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| I just re-watched a couple bits and pieces from Shoujo Kakumei Utena and remembered that, no matter what anyone else may think or say, it's one of the best anime ever made. And my favourite thing ever. ♥
It doesn't matter how many terrible works of art and creativity are made, because there will always be things that are just full-on good, and that's not going to change.
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| Interview meme time! With questions from ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) mecteol .
1) Since I don't know much about you yet: what's a typical day in the life for you? Get up, take a bath, maybe start some bread or something, go do internet things for a while, do homeschool stuff, walk around outside if it's a nice day, go to class, make dinner, practice my violin. I'm leading a very boring life at the moment. ^ ^
2) What are some of your favorite books (or, alternatively, those that are most important to you)? The Discworld books, Night Watch in particular. Orhan Pamuk's Other Colours, even though I still haven't finished it. Lord Dunsany's A Dreamer's Tales, which I found a library-bound first edition of at a book sale and fell in love with. Neil Gaiman's Fragile Things and Smoke and Mirrors. The Pillow Book of Sei Shonagon, because a blog about a court full of people with lots of time on their hands is naturally full of hilarity. Hexwood by Diana Wynne Jones. Herman Hesse's Demian and Steppenwolf are very important to me, although I'm not sure I can say I actually like them.
If comics count, then I must add Sho Fumimura's Sanctuary, Naoki Urasawa's Monster, Pluto (I have never before read a manga that made me cry more than once every volume), and 20th Century Boys, Inio Asano's What a Wonderful World!, Ohba Tsugumi & Obata Takeshi's Bakuman, Yasuo Aoike's From Eroica With Love (parody homoerotic Cold War espionage, what's not to like?), and CLAMP's xxxHoLic.
. . . I'm kinda surprised my list is so short. I guess I should go read more. :)
3) What is one thing you're most proud of? I'm not really proud of anything in particular . . . but I'm very impressed with myself whenever I actually manage to finish something that requires work and dedication, since I have the attention span and work ethic of a half-brained gnat. I should be really proud that I'm still playing the violin after all this time.
4) What made you interested in anime/manga in the first place? When I was eleven or so and first discovering the internet, I came across an AMV of D.N.Angel. I watched the show on YouTube, where someone mentioned it was based off a comic. After that, I don't remember, except it ended up with me actually watching television (even if it was on the internet and not precisely legal), enjoying comics, and developing something resembling taste.
5) Where are some places you'd like to visit? In the short term, Chicago, St. Louis, and maybe New York. I've lived in and visited small-ish towns all my life, so I'd really like to spend some time in a city now that I'm old enough to enjoy myself there. In the long term, Japan, Korea, Italy, Denmark (in the summer), Ireland . . . I've never been out of the country (being fifteen will do that to you) and I want to travel. (Especially to somewhere with a nice landscape -- my favourite thing to do is to wander around listening to music and enjoying the sights and weather, which is kind of boring in central Illinois.) Specific places . . . I don't know. I'd like to go back to the St Louis botanical gardens on a day when I have more time and better shoes.
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| I kind of hate artificial light -- which is a bit weird for someone who spends all her time on the computer -- but I feel that there's something important about the light that seeps through the clouds on a rainy day. Or even a day with no rain.
It gives a certain sort of feeling that is far stronger than it can be on a sunny day, or a brightly-lit room. I am always loathe to turn on a lamp until I can't see at all. | | comments: Leave a comment |
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| YULETIDE ASSIGNMENT. ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Seriously, I have like five plotbunnies already. I was afraid I'd get asked to write for one of the fandoms I know but am not particularly inspired for, or that I'd get stuck with 'characters: any, details: none' or something similar. But the only possible problem* is that my recipient is like 243314398 times more talented and awesome than me. :DDD
THIS IS GOING TO BE SO AWESOME.
*Well, okay, plus the fact that I have to send my computer off now for two weeks to get the speakers fixed. But that's separate. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Here it is, at long last! My Yuletide letter. :D *was totally not procrastinating* This is my first time in Yuletide, so please forgive me for any minor breaks of protocol. (Major ones, of course, are something entirely different. Feel free to beat the hell out of me for those.)
General stuff: I like happiness, tragedy, slice-of-life, friendship, and witty banter. I'll generally go for friendship more than romance, and have trouble writing things that don't end happily. Despite that, I'll read well-done angstfics over and over, because if something can make me really feel for the characters, that's all that matters. On the 'happy ending' side, I love reading things about people coming to terms with their lives, discovering that despite everything sometimes it's all okay and life doesn't suck quite that much. Also, although I adore canon-compliant backstories and such, I also love love love AUs. Feel free to make use of them as much as you wish. :) And, um . . . character bashing is bad, and I trust you to judge OOC-ness on your own.
