fahye: ([dw] don't look away)
I really have been watching too much of shows like The West Wing and Bones* and Friday Night Lights -- I think I'm having scifi withdrawal. I need new Torchwood and to rewatch some BSG (and then write exhaustive red-blue meta about it, I think) and also to watch the latest SGA episode, because from what I hear spoiler spoiler )

What else? I'm writing something new which I thought was in one genre and it turned out to be in a different genre entirely, but I resent it for not making this plain from the outset and so am sullenly poking it towards some kind of hybrid monster of the two. I don't know. I don't even know if it's any good, but it's at 2347 words and I don't yet despise it or feel the need to fling it at someone and shriek VALIDATE ME OR I'LL DELETE IT ALL, so I guess that's promising.

*Bones + spaceships = probably my ideal television show? I'd write it only the absolute last thing I need right now is another Bones fic idea. Someone else should write it for me. And by someone else I mean [livejournal.com profile] villainny or [livejournal.com profile] tellitslant.
fahye: ([spn] don't you cry no more)
Caught up on SPN today. I suppose I have some things to say but I am apparently godawful at meta (even more so than usual!) when it comes to this show, so I'll content myself with wondering where the hell all the Dean/Bela porn is, because hot dang.

But [livejournal.com profile] setissma is having a Baby, it's cold outside drabblefest over at her journal and the current contributions, including my little ficlet in which I cruelly deface a perfectly harmless Russian folk tale, are looking QUITE LONELY, so anyone SPN-inclined should head over there and leave scribbles/icons/randomness of their own.

Now: fic recs! You should realise that I read very little fanfiction; I don't follow any communities, so everything I read is either written or recced by my friends. Which suits me fine, because I have some awesomely talented friends. )

Blah blah fandomness. Still totally obsessed with Bones, still drowning happily in OTP, still prepared to tear down mountains with my TEETH if it will get me some good Booth/Brennan fic so that I don't end up writing ridiculously romantic cohabitation fic of my own, because IT WILL HAPPEN, YOU GUYS, and then my carefully-constructed reputation as a writer of shining and ruthless cynicism will be destroyed forever.

oh yes!

2 Sep 2007 04:46 pm
fahye: ([sga] rodney - steamroller genius)
Author names have been revealed for Multiverse 2007, so here's the fic that I wrote in a mad rush after rashly volunteering to pinch-hit. I don't know why I find McKay so much harder to write than Sheppard, but it was like pulling bloody teeth.

The Holes in the Ground - Doctor Who/Stargate: Atlantis - Rodney McKay & the Doctor, 5156 words

"Right," and thank God, he actually shuts up and just balances the circuitboard on one knee and points his stupid sonic screwdriver at it and presses a button. Blue light buzzes out from the tip and three seconds later there's a shuddering roar from the generators and the shield soars upwards. It's the most ridiculously unscientific thing Rodney has ever seen. He kind of wants to cry.
fahye: ([sga] rodney - steamroller genius)
1) [livejournal.com profile] blackboggart has done a gorgeous piece of fanart of Rodney McKay. Go, stare, shower with praise!

2) I am still taking requests for one-sentence fics, if you missed out. Or even if you did get one, but you want me to write some more for you. Seriously, I think this is my favourite type of writing meme: self-limiting, and making me really choose my words with care.

3) I still cannot even THINK about the wedding scene in PotC without getting completely flaily and heart-poundy. What the hell have you done to me, Gore Verbinski?
fahye: ([ww] you feckless thug)
I have a headache, I'm overtired, I'm stressed, and I'm in a PISSY MOOD.

I therefore declare this a post for venting any flavours of anger, frustration or irritation. Fannish or real life. Specific or general. Personal or universal. Carefully reasoned or heedlessly capslocked. Anonymous or not.

Here, I'll go first:

- Dear writers of Nine/Jack/Rose, an OT3 very dear to my heart, and writers of John/Elizabeth, a pairing that is growing sneakily on me: PLEASE GET OVER THE SHITTY PORN AND THE GODAWFUL ROMANCE AND HAND ME SOMETHING WITH ACTUAL EMOTIONAL SUBSTANCE. OR DECENT CHARACTERISATION. I'D SETTLE FOR THAT.

- Dear iPod: I know I was kind of inviting you to die young by naming you Camille, but that doesn't mean I am in any way less pissed off about it. You know I can't afford to replace you. GRRRRR.

Your turn!

fic recs!

