Bedknobs & Broomsticks & cim cant post storees

I feel a little boring, fandom-wise, which is frustrating. I don't have things to post about, even though I just finished a 15 000-word smut bomb (except the end needs to be rewritten, but I don't know how) of Frank/Gerard pon farr fic, and it's amazing I was able to write it at all, because I'm extremely compulsive about writing in order and, with rare exceptions, working on one thing at a time. And of course... weeks ago I finished the second Ray/Bob story in the Nesty Verse but I can't post it, yet, because Open Office Ate Wax's Homework (no, really - she saved the file with her proofreading in and then she opened it again, on her own computer, and all her changes were gone) and she's been working non-stop and too tired to make them over again. I can usually never write anything new in between finishing a story and posting it - I can feel it hovering over my shoulder like a raincloud.

We cleaned the flat today and I vacuumed up about two cats' worth of cat fuzz. Wax's buddy Aki was as dubious as Wax of the concept of Bedknobs & Broomsticks, but his (wee, American) boyfriend wanted to see it so the Finns were both forced to watch with us. Oscar-nominated for special effects, dude - and you know that magic looks just like disco. Also, the list of things I never noticed about this movie as a kid is getting amusingly long, like ( Read more... )

pon farr stories

If you haven't already managed to wipe wax_jism's disjointed explanation of Star Trek and pon farr stories from your mind yet, dunautremonde - or if you're someone else and might be interested in pon farr Trek canon as background because of its implications for the genre (and fuck or die stories, and 'sex pollen' stories, and all their relatives) - then you might be interested in this ostensibly humourous recap of the episode that I wrote a couple of years ago: it's a detailed scene-by-scene summary with a shitload of screencaps, sort of like an annotated In Fifteen Minutes (except not because that title is (c) cleolinda) with loving sarcasm, but not as hilarious (as Cleo, that is).

Of course, to really understand the phenomenon I think you'd need a whole other one of these to cover the fanon, too, but I've never written one of those.