Things you can* check out to get a better handle on my tastes: The Reader (HP fandom), Better Days (Hikaru no Go fandom), flakedice 's xxxHOLiC fics, gatewaygirl's R-and-under-rated fics (HP fandom), my lj memories that I recently remembered I had (mostly Katekyou Hitman Reborn), and my genfic C2 over at ffn (which is probably a better guide to my current tastes than my favourites list, since I haven't cleared the latter out in ages).
*I emphasize the 'can', though I'd recommend you do have a look at The Reader. And maybe There Without A Map too, if you're at all familiar with the Prince of Tennis fandom.
( Specific fandom stuff )
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| Let me show you them. :D
I have mixed feelings about this book, because I don't actually like it.
(Or perhaps it would be better to say I didn't enjoy it, because I do like it a bit.)
Let's get this straight; I'm not dismissing its value as literature, nor its value to me. It's a very interesting book, with quite a bit to say. I just couldn't really enjoy reading it. I didn't like Harry Haller, or Hermine -- although I did like Pablo and Maria, the last of whom I felt got a bit shortchanged. I had to force myself through about half the book, hoping to myself that it would go back to talking about something interesting instead of Harry being stolidly unlikeable.
It did, of course, as Hesse books seem to; Pablo appeared, and things got better from there. I also quite liked the transition-y bit where Harry Haller went from being enclosed in his solitary world of academic-ism to being enveloped by the reaching one of jazz music and artsy-ness, even if a lot of it took place during the bits I forced myself through.
The one place it really wins is the end, though. Slight spoilers! (And by spoilers I mean talking about what happens on the last two or three pages, because that's really the only thing you can be spoiled for at all.) Just the fact that he is unable to overcome the limitations of his own personality, for all his efforts -- and the fact that he recognizes that, and he's going to try again and again until he can. This is where Demian let me down, because Emil never really changed himself at all and was always to the last following his titular mentor.
Although I like most of Demian better than I like most of Steppenwolf, I think I may like Steppenwolf better overall, because the main character is actively trying to change, to become more. This is the difference between Demian and Steppenwolf, perhaps. Demian is about finding oneself; Steppenwolf, about growing.
Quotes time!
Pablo: But, you see, I am a musician, not a professor, and I don't believe that, as regards music, there is the least point in being right. Music does not depend on being right, on having good taste and education and all that.
Harry: Indeed. Then what does it depend on?
Pablo: On making music, Herr Haller, on making music as well and as much as possible and with all the intensity of which one is capable.
"Gentlemen, there stands before you Harry Haller, accused and found guilty of the wilful misuse of our magic theatre. Haller has not alone insulted the majesty of art in that he confounded our beautiful picture gallery with so-called reality and stabbed to death the reflection of a girl with the reflection of a knife; he has in addition displayed the intention of using our theatre as a mechanism of suicide and shown himself devoid of humour. Wherefore we condemn Haller to eternal life and we suspend for twelve hours his permit to enter our theatre. The penalty also of being laughed out of court may not be remitted. Gentlemen, all together, one-two-three!"
And lastly, the end, the beautiful end of this book:
One day I would be a better hand at the game. One day I would learn how to laugh. Pablo was waiting for me, and Mozart too.
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| I've gotten myself into something that will probably take several years, lots of research, and plenty of dedication -- which I'm not really sure I have, but let's discuss that later. No, I haven't gotten into a college.
I've started writing a novel.
And of course I'm tearing my hair out now because this is the sort of novel that devolves into a great sprawling mass, gets split up into 321432 books, and eventually goes off the rails completely and turns into gibberish which everyone pretends never happened. HELP.
And by 'started writing' I mean 'have thought up a couple of the key characters (all 2123 billion of them) and am trying to start setting up the background'. Which I can't really do, because I really don't know enough. (Are three major powers enough? What about business conglomerates? Is 'it takes 3 days to get to Mars' really good enough details on FTL transportation?) This is the sort of story that demands politics and intrigue and well-thought-out governmental systems, the kind that I love but really know nothing about writing.
. . . Any research suggestions?
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| Okay, I've been reading Katekyou Hitman Reborn. What's exceptional about that, you ask? I read things all the time without squeeing over them to my f-list.
Just this:
It is FUCKING FANTASTIC.
