth like, from the depths of my memory; all torn and battered from the change in pressure.
***
I was half paying attention to the England game that mr oddegg was watching and I saw Peter Crouch warming up and thought "I wonder if there are people who slash football players out there"
And a quick search of LJ reveals that, yes - there are.
But I'm not going to be reading any of it.
***
I've just started reading a non-fiction book about exorcism's in America and have gone
"Hmmm. I could add this idea to my J2 AU 'based around an entire album' fic that is the idea I chose NOT to go with for BigBang but which I shall be writing as well as J2 AU partly-epistolary 'based on a childrens book' fic I decided on"
So I now have to research exorcisms and Southern Baptist beliefs as well as US college practices, foster home practices and under-age sex workers.
I shouldn't read. Or think.