unavoidedcrisis: girl lying on the ground with playing cards scattered over her (Default)
Okay, I'm not complaining.

Okay, I AM complaining. But just a little, and not in a bitchy way.

WAY DO I ALWAYS HAVE IDEAS. I hate ideas. Ideas are just something awesome that doesn't exist and I'm way too inept to actually make the things I think of. I got to see the art available for claiming for Leverage Reverse Bang today. Thank goodness the one that made me go "OMG I HAVE ALL THE IDEAS" was already gone, or else I'd have to slog through like, 60k worth of yet another off the wall AU idea before I finally broke down into frustration and beat my computer with a wiffle bat.

IT'S OKAY THOUGH, CAUSE I CLAIMED SOMETHING ELSE. But now I'm trapped with the idea for the one I really wanted in my head too. Clearly I can't write it for this challenge, but I still want to write it!

And the other... fifteen AU ideas floating around in my head. I am not lying or blowing up that number. I typed 'em out on my phone while I was waiting for the bus today. I legit have fifteen glory-tier, long-fic type AU ideas I currently want to write.

STOP DOING THINGS WITH MY PERMISSION, BRAIN. DON'T MAKE ME STICK A POPSICLE STICK UP MY NOSE. I'LL DO IT, YOU KNOW I WILL.
unavoidedcrisis: girl lying on the ground with playing cards scattered over her (age of the geek)






Love and Other Supervillains

By sunspot.
With artwork by sian1359.

Beta'd by [livejournal.com profile] maskedfangirl, [livejournal.com profile] cherie_morte, and Sam.



Fandom: Leverage
Pairing: Eliot/Hardison, Hardison/Parker, Nate/Sophie
Rating: R (adults only)
Word Count: 45,200 in 6, all new, never-before-seen issues!
Warnings: character deaths, swearing.
Author's Notes: Here, may contain spoilers for story. Written for [livejournal.com profile] polybigbang 2010.



When Cityopolis is in trouble, it calls the best hero in town: Super Duper Man. When Super Duper Man is in trouble, it's up to his super duper roommate, Hardison, and their super duper dog to help him out. But when the trouble is bigger and badder than Cityopolis has ever seen, and she's wearing a tight red dress and matching killer heels, it seems like it's going to be the end for the whole city for sure. But there shouldn't be anything to worry about. After all, no one is crazy enough to actually destroy the whole planet... Right?


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| | ISSUE 1 | ISSUE 2 | ISSUE 3 | ISSUE 4 | ISSUE 5 | ISSUE 6 | |



unavoidedcrisis: girl lying on the ground with playing cards scattered over her (how i roll (castiel))
So I'm clicking away on my computer, trying to hammer out as much of this big bang draft as I can before I send it to my artist tonight and I have my 'general writing' playlist on in the background. That's lovely all day.

Oh gods, writing my first ever sex scene and the Lord of the Rings soundtrack comes on in the background. That's way too dramatic and intense! It's too much pressure to perform! So I click the next button because it's breaking me.

...

Oh hi there, Pirates of the Caribbean soundtrack, you're actually worse than LotR.

So. If my first sex scene reads like a battle between life and death, don't blame me. Also, if it sounds like I giggled the entire way through it, it's not because I'm immature and can't type the word 'cock'.
unavoidedcrisis: girl lying on the ground with playing cards scattered over her (my evil laugh)
Okay this is going to be pretty weird.

I need helping building a mad science device.

I won't tell you what it does, but I just need to know the name of some parts that I would need for any mad science type gizmo.

Think Wonderflonium or Solar Powered Polarity Reversal Unit.

The more ridiculous the better.

Halp?



And I should clarify, this is for the superhero story I am working on, not for any of my weekend plans.

unavoidedcrisis: girl lying on the ground with playing cards scattered over her (a big deal (castiel))
Reasons Life Is Not Awesome
- I did my math placement for the upgrading course I need to get into the 3 year wildlife program after my 1 year assistant program today. My math skills are somewhere between and grade four and five level! Fuck you, fractions, I was a merit scholar. You're making me look bad by being stupidly hard to add (but I know how to multiply you, so don't even pull that shit with me).

- I did not finish my [livejournal.com profile] polybigbang story like I wanted to.

- My apartment is messy and I need to clean it tonight.

- Lost my mp3 player.

- I had to put my arm in a tank full of sharks yesterday.

- Kennel duty Wednesday/Thursday.

Reasons Life Is Awesome
- I have people to help me with stupid math. People who want to help me, even. Not just people I have seduced/blackmailed.

