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Fear Stalks the Land!
RCNT 
spn || troll of the lord
Hello!

Thank you so much for choosing my fic! I am so excite to see the art you make! I did DCBB15 last year, so this is only my second time completing a big bang (and we're going to use the term "complete" hella loosely here right now). So if you don't know what you're doing, then awesome! Because neither do I. And if you are a long-time pro at being a big bang artist, please, please feel free to tell me if you need something from me and/or if I am being too flail-y at you. It's hard for me to conceptualize the line between "someone making art based on my fic" yet not "someone making art for me". This also gets hard for me because I am a designer in real life who works with clients, so I might accidentally default to trying to relate to this as a work project.

Also! Please don't freak out if you don't hear from me in a timely fashion. I will definitely try to hold to the deadlines, whatever they may be. But this week is also Hell Week for me at work and there's a strong chance I'm not going to be at my laptop until Friday-ish. (I'm doing remote stuff at a client location all week.) I also very often wind up working weekends, because my job doesn't like to stay in its confines of 40 hours M-F. So sometimes the only time I have to reply to personal email or check Tumblr/LJ is randomly at 3AM.

Other than those scheduling caveats, I'm totally excited to work with you and show you my fic!

Best,
Kat
excited
ifeel: excited
spn || brothers
So I have decided I will try to use and update this. Mmmmmosly, probably, to bitch about things I don't feel comfortable bitching about on Tumblr. Such as (let's see if I remember how to do a cut) tw: discussion of suicide and suicide preventionCollapse ).

In other news, I cleaned out my icons and uploaded some Supernatural ones to use. I also re-did my LJ layout a little bit to reflect my current interests (i.e. Cas, all Cas, all the time). While I was doing that, I wound up getting Snow Patrol's Run stuck in my head, which I have not listen to in years, wow. Then I remembered one of the very first fanvids I ever loved, way back in something like 2004, and dug through the interwebz to see if it still existed.

And it does!



It's odd going back to Harry Potter ten years later. I used to be suuuuuuuuuch a Remus girl. I loved Remus sfm. I thought he hung the moon (insert werewolf joke here). But I think if Harry Potter was a new thing happening now, if I was just discovering it now, I would still be a Marauders girl, but I would be far more invested in Sirius. Remus does have flaws but I think Remus's flaws are more stuff you say in a job interview that is not really a flaw at all. Like, "he is too loyal to his friends to criticise them". Okay. Hard to really blame someone for feeling like that, and if there hadn't been a war and things like betrayal, that's not really a flaw that would have bitten Remus or really anyone else in the ass very much.

But Sirius, because he's impulsive and brash and a daredevil, and "act first, think later", that does get him into trouble and it hurts other people. I mean, Sirius's death is basically Sirius's own fault when you get right down to it. And Dumbledore other people hold some blame for not, oh I don't know, registering that someone spending 13 years in Azkaban might be a little unhinged and might need some hardcore care and attention that's not "eh, flee from justice on this hippogriff" or "eh, go stay in your family home that sounds like it was super abusive and triggery for you on top of everything else" or "eh, have a Remus who is the only one who will try to manage your issues at all". But Sirius, like Harry, also just made bad choices and didn't think things through and didn't try to guess at likely outcomes or consequences. Which is far more interesting to me as an adult (also more obvious) than it was when I was a baby 18 year old. Like, I think I might personally relate more heavily to Remus (burdened with a monster you can't control and were forced to live with through no fault of your own - hello, PTSD) but Sirius is more intellectually fascinating to me as a character and a person.

Strange how age and time change your fannish positions on things.
nostalgic
ifeel: nostalgic
ihear: snow patrol -- run
09 || real men wear hats
Psst. LJ. Are you awake? Do you still exist? Does anyone still read this? Inquiring minds and all that.

I wanted to say hi again.

So what have I done in five years since I last updated? Well I moved to London, and recently moved back to the US from London. While in London, I got both my BA and my Masters, specialising in digital communications. I wrote my Masters thesis on animated GIFs. Because hilarious. I got sucked into the swampy pit that is Supernatural fandom and have been living my fannish live there for the past three and a half years. I stopped writing fic (THO SOON. SOON YOU WILL SEE A THING) and started making graphics. I dated a lot of people. I got my heart broken a couple times. My dog got cancer (but is right now in remission). I got a Tumblr, where I feel very old indeed. If you are also on Tumblr, you should follow me. Nnnn, I think that's it.