No, seriously. It is. How many characters do you know whose catchphrase is "I'll just bite you to death,"? How many are spectacularly clumsy without members of their mafia family near them, but when said men are present are a total badass? How many are as purely awesome as Squalo? Also Squalo has fantastic hair. *fangirls*
And AHAHAHAHA at chapters 224-228. Xanxus is all "Go ahead, attack me, whatever. I'll just kick your ass without even moving. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to practice my slouching." And then Byakuran tells Tsuna-tachi "I totally knew what you were doing all along. Behold! My back-up plan! *smile* " And then he leaves and his opposition goes "I also have a back-up plan for just such an occasion!" (See what I did there? No spoilers!)
If the fights didn't last so freaking long this would be competing with Bakuman and xxxHOLiC for my favourite ongoing manga. ♥
AWESOME I TELL YOU. AWESOME.
ETA: BIANCHI! I can't believe I forgot Bianchi. She is the only female character in a comic I've ever thought was actually hot. And she can cook. BIANCHI ILU. ♥ ♥
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| I just got the MOST APPROPRIATE FORTUNE EVER in my fortune cookie. 'S the kind of thing you stick in a place of honour on your desk and keep for twenty years.
You are capable, competent, creative, careful. Prove it.
I really don't hold with all that stupid fate and destiny crap, except sometimes I do. :D
(If you don't know why this applies to me so well, look at my 'lazy apathetic teenager' credentials.)
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| Oh, Alexius. ♥ ♥ ♥
If I am allowed to have intellectual crushes on dead Byzantine emperors, Mr Badass-at-Diplomacy, you are definitely it.
HE EXEMPLIFIES MY FAVOURITE KIND OF CHARACTER EVER OKAY, SHUT UP ALL OF YOU *doesn't know much about him beyond that podcast, and doesn't really care* | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| 10 Reasons Theodore Never Talked To Harry Potter
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1. They shared perhaps two classes, and even then the teachers always put them on opposite sides of the room. What's the point of trying to hold a conversation with someone you never see?
2. Potter didn't talk to anyone. Anyone who wasn't Hermione Granger or a Weasley or his barely-existent crush-of-the-year. He didn't even talk to Draco Malfoy, which was really quite a feat when you considered all the shouting that went on between them.
He probably couldn't name Finnegan's favourite colour. (It was green, incidentally. There were some things Theo wished his sister didn't tell him.)
3. They were alone together for a little while in fourth year. Not in a small room (where one of them might have been forced to make conversation) and not for very long. Potter was occupied with putting his things away, and Theo just stood and watched him, noting that he didn't even try to brush his hair out of his eyes and that his glasses were far too small for him. Then Weasley came back and dragged him away, leaving Theo to wonder what on earth he had been thinking of.
4. What would they talk about, anyway?
5. "What the hell do you think you're doing, Nott?" Potter looked very . . . strange and un-Potter-like wearing his Muggle clothes, arms akimbo. "Get out of here, you bloody idiot! If you run now, I can tell the others the supplier was gone when I got to the shop!" He paused, breathing hard. "It won't show under truthspell."
Theo didn't nod, or thank him, or even look back. He drew his hood up to cover his face and ran.
6. He's never seen Potter (willingly) hold a book in his life. What is with that bloke?
7. He saw Potter naked once, though, all scars and pale bony limbs. (It's not just the famous one; Theo would bet most people didn't know how often Harry Potter got injured, or how rarely he got those injuries healed.) He wasn't muscled or handsome or beautiful, not in the slightest. Just very, very tired and worn.
(Still . . .)
8. Theo lives in India now, trying to fix everything without the Muggles noticing. It's quite a job . . . there are so many things broken.
He'd rather spend the rest of his life trying to fix things here than ever go back home.
9. Parseltongue. He's wondered all his life what it would sound like. Potter doesn't talk to snakes -- he'll never know.
10. . . . When it comes right down to it, Harry Potter is kind of a dick.
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| This little ficlet was going to be part of a series of them, but that's gone and mutated into something else and this one is too much fun not to archive somewhere, even if it's not necessarily that good. :D
He can feel the little rasp of his breath against his aching throat. A strange thing to notice, right now, but Harry's mind is mostly on autopilot and the bits that aren't are thinking about how much he'd like a cup of Remus' wonderful tea. Is Remus still alive? He's not sure, it's been a few days since they saw each other and since then things have completely gone to hell in a handbasket.