1 May 2007 10:15 pm
fahye: ([vm] not above the humour)
I don't do this nearly often enough.

(What's that? You want to hear about my life? No, you don't. It's dull as shit just at the moment. The most exciting thing that happened today was a moment of GRAND IRONY in which I realised that I was skipping my Virology With Denny Duquette lecture in order to type up notes about viruses that cause - haHA! - heart disease. I spent at least an hour lusting magnificently after the new edition of Fields Virology. I ripped merciless verbal holes in the arguments of the group presenting their behavioural neuroscience seminar, which was maybe a bit cruel, but they shouldn't have been, well, wrong. I had beef biryani and passionfruit frozen yoghurt for dinner, and I am about to make myself green tea. Yep, that's it. Fic rec time now.)

'06 Bonnie and Clyde - by [livejournal.com profile] hobviously - Veronica Mars, Mac/Cassidy, S2 AU.
Veronica, in all her mercilessness, might be proud; might be horrified, too, which sort of strikes Mac as even better. This is ruthless and smart and weirdly, inexorably romantic. Uh. Kind of. Anyway, it's great, and Tris deserves love for it.

My Space Adventure - by [livejournal.com profile] skooziepants - SG:A/Scrubs - vaguely JD/Dr. Cox-ish, implied Sheppard/McKay.
And by ‘my own lab’ I mean balcony number four hundred fifty-seven, because the Janitor likes to lounge in the herbal remedy experimental greenhouse from two to five every day and hatch evil plots. This is the funniest thing I have read all year. Maybe ever. Every single character is pitch-perfect (especially Rodney and Dr. Cox) and it reads EXACTLY like an episode of Scrubs, complete with insane mental commentary and amusing incidents with botany and chocolate bars. Read it. NOW.

The Brave Man With a Sword (Le Petit Mort Remix) - by [livejournal.com profile] likethesun2 - Slings & Arrows, vaguely Darren/Geoffrey.
So of course today we spoke of my vision of our university 'Romeo and Juliet', where you kissed me and I killed you. I have read this fic about seven times today, and each time I am more impressed. I wish I'd written it. It's short, but it's about as perfect a piece of fanfiction as I can imagine - sharp, cynical, hilarious, and presenting a devastatingly accurate depiction of a difficult character. Everything about it is amazing: the metaphors, the epistolary format, the theatrical allusions, the tragicomic inevitability of the repeated history Darren finds himself trapped in. Even if you don't know the fandom you should read this, because you can pick up everything you need to know from the context (and the original fic that it remixed, which is also very short).

And now for tea and my [livejournal.com profile] ds_shakespeare fic, which I am dangling cruelly under [livejournal.com profile] brynnmck's nose but not letting her beta, because it's doubling as her birthday present. I LOVE YOU BRYNN. Don't slaughter me out of impatience.
fahye: ([comics] tee hee)
mjashdasa oh dear god

I am practically screaming with laughter.

Link snatched from [livejournal.com profile] ryokophoenix. It's funny because if it was at ALL within our power, AUSTRALIA WOULD DO THAT. We would! (We always seem friendly!)

I am also EXCEEDINGLY MIFFED at SG:A 3x04 (Sateda) because it just took an entire conversation that I had jotted down for a fic and put it in John's mouth. I mean. It's nice that my writing is canonically supported, but now I can't use the damn thing.

Speaking of SG:A, I seriously have enough snippets to form decent bases for at least five fics, all floating around in the one document. One day I'll pay them some proper attention, but I've just completed my Remix fic and I don't want to do any more writing for a while. (Uhh, this is a lie. I really do want to. But I am also acutely aware of how stupid an idea this would be, academically speaking.)

So here, have a ridiculous extract from...God knows what. )
fahye: ([sga] john/teyla - down a few pegs)
New fic by me! No More To Leave It, SG:A, Sheppard & Weir & the city itself.

[livejournal.com profile] stars_like_dust is here! Today we sat around and watched a lot of Blackpool and discussed the awesome Academy!pilots fic that she is planning and then went to choir. Where Claira, poor beseiged alto that she is, did a decent job of tolerating the enthusiastic soprano warblings of [livejournal.com profile] _leareth and I.

Tomorrow: shopping will occur. Clothes will be bought.


Hello everyone! This is Claira, updating on Fahye's LJ because I ... seem to be incapable of updating my own in a timely fashion! Canberra is awesome, but cold. Much colder than the sunny very warm north Queensland weather I have been experiencing for the last year and three months, and I have been mocked a little for wearing a massive jumper. That's okay as I'd rather wear it than die of hypothermia.

Everyone should read Fahye's fic, as I don't even watch SGA and I was blown away.

It's true that tomorrow I intend to buy a lot of clothes, and Fahye is being lovely and accompanying me on this noble mission, and then I am going out for Italian for dinner, and then crashing a cocktail party after everyone's been on pina coladas for three hours. That's going to be all kinds of fantastic. Taking embarrassing photos is one of the steps to world domination, I'm sure.

