dev_chieftain: (leonard roland)
So, I use DW primarily, but I still have to log in to LJ to check out about 80% of my FList's posts and comments-- you stubborn bunch! *impotent fistshake*-- so I see various things that are on the LJ log in page when I do. Recently, this included a link to a post going over the various standpoints of certain popular-by-modern-standards authors on the subject of fanfiction.

This is nothing new; a lot of authors dislike fanfiction when they actually see it. I feel all sorts of ways on the subject, but I think the biggest problem with fanfiction is that it is largely reviled by everyone else.

So, here's why I do (and don't) write fanfiction anyway.

1. Fanfiction is a great way to keep yourself interested in something you might otherwise lose interest in.

Take note, published and famous authors! That's right-- people stop giving a shit about things if they don't think of them every waking moment.

I basically consider myself to be stunningly normal when it comes to liking something. I do not, actually, identify as a 'fan'. I can get excited about stuff I like, but I can also zone out and not, in fact, be thinking about anything fannish in particular. I'm more likely to be thinking about my life: bills, work, friends, family, projects, whether I can take fencing lessons with my bad knee, that sort of thing.

This is not so with fans.

Do you know why Harry Potter got seven movies, J.K. Rowling? It is not because you wrote seven books. C.S. Lewis wrote seven books, and at most got three (barely) movies. Mercedes Lackey has written more books than seven and a lot of them would be great movies, but she doesn't have any. Anne McCaffrey wrote a slew of books that would be great movies, but still none.

Why is that?

Well, I'll tell you why. It's because for the duration of the time it took for you, J.K. Rowling, to finish writing your books (books I personally don't have any strong feelings for, to be honest), your fans were obsessed. They managed to keep up that frantic obsession by writing fanfiction, drawing fanart, making fan-parodies, having Harry-Potter-themed-weddings (oh, I wish I was kidding) and doing all sorts of things that meant living, breathing, eating, and sleeping Harry Potter.

So, you can thank your fans-- not yourself-- for your wild and insane success. Oh, and your marketing department, probably.

So why write it?: To keep my focus on a fandom for longer. I have a very short lifespan as a fan of something who's willing to put the kind of effort and love into a fan project needed for fanfiction. Like many fanartists, I at most am likely to write one, maybe two fanfics for something I really liked, with the rare exception of fandoms I get really into. Writing that fanfic or drawing that fanart reminds me of all the reasons why I loved the source material, and even leads me to look for sequels or new merchandise, sometimes.

So why NOT write it? To let me live my damn life! I don't like it when fandom takes up more of my time than my own personal endeavors. I used to roleplay with online crowds exclusively, lacking pals in real life to hang out with (I know, forever alone sad nerd times, right): the problem with this was, nobody wanted to DO original characters. So even if I was in the mood to write me some original fiction, I often didn't because of the peer pressure from my friends who insist that they are NOT creative, who wanted me to waste every waking hour roleplaying, fanficcing or drawing a character that belonged to someone else, instead. If "I have a life, god damn it!" isn't a good enough reason to say NO to fanfic, I don't know what is. It's the most compelling one I can think of by far.

2. Fanfiction is free marketing!

Here's another funny story. You know the Final Fantasy games? I'm sure most people played them because they were already into the idea of video games and whatnot, but I'm not quite the same, here. You see, we didn't have the newest, greatest game systems, and no one in my family knew of RPGs, so it wasn't like we could get FFIII (that is to say, VI) for the SNES while everyone else was playing FF9 brand-new.

Well, thanks to fanfiction of a show called Ronin Warriors, I became deeply enamored of certain fanfic authors, and wanted to read more of their stuff. Even if I didn't know the source material! So I read everything they had on this one site, even fanfic for Final Fantasy VII, and VIII, games I'd seen displays for but never dreamed of playing.

