Chaucerettescs

For Sean. I was bored:



I adore Halloween and am so.pumped.for.the.party. As I mentioned to Leah, Nick and I might be up to a half an hour late. Neither he nor I have the gas money this week for me to go get him, so his parents need to do it. Problem is, his mum can't get there until 6-6:30, putting him in Brighton around 7:45. Wonderful. And I can't go on ahead because he needs to come to my place for part of his costume. Being dressed like Marie Antoinete will probably make waiting around even more depressing.

In other news, I changed my own earrings without assitance and/or flailing, which is good. The one ear is still very difficult to work with since it has a big bump at the site of the piercing, making it hard to find the exit hole.

Finally, I need to go in and talk to my counselors this week as I would like to finish my Associate's this upcoming semester. However, that means taking 22 credits when the maximum is 17. But it's only six classes (only one more than what I'm taking this semester) and only 4 more hours of class a week than what I'm taking his semester. Which I'm more than capable of handling, but I know they're going to dick with me. That's the only thing I dislike about Community College, the counselors can be very condescending. They don't mean to be; they just are. Take the average bumbling counselor and multiply it by 3. It's like they assume that because you're at Community, you must be stupid, which is an implication I resent as stupid people are the exception there, not the rule. Our teachers don't treat us like morons, so why should the administration? Whatever.

I think I've found one indicative of what goes on in my head all the time.



I cannot watch this without losing my shit laughing. Gael's little dance! The tattoos! Their big bobble heads! Their apathetic expressions! The way the mouth lines keep showing up so that they look like marionettes!

I need to spend less time on the internet.

(I swear this will be the last of these I post.... for now)

Katey-lynnnnnnn, I found season 3 of Robin Hood on Youtube:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yd8nzzfy61U

You must watch it, because I want to talk about it with you so badly I could explode.

When's everyone coming home btw?

Also, out of curiosity, are we doing the Potter midnight show this year? I definitely want to see it together (it's the only way to enjoy the butchering), but the midnight showing will be Tuesday night/Wednesday morning (why they pushed the release up from a weekend, I don't know. Clue: the fans have grown up and many have to work. Braintrusts.) and might be hassle for anyone with a job.

Also: (not at all obvious indication of how to pronounce names in chapter 2:)
Alan made a tiny gesture at Gael and Geoff set his crayon back down to the paper. "G-u-y," he wrote. He faltered for a moment and then, thinking himself very clever, finished, "-e-l."

Gael frowned and pulled the paper towards him, printing his name correctly at the bottom in careful capital letters that Geoff and Alan studied dubiously.

Alan looked to Gael for confirmation, who only rolled his light brown eyes and devoted himself utterly to his tiny carton of juice.
♥

Geoff: Maybe you should wait to tell them after exam results come. That way you can distract them, right? 'I may fancy blokes, mum and dad... but look at what fine grades I have!' I mean, how angry could they possibly be staring 9 A*'s in the face?

Alan: They'll be dazzled by asterisks!

Gael: ...I think I have to vomit.


So, I love writing dialogue for those three like I love breathing. But you all probably already knew that. Hee. They're just so cute as a trio and totally not begging for porny fanfic which I WILLNOT write. Ever.

There's only five class days left in the semester, which = hell yes. I have a test on A Midsummer Night's Dream on Tuesday, my Psych exam Thursday and a math test Monday (the 5th). I'll be glad to be out. I've been feeling a little haggard lately (as in tired, not, you know... soliciting gay hookers and taking meth). It's probably because my sleep cycle is once again all turned around. NIGHT STALKER.

Also, it's 68 outside. :D It's an improvement!

EDIT: Ok, so I've missed the last couple of episodes of Dollhouse...but I just heard Alan Tudyk will be joining the cast. This is the part where I run around, going :D :D :D

Dammit! I'd just managed to peace with the fact that'll it'll probably be cancelled by the end of the season and they pull this.

Ugh, these stupid allergy meds have me feeling so tired.

I had my Psych mid-term Tuesday and did pretty well. I have a pretty solid A in the class, so that's good. It's nice having Steven back. That sub was just... ugh.