This is the end, one way or another. So many dead, so many more wounded, all just to get them to this moment. Voldemort's Death Eaters -- those that are left of them -- are gathered behind their master, wands pointed leisurely at Harry. How many are really spies, or under the Imperius curse? Either way, he can see they're waiting until things are decided. (Not that it's much of a decision. Semi-immortal quasi-human Dark Lord versus a worn-out teenager. Can you say forgone conclusion?)
Voldemort starts making some grandiose speech about power and destiny. Harry just wishes he would shut up so they can get to the fighting bit before he keels over. The old bastard does go on and on, doesn't he? Always did, even back when Harry was eleven. Probably tried to talk Harry's parents to death before A.K.-ing them. He'd be trying to turn it to his advantage if he wasn't so damn tired.
He figures he can get off one good Avada before someone catches on and kills him -- or he passes out on his own from lack of energy. God, that would be humiliating. (At least he's conscious enough to think in five-syllable words, if nothing else. Bet you didn't know I could do that, Hermione. Hah!) He surreptitiously points his wand--
--And Voldemort makes a little choking noise before falling over with a knife sticking out of his back.
Harry's first thought is Well, that was anticlimactic.
His second is, well . . . those silver masks make it difficult to tell, but Harry's absolutely sure he can see one of the Death Eaters winking at him.
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| Tonight was the first time I (seriously) played Capture the Flag.
Completely co-incidentally, tonight was also the time I said "fuck" or "fuck this" more than twenty times about any one thing.
(Of course, when I get tired I babble about things. This lead to an entire out-loud train of thought about whether the Worst Cough Ever, the bugs, the humidity, the amount of running I had to do, or the way-way-way-too-long time spent playing the goddamn game actually counted as one thing. This, of course, led to much quoting of the words and phrase mentioned above.)
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| I've just started reading Demian, and it's wonderful! I am only 30 pages in, but I'm starting to sense a bit of Utena-ish-ness already. We've just met Demian -- he is a prince, I think. The real kind.
I need to re-watch Utena, after I get my computer to play audio and video files again without freaking out | | comments: Leave a comment |
| For no reason she can tell, she needs to leave. Needs to get out of this building that contains her. She sees no reason why until she is already outside, when something -- something -- sparks inside her and
She runs, runs down the street to find the last patch of dying sunlight where she twirls giddily, laughing hoarse and breathlessly. She looks at the tree-trunk and the ants and spiderwebs on it, and the cracked sidewalk beneath her feet, and the fading, un-spectacular sunset, and realises that each of them is the most wonderful thing she has ever seen. She stubbs her toe on the cracked sidewalk, and laughs again, for even pain is fantastic. The cicadas' buzzing, the plant full of dry dead flowers, her own off-key humming, even the chill evening breeze across her bare arms -- she relishes them, every one, and takes the deepest breaths she can. The world is full of beautiful sights and sounds and scents, and she cannot place why --
And then she does, and laughs again, trying to touch and hold and contain the beauty around her, for she is alive.
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I'm not sure if this counts as fiction because it just happened. And I have no idea why.
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| I have eaten a cupcake with a fork. MY LIFE IS COMPLETE.
And I have stubbed my toe. This is not news, as it happens every day, but the fact that I said "Ow ow ow ow ow ow FUCK" afterwards certainly is. :D
*sigh* I fail at this whole 'writing' thing. There are so many things I want to write, and only one I'm trying (and failing, I think) to. I have to keep catching myself, or I write in nothing but diologue. ARGH WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME. I CANNOT EVEN TYPE CORRECTLY.
My lovely Itachi/Kisame genfic project has been put on hold for the moment, sorry to say. I have become completely re-obsessed with Harry Potter. Or, to be more accurate, Draco Malfoy and his 'I am a total prick but I am so much better than you no-one cares'-ness. (And the minor characters. Gotta love those occasionally-mentioned-but-never-really-utilised-in-canon minor characters. Does Blaise Zabini count, do you think? Probably not, but I love him to bits anyway.)
I'm really enjoying After-the-End-style fics lately -- well, enjoying them a little bit more than before, which is difficult BECAUSE I LOVE THEM SO MUCH ALREADY. I LOVE THEM SO MUCH THEY'RE MAKING ME GO CAPSLOCKY AGAIN. Fics that answer the question 'war's over, now what?'
I admit, I want all the characters I like to have some kind of happy ending. (This is why I always feel bad about killing them off, unless I'm writing/reading about them in another fic already. ^^;; ) And since I like, oh, EVERY SINGLE CHARACTER EVER, especially in the HP-verse, this is yet another reason to be glad I read fanfiction.