My icons seem very strange now and many of them are irrelevant to my interests. (Also wtf is up with this new update format?)
awake
ifeel: awake
04.12.11 - Yuletide Letter
jdepp || that's big stuff
Dear Magic Yuletide Writer of Awesome,

First, let me just say how wonderful you are and how excited I am you are writing for me. Yay!

Second, let me apologise for terrifying you with the verbosity and ridiculousness of my prompts. I never know how to write those, and so I just blab on and on over whatever comes to mind regardless of how off-putting and startling it might be to someone who does not share my brain. I assure you that it comes only from a place of EPIC ENTHUSIASM AND LOVE for these fandoms, and as such, you should take it as proof that I will de facto love anything you write for me. Really: anything. Take a deep breath and relax. You are stellar and marvellous and happily have my permission to ignore any of the inconsequential details. The only thing I’d ask you to respect is the warnings section of this letter (second paragraph under the cut).

Now, maybe you are the type of writer who, like me, wants prompts and details and psychological insights in order to finally write The One Story You Never Knew You Wanted to Write (Let Alone Anyone Would Want to Read). You are the clean slate, the open book, the blank page, the ready-and-willing gung-ho kid just waiting for me to pour the desires from the depth of my subconscious right into your brain, where you will swirl it around and mix it up with your subconscious, and produce something New and Strange, But Somehow Awesome. If that is you, no worries! I have your back. Just click the cut-link and the Magical Doors to My Id will open!Collapse )

But maybe you are not that type of writer! Maybe you are the writer who is already a volcano-cornucopia of ideas, waiting to explode and impress me with your genius! (Don't worry; I am already impressed!) You signed up with some notion of where you would like to go, and what you would like to do, and you just want a few measurements so you can tailor one of your already glorious plans to my liking. Being plunged into the swirling vortex of my subconscious will only confuse and disorient you, and get sticky id gunk all over your clothes besides. That is okay, too! I still have your back. Only please heed the warnings, and I will be yours!

Anything you write I am sure to love. You have already won my heart by offering one of these fandoms. So: don’t stress! Have fun with it. And hit up hobbit_feets if you have any questions or need help tracking down any information; she basically shares my brain.

Fondly,
earlwyn
drunk
ifeel: drunk
20.11.11 - Yuletide Letter
icon || yuletide!
Stuff goes here.

Dear Magic Yuletide Writer of Awesome,

Hello! You are expecting a letter, and rightly so. And I shall write one for you! [ETA: And here it is!] And it will be full of flail and excitement and far too much information that is likely to terrify and overwhelm you, for which I will apologise in advance now. I am verbose and like a happily wiggly puppy about Yuletide. Whoops.

However, it will probably still take me a few days to write it as, unfortunately, real life > Yuletide at the moment. (I know, I know; what is this madness?) I hope in your stress and excitement and shared flail a few days delay will not be too much bother. You will have a letter by Friday at the latest. So don't stress! If you think something is a good idea, I will love, love, love what you write.

And if you do not have an idea right now, I will give you eight hundred thousand things what I love and if you take one of them and write me something, I will roll all over you in the comment section professing my deep, abiding glee.

If you're still stuck with questions, I may direct you to make any inquiries to hobbit_feets. She shares my brain.
09 || real men wear hats
Rules and Guidelines:

  • I watch 100 movies or more in 2010. Done! (17 september 2010)

  • I keep track of how many I watch in this post.

  • I only record first-time movies.

  • I leave the entry public. If you want to recommend any movies to me, go for it.



  • Films seen thus farCollapse ): 100!

    Bonus films seen thus farCollapse ): 104
    see also:
    09 || real men wear hats
    Right. And so now I'm going to talk about yuletide. Or, rather, I mean:

    RIGHT AND NOW I'M GOING TO TALK ABOUT YULETIDE WHILE RUNNING AROUND LIKE A MAD, EXCITED THING. WHEE! YULETIDE.

    That is more apropos.

    I adore yuletide, you guys. It plays a huge part in the Proper Holiday Experience for me. Every year round about July, I start to get excite for it, and draft my letter, and sort through fandoms I either want to request or offer. (You'd think six months preparation would mean I don't have a mad freak-out when sign-ups open about what fandoms to put down and how to construct prompts. BUT YOU WOULD BE WRONG. I still freak with the best of them, and panic, and do the tongue-in-corner-of-mouth thing as I weigh Fandom A over Fandom B, and decide whether I most want to request a certain fic idea or write it myself. WHICH WILL BE MORE FUN? WHO KNOWS. BOTH, is often the answer.)

