Haven't been around here in forever, but after tonight's episode, I just had to

SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

I had one of those dreams this weekend that makes you really pissed off that you have to wake up, because all you want to do is find out what's going to happen. Only in this case, what I wanted was to figure out what the fuck was going on. I did some thinking after I got up, went out to the living room, and started telling my husband all the details I remembered, and we sat on the couch brainstorming possible explanations for about an hour. Eventually I said something like, "I think I'm going to have to do NaNo this year."

The thought of actually doing NaNoWriMo for srs scares the shit out of me. The last few times I committed to strict deadlines for writing, I just about went bonkers...and those were nothing like NaNo. Over a thousand words in a day, that I can do. 1500 to 2000 of possible unadulterated tripe, 30 days in a row, minimal editing? Eep time. That, and when my husband did NaNo a couple years ago (and actually finished!), I was basically in charge of everything around the house. This is not a good idea. The idea of him being in charge of everything instead...about the same. I have a feeling I'll be freezing casseroles on the weekends. But I realized that if I don't take the opportunity to power through this thing, I'll probably never write it. And I think the premise is too cool to stay in Lucien's library.

So now that I've decided what to do with the idea, I'm annoyed that I can't just write the darn thing, but on the other hand I'm probably going to have a better prewrite jump on this 'verse than any I've ever come up with. Which should help. And there's no rule against writing ancient history if it's not going toward your wordcount...

Back from Comic-Con. My shoulders and calves, and to a lesser extent the tops of my feet and the gripping surfaces of my fingers, feel like they've been diced and reassembled; I've eaten more refined carbs in the last four days than in a typical month of this year; and I'm not sure how I'm going to be productive at work tomorrow, only that it must happen. OTOH, I'm completely stoked about the new season of Heroes, I got into every panel I waited for, I didn't destroy any convention-center property or any of my own, and my hall costume and Sylar-ized forehead makeup got recognized. And I got to hear Kristin Chenoweth sing "Somewhere Over the Rainbow, watch a guy who looked uncannily like Hurley get awarded a jar of Dharma Initiative ranch dressing for his panel question, and meet eonism and tracker_lucifer. I am content. And I'm confident that, eventually, my shoulders will be too. Ow.

Hyeah, I'm turning into Those People who IM about fires in their wastebaskets instead of putting them out. On the other hand, there are now a whole friggin' lot of orange-ginger-cranberry-cherry scones in the refrigerator, and all the pieces of my brand-spanking-new cobbled-together Yomiko Readman hall costume have been washed. Now if only Friday night's henna would act as if it wanted to stay on my palm instead of seeming to cause my skin to rapidly exfoliate, I'd be very happy. (No, it's not "black henna;" I've hennaed myself a lot, so I know what's real and what's crap. I've been going to these people for years and have never had the really dark layer peel like this, so I'm assuming for now that it's just something my skin is doing on its own. It'll probably be pretty pathetic by con time unless I touch it up Wednesday night with the last of my old frozen stash. Meh.)

I'm still alive, I think. Finally got a job lined up for 3 months or so, and I plan to keep applying elsewhere all the while. Bleah. Hard lessons suck, but at least they tend to stick. In the meantime, I've watched all of Bones and read all currently existing books in the A Song of Ice and Fire series, but I'm not sure I want to get into fandoms for either. Well, maybe ASIOAF, but mostly for the fanart.

Still going to Comic-Con. Thought I might not be, for a while, but the promise of income has saved that particular venture. We'll just be eating at Subway a lot. I'm dreading the Heroes panel since the "Season 3 premiere OMG!" announcement, though; I don't want to have to get up at 3 am to get in, damn it.

Sorry for the long absence...I just wasn't feeling as though contact with me could do anybody any good. Like my fail might be contagious or something. I think I'm better now.

So. Uhm. Lost.

I really shoulda posted a few months ago that Desmond/Sayid appealed to me, because now it's gonna be the latest bandwagon and I'm just going to look like a generic squeemonkey.

Eh. If it means more fic, I'm not going to argue.

Absconding to the Bay Area, effective tomorrow morning, for WonderCon and other assorted pursuits. Most, if not all, of our reserved accommodations have wireless, and our laptop has been repaired (huzzah), so computing is not out of the question. According to the weather forecast, we will be driving in the rain for most of the trip. Oh joy, oh bliss. Not sure whether I'm going to do the Sylar-sliced forehead this time, but it looks as if a good number of people dress up, so I'm seriously considering it. Going to run by the Halloween Club on the way up for some makeup sealer either way; I'm sick of reapplying and having the latex absorb everything over and over, and I'd like to have the stuff on hand. Or on head.

Apparently I've been tagged by eonism for this:

Pick 10 people and give them the "you make my day" award. If you're picked, you are charged with picking 10 of your own. (My addition: if you don't want to, don't feel obligated. Awards shouldn't come with strings.)

