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And why do all the Enterprise-D crewmembers have sons rather than daughters, anyway? There's Wesley and Alexander, plus Troi and Picard each have a one episode "son." The only exception is Data's one episode positronic child, who chooses to be a human female.

So possibly I need to write fic in which Geordi's ex is assigned to the enterprise and brings along an eight-year-old daughter. So there.

Better yet if she's all about the martial arts and wants to be a security officer when she grows up, because it would be fun to write Geordi and Worf commiserating about how they just don't understand their kids.

Possibly the little girl will be on the Enterprise with her mama and step-mom, to keep kid!fic from bogging down in "do they or don't they get back together?" and also as an excuse to write more female characters.

Yeah, this plot has legs.

*needs a Geordi icon*
peroxidepirate: (Audrey Hepburn)
What I was going to say on Friday:

DAMMIT, SELF, STAY AWAY FROM THE FREAKING SPOILER THREADS.

Ahem.

I picked the wrong time to go poke the Mastiff board at Goldenlake. Now I'm two-thirds of the way through the book, spoiled, distressed, and too tired to finish reading tonight.

Also my knee hurts.



Now that it's Monday, I've been finished with Mastiff for two days and I'm still reeling. I loved it, even though it broke both my brain and my heart into itty bitty pieces. I dreamed about it Saturday night -- I think I was Beka in the dream? I'm not sure. Anyway, I'll put up a longer post on that if/when I can get my thoughts in some kind of order. For now, have a warning: likely spoilers in comments.


My knee still hurts, casualty of a 6.7 mile run/walk on Friday. But it was so worth it, just because there was a stretch of a couple of miles in the middle where it felt like we could run forever. I haven't had that feeling since... early October, maybe? It was grand.

I'm getting in the habit of stretching again, which is why it was possible to go so far at all. During the summer I was cross-training by biking 1-2 days a week, and I stopped stretching before runs because it didn't seem to make any difference. It does now. I'm going through some basic leg stretches before and after running, as well as in the morning on days I don't run and before bed every day, and the leg pain that plagued me through most of November is gone.


Other things that are gone/done, or nearly so:
  • NaNoWriMo (I finished November 29).
  • The suspense over what happens in Mastiff.
  • Ficmas fics (the one I wrote, and the awesome one written for me).
  • The owners of my company (out of the country from the past weekend until late March of 2012! Which will make all of our lives so much easier!)
  • College football season and the ridiculous weekends it brings me (last game was November 26).
  • My epic rewatch of Star Trek: The Next Generation (I have just six episodes to go and the next two days off work).
  • The little monsters I'm knitting for the out-of-state nephews (should have them done by Wednesday, too).

Meaning... I don't quite know what I'm going to do with myself. I have other holiday giftie stuff to knit, and I just acquired a book that gives awesome detailed instructions on knitting sweaters to fit boobs and other curves, so I am not going to be bored. But I have to/get to make some decisions!

Speaking of: I need to settle on a new show, too. Candidates include:
  • the original Star Trek
  • Deep Space Nine
  • Supernatural
  • Jeremiah
  • Dollhouse
  • the rest of Missing

Comments from the peanut gallery?

Er, sometime I need to get serious about reading source material for Yuletide, too. Maybe Wednesday? And sometime I need to put together an episode guide for Guinan episodes for [livejournal.com profile] where_no_woman.


Or, you know, I could reread Mastiff and then write heaps of fic for it instead of doing anything else, ever. That would be cool, too.
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Post fic-exchange season, it may be necessary for me to write some Geordi and Data fic. Or Geordi/Data. Regardless, there will be one about Geordi attempting to train Data's cat. BECAUSE. PET!FIC IN SPACE.

Relatedly, guess who just got the whole entire series of TNG at 70% off from Amazon.com's pre-Black Friday sale? Awwwwww yeah!

Meme!

Sep. 21st, 2011 08:43 pm
peroxidepirate: (fandom slut)
A meme, to help me get back to writing. Borrowed from [livejournal.com profile] littlemissgriff.

1. Give me a character or pairing 
2. Give me a text from last night.
3. I'll write you a drabble or ficlet based on the scenario.

Fandoms: Pierce (any); Star Trek: TNG; Doctor Who 2005 to present; Torchwood S1-3; Buffy; Firefly.

I don't promise reliability here, but it sounds like fun. Hit me!
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From [livejournal.com profile] q_sama. This was fun!

The one who seduced you, screwed you over, broke your heart into a million pieces, and laughed about it Daria.

The old flame you don't see very often any more but whom you still enjoy getting together with for a few drinks and maybe a pleasant nostalgic romp Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

The mysterious dark one with whom you used to sit up talking until 3 AM at weird coffee houses and with whom you were quite smitten until you realized that s/he really was fucking crazy Firefly.

The one you spent a whole weekend in bed with and who drank up all your liquor and whom you'd really like to get with again, although you're relieved that s/he doesn't live in town:  Aurthurian mythology, specifically Catherine Christian's The Sword and the Flame.

The steady: none right now; the last was Emelan.

The alluring stranger whom you've flirted with at parties but have never gotten really serious with  Provost's Dog; also Bloody Jack.

The one you hang out with and have vague fantasies about maybe having a thing with, but ultimately you're just good buddies  Diana Wynne Jones, many books.

The one your friends keep introducing you to and who seems like a hell of a cool person except that it's never really gone anywhere  Doctor Who.

The one who's slept with all your friends, and you keep looking at him/her and thinking, "How the hell did you land all these cool people?"  Harry Potter.

The one who gave you the best damned summer of your life and against whom you measure all other potential partners  Tortall.

The one you recently met at a party and would like to get to know better  Twelve Houses.

The old flame you wouldn't totally object to hooking up with again for a one-night romp if only they'd clean up a bit  Star Trek: The Next Generation.

Your hot new flame Um, see above, though I don't know how serious it is.

The one who stole your significant other I once had a relationship fall to pieces over Daria and Dave Matthews Band. And Miriam's heart currently belongs to Doctor Who.

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