I've been sitting here watching Grimm and Emerald City and listening to the sleet hissing against the windows for the last 2.5 hours. It hasn't switched over to snow yet, so there's that to look forward to. Back North, this wouldn't be anything to fuss about, but down here in the ATL with no plows or salting, it's a weather catastrophe.

The grocery store tonight looked like people were prepping for the zombie apocalypse. No eggs, little water, little bread. All the main staples were picked clean. But the little hound and I have food and drink, so we'll settle in and watch the Wild Card games and eat potato pancakes and kielbasa tomorrow.

And ignore the snow.
savageseraph: (Scalora)
( Jan. 6th, 2017 10:13 pm)
Is anyone else watching Emerald City? I have to confess, I'm not quite sure what to make of it. There are stunningly gorgeous visual moments and some interesting narrative moments. But I'm honestly not sure if it's clever and interesting or a hot mess.

Perhaps a bit of both.
So on Monday, the sis and I were walking the dogs before bed. It was a crappy day, weather-wise, here in the ATL. Rainy and chilly. No storms or Southern downpours, just steady winter showers.

As we walk, there's this flash of light. Now there was heavy, low cloud cover, so it really lit up the whole sky. Lightning, you might think. Well, we did too. But the light was green. The streetlights, though not the building lights, flicker and fade, but they don't entirely go out. The filaments glow an angry orange-red. Then there's this low THWFUMM sound. It wasn't like any thunder I've ever heard.

We see some more flashes of the green light. Though they seem to be coming from a different direction. Then after a little, there's another one close and off to our side where the first one came from. There's another THWFUMM sound, and then the streetlights come back on.

Nothing else happens after that. At least not that we know. The sis was like, "We're going back the fuck inside RIGHT NOW." And we did. The dogs never seemed fussed, but the sis was quite insistent that I stay away from the windows and balcony so as not to tempt the creepy-ass lights from coming back.

I have no idea what the hell happened, but it was both creepy and cool.
Day 4



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Comment to someone you haven't ever interacted with before or introduce yourself to someone you've interacted with and friend/follow them. Afterwards, leave a comment in this post with the equivalent of "I did it!"


I actually did something like this today, but not in fandom. My company has a field force, and I work closely with the various Regional Managers. I’ve not met most of them, and they’re really just names on emails to me.

This year, I decided I’d start calling them just to say hello and get to know them as people, not just when we need to interact over business. And I started that today by talking to one of the managers in the Northeast.

So it’s not quite the challenge of the day, but I think it’s in the spirit of it.
Day 3



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In your own space, set some goals for the coming year. They can be fannish or not, public or private. Leave a comment in this post saying you did it. Include a link to your post if you feel comfortable doing so.


I think the word of the year for 2016 was “loss,” and I don’t want 2017 to be anything like 2016. So for the new year, I’d like the theme of the year to be “finding” or “discovery.”

What would I like to discover? A regular schedule of habits is the primary thing I want to find. I want to carve out a schedule that will have me writing daily and getting some exercise daily. I want to eat healthier. That same schedule will leave time for reading books and my flist and such.

I want to discover a journaling habit, not just on LJ but creative pen-and-paper journal.

I want to discover ways to keep me from withdrawing from stress and pain and hardship and to stop sabotaging myself and punishing myself. I want to discover ways to nurture resilience and forgiveness.
Day 2



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In your own space, share a book/song/movie/tv show/fanwork/etc that changed your life. Something that impacted on your consciousness in a way that left its mark on your soul. Leave a comment in this post saying you did it. Include a link to your post if you feel comfortable doing so.



If you’ve read my LJ for awhile, you know how I tend to waffle on questions like these. Usually because I find it hard to narrow things down to just one thing. So in keeping with that spirit, I’ll pick to films: one from my youth and one not.

STAR WARS

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When I was younger, more than anything else I watched or read, Star Wars left that kind of mark on me. It was like nothing I’d seen before, and I’m not just talking about the droids, cool aliens, and cutting edge (for the time) special effects. The whole quest story, the fact that the rescued princess has to rescue her rescuers, the adventure, the mysticism/magic (Shhh, the less said about miticholorians the better.) just resonated with me. To this day, the Lucasfilm Ltd. logo and Williams’ iconic score bring with them a surge of excitement

When I had the chance to enter the world of Star Wars in Bioware’s fantastic Knights of the Old Republic game, I was delighted, and yes, I even played and liked The Sith Lords sequel.