- French toast and all its related deliciousness and adorable-ness.

- I was not murdered by sharks.

- While I didn't finish the story, I DID FINISH MY DRAFT FOR THE BIG BANG AND I'M GOING TO GET ART AND IT'S GOING TO BE AWESOME AND THREE PEOPLE HAVE ALREADY AGREED TO BETA IT AND I TOLD THEM NO BACKSIES (this is not like an engagement, Katie, I can call 'no backsies'). And I have the rest of the story outlined too, so it's just a matter of filling in blanks.

- Aced a test in Clin. today.

- Have grand and lovely plans to learn how to clicker train dogs. So. Exciting! Step one: buy clicker from work.

- Kennel duty Wednesday/Thursday.



KD is both not awesome and definitely awesome because while I am super stoked for being there and getting marked on my basic animal care, I am so not stoked for being up at 5 to do it. My Wednesday this week involves me being at the school from 5:30am to 9pm pretty much without a break. And then I'm up again at 5 on Thursday (though I should be home by noon and then I can sleep for 6 hours). So if I'm not around much this week it's because I'm there.
unavoidedcrisis: girl lying on the ground with playing cards scattered over her (snappy fingers (the metatron))


You should all run. Run far away from here. I have gone mad with ... madness.

Here are my 2 writing bingo cards. )
unavoidedcrisis: girl lying on the ground with playing cards scattered over her (spectaculacular (sam))
“When it is dark enough, you can see the stars.”
-- Charles Austin Beard


This is the longest thing I have ever written solo that I wrote for the purpose of actually showing to others. I am terrified of what I have done and I'm not sure if any of it is remotely readable, but I think I am finally done the zombie-Leverage story. I need a good hard edit (oh baby oh), but the first draft is done.

GUYS. WHAT IS THIS. I DON'T EVEN.

It's over 11k. What the hell. Why didn't I put that kind of work into one of my big bangs? Or maybe into doing my laundry?!

I'm so giddy right now, you don't even know. I mean, Sam, you're probably getting ahead of yourself because I don't think it's spectaculacular. I changed tenses so many times I think I invented some new ones! But it's done and I don't fully hate it and that's what I call a moral victory. And yeah, all those poor commas I abused.

For a story that was supposed to be about zombies, there is a hell of a lot of what is calling itself 'emotional character drama'. I call it 'being mean to fictional people because when you're mean to real people they won't do stuff for you anymore'. Whatever. WHATEVER. I'm going to stop talking about it, as my last, what eleven journal entries, have been about this story?




Today, McLovin tried to break out of the house through a second floor window.

I watched The Beast Below and fell in love with the Doctor all over again. Don't get me started on Amy Pond.

Katie and I organized our ride to the rescue tomorrow. I am stupidly excited, we haven't been in 3 weeks because of scheduling suckage. DOGS. Expect rambling on that tomorrow.
unavoidedcrisis: girl lying on the ground with playing cards scattered over her (kill you with my brain (nate))
Below the cut you will find a short list, an update on all the current major writing projects I have going, something mean about [livejournal.com profile] cherie_morte and something even meaner about my cat.

Top Seven Fears

Everyone on the internet wants you to do drugs. )

FYI, this got entry weird. Warnings for zombies and other distasteful things (like Wil Wheaton and so much crossover fanfiction that my wrist started to hurt just thinking about maybe writing it all one day). Whew. I could kill me with my brain too.
unavoidedcrisis: girl lying on the ground with playing cards scattered over her (problematic food)
I'm dyin' here guys.

Well, metaphorically, anyways.

Didn't hit anywhere near my goal yesterday. Like shamefully far from it. Hoping for a better night tonight.

I think one of my biggest problems is the sheer number of partially started projects I have and my inability to decide what to focus on. If I could just finish one thing, I have a feeling my sense 'oh god, I am made of suck' will go away a little. I just need that self esteem boost. So, you know, writing about it in my LJ definitely helps. *facepalm*

My other major problem is my inability to get past the fact that Big Bang #2 doesn't have a map. I guess I'm a visual person when it comes to that kind of thing and I am having mondo trouble working on this story without the city mapped out. [livejournal.com profile] epiphanyx7 would be able to fix me. *longs*

Anyways. Back to the drawing board (which is actually a hardcover book and a broken pencil held together with yarn).

425 / 1500

(plus half a map!)



Also very important and the reason I have selected that icon for today's update is the fact that I am hungry and yet unable to eat until Katie gets home. SAD DAY.

unavoidedcrisis: girl lying on the ground with playing cards scattered over her (i am canadian)
i've always wanted to tell you...