Because of those fanfictions, when we later finally GOT a PS1, I urged my brother to give those games a shot. I was so damn curious what they were really like! Would they be as funny and sweet and sad as the fanfictions I'd read online? Only one way to find out. (Shelling out money!)

Thanks to those games, I ended up buying almost every FF game that would play on that system. I bought FFX, and even Kingdom Hearts because it'd have those same FF characters I loved in it. It didn't take much to hook me, but I needed that little push to even know that the possibility for such games was there at all. Fanfiction led me to buy the real product. I am sure I'm not the only person that this has ever happened to.

So why write it?: I like this thing! So I want other people to like it too. Fandom's a great way to share what I like!

So why NOT write it?: Sometimes, sharing is bad. Especially if it turns out that the people you shared it with want to inject porn into your kid-friendly cartoon; or gore into your paradise; or religious debate into your neato fantasy setting.

3. Fanfiction helps authors to practice, just as any writing exercise does.

This is the most important by far. Fanfiction is NOT an acceptable substitute for writing practice if you're seriously interested in becoming an author someday, but it definitely provides a lot of the same challenges writing a real book does. Can you make something interesting happen in the course of your story? Can you keep people's interest, even if they don't know who these characters are, necessarily? Can you make sure that the story has a clear setting, an understandable PLACE where things are happening?

Can you actually finish your story?

These are all legitimate challenges, and they're tough to get past even with all the help that fanfiction provides. You're being spared the necessity of coming up with your world from scratch, your characters, even your plot, in some cases. You can use fanfiction to practice your prose, or to hone your wit with short stories. You can use fanfiction to shamelessly do all the TERRIBLE things you know you should never do in a real book-- like have everybody fall in love with your Mary Sue self-insert and make your favorite pairings happen, and whatnot. This is no substitute for writing your own, original works, but it still helps improve any original works that you might put out afterward, as long as you're actually striving for improvement.

Also, confidence is a tricky thing. It's important that you feel confident you can finish something you start, and sometimes finishing even a short story fanfiction is a big step on that walk to self-confidence. The value of fanfiction as an original production, something that you can publish in print or sell, is very low*. But the value of fanfiction as a tool for self-development is very high.

So why write it?: To improve! And also, to destress. Everybody has their hobbies. Not everyone wants to write professionally, either, so it's pretty unfair to rag on people who write fanfiction by claiming that they should quit it and write original stuff. I am an aspiring author, but not every potential fanfiction author out there feels the same way. Not everybody wants the same thing out of life, so it's not a reasonable scale to compare people on.

So why NOT write it?: Here's the most dangerous one, I feel. It's very, very easy to spend months, or years, writing nothing but fanfiction. The trouble with fandom is, it's composed of people who are VERY EXCITED about the thing you are currently writing about. They want to see more because they have a shared interest with you. Never mind that they could someday find themselves fans of your awesome, original idea that is now manifest as a book series-- right now they're excited that you're here, writing fanfiction about something that they love. Fandom is a dangerous environment for any creative person, artist, author, whatever, because it's very easy to get wrapped up in fanworks to the exclusion of other projects. The amount of improvement in one's work can be matched or even outstripped by the amount of atrophy that occurs in the other creative muscles, and that's bad for later productivity if you DO want to be an author, or artist, or whatever.

* - I think it's really important to note, here, the distinction made in societal consciousness between fanart and fanfiction. It's been my experience that fanart is generally more well-received by creators than fanfiction; further, I've known multiple fanartists who make their own products using copyrighted intellectual property, and sell those products. (Doujinshi; commissioned fanart; buttons; statuettes; clothes; toys; handmade jewelry; there are a LOT of examples.) A fan-novel could probably be sold in the same way, but it seems that fan-novels are both less common and more openly protested against by authors and whatnot, and I'm really not sure why this is.