And now I am rambling, so I shall sleep. :D
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| There's a Bakuman kink meme. :D
I tried to request something -- I can't. I just can't. I can't do it, I can't bring myself to even think about changing the romantic/platonic relationships in this manga.
I just can't fuckin' do it. *hangs head in shame*
I can maybe bring myself to read some of the entries, though. ^_~
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| Stolen from mecteol.
Tsunderekko (Harsh Outside-Gentle Inside)
[ ] You come off as sort of aloof to other people.
[ ] In public, you intentionally refrain from showing much weakness.
[ ] You have a secret obsession with something cute.
[ ] You pretend that you hate your crush even though you really love him/her.
[x] You blush when people point out your sensitivities.
[x] You blush when people tell sexual jokes.
Total: 2
Yanderekko (Gentle Outside-Harsh Inside)
[ ] You’re very sweet and kind in public.
[ ] When romance becomes a topic of discussion, people say your personality changes drastically.
[ ] You know some sort of martial art, swordplay, or otherwise.
[ ] You have a crush who you’d literally kill for.
[x] You have a pet-peeve that makes you snap.
[ ] Bipolar?
Total: 1
Meganekko (Girl-with-Glasses Character)
[x] You have glasses.
[x] You can sometimes be clumsy, ditzy, or absent-minded.
[ ] You are always very polite in your speech.
[x] You are fairly intelligent in some field.
[ ] You take discipline seriously.
[ ] You have some sort of fetish for something
Total: 3
Tsukkomi (Angry Guy)
[ ] You have a friend who often makes dumb or embarrassing remarks.
[ ] You smack/beat up this friend in some way.
[ ] You do your best to maintain a calm facade, only to be thwarted by this friend.
[ ] If you & your friend were a yin-yang, you’d be the “yang”.
[x] You swear a lot.
[ ] You try to bring out the more serious side of your ridiculous friend.
Total: 0
Boke (Dumb Guy)
[x] You often make silly or embarrassing comments.
[ ] You like annoying the heck out of your best friend.
[ ] You often get beaten up by your friend in some way, but you take it in good stride.
[ ] If you & your friend were a yin-yang, you’d be the “yin”.
[x] You are normally very laidback and carefree.
[ ] You try to bring out the happier side of your angry friend.
Total: 2
Nadeshiko (Perfect Wife)
[ ] You are always, almost overly polite.
[x] You love traditional Japanese culture.
[ ] You often wear either a kimono, yukata (summer cotton kimono), or apron.
[x] You’re an excellent cook.
[ ] You are hardly ever angry.
[x] You have really long hair.
Total: 3
Tomboy Character
[ ] You feel comfortable in boy’s clothing.
[ ] You have short hair.
[ ] You have a crush whom you act friendly with rather than romantically.
[ ] You are really good at sport/s.
[ ] You are admired by girls and boys for your talents, though you’re sort of in denial.
[ ] You show your girly features on rare occasions.
Total: 0
Sexy Character
[x] Your bust/package is...formidable.
[ ] You like making sexual innuendos.
[ ] You encourage trips to the beach, pool, or onsen.
[x] There are some sexual things that you are ignorant to or need explained to you.
[ ] You’re an expert cosplayer.
[ ] You like the taste of alcohol.
Total: 2
Lolita/Shota Character
[x] You like sweets or chocolate.
[ ] You adore cute things and/or the word “kawaii”.
[ ] You use Japanese suffixes like “-chan,” “-tan,” “-sempai,” etc...
[ ] You add unnecessary suffixes to the ends of your sentences, like “nyo,” “nyu,” “un,” etc...
[ ] You are considered gullible or naive.
[ ] You have a tall/powerful friend who protects you.
Total: 1
So a tie between Meganekko and Yamato Nadeshiko, hm? Well, if I were quieter, I could probably pass myself off as one . . .
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| Sigh.
To explain: I want to write a post-GoF fic. Not an AU of OotP; a post-GoF fic. I never thought ignoring canon could be so hard, but to tell the truth I find it very difficult to single out everything I know from the fifth book and not using (most of) it. No Dolores Umbridge, no Occlumency/Legilimency, no Black Family Tree (or not most of it), and probably no Room of Requirement.
And that's leaving aside actually plotting out and then writing the damn thing.
Oh well. It will happen someday.
On a more positive note, here's the first draft of 30_gens prompt #9, for Kisame and Itachi. (Constructive critiscism very, very welcome. I'm afraid I might have made Kisame sound like a cross between Itachi and Hidan.)
( 9. old friends )
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