You know what I missed about school? Getting essays back. That is still inherently awesome. (I'm not terribly crazy about writing them though). On that note, my Shakespeare teacher and I have a very good rapport. I rocked the shit out of my Anti-Semitism presentation. It's probably very sad that Shylock is one of my favorite Shakespearean characters. Deborah gave me a rec for a book called "The Turquoise Ring" about Shylock and his wife Leah in their youth. It's quite romantic and devastating, given what's going to happen.

We're doing King Lear now. Lol, I love this class sfm. We get to do all the plays I wish we'd done in high school. I still sort of wish we were doing The Taming of The Shrew, just for the sake of discussion.

I've having more ideas for the book, but as far as actually writing...nil. I don't know why I have such a bad block. I think I'm just feeling overwhelmed with everything that needs to be included and all the things I love that may need to get cut. One of the general rules in publishing I've found is that first novels should try to stay under 450 pages (even though fucking Twilight is nearer to 550). I think I'm going to try drafting a proper timeline for the first book and see where that goes.

In the meantime, I will continue to post weird shit

( Three Telegrams That Geoffrey Would Actually Be Quite Likely to Send )
Lol, I blame Katelyn for making me giggle at such an abhorrent act of arson.

In other news:
Oh, Texas
Dallas school accused of staging cage fights among students

Right, so lately I've been making myself miserable trying to think of a possible new title for Swacit (since "Somewhere a Clock is Ticking" is the name of a Snow Patrol song). I'm not sure you're allowed to name a book after a song that isn't yet public domain, even though bands steal names from books all the time (My Chemical Romance comes from an Irvine Welsh novel and Steely Dan is the name of the dildo in Naked Lunch, which, heh...)

The trouble is I now have the title so interwoven into the themes of the book that I don't want to change it and even if I did, wouldn't know what to change it to.

How about...

The Englishman Who Went Up a Hill... and Came Back Down Dead.

Wait... shit...

Chase's suggestions: Someplace A Clock is Ticking or A Clock Ticks... Somewhere
AHA! I see what you did there.

Lol, I'm screwed when it comes to naming the second one.

I did go ahead and change Adge's last name to Landau. It needed to be more Jewish. I've been writing a scene with his grandma, btw. All I'll say is that it includes a good deal of Yiddish and the line "Mama, please don't rub Melanie's uterus." Good times.

When Katelyn was over the other night, we started weaving plot bunnies which I'm going to post here lest I forget them:

( Kippers, Confession, Portraits, Marzipan, and Sex Talks )

Lol, I love riffing with Katelyn about this sort of crap. I always end up laughing until my throat hurts. Often, the voices are the best part, not that you can tell here. (btw, the priest occasionally sounds inexplicably like Yoda).

P.S. I've decided I still want to do the Ben/Lena book. Tonight I discovered tha when Paris was bombed in 95, the first station to be hit was literally right across the street from where I had them living. I am intrigued.

New mix! w00t! This started off as a challenge to myself to see if I could make a Ben & co. EP with one song for each member of the gang but without any crazy hard rock. It went pretty well, so I made a Swaciteer one to match (you know, I really wish they had a proper canon name, but I can't think of anything that fits... plus I rather like Swaciteers).

I'm rather pleased with both EPs. I succeeded with the Scion one... most of the thing is just downright mellow. Lots of songs that sound pretty or bouncy... until you actually listen to the lyrics.

Gary Jules, Coldplay, Belle & Sebastian, John Lennon, Jump Little Children, Rufus Wainwright, The New Pornographers, Sufjan Stevens
vs.
Brainclaw, Iron & Wine, The Flaming Lips, Sunna, Firewater, Tori Amos, Neko Case, MCR

( All the Trees of The Field Will Clap Their Hands )

LOL at everyone being so pretty.

I really need to stop making these but they do wonders for writer's block, which I currently have a small case of. Dialogue and scene-ideas have been coming along brilliantly, but I'm having trouble with prose again. I swear, if this fucking thing was a play, I would've finished it years ago.

Writing the child abuse scenes is leaving me feeling very uncomfortable. I think the reason I've been hating less on Ben lately is I've been too busy despising Noah. Also, Roger. Ben's a complete cock but at least he's never held anyone down and burned them with cigarettes or made unwanted passes at fifteen-year-old girls.