What it all comes down to is this: I don't like writing fanfiction, but I also enjoy writing fanfiction. I don't like feeling like my friends are judging, laughing at, or mocking me when I write fiction of ANY kind, but I feel the most like that when I try to write fanfiction or fanfiction-like things (such as "fandom" roleplay). By contrast, I love sharing my fanfiction with people online, and am always happy when people like, or are emotionally affected by, works that I have written, and since I'm still getting my feet wet in the realm of "published original fiction", most of the response I've gotten in the past from people who liked my work was response to fanfiction.

It has value. But it definitely isn't everything.

Now, Game of Thrones Season 2, Episode 1:

I am still really impressed by all the ladies in the show. Generally, I don't really have any interest in reading these books because the setting is unrepentantly sexist in a way that so severely limits women's rights that, for example, it drove Circe insane. That's pretty messed up! But the ladies in the show are cooler than their book counterparts, from what I did read.

I still hate Bran, and wish he'd go away.

They are now green-screening the direwolves. IT IS HILARIOUS.
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First and foremost, GUYS GUYS. I HAVE A FIC REC FOR YOU.

Only the Lonely, from the T-and-B anonmeme.

Why am I recommending it? Well, because it just finished, and because I was the requester, and because I love it dearly. More or less I was a cheeky jerk, challenging whoever filled it to make me like Karina and believe she could fall in love with Kotetsu and Barnaby in a believably romantic fashion. I was grouchy at the time, sick of fiction where Karina's attraction to Kotetsu was played straight for sex, or made fun of for laughs. I wanted to see her get a little more serious treatment as a character, like she almost but didn't quite get in the show. And I got to see it here! So I want to share the link with everybody.

Now, as for the weekend! There were ups, and downs, and then deeper downs, but the ups were so fantastic that I was fine with that.

Saturday: So, we hit up the zoo! Having been there the week prior, Dustin and I sort of trailed around behind Jenn and let her lead the way. We ended up seeing the Wetlands trail, which we'd skipped previously. This included some cool things, like the Andean bears (so, so cute!), and a small enclosure where they used to have Capy Baras. Instead, there are now all sorts of tropical birds, and tiny Mexican deer which were SO cute! We did end up seeing the Galapagos tortoises, which was awesome because they were actually moving-- chasing down their food.

We did buy some kettle corn while we were there, and were totally bad at one point when we sat down near the lemur island to get out of the sun. It wasn't our fault, though-- the crazy leaf-foot ducklike bird was so cool looking, we just couldn't help it! So I held out a single kernel of the corn, and he jumped right up and grabbed it out of my hand. Jenn and I were thoroughly amused for a couple minutes doing that before we noticed the big old sign telling us NOT to do that, EVEN HERE, and gosh, we were certainly jerks for not paying attention-- but cute birds! I should probably be a bit more guilty about that than I was. Anything that leads to Jenn giggling that much has to be a good thing!

When we grew tired, around 1, we decided to head out of the zoo and meet with Danny for lunch. Ultimately that lead to sending Dustin as a runner to pick up mochi from the store next door while Jenn and I got sandwiches and soup and salads for everyone. The end result: fucking delicious. But after that we all sort of lazed around; Danny had to go back to work, so I ended up making Jenn watch The Lost Skeleton of Cadavra with Dusty and I, which she was a good sport about. Dustin went home, looking pretty darn exhausted, and Danny, Jenn and I spent some time hanging out by the computers, debating about going to the grocery store. While we did, we caroused through some silly hilarious things saved from 4chan ages ago. Jenn directed me to a hilarious reading of a bad LOTR fanfic that had all three of us in stitches, and then finally we decided we probably ought to get around to hitting up the grocery store, adopting an 'everyone for themselves!' policy for dinner. It is Girlscout Cookie season, so I bought some on the way out.

This meant Jenn ate pickled herring, hot sauce and saltines, probably just to make Danny and I go "ewwww~!" (which we did); I had a frozen dinner of pasta, because I was very, very tired, but then Danny made chili cheese fries in a quantity big enough for me to have some, which was extremely tasty. Also: magnanimous of him. While we ate, Jenn expressed an interest in watching For a Few Dollars More, which made me smile very toothily. Just as planned!