This isn't exactly relevant or necessary information, but I am wearing these pajama pants by Peter Alexander, and I love them. They are super long (I had to get XS because the S dragged on the ground for about 20 cm) and comfy and I don't care they cost more than pj pants ever should.

Fahye just asked if I'm writing an essay, so I think that's a cue for me to get off her LJ now.


(Also, Fahye's moodtheme is excited because I am here. Clearly.)

oh fandom

11 Apr 2007 12:48 am
fahye: ([sga] in the edge of your frame)
Way #73 To Feel Reassured That Your Really Fucking Bizarre SG:A Fic Is, In Fact, Quite Tame And Normal When Measured By The Standards Of The Fandom:

Hang around [livejournal.com profile] sgastoryfinders for a while, reading people's vague recollections of synopses. Of fics. That they want to read again.

True example:

'I'm looking for this fic where John is some Fairy king and needs to find his human who balances him, that's rodney who's writing a video game in the middle of nowhere where John lives, and can turn into a wolf. He also has mind sex with Rodney alot while Rodney thinks it's a dream... Can anyone tell me where I can find this again???'


So yeah, my fic feels all clean and normal now, and that is not something I ever thought I would say about it.
fahye: ([sga] elizabeth - do it anyway)
The number of times I have listened to this song in the past 24 hours = something absurd.

However! I have a little over 1000 words of my Remix fic done, and I know where I'm going with the rest of it, and I just started something SG:A-ish which I love and adore. Of course, this spurt of brilliance is coinciding with the day I was hoping to get a lot of uni work done (because [livejournal.com profile] stars_like_dust is arriving tomorrow!), but that's quite normal.

BUT. IMPORTANTLY. I AM NOT SICK. You guys, this is so weird. I get sick during every. single. midsemester break. BUT NOT THIS ONE. Clearly the obscene amounts of chocolate I ate over the weekend did something good for my immune system.

(Speaking of SG:A - I just watched 'Michael'. WAH.)
fahye: ([science] skeletal)
Course abbreviations, for future reference:

ACN = Advanced Cellular Neuroscience
I&I = Infection & Immunology
AP = Abnormal Psych
IBN = Issues in Behavioural Neuroscience

Okay. In the true spirit of Week 1, ie. The Week Where They Waste Your Petrol, I only had one lecture, the introductory ACN one where they tell us about the 60% exam (HURRAH! I approve of courses with large exam weightings). I also bought a parking permit, paid my semester fees, and wandered nostalgically around the campus for approximately ten minutes before deciding it was too damn hot and taking refuge in the air-conditioned medical school computer lab.


And now for some pimpage of links:

- [livejournal.com profile] loki013 linked to this fantastic Vanity Fair photoshoot, which is making me want to buy the magazine. I do not think I have ever bought a magazine - of any sort - in my life. But this...! Glamour! Film noir! Gorgeous people!

- [livejournal.com profile] setissma wrote an AU McShep fic, Wide Open Ocean, which I have not yet commented on because I am awful. But you should read it; everything Tai writes is infused with a careful, rich sense of love, and this shines through especially here because she's writing about a subject very close to her heart.

- And [livejournal.com profile] brynnmck also wrote fic. Slings & Arrows fic, in which she is enough of a Bard-geek to satisfy even my greedy soul. And it's Brynn, so it's hot and funny and absolutely spot-on in its characterisation of Geoffrey and Ellen. Live In Thy Heart, Die In Thy Lap, and Be Buried In Thy Eyes.
fahye: ([sga] elizabeth - do it anyway)
For Lizzen, as requested! (She wanted 'Elizabeth Weir does something incredibly useful and amazing and everyone is impressed!', which I interpreted...loosely?) And it was going to be a drabble, but we all know what happens when I start to write drabbles.

This was dashed off in about twenty minutes, so please forgive any typos.

Everyone was surprised when the second party was announced, but John had to admire Elizabeth's timing )
fahye: ([sga] I'm going to take your word for it)
As usual, I have little to no clue what time it is where she is, but over here in the future it is most definitely [livejournal.com profile] setissma's birthday.

*throws glitter and appealing socks* Have a good one, Tai :)

Presents! )
fahye: ([sga] elizabeth - do it anyway)
Pausing the SG:A season one finale to mention that I have isolated another of my fictional kinks that this show keeps whacking squarely on the head: absolute loyalty. Loyalty to a person even in the presence of what should be a higher authority. Defying orders because of unshakeable trust. Military sci-fi is great for this - BSG did it a lot at the beginning of S2, during the martial law scenario.