....... Goddamn, do I hate some of my characters. : /

We're going up north tomorrow. Hurgh. Massive fail. I mean, it's good we can go up and get a ton of stuff for Garage Sale 2.0, but... ugh, I always forget what a pain in the ass it is going up there. I'll be making a few more entries today (I actually read Twilight in it's entirety... I'll be needing an entire entry to rant over that one...) EDIT: Twilight posthas been postponed. Nick was over tonight and I might not be home from Harbor Springs until Tuesday D:

Anyway, I have been meaning to finish/post this mix for freaking ages. Geoff & Alan lubby tiems! :3 Hey, I actually did a G/A playlist that isn't completely slashy. ... only somewhat slashy.

There's quite a bit of cover art for this one. I have so few pics for teen Alan :/

Also, a lot of these songs are from Geoff's POV because, as of now, Alan has a seperate mix and Geoff does not.


( I woke up and he was screaming... I'd left him dreaming.... I roll over and shake him tightly, and whisper 'If they want you, then they're gonna have to fight me'. )

Honestly, I can't believe that pair are two of the straightest characters I have. Hee, it worries me that they have potentially the best romantic setup. They should just get married and have a big, girly reception with this:

embroidered on their napkins.

Seriously. It could happen. Er... maybe... *is working on the Geoff/Alan fanmix right now, hence the wtfuckery*

My cousin Harmony is coming tomorrow! :3 Or, rather, today since it's like 5 am. I've been sleeping all wrong lately :[

Huzzah! I found a little notebook in one of my drawers stuffed with scenes written on scraps of notebook paper. I thought I'd lost some of this writing in my Great Mac Crash of 07. I'm still discovering what scenes did get lost and it never fails to be irritating as shit when I realize something else is missing.

In unrelated write-y writingness, I've been doing a lot of writing lately. Months of Writer's Block finally gone. What cured it was writing, out of nowhere, part of what could be a scene from the Ben/Lena standalone thingamajig. They are just so much stranger than my usual subject matter that it made everything else sort of... easier. Lol, that made sense.

Anyway, these are two long chunks from essentially the first five chapters of the second book (that is, the sequel, NOT the BenLena thingy). The first one still needs a lot of editing. Lol, it was fun to write. It's just silly and weird and I love remembering how wealthy the Fairchildren are if I can do stuff like this and Geoff always makes me smile.

( How I've Missed Writing Ben Being An Utter Twat )

Today is Chase's 16th Birthday. Lol, old. Well, old for him.

I started writing again last night. Like, with a vengeance. Things are better now (read: I'm no longer having panic attacks because between Washtenaw and possibly State, I have options). All the college planning, however, got me writing last night about 17 year-old Swaciteers making the same sort of plans. These chapters are sort of bittersweet to write given the whole... they-think-they've-got-their-future-so-planned-out-but-doom-is-right-around-the-corner.

This is, I feel, one of the cheerier bits. I swear it all started as a subtle Shoebox reference about taking up piracy as a career and from there it just turned into inane Master and Commander jokes and Geoff being all fond and introspective and I swear if that all doesn't prove that Alan and Geoff should shag, I don't know what does. He wishes they could go to Oxford together. He wants to make Brideshead Revisted jokes, for God's sake. Just maul him and be done with it, honestly.

( G/A Canon Slashiness )

At this point I got rather sleepy and went to bed. Aw, Geoff's being a worry-worry over Alan. Because he wants to Maturin Alan's Aubrey. The thought of them being split up is realistic, but he should know I'd never let it happen. The notion is too hideous. Who'd be there to Rosencrantz Geoff's Guildenstern? Though, I too must be an enormous ponce, because I too find the fantasy of Geoff and Alan hanging about at Oxford marvelous I'm sure Alan would love to Ryder Geoff's Sebastian.

Also, I shouldn't find the thought of them as Aubrey & Maturin at Halloween so deviously attractive... but I do.

First off, I just have to put it out there: I have been having some seriously fucking weird dreams lately. The kind that last the whole night, but you can only half remember in the morning. That is all.