After that, we were all too exhausted to keep going. I showered, and we all went to bed. Just as well! As...

Sunday: marked the Renaissance festival! We assembled with Dusty and Emma, and proceeded, making it to the Renfaire by around 10:30, and stayed till 6. It was good fun, and involved a lot of silliness. We caught an awesome bellydancing show, the Don Juan and Miguel Weird show (we seem to catch that one every time-- not my fault they're so awesome. This year Esmerelda talked and had her own little "I'm totally a dominatrix because I'm a girl with a whip; except for the part where my hilarious dad is way overprotective of me" bit which was SO CUTE), the last Tartanic show (at Emma's requirement-- shirtless sweaty Scotsmen are a necessary part of her RenFaire experience, you see). Also wandered through most, if not all, of the shops, including a neat used bookstore I don't think I'd ever seen before. We also did the maze, and Dustin was the only one who'd thought to bring cash so Danny and I let him sugar daddy us through the faire.

Treasures acquired: Dustin got himself an awesome wooden flute, which we all took turns trying to blow. You may assume lots of jokes were made about blowing Dustin's flute; you would be correct. Dustin also acquired a tiny catapult that was functional and flung marshmallows, which was EXCELLENT! Emma got a sexy black corset and a red shirt to go with it, as well as a clockwork brooch. (Apparently this is for a steampunk pirate thing.) And I got my hair braided all fancily. They put a dandelion in it, even, which was pretty cool, and both Dustin and Danny were awful sweet about how much they liked seeing my hair up, haha. Oh! And I finally got a traveler's sax, because I've only been staring wistfully at those for YEARS AND YEARS, haha!

I also put in an order for a corset with another store because they had some that I liked, but not in a color I wanted. So, might get one of those once they have it in.

We ran into good old Count Victor again, who taught Danny how to tie a noose, dubbed us minion names, and was generally such a gentleman charmer we couldn't help but be excited about it all over again. Oh! Oh and we tried the strength contest thing. I got to "cock", which is about halfway up, and then proceeded to bruise my hand really badly with increasingly poor swings, hahaha! Dustin also tried, and then Danny, who is the best sport ever, tried a few times and got almost to the bottom possible mark. He is fortunately quite goodnatured, and it certainly didn't hurt that we snagged some frozen lemonades after.

After the faire we had dinner with Jenn and then went our separate ways; Emma home, Dustin with Jenn to the airport, and me to work for the next four hours after until I finished the damn project I couldn't finish on Friday before I left. So, I'm exhausted today, but overall pretty decent. And my hair is still up, so my action hero coworker told me she thought it was cute, which was so totally worth it, hee hee!

Chicken tacos?!

Tuesday, February 7th, 2012 12:35 pm
dev_chieftain: (chuckle)
Oh boy oh boy oh boy! Whataburger has CHICKEN TACOS now apparently! I was bemoaning the fact that I didn't really want a burger, but all the food places near me are either extremely expensive or burger-related (yes yes, I didn't have time to pack a lunch this morning; bad me, bad). I decided to go to Whataburger and discovered upon arriving that lo! Behold! They now have a chicken soft taco with grilled onions and poblano peppers!

It is delicious! And totally not burgery, which is what I was craving. Yay!

Also, D&D occurs this fine evening. I am looking forward to it!

Edit: Tiger & Bunny crap. Part 1: final doujinshi review. Part 2: blarrgh )

DELICIOUS

Tuesday, January 24th, 2012 12:00 pm
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I just had Jack-in-the-Box tacos for the first time ever and they're amazing. They are like crack. I want more already and I'm not even hungry!