The upshot of this is, uh, I think people should write me lots of Sheppard-Weir right now. It's just like Apollo-Roslin! Except with the bonus feeling that any second they might start outmaking against walls!
fahye: ([sga] I'm going to take your word for it)
Fahye: Well, I don't know if I'll be able to write anything for SG:A just yet, but I may as well open a document and see if anything happens.

~ not long afterwards ~

LKJhskjahsas this stupid fandom. Stupid. I have started writing this heartfelt thing about friendship and it's full of sentiment and what the hell, where has my beautiful ruthless cynicism gone?


No, really, this is just ridiculous. )

What the shit. I think I need to go read some Bret Easton Ellis or Chuck Palahniuk until this passes.
fahye: ([house] chase thinks you're awesome)
Fahye Dielle: this SGA fic is all exactly the kinds of things I guiltily adore
Fahye Dielle: like capture and torture and irrational leadership decisions because of FEAR FOR SAFETY OF CAPTURED ONE
Fahye Dielle: which is pretty much, like, the whole show, so whatever
schiarire: laskjdklsjdfs
Fahye Dielle: seriously. in the show they take it in turns to be wounded or captured or in mortal danger
Fahye Dielle: and the other one is always :O!!!!!
Fahye Dielle: and they snark at each other and look manly and awkward when they are reunited
Fahye Dielle: so really, the fic just takes this and adds sex
Fahye Dielle: BONUS


Fahye Dielle: like, this one I am reading now is INCREDIBLY LONG and INCREDIBLY GOOD and it's about a strip club. for gods sake. everything ever written is so so so indulgent.
Fahye Dielle: indulgent and GOOD QUALITY
Fahye Dielle: like Belgian chocolate
Fahye Dielle: so even when they hand you chocolate with, say, asparagus in it
Fahye Dielle: you don't argue
Fahye Dielle: because it's so good


SG:A fandom. Full of insanely talented fucknuts.

fahye: ([other] frak!)
I feel rather queasy. This is most likely a direct result of sitting down this morning and reading reams & reams & reams of SG:A fanfic, without a break, when the last time I read any fic was...months ago. Definitely months.

I am FIC-SATURATED. I'm like one of those people who doesn't have a drink for ages, and feels incredibly smug and virtuous about it, and then they allow themselves a small sip of Midori one day and the next thing they know it's the next morning and they're surrounded by empty bottles and dead strippers and they're peeling their eyelids off the barstool.

*staggers away*
fahye: ([ga] you may address me as satan)
1) The Silence of the Lambs omg. I am actually prepared to see the film, the book was that good. (I am bad, bad, bad with horror films.)

2) Grey's Anatomy. That last episode was just fantastic.

3) Deadwood, which I have started rewatching in order to prepare myself for S2. (My brother: "Wow, you weren't kidding about the swearing, were you?")

4) SG:A. I pride myself on my ability to watch light-hearted television without forming severe attachments to the characters, but, uh, that idea kind of flew out of the window with 1x11 and 1x12. John Sheppard makes me revert to the fangirl age of about twelve, and Rodney McKay panders to the part of me that is gloriously intolerent of stupidity. I am being ATTACKED ON TWO FRONTS. To my surprise, I am yet to find fault with the script, except (annoyingly) with Teyla's lines. I don't know. If she'd only be mean to someone, or be selfish once in a while.
fahye: ([dune] a more excellent dance)
Today was largely spent at [livejournal.com profile] tammaiya's, discovering Stargate: Atlantis. All vile enablers such as [livejournal.com profile] villainny and [livejournal.com profile] setissma can stop looking smug.


- It was so relaxing to just sit back and watch a skiffy show that isn't taking itself all that seriously, and doesn't expect YOU to take it seriously, and doesn't really give a crap about big issues or romance or impressive plot arcs as long as you'll laugh at the witty banter and go ooh at the cool makeup. Plus, stuff blows up with laudable regularity, and the shooting of guns happens practically every episode. Thumbs up.

- Sheppard could probably communicate entirely effectively if you took away all of his features save his eyebrows. And maybe his hair. His hair seems integral to him as a person.

- Ford is really, really cute. Except I keep misreading the actor's name in the opening credits as Rainbow Sun Flecks which, I don't know, sounds like a flavour of icecream. Maybe hallucinogenic icecream. (Though you've got to hand it to a guy who starts an acting career with a name like RAINBOW SUN and doesn't adopt a stage name. I guess it's...memorable?)

- And yes, of course I adore Rodney, though I kind of love Carson too. I could listen to the show's hilariously inaccurate science-babble for hours as long as it was delivered in his Scottish accent.

That's all. Engage me at will for anything less shallow.

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