One of the things that made me happiest about my trips to Dragon*Con was the time I bought myself a lightsaber. It’s a beautiful dual-bladed saber with a purple blade, and I brought it and my handmade Yoda hat to the premiere of The Force Awakens. While I was not a fan of the prequel triology, I’m finding new excitement in the The Force Awakens and Rogue One


THE LORD OF THE RINGS

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When I was young, Tolkien’s books had places of honor on my shelves. I read them and reread them and reread them some more. I’m not sure I can say the books themselves had the impact today’s question mentioned, as I read fantasy before and after them. However, fast forward until New Line Cinema made those books into films. I was prepared to be disappointed, as so many book-to-movie adaptations are, but I most certainly was not.

The films were stunning, so much so that I saw The Fellowship of the Ring about 35 times while it was in the theatre. While the films so powerfully captured a world I’d spent so much time in over the years, it was more the consequences of them that had an impact on me.

Those films brought me to my first online fandom: Yahoo! groups mailing lists. From there, it was here to LJ, and the rest is history. I wrote fic, participated in fan communities for the first time, and made it a new focus for my academic research.
Day 1



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In your own space, post a rec for at least three fanworks that you have created. It can be your favorite fanworks that you've created, or fanworks you feel no one ever saw, or fanworks you say would define you as a creator. Leave a comment in this post saying you did it. Include a link to your post if you feel comfortable doing so.


It’s always hard to pick a few fics for the Snowflake Challenge, but this year, I picked two older fics and two newer ones, including one I wrote for Yuletide. Hope you enjoy!


Kindness. – Dragon Age Inquisition/Dragon Age 2, Cole, Female Hawke/Anders, R.

Cole meets Hawke when she visits Skyhold and the Inquisition, and her pain draws him to her.


A Hero’s Lies. – Beowulf (Film). Beowulf/Grendel’s Mother. NC-17.

The victors get to shape the stories we know, but are all those stories true?


Doubt. Supernatural. Castiel/Anna Milton, Castiel/Dean. NC-17.

Castiel's doubt is his strength and his weakness.


Alice’s Wonderland. – The Magicians (TV series). Alice Quinn/Quentin Coldwater/Eliot Waugh, Quentin Coldwater/Penny Adiyodi.

Eliot might be a serious pain in the ass, but even Alice had to agree, the man could mix a mean drink.
savageseraph: (Sons of Gondor (by caras_galadhon))
( Jan. 1st, 2017 12:09 am)
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Wishing, y'all a very HAPPY NEW YEAR! May the year ahead be full of more laughter than tears, more bright times than dark. May it be full of magic and wonder, enough to wash away the sorrows of 2016.
Yesterday, the sis and I went to The Center for Puppetry Arts, primarily to see the limited run anniversary exhibit for Labyrinth. While the center isn’t huge, it’s full of cool stuff. They run puppet shows and events and have workshops. The museum part was divided into three sections. The larger two were their standing exhibits: Puppetry around the World and the Jim Henson exhibit. There is a smaller space for special exhibits.

The puppets around the world had everything from hand puppets to marionettes to puppets that float on water to shadow puppets. They had bits on political puppetry and Punch and Judy show puppetry and stop motion puppetry. For the last, they had a Corpse Bride and her groom puppets and a diorama from Coraline (Coraline in the kitchen with her Other Mother and Other Father.

The Henson section… Well, let’s just say we both got more than a little excited there. Why? Well, let’s see. When you first go in, they have Henson’s desk set up in a faux office with his things. They have two of his Emmy’s and gold and platinum records. They had Big Bird and Little Bird, Grover, Cookie Monster, and Elmo from Sesame Street. Fan of The Muppet Show? They had Kermit and Piggy, Robin and Scooter, Dr. Teeth and one of the chickens (Chicken #5 to be specific). There was Fozzie! Prefer Fraggles? How about Mookey and Red and a bunch of Doozers, along with some Fraggle babies and “Chorus Fraggles”?