In less delicious news, sometimes things like this happen:

Fandom: I want this m/m or f/f couple to have a baby! You can have them be transgendered, or do mpreg/immaculate conception, lol, I don't care!
Dev: Adoption exists! What the heck!

or this:

Fandom: Oo, best idea! Let's have X character in Y crossover to a thing you've never heard of!
Dev: Can there be another fandom for crossovers or something? I don't care about Y fandom and you are GETTING YOUR CONAN IN MY LUPIN

or this:

Fandom: Lol it's better when X character is a girl because he's so girly anyway!
Dev: YOU ARE MISSING THE POINT
Fandom: Ok um then how about turning that butch girl into a dude? I bet then she'd be hot!
Dev: *sob*

Have revived Lebowski-icon because it is appropriate, though I couldn't quite make it perfect using the upload-image/crop feature. I'll fix it when I get home, perhaps!

But really, seriously, those tacos were amazing.

I hadn't realized that Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus didn't get an Oscar, and I should have known-- that was the year of Avatar, wasn't it? --but how depressing. )
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Dear melodramatic "Well I just guess I'm not going to follow the meme to Dreamwidth because it's SO HARD to find my old prompts and fills. *FLOUNCE* GOODBYE" posters on the t-and-b-anon community:

Prove to me that you ever had a fill.

What page is it on on the LJ meme?

Guess what: it's on the exact same page on the DW meme. Yes, really. Yes, you have your fill bookmarked which means you could easily find it again in this way.

How much sympathy do I have for you? Exactly none.

I understand that some people don't want to move to Dreamwidth, and I have no problem with that. But don't try to make out like it's harder to find things on Dreamwidth than it was on livejournal, because it was hard on livejournal, too.

The thing that really makes me roll my eyes, though, is the attempted veiled threat of "hmph! I'm not going to finish my fills!"

Fine, take your ball and go home. The rest of us'll play tag.

SOON TO BE EDITED IN: D&D SUMMARY

NOW PLAYING: D&D SUMMARY

I must open this summary by saying man, Esra, you are just not so great at the planning thing!

So we arrived in the Grand Cathedral, where we had to bully our way in past unimpressed and surly church officials (Esra, feeling pretty badly out of it after traveling for eight hours following our ruckus in Nys; Iris, feeling pretty confused as to why the church is so stubborn about going to bed so early-- it was barely sunset; Sabine and Denar, annoyed that Esra kept talking them out of just killing their way in; Llewain, facepalming and wondering why he's with these crazy people, I'm sure). Eventually we found Bishop Barlowe and warned him about Bishop Dinta.

An aside:

Every single person the party had encountered while we were on the search and asked about the rod had apparently heard of it, and described it exactly as Dinta had, then claimed it did exactly what Dinta said it did. Despite this, Barlowe is the first person to summarize the description of the item, and then tell us "that's the Rod of Cancellation". Nobody thought this, or the previous instances, was strange except for Esra, who can't really fairly judge the religion-and-politics-his-country-recently-trounced-in-a-war without looking like an asshole. Generally he abstains from saying much, beyond muttering about it, but this whole thing is getting a bit ridiculous.

Just once, I wish I could get to play a wizard without having to deal with conspiracy theory plots. There is not a genre I hate more.

End aside, back to summary: So we warn Barlowe about Dinta, and he claims to have found a secret lab in the basement where Dinta was performing cultist rituals to communicate with the evil demon, Orcus (cue like eight hundred jokes about whether that's the god of the orcs, because we are Very Mature in this party, haha), then asks us to go down into the basement and take care of something there. Esra, who was in a bad mood about not going to an inn for the night and catching some sleep, Denar, who was in a bad mood because Barlowe kept insulting us in a misanthropic hates-everyone kind of way, and Sabine, who is just cantankerous, were all pretty leery of doing anything for Barlowe OR the church.

