i. I learned last night that apparently John Barrowman and Neil Patrick Harris are having some kind of epic Twitter battle. My conscious mind thought that was kind of amusing and moved on, but my subconscious mind thought it would be fun to give me a dream about Barrowman finding my LJ/DW. For those of you playing along at home, a couple months ago ( Read more... )

The #1 thing I really hate about buckling-down-and-writing-papers days: my brain decides that, in between the ten-minute bursts of productivity, it has to come up with every brilliant thing I should be writing instead, right now. For example, I spent most of this morning slowly constructing sprawling plotty post-ep7 White Collar fic ( Read more... )

Wow, I had a weird and vivid dream last night. First I was Merlin -- the boy wizard, not the awesome old man -- and I was swimming across a lake along with Arthur and Uther (?!); on the other side I met Morgause in a public washroom, and she tried to convince me that Uther must die. But I'd seen that episode many, many times, so I went off and ( Read more... )

I am taking a break from being almost disgustingly productive in order to conduct a VERY IMPORTANT POLL. And if you've been paying any attention to me for the last ever, you'll know that by very important poll, I mean I love asking arbitrary questions ( Read more... )

Oh my god what is this I don't even.

( Letters from Pegasus, Kowalski edition. )

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Taking a break from my massive amounts of work to record two unrelated fannish things ( Read more... )

S2 feels to me like that's when SGA hit its stride, although that might be my brief fandom flirtation circa 2006 talking. Or alternately I just have a huge crush on Ronon. I also had plenty of respect for David Hewlett's acting the first time through, but after watching Jamie Ray Newman on Eastwick for a couple of months, Duet kind of blows me away ( Read more... )

Today in art class we were drawing faces from a model. She was redheaded and quite pretty, and I spent the first hour and the first drawing going quietly nuts because there was something odd in my picture. Then she moved to her second pose, which put her in profile to me, and perhaps five minutes into that drawing I twigged to what was going on: ( Read more... )

Yuletide? What Yuletide? I mean, yes, of course, joy and small fandoms for all, but I was powerless to resist -- powerless, I tell you! -- in the face of due South Seekrit Santa.

( Letter! )

Discovery du jour: I am unexpectedly okay at working with charcoal. This observation courtesy of yesterday's drawing class; for the first time I'm honestly pleased with my work. Now I can't wait for figure drawing -- perhaps I will be able to do figure drawings in charcoal, and it will be a perfect storm of things I actually enjoy. I am still very ( Read more... )