As excited as we were by that, it didn’t in any way prepare us for the next room, which was the standing exhibits for The Dark Crystal and Labyrinth. From the latter, they had that door guarded by the playing card guys: the red card was on one side, the blue on the other. They also had that big dark door with the huge gold demon knocker. Also… Sir Didymus. And that little spiked goblin they shoot out of the cannon that gets embedded in the wall.

The special exhibit for Labyrinth had Worm and the Junk Lady (sans the big Sherpa pack of junk) and a host of goblins (including the orange jousting one that Sir Didymus fights), their weapons and their armor. They also had a display from the masked ball. They had a host of masks and fans, a female gown (pale brown with gossamer over it) and male suit (with a skeletal ribcage breastplate). They also had Jareth’s costume from the Escher stairs scene. And, guys, they had Jareth’s crystal balls!

Circling back to The Dark Crystal (because we both loved it best), they had Jen! And Fizzgig! And Aughra! They had one of those little pod people who raised Kira.

And…THEY HAD A GARTHIM! It was GLORIOUS!
So. 2016. I have to confess, I’m not sorry to see this year die. Looking back, I could say that 2016 was an SOMETHING slog of misery from beginning to end. However, there were some bright spots, and in years like this, those points of light, as dim as they might be, are what saw me through the long night.

The Home )

The Job )

Family )

Loss )

Writing )

Fun )

For me, 2016 was full of more shadows than light. It was a year where I felt lost and helpless. It was a year when I let go and surrendered to feelings of doubt and woe that came from the lost and hopeless. There were good things too. I have to keep reminding myself of that, and of how those things made me feel. More importantly, in 2017, I have to work to find those things and those people that make me feel like that more of the time.
savageseraph: (Rose (by icon_goddess))
( Dec. 28th, 2016 09:23 pm)
Debbie Reynolds too? I can't...

I just can't...
So. If 2016 hasn't sucked hard enough, it has to take Carrie Fisher too?

Fuck this year. Seriously, fuck it.
savageseraph: (CantSocial)
( Dec. 27th, 2016 01:27 pm)
Is anyone else having problems accessing their scrapbooks to upload images? The dropdown that should dropdown to give access doesn't seem to be working, and when I click on the number I have uploaded on my profile page, I get taken to a broken page.

Grrrrrrrrrr.
We seem to be marching through November at a seriously quick pace, so it's time for the holiday card post. I'm happy to send cards in the US and overseas, and yes, you can ask for a card even if you aren't sending any yourself. Also, please send along an address even if you think that I already have it. Pretty please.

Comments are screened, so you can reply by comment, or if you'd prefer to PM or email me instead (savageseraph AT yahoo DOT com), feel free to do that instead.


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If you'd like my address--and I moved in September, so you probably don't have my new address--let me know in the comments, and I can PM or email you.
[…] everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.


I am so sorry.

To my friends here in the US, I’m sorry there weren’t enough of us to turn the tide last night. To my friends outside the US, I’m sorry America didn’t do better last night.

I’m sorry we didn’t take a stand against racism and sexism, against homophobia and Islamophobia, against anti-Semitism and ridicule of the disabled.

I’m sorry we didn’t take a stand against sexual assault.

I’m sorry we didn’t take a stand against bullying and narcissism and mean-spiritedness and ignorance and intolerance and hate.

I’m sorry we didn’t take a stand against the vilification those who don’t agree with us and the dealing in conspiracy theories and outright lies.

I’m sorry we didn’t take a stand against nationalism and exclusion and division.

I’m sorry we didn’t take a stand for treating each other with compassion and respect and thoughtfulness and care.

I proud that nearly 60 million of my fellow Americans did stand against those things. A slender majority of the popular vote. However, I’m sorry--so deeply sorry—that nearly 60 million of my countrymen did not and that their voices overruled ours.

Today at work, we gathered in small groups to share our pain, our sorrow, our disillusionment. We were bound together by those feelings. Like mourners at a funeral, we needed to talk through our grief and loss. Those conversations will continue for a long time.

Because you see, one other thing we shared was the unshakable conviction we didn’t want this man who embodied the worst in us to represent what should be the best about us. To inhabit the house and the office that is the symbol of our country.

I’m tired. And I’m sad. And I'm soulsick. And I’m discouraged to my core.

