we don't have too much time here

So... X-Men. I keep forgetting that I haven't blogged about it because I've been talking about it on chat non-stop for a week. I am seeing it again this afternoon and taking COPIOUS NOTES so that my ridiculously epic fic about Raven has some sense of coherent chronology. (It's long and features intense siblings instead of telepathic porn, so fandom will probably not go nuts for it, but apparently my thing these days is to happily write long thoughtful stories about women from comic book movies.)

So far the whole First Class fandom has underwhelmed me, as I've only read one or two portrayals of Erik that don't make want to wince. I'm pleased we've embraced the Charles Is Kind Of A Glorious Asshole truth, though.

Also: the credits song has snuck entirely under my skin. I LOVE IT. Gay disco mutants, as littledust has pointed out! I have it on repeat; I am writing to it; I am mentally choreographing a dance to it.

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I think I'll make a reading list cut soon, simply because my final exams are too close for comfort and I need the internet to take up a much, much smaller part of my day than it currently does. I also have plans to rehaul my entire system of LJ-ing and fic-posting nearer to the end of the year -- I'll keep you posted.

attention universe

Everyone go and read littledust's First Class fic RIGHT NOW. She writes Charles so, so wonderfully, with all his fears and faults and longings.

How Deep the Bullet Lies, a delicious 9000+ word fic with poetry and weapons and roadtrips and chess. And as the icon suggests, also some porn.

My own fic is at 5776 words and I don't dare count how many scenes are incomplete or just plain unwritten. THIS MAY TAKE A WHILE.