Hello new people on my flist. *waves* Seems to be a sizable chunk of you of late. Feel free to poke about, and all. And introduce yourselves, if you haven't.
I'm Camilla. I eat chocolate and laugh at stupidity. Sometimes I write fic. Sometimes I write rant. Sometimes I write pointless. I like writing. Words are shiny.
Random notes of today:
- Looks like Miss Selling-Fanfic-Is-Okay-Honestly (see last entry), has been smacked down already. How sad, I'm sure. It's still on Amazon, though (Be sure to read the tags customers have given it. Hah! The snark lives!)
- Tooth and Claw was fairly awesome, but my brain is too zapped to make comments right now. I quite adore David Tennant on the commentaries, though. And hmm-hmm, hints of future eps. I wonder, I do...
- My cat really needs to stop waking me in the middle of the night. And then he needs to stop using my breasts as a pillow, or I'm gonna think him pervy.
A sneak peek at the fic I'm currently writing. Ten/Rose, companion piece of sorts to Ten Lessons the Doctor Learned From Sex and One He Didn't:
Rose Tyler, age fifteen. Romeo and Juliet read for the first time. Another book by a dead white English dude, and mostly forgotten except for the end. Romeo dies for Juliet and Juliet dies for Romeo, and Rose Tyler thinks it the most romantic thing ever. True love, not wanting to live without the other. She meets Jimmy, and he swears he would die for her, and she loves it, until she doesn't, and Jimmy is a liar.
She doesn't forget the fantasy still.
Rose Tyler, age twenty and something. Hard to tell traveling time itself. A long way from fifteen, but not so long from Romeo and Juliet. Not so long from death, alien microbes inside her, put in her to kill the Doctor and then her. And the Doctor, looking much too calm and filling her with fear.
She's not sure he knows how to fix it, and that will slowly kill him too. Unless he leaves her to die, and he won't. He's not Jimmy. He's the Doctor, and she hates him a little for it right now.
"No," he says before she can even say anything. "No, Rose."
The floor is cold, the draft from the open mine shaft is tugging at her. She almost wishes it wasn't there, wasn't giving her a choice.
She doesn't want to die. She doesn't want him to die either, and she does know which of the two she would choose, but it's not romantic. It's just despair and anger and fear.
Die for his life now, or wait and die with him.
It's not really a choice at all.
"I wish you had taken me to Lingerne Five instead," she says, her voice sounding pale even to her. "Even if it only had beaches and not exciting mines."
"Bad mines. Good beaches," he says, sounding distracted.
"Go there," she says, and stands up. Her legs almost buckle under her, but they do carry her and oh God oh God oh God, she doesn't want to do this.
"Don't you dare," the Doctor says, eyes wild as he finally looks at her. She smiles at him, because he knows as well as she does that she does dare, just as he would.
"Yes," she says, and looks at him one last time. "Yes."
She jumps.
She can hear her name screamed all the way down, and then there's water and cold and pain, pain crashing her into darkness with one last thought.
Dying isn't romantic at all, and Shakespeare probably didn't realise what a fool he was until he died himself.
In other news:
Iran launches Islamic dress drive
'Berlusconi Kiss' recalled
Norway might ban telephone sales
Rushfeldt returns to play for Tromsø (That's my team.)
Norwegian ship recues castaway
Cash literally down the toilet
Cardinal backs 'limited' condom use
Belgium passes gay adoption law
Actor who plays hijacker denied entry to the US
I'm Camilla. I eat chocolate and laugh at stupidity. Sometimes I write fic. Sometimes I write rant. Sometimes I write pointless. I like writing. Words are shiny.
Random notes of today:
- Looks like Miss Selling-Fanfic-Is-Okay-Honestly (see last entry), has been smacked down already. How sad, I'm sure. It's still on Amazon, though (Be sure to read the tags customers have given it. Hah! The snark lives!)
- Tooth and Claw was fairly awesome, but my brain is too zapped to make comments right now. I quite adore David Tennant on the commentaries, though. And hmm-hmm, hints of future eps. I wonder, I do...
- My cat really needs to stop waking me in the middle of the night. And then he needs to stop using my breasts as a pillow, or I'm gonna think him pervy.
A sneak peek at the fic I'm currently writing. Ten/Rose, companion piece of sorts to Ten Lessons the Doctor Learned From Sex and One He Didn't:
Rose Tyler, age fifteen. Romeo and Juliet read for the first time. Another book by a dead white English dude, and mostly forgotten except for the end. Romeo dies for Juliet and Juliet dies for Romeo, and Rose Tyler thinks it the most romantic thing ever. True love, not wanting to live without the other. She meets Jimmy, and he swears he would die for her, and she loves it, until she doesn't, and Jimmy is a liar.
She doesn't forget the fantasy still.