At one point, this happened:

Iris: Well, it would really behoove us to find a new Seeker--
Barlowe: Speaker.
Iris: Speak a new Seeker of Sulafta--
Barlowe: (to Llewain, the only one he liked) Why do you permit the strumpet to speak?!
Esra: (hotly) Because that "strumpet" is the only one of us with any affection in the least for your asinine, backwards church!
Denar: Honestly, calling her a strumpet...
Sabine: She's OUR 'ho
Iris: I guess I'm not a very good public seeker
(Danny: WHAT, hahaha!)
(Dustin: *smirk and nod*)

Anyway: it came down to this. Barlowe wanted us to oust some kind of demon (or wanted us to go into the basement and get killed by it), claimed through lack of evidence and unwillingness to come forth that 'one of the bishops represents both genders as is Sulafta's will', implying 'himself' to be the hermaphrodite in question. Personally, I doubt it, since at this point Sabine's plan of making Llewain the Speaker of Sulafta appeals to me more than letting any existing official have the job-- in fact, I'm not against letting Denar kill them all, because that would be easier than having to determine if they were all working together to try to kill us or not.

After much debate, and irritated discussion about whether we could trust Barlowe or not, we acceded to the request and went down into the basement, where we discovered a demon and two treasure chests-- one all fancy-shmancy encrusted in jewels and one all rank and emitting grossness. Sabine, Llewain, Denar and Iris engaged the demon, while Esra ran up to try to open the rank chest, figuring it might contain the demon's heart. (I'm just going to say right here: I hear "ornately decorated treasure chest in room with demon", the first thing I think is 'shit, we're going to need to catch the deer, then the rabbit inside, then the bird, then smash the diamond at its feet!' because Russian myths are best myths, okay.)

Unfortunately, the rank chest contained dead apprentices, to Esra's horror, and then when he tried the other chest because why the heck not, his hand stuck to it.

The others finished off the demon, while Esra struggled to free himself from the Mimic unsuccessfully, complaining that it was gross. Llewain attacked the beast, but Esra's flailing got him in the way and earned him a couple of daggers in the back, which put him unquestionably on the ground, unconscious and pale as death.

Sabine started hitting the thing with various swords, Denar shot it, and between Llewain, Sabine and Denar's concerted efforts to defeat the sticky gooey monster, it finally collapsed into a puddle, allowing Iris to pull Esra away from it and force a potion of magical healing down his throat. Within the creature lay a small bag coated with runes, in which were hidden a scroll, a ring, a dagger, a sword, and a wand; the party's initial curiosity, which had been Dinta's notes and research-- presumably concealed in a cipher, according to Barlowe-- was collected before they trudged back upstairs, Esra trying to ignore Sabine bullying him (unsuccessfully) while Llewain had to be the Dad.

(multiple conversations last night went something like this, which was hilarious:
Sabine: Aww, poor baby Esra, want me to carry you?
Esra: *stubbornly keeps walking* I don't need your help!
Sabine: Want me to give you horsey rides up on my shoulders? I bet you do~
Esra: Llewaaaain, Sabine is picking on me again.
Llewain: Now Esra, Sabine will never stop bullying you until you stand up for yourself.
Esra: She'll just keep bullying me even if I do!
Llewain: Stop picking on Esra, Sabine.
Sabine: Hahaha-- no!)

Barlowe waited too long to open the door, so Sabine broke it open, smacking him in the nose on our way out. Esra was relieved when Barlowe offered to assist him with some healing magic, (since Iris was still out from before), but aside from collecting more of Dinta's notes from Barlowe (and getting growled at again for letting Dinta go earlier), he had nothing more for us. We headed out of the Cathedral and checked in at Inn Sulafta's Name, where Esra was then bedridden for a while. Denar had collected the abandoned skin of the demon and played with it a while, even considering making it into armor, before he ended up burning it to ensure that the demon could not re-enter the skin. He met a smith who claimed to be able to work any material, and made a plan with Sabine to go back to Nys for the FLAILSNAIL shell.