In alphabetical order:

1. brighteyed_jill, with whom I would be honored to partner in crime for a future round of Big Boom.
2. eonism for remembering I exist even while my fic circuits are offline.
3. fantasticpants, who rarely fails to make me laugh.
4. indyhat for winning at the latest Heroes Slash Awards and thereby making me feel better about the whole thing.
5. moryssa, because of all the interesting stuff she does. It's good to know that there's still good Faire to be had out there.
6. origamifrog23, a huge inspiration to keep plugging away at the original project I'm tangled up in right now.
7. purexxjuice for reminding me of the way I used to be.
8. takethesky87 for writing up my Mohindiana kink crossovery thoughts and making it kick butt.
9. tiptoe39 for trading up in the work-o-sphere. You've inspired me!
10. weaselistic for laughing at the hypersensitive Americans when we do stupid tricks. No, really.

And of course, smooches to mercurys_hat, my permanent number one valentine. (Who probably won't see this post. ;)

eonism did this a while ago and I started working on it then, but I didn't finish till indyhat did it. The result:

( 2007 fic meme. )

Title: Je m'appelle
Author: fool_of_ships
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I claim no ownership of characters, plot, or other elements copyrighted by TPTB of Heroes.
Character(s): the Haitian, Angela Petrelli, some cameos
Warnings/Spoilers: Through 1.18 "Parasite"
Summary: The Haitian has his reasons for remaining nameless.
A/N: Written for heroes_las Round 1 Challenge #7. This is the last of the Round 1 fics. I was glad to be assigned the character for the final challenge so that I could explore this idea. Posted to heroes_fic and paper_pwns_all.


( It's not something he believes with the certainty of faith, but rather something he has learned to be true. )

Title: Our Common Crime
Author: fool_of_ships
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I claim no ownership of characters, plot, or other elements copyrighted by TPTB of Heroes.
Character(s): Maya, Peter, Mohinder and Sylar
Warnings/Spoilers: Through 2.11 "Powerless"
Summary: Maya makes an unlikely connection through similar tragedies.
A/N: Written for heroes_las Round 1 Challenge #7. Title is from Babylon 5/Crusade. I intend to write more in this 'verse eventually; I've got a huge bunch of plot threads I want to follow for an alternate volume 3. I may have posted about some of them earlier. *shifty eyes* Posted to heroes_fic.


( She's not sure what might happen if someone cared. )

So we finally get the heroes_las results, and as soon as I post the first of my entries from the last round I get blown out of the water by runningondreams. Life After is a fantastic and heartbreaking Sandra-centric fic and please go read it if you haven't already.

Title: Eye for an Eye
Author: fool_of_ships
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I claim no ownership of characters, plot, or other elements copyrighted by TPTB of Heroes.
Character(s): Claire and Sandra Bennet, mainly
Warnings/Spoilers: Through 2.10 "Truth and Consequences"
Summary: Claire and Sandra reflect on what comes after the heartbreak.
A/N: Written for heroes_las Round 1 Challenge #7. Will be crossposted when I'm sober, as apparently I have no ability to distinguish between hitting "post" and typing a P right now. Geeesh. Crossposted to heroes_fic.


( There is no normal. There hasn't been for a long time. )

I can haz LAS results nao plz? Kthxbai.

People should refrain from posting to FFR when they are just generally bitchy due to life.

The ability to write has sort of fallen out of my brain. Not that I can't do it, just that I keep thinking "Oh, I don't have to do this now, I can do it any time I want." Which turns into never. Which is actually what happened with work several months ago, which is worrying me. I can't afford this kind of procrastination snowball.

Christmas shopping should be shot. Repeatedly, in nonlethal spots.

Things that could happen in Heroes S3 that would be really fucking cool:

1. We get a gay hero. Like, a real one.
2. Maya figures out that she has one of the few known powers Sylar doesn't have a counter for, and gets all Inigo on his ass.
3. Nana busts out with ceiling-walking or water breathing or something else even cooler.
4. Peter's kid from the future meets Claire in Salt Lake City.
5. Heidi gets a clue, tells Angela to go fuck herself, and takes the kids to parts unknown. One or both promptly manifest due to the stress.
6. West starts training as an assassin.
7. It turns out that whoever shot Nathan did so because he was going to turn into a real asshole, not because he was going to reveal Company secrets.
8. Bob transmutes somebody. On screen.
9. Elle adopts HRG and borders on creepily stalking him.
10. Sylar attempts to absorb the brain in the jar in the vault and something goes horribly wrong.

( Things that could happen that would be considerably less cool )

Some of the good list is actually from a huge muse attack I had a while ago that planned out a bunch of S3 speculation. And some of the bad list...has a better chance of happening than the stuff on the good list. Grrr. Show writers, if you're reading: DO NOT READ THE LIST BEHIND THE CUT. It doesn't exist. You are getting sleepy. Yeeees.