And happy birthday, Canada!

I was thinking about all the places I want to travel to and all the sights I want to see, and there is not a doubt in my mind that I will always end up back here. I love you, small-town Canada, never change.



1162 | 1500


Feeling good. Put another 600 or so words on one of my big bang and the rest is my first attempt at Leverage fic. But today is only day one. We'll see how I feel tomorrow.
unavoidedcrisis: girl lying on the ground with playing cards scattered over her (we play good music (miguel))

WRITE UNTIL WE DIE JULY FAQ AND SOME INFORMATION NO ONE ASKED ABOUT


After much deliberation and discussion, TPTB have come up with the following guidelines for Write Until We Die July

~ The challenge is supposed to be challenging. That's what makes it powerful, mean and a little evil fun. If you don't think you can make an honest attempt at the goal of 1500 words a day, perhaps this is not the challenge for you this time around. That's not to say we don't want you, because we do. We want you bad. But we also want everyone striving for the same goal.

~ The official AIM chat of this challenge is WUDJ. Aces! Get yourself into chat or ping me (unavoidedcrisis) for an invite. After your first or second time, you'll probably have a screen name for someone else you can ping if I am not online (I do sleep sometimes, guys).

~ The official Twitter hash tag of Write Until We Die July is #WUDJ. Double aces! Use it, abuse it, lurk it when you can't get on AIM...

~ If you are being a jerkass to someone, you're booted. Lookit Miguel's serious face up there. He means business folks. And yeah, it's just AIM and we're not the police*, but there's no cause to be rude, even if you disagree with someone. I don't think this will be an issue.

~ When you hit your daily goal of 1500 min., you have to tell whomever is around. If someone tells you they have hit their goal, you have to make a big fat hairy deal about it. Streamers and cake and maybe fashion them a crown of daisies. This sort of challenge will fall apart without team spirit. And we're all on team writer. ♥

~ We'd also like to see you get your blog on (more words, egads!). You can keep track of your progress that way, and the rest of us can track it too!

~ You can start at midnight in your time zone and must be finished on July 31st at midnight in your own time zone (Technically, August 1st). a day, however, can be measured by 'midnight to midnight' or from 'wake up to sleeping again'. That's a personal preference.

~ Any further comments or questions can be left here. You can also PM me, IM me or tweet about it. You can post something to your LJ and maybe I'll see it, or hire a skywriter. I am sitting under a window, after all. Basically, don't hesitate to ask or speak up.





* ... yet.

JULY

Jun. 26th, 2010 10:52 pm
unavoidedcrisis: girl lying on the ground with playing cards scattered over her (lucky charms)
ATTENTION ALL UNMOTIVATED WRITERS ON MY FLIST.


So I looked at my calendar the other day and realized I have looming deadlines for some writing pieces, and somehow July is almost upon us and oh yeah, I have no drive to do anything.

Out of the blue and clearly as an answer to my unspoken prayers, one of my favourite Nanowrimo friends messages me and asks if I would be interested in a writing exercise.

Thus I present for your consideration!

*drumroll*


Write Until We Die July


Now of course, we don't actually want anyone to die, but the idea is to write 1500 words a day (any project welcome! Even things you've already started. Even if you just want to write in your LJ!), every day, for the month of July.

It's that easy.

Support, words wars, good-natured shouting and extra heapings of fun to be found every day from friends and strangers alike.

No LJ community for this, it is going to be mostly AIM based (weird right, but I guess that's how we roll), and you can ping me any time for an update or an invite to the current chat. You'll get me at unavoidedcrisis ;)

Also, I'll be spamming the hell out of you with my daily progress meter for all of July. HAAAAY.

The only thing we request is respect, guys. That means no drama, no starting shit, no fandom wank. Many participants a) have different tastes/backgrounds/triggers/politics/races/religions/preferences, b) are not part of fandom and don't want to hear about it and c) are really nice people who don't need headaches. Just like all of us, right?

It's about the writing guys, and we're all in this together *I would put an HSM gif here if I had one, but I don't so imagine the Zefron for me, k?*

Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] character_bleed for the banner because she thinks I am incapable of making my own. SEE WHAT I DID THERE.

unavoidedcrisis: girl lying on the ground with playing cards scattered over her (cannot believe it (castiel))
Dean/Castiel Big Bang Related Update!


516 / 20000 2.58% Done!



I still don't like the pairing!

I still can't believe there's no Sam in this fic!

I still want to punch Dean in the head for being so Dean-like!

I still have found a way to write badgers into the story as I have done with every long piece of fiction I've ever written!