They discussed this while a cute serving girl in the inn offered to get Esra soup and bread since he was recovering from some injuries, to which he was not averse at all. The soup ended up having a golden ticket at the bottom of the bowl, which turned out to have an enchantment upon it that revealed it was from The Puzzler (the wizard Esra attacked with the Rod of Cancellation before) and invited anyone holding such tickets to come try to prove their worth as the Puzzler's potential apprentice. Esra was annoyed, but kept the ticket-- mostly in the interest of taking the Puzzler down. Anyway, Sabine decided she and Denar would go because Esra is boring, and Esra waved them on, saying they'd have plenty of time to get the shell before he was done recovering and, more importantly, identifying the items they'd found. Llewain and Iris decided to chill in the other inn room after Sabine and Denar left, which meant that the serving girl (who'd been offering to collect hot towels for Esra) came back to play Nurse with him. There will probably be fanart. I can't help myself!

Sabine and Denar returned to Nys to find that imposters-- Kelisandra and Korad, specifically-- had tried to make the claim that they had killed the gold dragon of Hurdu and THEY were the Hurdu Trading Company, pretending to own the ship and kicking the crew off of it so they could do what they wanted with it. While it's possible they're involved, the only person Sabine and Denar found on the ship was our old buddy Maligos, who was rooting through Esra's mage-lab for "something" and claimed he'd not been able to find anything before sneaking off. It's hard to say whether Maligos orchestrated the whole thing or not, since he has interest in the realm of dreams and further, he could have posed as the Hurdu Trading Company himself. In any case, Sabine stayed aboard the ship to establish their rightful claim to it while the Port Authority checked (and drank one of the guards under the table while she waited) while Denar went to find and retrieve the crew, informing them of the deception.

More next week!

One last edit to add:

During the fight:
Llewain: Oops. *wince* sorry, Esra.
Esra: This thing is gross and sticky get it off!
Sabine: What have we learned, Esra? Do not kiss pretty girls, do not talk to strange men who smell nice, and don't touch sticky treasure chests!
Esra: Shut up!
[Another dagger]
Esra: L-Llewain, if I've done something to offend you, I apologize! Please don't throw more knives at me!
Llewain: Just-- hold still--
[And another]
Esra: *collapse*
Llewain: Er, oops.
Sabine: Pfft, what a pushover.
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You know there's somethin' you should know, so I'm gonna tell you so! Don't sweat it, forget it, enjoy the show!

Every now and then, it is again party time. Right now it is party time.

Party time, party time.

Everybody is feeling fine because it is currently party time.

Edit: Completely unrelated to my capricious nonsense FUCK there was an actual for-real Nathan x Kotetsu one and I MISSED IT?!

I AM A FAILURE AT DOUJINSHI COLLECTING

FAILURE

Augh it's so hard to find anything that isn't Kotetsu and Barnaby solo and it's not like I hate the pairing but I like OTHER THINGS TOO and gnarrrr now I am cursing my lack of vigilance. Maaan.

HAPPY HOLIDAAAAYS

Saturday, December 24th, 2011 11:54 pm
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Holy crap you guys the Christmas T&Bro anthology is finally done, go check it out! I participated as an author because let's face it, my art makes children cry, if you can even call it art. I got super lucky and three of the six scripts I submitted got adapted into comics! VERY NEATO. (Nothing makes me quite as excited as seeing something I wrote get translated into another medium! And also humbled. I love seeing an artist's vision of something I got to help with!)

Christmas Eve dinner with my family was good but took up an exceedingly large portion of my Saturday. I'm sending out people's little books now, with the exceptions of the ones that will be given in person or sent by mail. Whatever you're doin' today, I hope it's a nice day.

Holy crap and Give us a Kiss got done by millionfish I'm so happy! I was afraid no one would like that one-- it was the first I did for the thing.

Edit: Scripts that did not get used, but aren't terrible )
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