Rose Tyler, age twenty and something. Hard to tell traveling time itself. A long way from fifteen, but not so long from Romeo and Juliet. Not so long from death, alien microbes inside her, put in her to kill the Doctor and then her. And the Doctor, looking much too calm and filling her with fear.
She's not sure he knows how to fix it, and that will slowly kill him too. Unless he leaves her to die, and he won't. He's not Jimmy. He's the Doctor, and she hates him a little for it right now.
"No," he says before she can even say anything. "No, Rose."
The floor is cold, the draft from the open mine shaft is tugging at her. She almost wishes it wasn't there, wasn't giving her a choice.
She doesn't want to die. She doesn't want him to die either, and she does know which of the two she would choose, but it's not romantic. It's just despair and anger and fear.
Die for his life now, or wait and die with him.
It's not really a choice at all.
"I wish you had taken me to Lingerne Five instead," she says, her voice sounding pale even to her. "Even if it only had beaches and not exciting mines."
"Bad mines. Good beaches," he says, sounding distracted.
"Go there," she says, and stands up. Her legs almost buckle under her, but they do carry her and oh God oh God oh God, she doesn't want to do this.
"Don't you dare," the Doctor says, eyes wild as he finally looks at her. She smiles at him, because he knows as well as she does that she does dare, just as he would.
"Yes," she says, and looks at him one last time. "Yes."
She jumps.
She can hear her name screamed all the way down, and then there's water and cold and pain, pain crashing her into darkness with one last thought.
Dying isn't romantic at all, and Shakespeare probably didn't realise what a fool he was until he died himself.
In other news:
Iran launches Islamic dress drive
'Berlusconi Kiss' recalled
Norway might ban telephone sales
Rushfeldt returns to play for Tromsø (That's my team.)
Norwegian ship recues castaway
Cash literally down the toilet
Cardinal backs 'limited' condom use
Belgium passes gay adoption law
Actor who plays hijacker denied entry to the US
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Date: 2006-04-23 02:03 pm (UTC)I'm damn glad my ex-pat vote stopped sloppy Silvio.
'Ten Lessons' is one of my faves of yours BTW.
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Date: 2006-04-23 02:25 pm (UTC)Aww, thanks. I'm actually quite fond of it myself. It was fun to write.
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Date: 2006-04-23 02:21 pm (UTC)As for Tooth and Claw: DOOR LICKING! *dies*
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Date: 2006-04-23 02:26 pm (UTC)And self-ruffling, mustn't forget.
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Date: 2006-04-23 02:37 pm (UTC)Literally! *rimshot*no subject
Date: 2006-04-23 02:37 pm (UTC)I guess I need more coffee.
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Date: 2006-04-23 04:45 pm (UTC)Wtf? Is someone buying it en masse?
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Date: 2006-04-23 09:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-23 04:36 pm (UTC)(and more importantly, has fandom_wank gotten a hold of this one yet?)
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Date: 2006-04-23 04:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-23 05:26 pm (UTC)Re the cat: but mom, they're comfy! (my cat loves to lie in the circle made by my legs, and rest his head where he can look at me, and it's very strange, yes, pervy cat)
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Date: 2006-04-23 08:17 pm (UTC)There she is
*shakes head*
Tooth and claw was good, it's nice hearing David's accent, makes me proud to be Scottish he does, well him and Euan Magregor, Sean Connery .... ;)
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Date: 2006-04-23 08:21 pm (UTC)On April 21, the following disclaimer appeared on Jareo's website: Thank you for your interest in Another Hope. The book has been removed from the Books in Print database and will be removed from book distribution channels effective Tuesday, April 24, 2006.
As of April 22, 2006, Jareo's website was offline, although the book was still listed for sale on various websites.
*sniggers*
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Date: 2006-04-23 08:59 pm (UTC)Norway phone sales ban: *entertains wishful thinking that it'll happen in the USA*
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Date: 2006-04-24 01:48 am (UTC)First things first; Wee. Coffee. I've had far too much of it already tonight ;P
I'm Cassandra. I like coffee. I post about pretty much nothing, but comment like whoa. My dad makes fun of me for watching Doctor Who. I make fun of him for watching wrestling. My family is pro-Bush. I think I'm adopted. I like coffee.
And to comment on the actual content of your post; very lovely excerpt. I can't wait to read the whole thing. :)
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Date: 2006-04-24 02:23 am (UTC)Heh, thanks.
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Date: 2006-04-24 09:26 am (UTC)You'd better finish and post that fic soon, or I might not breathe *g*
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Date: 2006-04-27 03:59 pm (UTC)Keep up the great work and I'm so looking foward to your next fanfic.
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Date: 2006-04-27 07:13 pm (UTC)And hope you enjoy writing in DW fandom and all :)