And I’m very, very sorry.
savageseraph: (Hope (by caras_galadhon))
( Nov. 8th, 2016 05:23 pm)
I voted this morning. I don't think my vote will change my red state blue, but I'm hoping to contribute to the purpling of historically red Georgia. For the first time since I moved to the South, I had to wait in line at the polling location. For the first time, my superwhite district had a more diverse group of people waiting to vote.

When I was leaving, I was walking to my car, just about there, when another guy was leaving his car to go in to vote. Our gazes crossed, and he smiled at me and said, "Good luck today." I wished him luck as well.

And at that moment, during that exchange, I thought, "This is what our political system is about." Not the non-stop assholery and ignorance we've been subjected to for the last 15 months. People coming out and having a say. People being polite and civil to one other. People respecting each other's participation without regard to which side of the political fence they sit on.

It was a small thing. But it made me feel better about this election than I had in a long time.
Thursday night, I couldn’t quite restrain myself from running out to the multiplex to see Dr. Strange. I went in with mixed feelings. Sure, the trailers looked beyond cool, and Tilda Swinton seemed amazing. But I wasn’t sure about Cumberbatch. He’s got a great voice, but I prefer not to have to look at him while he’s using it. Still, even he looked strange enough to be a good Strange.

Like Guardians of the Galaxy and Ant-Man, I was trusting Fiege and the MCU not to let me down on this more offbeat offering. And they didn’t let me down.

Be warned: while there aren’t really big spoilers in “The Story At-A-Glance,” The Film” is full of them.

The Story At-A-Glance )

The Film )

Dr. Strange brings magic to the Marvel universe. If you’re hesitant to splurge on IMAX 3D tickets, rest assured this film is worth the price of admission. Indeed, the visuals are so stunning, it would be crime to see them in a lesser format first.

Of course, make certain to stick around through the end of the credits, as there are two scenes (one in the credits, one after them) you don’t want to miss.

Trailers (that I remember): Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, The Great Wall, Power Rangers, Old Man Logan, Rogue One, and Guardians of the Galaxy 2.
savageseraph: (DreamWithin (by masquerademasks))
( Nov. 3rd, 2016 11:53 pm)
Well, today was super painful. I went to see Dr. Strange, which meant I got home tired and wanting to tumble into bed. However, I had not NaNoed, and I almost didn't. Today wasn't a great night in terms of what I produced, but I made my goal.

Today's word count was 1,744 (for 5,511 total).

Snippet of the Day:

“But that’s not true.”

“Truth is the pauper to fiction’s prince. You’ll spare yourself a lot of pain once you learn that lesson.
savageseraph: (DA Leiliana)
( Nov. 2nd, 2016 11:59 pm)
Today, I wrote 1955 words in that same 2.5 hours timeframe.

Writing at lunchtime, yeah.... That didn't work out so well. Will try again tomorrow.

Snippet of the Day:

Tallon Deveere glided through the ballroom, a predator among a muster of peacocks. Ladies in glittering gowns huddled in pairs or trios, watching him with suspicious eyes, hiding their whispers behind hastily raised fans. It wasn’t every day the city’s most infamous pariah graced them with his presence, and they would have this to gossip over in their afternoon teas for at least a month.

If the ladies in room regarded him with suspicion, the gentlemen responded with open hostility. The most shifted away from him as he passed, as if his taint could rub off on them if he got too close. Others reached for swords none of them were unfashionable or boorish enough to wear to a social event. He saw some hands curl into impotent fists none of them would dare raise against him. They might hate him, but they didn’t have the balls to challenge him.
savageseraph: (BookMagic)
( Nov. 1st, 2016 11:36 pm)
I cranked out 1812 words in about 2.5 hours. How the hell did that happen?

Tomorrow, I need to get some of my daily progress done at lunchtime at work.

Snippet of the Day:

“You pull your strikes. When you’re fighting. It’s always the attack. Never on defense. You’re rarely knocked on your ass, let alone knocked out. And yet you rarely ever win.”

She could lie. She wanted to lie, but even though she couldn’t see the other masters because Worrun’s bulk shielded her from them, she knew they were watching. She nodded, not trusting her words.

Worrun grunted, scrubbed his fingers through his perpetually mussed hair. “If you stay, that stops. No more holding back in the ring.”

Of all the things she’d been asked to do since she came to the Spire, at last half of which seemed impossible, this one frightened her the most.
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