I still shame my family on a regular basis!



unavoidedcrisis: girl lying on the ground with playing cards scattered over her (ruby slippers)
- The housing board cut down the tree outside my window :(
- I am having nachos for breakfast
- Wrote a measly amount of words last night with [livejournal.com profile] cherie_morte, but have at least started my assignment for [livejournal.com profile] spn_hetexchange
- Someone remind me never to sign up for anything ever again because all these things are kicking my ass
- I blame [livejournal.com profile] epiphanyx7 for making me think writing was fun. YOU LIAR.
- I quite possibly have the dumbest leopard gecko in the world. He tried to crawl under his water dish and then started like... cheeping at me when his foot got stuck and he needed a rescue. Four minutes later, he's trying it again.
- Katie is still under the impression she's allowed to leave me. Which she's not. Ever.

Thirty Days of Television, Day Four )

Thirty Days of Television Meme, Day Five )

I think I have an attention span that actually rates in the negatives.
unavoidedcrisis: girl lying on the ground with playing cards scattered over her (spectaculacular (sam))
And Grace Will Lead Me Home

by [livejournal.com profile] epiphanyx7 (a.k.a. epiphanyx7) and [livejournal.com profile] unavoidedcrisis (a.k.a. sunspot)
with illustrations by [livejournal.com profile] sleepwalker1015 
(and also epiphanyx7 kinda)

beta'd by [livejournal.com profile] character_bleed 

Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: R (adults only)
Length: 45 000 words in 5 parts.
Warnings: Virgin sacrifices, reincarnation, body transformations, epic levels of manpain all over the place, shouting, sex, language, violence, mildly disturbing themes, puppies, ice cream, rainbows, blasphemy, semi-graphic torture, character death, het, slash, angst, goldfish, consensual fraternal incest.
Pairings: Gabriel/Sam/Castiel/Dean; (in all combinations).



In order to stop the apocalypse, Dean kills Lucifer -- saving the world, and dying in the process. But Dean's journey is far from over -- the pact he made with Lilith for his soul did not end when an angel pulled him from depths of hell.

After the apocalypse, Castiel and Sam are left to pick up the shattered pieces of themselves. In the wake of Dean's death, things are not as easy as they used to be. Castiel finds himself trapped on Earth, with no hope of returning to the only home he's ever had, while Sam tries to remember who he is without his brother.

Man and angel have nothing in common, aside from their mutual bonds to a man now dead and a future they must forge together, now that the hands of fate have released them. And they will find a purpose, find out who they are, and more importantly, will find a reason to keep going... even in the face of danger, even with the knowledge with every passing second, Sam is closer to the end of his life.

And when he is gone, Castiel will be alone. Forever.


|| ART POST ||

This is a banner.

| PART ONE || PART TWO || PART THREE || PART FOUR || PART FIVE || DVD EXTRAS |


unavoidedcrisis: girl lying on the ground with playing cards scattered over her (awesome -> how awesome am i txt)
We didn't bring our camera to Celtfest, but I wish we had so I could regale you all with pictures of sheep. Seriously. Is there a cuter animal in the world? I haven't met it yet. We watched the herding demos and sure, border collies are cute but I'm all about the sheep. And they go 'baa'. I can dig it.

We also watched the hammer throw and the caber toss (not to be confused with 'caper toss' which is much easier, but less fun to watch) and the highland dance competitions and the pipe'n'drum competition. And I drank iced tea and ate some grape flavoured sugar. BASICALLY IT WAS AWESOME.

Last night it was the Relay for Life and it poured rain and we didn't have a tent. LESS AWESOME. We did good though. I was proud of us.

TOMORROW. Tomorrow is going to be awesome times forty. Tomorrow the big bang story I co-authored with [livejournal.com profile] epiphanyx7 -- titled 'And Grace Will Lead Me Home' -- will be posted to our joint dreamwidth account. Today, in order to generate interest, I am posting our summary and warnings. Tomorrow I will be spamming you with my master post as well. <3

Summary: In order to stop the apocalypse, Dean kills Lucifer -- saving the world, and dying in the process. But Dean's journey is far from over -- the pact he made with Lilith for his soul did not end when an angel pulled him from depths of hell.

After the apocalypse, Castiel and Sam are left to pick up the shattered pieces of themselves. In the wake of Dean's death, things are not as easy as they used to be. Castiel finds himself trapped on Earth, with no hope of returning to the only home he's ever had, while Sam tries to remember who he is without his brother.