Anyway, indie slash mix! More mushy mostly indie mushiness! This came about because I had a few new songs for each couple and didn't want to make whle new mixes for each couple again. So, it has a couple songs that have already been used, mostly new songs, and a couple of songs that will be on other mixes. I already posted the Mel'n'Adge one and said I'd do the slash one, so here it is:


( Ru/Nik, Gael/Alan, Geoff/Alan: The Canon, The Quasi-Canon, and The Crack )

Ru&Nik ZIP * Gael&Alan ZIP * Geoff&Alan ZIP

ZIP of all 27 songs

All songs available individually at Box.net

I'm feeling quite out of it today. But you know what's good? Chocolate pudding. And DQ. I would have DQ's baby and then eat it, because, honestly, who needs a little baby hamburger toddling about?

........ok, see, I've actually lost my mind.

At least I have a task! Chase has to have a drawing for his presentation about Julius Caesar and wants me to do it since he's rubbish at drawing and, well, doesn't feel like it. Hee, he wants me to draw Caesar and Brutus in the big death scene except Caesar's all pissy and like "...really, guy? I mean...seriously?" with lots of knives in his back. Which shall be fun...since it's all big wonky jaws and angry foreheads. It's due on the 25th.

The next day, there will hopeully be some crashing by the Jess at my house for a few days.

In other news, I still can't draw profiles.

( NOSE-SMUSH! )

Hee, I do like drawing Alan, Geoff, and Gael as one big grey blurb. It'd be fun if they were really like that. They'd be like a really cute Cerberus.



See? Mind, totally lost.

Another Failed Study Group by ~swacit on deviantART

Heh, this is how I cheer myself up. Their slashiness heals me. Trying to study with Geoff around is as effective as trying to study with me around.

If Geoff is crouching, I'd dearly love to know where his other arm is going.

I haven't been feeling very good lately. Blah. Most of it is just the monthly bitchies, I think. I'm just drained lately.

Heh, I finally managed to write a quiz on Sploofus that nobody can get moe than a 53% on. It's about Decemberists lyrics, lol.

Moar frickin' whooo. I wrote another chapter last night. An early chapter, too, so huzzah for working on the beginning for a change. It's shortly after Scott and Nicole's death and the trip to the hospital when Geoff and Alan had their little painful interlude and Geoff noticed how angry Jenny was with some creepy lady with frizzy red hair. You know the one. Wee Geoff would be seven-going-on-eight here. He's just a dear, precocious worry-worry.

( As-yet unnamed chapter )
The whole things fairly subdued to me. But Geoff trying to be all grown up and comfort his mum makes me go d'aww. Just because any time wee Geoff tries to be all adult makes me go d'aww. And any time Geoff is all concernicus about Alan, I go d'awww.

Swaciteers by ~swacit on deviantART

I haven't any idea why they're running, but I do know it's Geoff's fault, hence the scowls of prefect cuteness. I just wanted to draw them doing something other than standing around. That's what listening to too much indie rock will do to you.

I predict in 0.2 seconds, Mel is going to land on Adge and Geoff and take their asses down.

Gah, I want a Wacom tablet.

Chase bought me Death at a Funeral yesterday. It's part of my "Easter" prezzies... which kind of amuses me. For Easter, I shall be perving on Alan Tudyk's nekkidness. That's mega-ultron Christian right there, hee.

Gael's Notebook by ~swacit on deviantART

Lol, you know those little exercises creative writing classes sometimes have to get you into your characters heads? Well, I wanted to try that one about writing a diary entry as a character, but then thought of all the notes Katelyn and I passed in AP Euro and thought this would be more fun.

Of course it led nowhere...but into utter stupidity about how fluffy Alan's bangs are.

I think I love Geoff best when his sexual innuendos make no sense whatsoever. Lol, fringe.

Awww, Gael's totally a stalker XD

Er...yes? by ~swacit on deviantART

Quick, shoddy, ... fairly morbid comic.

I'm glad Alan at least tries to be positive about being utterly traumatized. Though, I can't help but wonder if there are ever moments when Geoff'll be bitching about something and Alan will just think how he watched his parents get turned into ginger toast and want Geoff to STFU. Probably a couple of times, I'd think. Probably was too kind to mention it though.

As for Geoff's snark about Alan making him into a cynic, I can only say, HEE.