    That amount of love and excitement probably means I'm one of the most awful recipients to write for. Despite all my best intentions to remain level-headed and cool, my expectations still shoot WAY UP when I see I have a story waiting for me. I think it will be the BEST STORY IN THE WORLD. It will be the most GENIUS THING EVER LAID DOWN BY THE HAND OF FANDOM. Which is probably not the sort of pressure even the most confident writer wants placed on their shoulders. It seems like disappointment is inevitably just around the corner. (Hiii, any future yuletide writers who clicked through my yuletide tag. All of the above is a joke. Except for how it's not. I AM SO SORRY, OKAY, I JUST GET REALLY EXCITED LIKE A SMALL PUPPY HAPPY TO SEE YOU WHO THEN PEES ON THE RUG. Go write what you love; then I will love it too and flail at you in capslock.)

    But THIS YEAR, you guys, oh man. THIS YEAR. This year that raging, flailing spasm gripped me harder than ever. AND THEN I READ THE STORY AND IT WAS EVEN BETTER THAN I EXPECTED.

    The Existing Scheme of Things, a Doctor Who/Worst Journey in the World crossover. OF EPIC AWESOME. It is the most amazing thing ever, no lie. ♥

    Now I love Worst Journey in the World. (Hush, those of you in the back saying that smug, "I know you do, Kat." Not everyone knows yet!) I think you should know and love Worst Journey in the World too. If you don't yet, here's your chance! Let the Doctor and Amy introduce you the men who have stolen my heart and consumed my fannish soul for the last five months. The writing is tight, the voices are superb, and it made me cry -- not once! but SEVERAL TIMES. MOSTLY IN GLEE. (It may be stupidly easy to get me to cry over Cherry being tragic but crying over the joy of Cherry and Birdie seeing the universe? Priceless.)

    If that is not reason enough for you to check it out (for shame! it should be: what are you waiting for?), I have assembled a handy-dandy picspam for your perusal. In case you are like me and need to know what people look like before you can read fic about themCollapse )

    I ALSO want to recommend another awesome fic, not a part of yuletide, but it was written as a holiday treat for me by the always fabulous shutterbug_12: Accidentally on Purpose. Iron Man fic where Tony is SO ADORABLE OH GOD I LOVE IT. Again, she nails the voices. Do read.
    dw || you're my best friend
    Belated holiday greetings, f'list! I hope you had (and continue to have, if you are holidaying as I still am) a lovely time of it.

    IIIII haven't said anything in a really long time. Whoops. (I know you are totally looking at your screen right now, if you didn't just bypass this post entirely, with a puzzled frown of, "Who are you again?" Or you are sitting there in the deep dregs of concentration, sipping your drink, trying to be a good f'lister and remember the last I wrote about in order to place my life in context. Yeah; you can stop wracking your brain. The last thing I wrote about -- ha-ha! four months ago -- is that I was moving to London the next day.)

    SO THEN I DID THAT. And yeah! London. Man. What can I say about London? I have been enjoying my time there, minus a few little scraps and bumps indelible to the whole moving-country process. London is good. London, on the whole, is very London-ish. Which pleases me! Does what it says on the tin and all that. (You see, this is why I never update. I honestly have no idea how to sum up the whole experience of moving -- which is HUGE and LIFE CHANGING and BIZARRE for me -- so I either have to tell the whole saga of it or else wind up relying on phrases like, "And so then some stuff happened, and then some more stuff, and then I met Mark Gatiss and made him sign some stuff and talked to him about Worst Journey, and lo, my life was complete. :D")

    So it's up to you, f'list! Are you satisfied with that as an account of how I've spent my time the last four months? Or do you want the whole shootin'-match, replete with comments about Mark Gatiss's sexy, sexy in-person wrist bones and my dramatic return to life as a uni student and my epic battles with British electricity and my relationship with my upstairs neighbour developed solely around what I think he must be doing to create the Strange, Strange Noises (and Sometimes Smells) echoing through the ceiling? (By the way, I totally still think there should be a comic about him, entitled The Imaginary Adventures of Upstairs Neighbour, Flat 3.) Vote in the poll! Because polls are fun.


