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I've fallen back into writing fic, in a way I never quite have before. I believe it is customary to lament the fact that I can't produce like this for something original and marketable, but the truth is that (a) I'm not that good a writer, anyway; and (b) god, I'm having a great time. Eventually it will stop being as fun, and then I will stop doing it, and it won't be a big deal; hobbies are awesome like that. In the meantime, I will turn out perfectly fine fic about a terrible show with incredibly lovable characters, and it will make me happy.

I've spent the last five days pounding out 11k words of fic that won't see the light of day for weeks, and cutting and pasting snippets of kisses and making out into chat windows with misscake (who gets excited and happy, because she is awesome like that) and darthfox (who rolls her eyes because SHE DOES NOT EVEN KNOW THESE KIDS, and then corrects my verb tenses, because she is awesome like that), and sending multiple drafts to r_becca because I realized I screwed something up minutes after I sent her the last draft, no really, and obsessing over google maps to write fanfiction for a television show that doesn't even worry about silly little details like which year of school its main characters are in.

IT IS AWESOME.

Anyway. I won't bore you with the Kurt/Blaine stuff, because if you wanted to find that you would have by now, I'm pretty sure. :) But I never did post about my Yuletide fic, so here it is. Fandom is Almost Famous, genre is futurefic, rating is Teen (mostly because it's about grownups), word count is 1863. I had so much fun writing this, because thinking about the specific way William Miller would age into his bitterness is pretty great.

I'm working on this scarf and it's pissing me off RIGHT OUT OF THE GATE. If you're a strong knitter, please read the mess behind the cut and see if you can figure out what I'm doing wrong or misunderstanding!

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It's exhausting, and if you actually clicked into that, I salute you.

Somebody has nominated Cooks Illustrated. How is that supposed to work, exactly? Are we shipping the staff? Writing up a hilarious gen piece of what it means to work in the development kitchen? Anthropomorphizing the smug superiority of the All-Clad? What, exactly?

I was going to close this entry by saying "I don't get it", but I fear that the above suggests that I probably do. I'm not sure how I feel about it, though; I'm often not so keen on the OMG WE ARE SO HILARIOUS AND FULL OF CRACK, AREN'T WE!? forced zaniness.

Sometime in the last decade or so, there was a TV show about a group of friends that was written sort of non-linearly - the show kept flashing backward and forward to give you details about what people were doing when and it would always have the year in this white font at the bottom. I think there was a politican, and I'm sure there was marriage drama. It didn't do well and I'm not sure it made it even a season, but this came up when Marc and I were discussing ABC's "My Generation" and I can't even begin to remember a name and my googlefu is failing.

Any ideas?

I don't have to tell you not to ever do that facebook/twitter thing ever ever from here, do I? Oh good.

Also: epic hostage situation clusterfuck at the Discovery building, dinner rendezvous moved to my house. If things clear out by then we can caravan over or do takeout or something. Day was a mess before that; I'm just so urghish.

COME EAT AND DRINK AT MY HOUSE OMG THERE IS STRENGTH IN NUMBERS.

(a) River Phoenix would have been 40 this week.

(b) I love this movie and have for so long. It is adorable.

(c) I totally want to write this for Yuletide this year.

I came over to LJ for the lolz and look, it's a post!

Some things:

(a) Evidence suggests that I will never post properly about the Merlin interviews at Comic Con. It was awesome, they were awesome, I was shy. Colin is pocket sized (he's tall, but so thin, so you could fold him!), Tony Head is charming and srsly knows how to dress, and Johnny Capps was much more charming and friendly than fans have previously been led to believe. Colin signed a thing for me and we bonded over how hard it is to get fed in Pierrefonds; Tony gave me a v. sweet shoulder squeeze as he left the table and was very kind and was just generally wonderful; Johnny didn't kill me when I implied that S2 E1 was a bit crap. All was really good, with the possible exception that I almost froze to death in that room. I try not to think about it too much, it was that fantastic. <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

(b) But when I got back, I went to another tea day at evil_erato's house, which was lovely - kerryblaze came down to join the usual suspects, and there was much silliness and I think all of us really enjoyed the day. (Note to kaalee: the highlighter pencil I was talking about was Eye Bright by Benefit. Don't think of it as a concealer, think of it as a great browbone/inner corner highlighter. Love love love it.) Anyway, new catchphrase appears to be, "Quick, Bradley, take off your shirt!", to be used whenever you need a sudden distraction from how you (or, say, your Brilliant Ideas or Plotting or whatever) are a bit weak and paltry.

(c) And! AND! I am toying with a trip to London in the fall for theatre-y type things. I think this is symptomatic of travel withdrawal so I'm not sure how serious I am, but I have questions for people who know about things like London theatre schedules. I don't quite get how theatres there do their seasons and runs; here, things run mostly on a school yearish calendar, so that for big companies you know pretty much what's going to run for most of the year by late summer. The National Theatre has their July-October schedule up; should I wait another month or so to see what's going to be going on in November, both there and all over? And do theatre schedules go completely hinky in December to make room for panto, or do those run sort of in addition to usual drama runs? Many thanks in advance for any advice you may have on this one.

(d) Work is workish. Just started up a new project without having gone to the trouble of finishing the writeup on the previous one. Oops?

(e) The week after next, O and I are driving down to Alabama so he can go to Space Camp. My kid is going to Space Camp! How awesome is that?! I'm spending the week he's at camp with longtimegone, mostly writing and working on the afore-mentioned abandoned writeup but also hanging out. Those of you who are nearby, I'd love to see you!

I'm so ready for summer to be over. It's been insanely hot and so muggy and the daily thunderstorms seem worse than usual this year. Some day I will live somewhere that's not 95F and 100% humidity for months on end; my skin will age 10 years in a month, but it might be worth it. I've started making eyes at fall clothes (♥ ♥ ♥) but did just buy this dress, which I am COMPLETELY IN LOVE WITH. Anyway, in honor of that, have a seasonally inappropriate icon, with hope and affection.

I interviewed Tony Head, Colin Morgan, and Johnny Capps. And I didn't even die of awkward! So that's pretty great.

Once I get home I'll write up the articles and then post an LJ version of the day, but for now: squeeeeeee!

Con drop is going to be absolutely brutal.

I had an amazing time in London - it was a very quick stay but the wedding was fantastic and Alex and Lowell seemed so happy and the vows were beautiful and the company was very good and christ you can drink a lot of Pimm's without getting remotely drunk which is really dead useful. Had a great weekend and I kind of love everybody. It will likely embarrass them, but I will tell you anyway that one of my favorite recurring things of the last 24 hours is watching Alex and Lowell play and fidget with their rings, even when they're not fully aware that they're doing it. ♥ ♥ ♥ Newlyweds are always lovely, but especially so when you're very fond of them, so it's been very nice. ♥ ♥ ♥

Had post-wedding brunch this morning, said our goodbyes to pretty much everyone, saw John off on a train to Bristol, saw Seana off on a train to Bath, and Kristen and I are at Heathrow about to get on a plane to Belfast. I'm feeling very content with the time past and looking forward to the next little bit of travel.

Too many people from this weekend to namecheck before we board, but omg hi! *hugs*