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technically it's tomorrow now (a v. rare public post)

[Nov. 14th, 2007|12:37 am]

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Rue's in the shower, I have a cat lying against my leg making cute faces at me, none of the bad things are gone (well, one is) but most of them are ... not resolved, but the pattern of battle has been chosen, so to speak.

And there's this thing, see, where people talk about Yuletide on my friendslist, and I think "gosh, that sucks, it would have been nice if I'd known how/where to sign up when," because it's nice to think that someone is going to write a story just for you, about things you like, and it's going to be a present, and you can look forward to it. And it's also nice to know that you're writing a story for someone that they'll (hopefully) like.

So.

I wanted to do some sort of writing challenge post, anyway, because I'm not doing any sort of official NaNovel this year – Rue and I are cowriting, and it's great, except that at the moment schoolwork is sadly taking precedence – and it's nice to be able to write things by myself when she's at work or a meeting or class, anyway.

I guess the idea is this:

Maybe you signed up for Yuletide, and maybe you didn't. Maybe you had some reason why you did or didn't, too. Maybe you wish you had, maybe you wish you hadn't, I could keep going with the maybes but I don't feel like it.

Second chances are what it's all about.

If you want to write a story for someone, if you want someone to write a story for you, comment here and say so. Say what you want to have written. Say what you want to write, if you want. And then – here's the tricky part – keep this window open. Look back at it a few times. See what other people want as presents, and see if you can write any of them.

And if you can, do.

Because I don't really want to go through all the hassle of figuring out who can write what for whom, and limiting things like that. I'm pretty sure that not enough people will sign up that I'd have every possible fandom covered, anyway.

(And another thing: It doesn't have to be any fandom in particular. I know that Yuletide this year had several fandoms that were songs; if you want someone to write something featuring original characters, you can say that, too. I don't mind. They probably won't mind, either.)

So yeah. Just copy and paste that sucker into a comment. Post links to this entry. And don't forget to come back to look, because if nobody writes stories that'll suck.

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and the thing you hold dear

[Oct. 8th, 2007|03:43 pm]

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we had survived to turn on the history channel

[Aug. 5th, 2007|08:49 pm]

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Hello, my name is Gratuitous Introduction Post.

I haven't done one of these for me in um. Ages, approximately, but what are you going to do?

At any rate, I am Beth, known to some of the world as madbonnycaptain, and I have been keeping an online journal since some point in 2001.

I went from Diaryland to Diary-X to Livejournal, and there I stayed for a really long time, and now I may or may not be.

It's kind of funny, after a while, how it can end up feeling more like a chore than an actual pursuit, to keep updating a blog/journal/what-have-you. I kept my LJ updated every day for a solid year, give or take timing, and then stopped, for the most part. And it seemed as though nobody noticed, which as you might guess kind of blows.

I keep meaning to pick it up again, and I keep not.

At any rate, for now, there's this.

I'm 21, almost 22, female, living with my girlfriend Rue, a plant of some description known as Cardamom, a purple beaded lamp with a name I've forgotten, and our 3-month-old ex-male cat Dogwood. (I'll probably edit a picture in later.) He's hovering around my feet as I write this. I also cook, as I'm doing right now, and sometimes the results are even edible!

I like music. I like writing. I like wandering around my apartment letting my characters take charge of things. Fortunately, I developed this habit as a result of Rue's influence, so I'm not worried about her breaking up with me as a result of it.

I'm going to school with hopes of eventually becoming a librarian, much like my mother, except presumably without having two children and a pastor for a husband before I get around to it. (I'm pretty sure Rue would dump me if I did that.)

My best friend is

hans and she is made of awesomesauce with cake on top. (Or something less messy. Whatever.) She does not like it when I am people who are not myself, which is not why I am not dating her, but may or may not prove to be a factor. We do not know.

I had a point in mind for this post, but then it died. Probably someday I'll come back and edit this into something approaching coherency! Stranger things have happened.

Edited from here on in, November 17th, 2007

So now that I'm thinking about it, I thought I'd add a little bit.

As of a few weeks ago, I'm engaged to

rue, who's been my girlfriend for about a year now. ... actually, I think we may have missed our one-year anniversary. It may have been yesterday. Not sure. (At least we went out to dinner yesterday, and had cake. Just in case.)

We have a cat. He's kind of awesome. He's also a dumb shit, and likes licking fingers. Admittedly, he's under a year old, so it makes sense from a human-psychological viewpoint that he's still in the oral stage of his development, according to a conversation this afternoon. His name is Dogwood. We call him Dog.

All that school stuff up there can be scratched, because my life fell apart this semester so far as school's concerned. I'm probably going to end up figuring out how to get a job writing, someday, if I can, because it seems to be one of the only things I can manage to do. Grr. That, or I'll be a Latin teacher, or possibly both; I still have an idea from two years ago about a story in which Rome picked herself back up after she fell, and maybe someday I'll be able to write it, having enough of a memory of Roman culture.

I'm taking a semester or year off from university to go back to a community college, because I cannot apparently handle having shit health, living on my own halfway across the country from my parents, and going to university all at the same time. I'm used to dealing with community colleges, though. I've gone to the one where my mother works for years.

Meanwhile, it is possible I have fibromyalgia but I still don't have a definite diagnosis, and I'm in love, and my parents don't like the fact that I'm in love and want to marry another girl. This is why

hans' dad and Sambansh are my surrogate parents. I think they don't know they're expected to show up in Canada in 2010, though.

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