    Poll #1661173 London! So!

    Wanna hear some more?

    yes! Tell us more!*
    4(66.7%)
    no! I've had enough of your twaddle!†
    0(0.0%)
    secret third option! I only want to hear about Gatiss!‡
    2(33.3%)


    The best pseudo-summation of Life in London I can give right is that: (a) my telly antenna is the most pernickety thing in the universe and frequently requires the cable to be moved in odd angles all over the places, usually ending up held above my head with arms stretched out and slightly to the left, in order to pick up reception; (b) I get told in London, as well as told here, that my accent shifts at ridiculous times, though I can't hear a difference; (c) my favourite part of the day is the forty-minutes I spend riding the tube home from uni because it is the only time I know I get to sit for a reasonable period of quiet and read my book; (d) I have come to fear central London on Saturday afternoons and loathe all tourists. I am now ashamed I ever was one. Sorry, tourists!

    BUT ENOUGH ABOUT THAT. Really the point of this post was so I could talk about Yuletide! (Fuck yeah yuletide!) And rec you things! And picspam! But now I'm afraid it's gotten too long, or really, now I'm afraid I've grown bored of writing out actualfax sentences. So I'm-a close here and talk about yuletide later.

    Hiii, f'list! Hi! I hope you are well. ♥


    ---
    *I retain no obligation to follow through on this.
    Do you follow me on Twitter? 'Cause that's probably why. :|
    He is so pretteh~. And tallllll. I have pictures!
    bored
    ifeel: bored
    ihear: The National -- Bloodbuzz Ohio
    15.11.10 - Yuletide! \o/
    icon || yuletide!
    Dear Magic Yuletide Writer of Awesome,

    First, let me just say how wonderful you are and how excited I am you are writing for me. Yay!

    Second, let me apologise for terrifying you with the verbosity and ridiculousness of my prompts. I never know how to write those, and so I just blab on and on over whatever comes to mind regardless of how off-putting and startling it might be to someone who does not share my brain. I assure you that it comes only from a place of EPIC ENTHUSIASM AND LOVE for these fandoms, and as such, you should take it as proof that I will de facto love anything you write for me. Really: anything. Take a deep breath and relax. You are stellar and marvellous and happily have my permission to ignore any of the inconsequential details. The only thing I’d ask you to respect is the warnings section of this letter (second paragraph under the cut).

    Now, maybe you are the type of writer who, like me, wants prompts and details and psychological insights in order to finally write The One Story You Never Knew You Wanted to Write (Let Alone Anyone Would Want to Read). You are the clean slate, the open book, the blank page, the ready-and-willing gung-ho kid just waiting for me to pour the desires from the depth of my subconscious right into your brain, where you will swirl it around and mix it up with your subconscious, and produce something New and Strange, But Somehow Awesome. If that is you, no worries! I have your back. Just click the cut-link and the Magical Doors to My Id will open!Collapse )

    But maybe you are not that type of writer! Maybe you are the writer who is already a volcano-cornucopia of ideas, waiting to explode and impress me with your genius! (Don't worry; I am already impressed!) You signed up with some notion of where you would like to go, and what you would like to do, and you just want a few measurements so you can tailor one of your already glorious plans to my liking. Being plunged into the swirling vortex of my subconscious will only confuse and disorient you, and get sticky id gunk all over your clothes besides. That is okay, too! I still have your back. Only please heed the warnings, and I will be yours!

    Anything you write I am sure to love. You have already won my heart by offering one of these fandoms. So: don’t stress! Have fun with it. And hit up hobbit_feets if you have any questions or need help tracking down any information; she basically shares my brain.

    THANK YOU, DARLING. YOU’RE A STAR. Have a GIF of Martin Freeman with a puppy as my gift to you.



    Fondly,
    earlwyn
    excited
    ifeel: excited
    ihear: The Quest -- Episode 1
    07.11.10 - Sort me, baby
    rdj || giggleloop
    ...*squeaks in* Um. Hi.

    I know I haven't posted in ages and ages and ages, and you've all forgotten I exist, and have no idea what I've been doing (hint: it involves the moving to and living in London, which I will tell you about. ONE DAY.), but, um. I couldn't resist this meme. So!

    THE SORTING HAT MEME
    blah
    ifeel: blah
    ihear: builders working outside my flat
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