hello again, ElJay.. still here, as always
Hmm... so i used to hit ElJay at least 3x a week, on average. Fic was found here (primarily), and assorted random things to indulge my fan-obsessions.
Then Tumblr happened to me. And subscribing to all those damn comms on FF.net, so i get the fic updates in my email. I satisfy the obsessive tendencies via Tumblr, which has given me a window to the brains of all the authors i love, also, so really, where's the loss? (this point possibly is nothing different from satisfying the obsessive tendencies, and thus shouldn't utilize the word "also" but whatever)
Well the loss is my beloved ol' livejournal. Neglected, as it often ends up. At least it never goes anywhere, right? More like a dog-type than a cat-type, obviously. Futurama, anyone? No one? Boo.
Again, i'm thinking of writing again. Its one of those urges that reminds me i should do that, sometime. And since it comes up so frequently, maybe its a ~calling, or something of that sort. I think you actually have to DO it, though, regularly even, for it be considered a calling.
Starting to process some of the ugh that happens in my life makes for some good angst. Not well-written angst, but it could be, maybe, eventually. *shrug* I'm about to buy a blank notebook to at least start the drabbles that careen about in my head. Hopefully, if i write enough of them down as they occur, i can later piece them together into the novel they represent. But let's not get ahead of ourselves, eh? I've never been a handwritten writer. Maybe i'll tumble a pic of my handwriting, just to cement that fact and its reasoning.
But yes, Tumblr. In love. I wish i could waste more time there, but i get too sucked in and my real life (read: girlfriends) get shafted (in a bad way) in the process. I don't post a whole lot, and almost none of it is Glee related. Only one of my RL friends has the address (which is more than have this one). But i do follow some ridiculous amount of people. Makes for a lot reposts, a lot of just STUFF, really. But it's fun.
Anyway. Writing. Or something like it. Reading, as always, quite a bit. I fall a bit in love with the people i read, i think. Not the characters, i'm already obsessive over the actors and their characters, but the writers themselves, i mean. I am eternally fascinated by the brain behind my favorite compositions. I lurk, i comment, i end up trying to absorb. Current fixations: vondrunkaton and freeasabirdlostinthewind. They both have some awesome writings out, and they both fascinate me with their responses to people. Enthralled, to put it simply. Oh and thememoriesfire, but she's been on that radar for a couple of years now. Ever since the days of the Skins fandom.
Blah. I should quit procrastinating work... but really, in the face of Tumblr and great fic and interesting people that write, what is IT?
What pays me, that's what. Til next time, ElJay... thanks for being dependable!
Then Tumblr happened to me. And subscribing to all those damn comms on FF.net, so i get the fic updates in my email. I satisfy the obsessive tendencies via Tumblr, which has given me a window to the brains of all the authors i love, also, so really, where's the loss? (this point possibly is nothing different from satisfying the obsessive tendencies, and thus shouldn't utilize the word "also" but whatever)
Well the loss is my beloved ol' livejournal. Neglected, as it often ends up. At least it never goes anywhere, right? More like a dog-type than a cat-type, obviously. Futurama, anyone? No one? Boo.
Again, i'm thinking of writing again. Its one of those urges that reminds me i should do that, sometime. And since it comes up so frequently, maybe its a ~calling, or something of that sort. I think you actually have to DO it, though, regularly even, for it be considered a calling.
Starting to process some of the ugh that happens in my life makes for some good angst. Not well-written angst, but it could be, maybe, eventually. *shrug* I'm about to buy a blank notebook to at least start the drabbles that careen about in my head. Hopefully, if i write enough of them down as they occur, i can later piece them together into the novel they represent. But let's not get ahead of ourselves, eh? I've never been a handwritten writer. Maybe i'll tumble a pic of my handwriting, just to cement that fact and its reasoning.
But yes, Tumblr. In love. I wish i could waste more time there, but i get too sucked in and my real life (read: girlfriends) get shafted (in a bad way) in the process. I don't post a whole lot, and almost none of it is Glee related. Only one of my RL friends has the address (which is more than have this one). But i do follow some ridiculous amount of people. Makes for a lot reposts, a lot of just STUFF, really. But it's fun.
Anyway. Writing. Or something like it. Reading, as always, quite a bit. I fall a bit in love with the people i read, i think. Not the characters, i'm already obsessive over the actors and their characters, but the writers themselves, i mean. I am eternally fascinated by the brain behind my favorite compositions. I lurk, i comment, i end up trying to absorb. Current fixations: vondrunkaton and freeasabirdlostinthewind. They both have some awesome writings out, and they both fascinate me with their responses to people. Enthralled, to put it simply. Oh and thememoriesfire, but she's been on that radar for a couple of years now. Ever since the days of the Skins fandom.
Blah. I should quit procrastinating work... but really, in the face of Tumblr and great fic and interesting people that write, what is IT?
What pays me, that's what. Til next time, ElJay... thanks for being dependable!