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Master Fic List

Welcome! It's about time I got around to organizing my fics, so here you are. Not that I'm a prolific writer, but I like to think of this list as a WIP, to be updated upon the whim of my fickle Muse. Currently, I write in two fandoms - Sherlock Holmes book!Canon and BBC's Sherlock, which, arguably, are just two branches of the same tree.

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Looks Like We're Moving :(

Well, the inevitable finally seems to be happening. Either we sell our house within the next few months, or we could be in a very serious risk of foreclosure. My savings are pretty much decimated, and in February, I received notice I would no longer be employed - I work part time in a charter school in a secretarial position which originally was supposed to be a temp job, so after four years, it was a bit of a shock to learn I was being let go.

Between unemployment and medical bills my grandmother incurred after breaking her hip last year (that I was helping her pay), and medical bills of my own after a bad angina attack also in February, the money we were using to fall back on is no longer there, and it only recently became apparent how little there actually is left.

Now, I'm not the sort who believes in such illogical things, but if I were, then I'd swear this house has been a harbinger of bad luck since the very first day we moved in. Of course, I don't actually believe that, but one horrible thing after another has happened while we've been here, so lots of negative memories surrounding this place. I've been itching to get out for 15 years, and now, faced with the prospect of going, I'm becoming physically sick from the anxiety of just thinking about leaving.

Even so, I knew this was coming long before it ever happened. I am aware of how strange it sounds, but this past year, it has really seemed like events that took place in the 18 months prior to our moving here (another hectic time) have been coming full circle, even down to significant dates. In that respect, I've been prepared for this move since last summer, because I could not shake the feeling that a certain event was going to be a catalyst not simply for us leaving this house, but one that closed a particular interval of my life. Anyway, I know I'm rambling, but I needed to air out my thoughts.

Ugh.

This weekend is going to be a major chore, and very sad, because we'll be throwing out some old furniture that has been in the family for decades. I think that's the worst part - I was so heartbroken when we left our old apartment, and now it's as though my last ties with that old place are being severed :(

One thing I'm grateful for right now is the little things. My youngest Beagle is actually keeping me sane, and I've rediscovered my old music collection that was put away over a decade ago during a flood and never taken back out. God almighty, but Ozzy Osbourne has been a lifeline in a shitstorm for me since 1986. Seriously, if it were not for heavy metal I'd have killed myself or become a serial killer by now.

I need an aspirin...


Well, This Is A Fine How-Do-You-Do

I take a hiatus from LJ for two stinking months, with a peek here and there in between, only to come back and find the place has practically packed up and left without me :/

Meh. I'll miss this old haunt, that's for certain, but I suppose it will be nice to have a shiny new Dreamwidth account (or, er, one that I created a few years ago and have ignored ever since...) to give one a fresh start. Won't be deleting my LJ, but I'm considering not importing this entire journal over there, maybe just ficcery? IDK. Been meaning to dust off and polish up a few of my Very Ancient fics, so this might be a good excuse to do as much.

Anyway, if anyone is still lurking these cobweb-laden corridors, I'd love to know who has already made the shift to DW so that I might follow you over there :)

Also - there appears to be some bit of outrage over LJ's new TOS, to say the least. Was I dreaming, sleeping, or otherwise cerebrally flatlined when reading them, because I can't remember there being much about content restrictions. Either that or I'm pretty much sleepwalking through life these days.

P.S.

My DW account can be found here: http://autumnatmidnite.dreamwidth.org/


Last night, I finally found the time to give TFP a proper watch. From the fragments I saw when it originally aired, it made me angry over what this once great program had devolved into, but I think, having genuinely given it a chance, can say it was not half as torturous as was TST, and I am not angry with it anymore. Just sad. Grieving, really.

Unreasonably long and swooning maiden levels of drama ahoy...Collapse )
What, in Satan's unholy name, am I even watching?



The Lying Detective

Well. That was... a bit trippy, strange and not quite shaped back into form. But. What a decided relief from last week's spectacular fiasco.

Thar be SPOILERY ramblings ahoy...Collapse )

Sherlock S4 Trailer

Holy shit.

That is all.

Stick A Fork In Me...

... because I. AM. DONE.

As in, the novel I have been writing on/off since the '09 NaNoWriMo has finally, all 147k of it, come to an end. Does it need editing? Why yes; a shit load of it. Do I need to systematically murder about 40k words? At least.

However, that doesn't matter right now, because I am finished, and it is glorious. \o/

*pops open the bubbly*


Updates, Recs & Suchlike...

Haven't been kicking around fandom recently, mainly due to RL. Social lives, such as they are, need to be watered, and work - ugh. There's always that. Working at a school ensures my unemployment during the summer, so I've gone back to housecleaning on the side (the knees are not thanking me for that, let me tell you) and just put in an application at the Board Of Elections, with a reference from an old friend who has been working on it for years. *crosses fingers*

Aside from that, while I usually spend the 4th of July at my cousin's house, this year, we're all (or, most of us are, anyway) gravitating to my boyfriend's house for a block party. I'm actually just getting back from The Village, because where else, I ask you, can one purchase contraband fireworks/crackers and sparklers for the patriotic edification of the children if not there? I'm a bit giddy, actually. It feels like I'm a teenager again, sneaking off downtown to consult a fraudulent soothsayer or purchase not-quite-above-board identification.

Ah, the good old days.

It also didn't help that I went with a friend who I go back to grade school with, and who was usually the one responsible for said excursions of dubious legality. It was nice to get away from adult responsibilities for a few hours, at any rate, but all things considered, those are honestly days I'd rather have stay in the past.

Anyway, long-winded ramblings aside, I did want to share an interesting Holmesian movie I stumbled across over the weekend. I vaguely recall hearing something about it back when Elementary (*shudder*) first came out, but how much credence does one give an American Sherlock Holmes miniseries from 1987? However, as I was reasonably impressed with 1994 Baker Street: Sherlock Holmes Returns, which has a very similar premise, I thought I'd give The Return Of Sherlock Holmes a shot.

I originally thought it was some gender!swap nonsense, but this Jane Watson is decidedly not a Dr Watson replacement, and could give Lucy Liu a run for her money on how to portray a friend and partner to Sherlock Holmes. No romance need apply here ( \o/ ) but there was a great deal of affection between the two, in something that went a bit further than a paternal relationship, though never managed to become outright Holmes/Watson. I found these subtextual elements more than tolerable, nor did they detract an iota from what a watchable Holmes Michael Pennington made for - especially in regards to his look, which, in my estimation, anyhow, was near perfect. The plot was fairly intricate, as well. So. Consider me impressed.