Man and angel have nothing in common, aside from their mutual bonds to a man now dead and a future they must forge together, now that the hands of fate have released them. And they will find a purpose, find out who they are, and more importantly, will find a reason to keep going... even in the face of danger, even with the knowledge with every passing second, Sam is closer to the end of his life.

And when he is gone, Castiel will be alone. Forever.


Warnings: Warnings: Virgin sacrifices, reincarnation, body transformations, epic levels of manpain all over the place, shouting, sex, language, violence, mildly disturbing themes, puppies, ice cream, rainbows, blasphemy, semi-graphic torture, character death, het, slash, angst, goldfish, consensual fraternal incest.
unavoidedcrisis: girl lying on the ground with playing cards scattered over her (grr -> mckellan will fuck your shit up)
Four Things

1 - I am sick and therefore extra bitchy today. It's been a long time coming, but it's finally here.

It's not strep, which is weird because we're halfway through May and I've only had strep once. Normally I average out 5-6 cases of strep a year. I guess I'm just going to be really really gross later this year? I do not like the idea of attempting to write for Nanowrimo with uber strep from hell...

I actually think it's just a cold. Do you know how long it has been since I just had a regular head cold instead of some kind of Super Illness? Just having a cold feels so weird. I can still do most things! I'm not bedridden! I am, instead, coughing my lungs out and complaining a lot. I have also apparently lost most of my voice.

2 - cut for incredibly long rambling and stupid family drama )

3 - LJKA;SDFLDASLJDSDOEWRN. Guys. I read through the changes Bean made to our Big Bang and added a few of my own (mostly correcting errant punctuation). We also discussed (at length!) all the extra extended scenes, deleted scenes, way too cracktastic/pornographic/both scenes that will be included in the 'bonus features' section. I am so so so excited for this to be posted in fifteen days, you really have no idea. It doesn't even matter if not a single one of you reads it, I am going to read it and I am going to love it and I am going to flail over it. That being said, I still hope some of you read it ;)

It's a Supernatural AU from 5x10 and contains such awesome things as 'Intense Man Pain!', 'Magic Oreo Cookies!', 'Men Who Cry, Try To Deny They Were Crying and Then Hug Manfully!' and 'A Goldfish!'. And to be fully honest, it's only like 45% crack.

SO I AM EXITED ABOUT THAT.

4 - What's the deal with grammar? Seriously, I never really understood it.
unavoidedcrisis: girl lying on the ground with playing cards scattered over her (lip wobble (george))
AHHH MOST INSANE WEEKEND OF MY LIFE.

Saturday was the nationwide Rally Day we held in celebration of 100 years of Guiding in Canada. On the bus by 7am with almost 200 girls from North Bay, we headed to Sudbury where we met up with 400-500+ girls and spent the day learning, creating, running, jumping, shouting, singing, talking and getting rained on. Luckily the rain cleared up. Unluckily, the shouting did not. I am definitely feeling the burn today. Fifteen hours is a very long day to spend with that many young girls and even though I was only personally responsible for 7, I do very much think they were a very rambunctious 7.

We had tons of fun though, despite a few instances when I had to snap at them. I am so glad I got to be a part of that. It's nice to feel like a part of something.

We got home around 9 and I was passed out by 9:45 and slept pretty much right through until 9 this morning. It did not feel like enough sleep.

Today, Sparky, Katie and I went to the dog rescue. As per usual, there were a whole bunch of dogs. The love of my life, Sandy, is still there and was in an absolutely foul mood and refused to cuddle me at all. Hear that? That is my heart and soul breaking into tiny pieces. Seriously. Next week, I will win his love.

That's if we go next week, I mean, because this week we did something a little different. We signed up to be foster parents. So we brought home Abby today. She's about 6-7 months old, Dane x Lab cross and she is very quickly learning her name and 'sit' and 'down'. She's even working on 'come' and 'off.' I'm very impressed with her smarts. Mostly though, I am impressed with her giant frickin' paws. Seriously, like dinner plates. She's going to be a huge freaking dog. According to the plan, she'll be with us for 2 weeks and hopefully will learn all her manners by then so she'll find her forever home. Pixie is doing really good with Abby, which is good because we weren't sure how she was going to react. McLovin, of course, is suffering like a mad thing because HOMG DOG.

After Abby, I am going to convince (blackmail? threats of violence?) Katie that we need to foster Sandy and heal his broken heart.

Sandy - my one true (dog) love )

In short, AHHH TIRED. And AHH SUN BURN. On my arms and the back of my neck and my poor, unfortunate lips.

And then after dinner (aka: just now) I signed up for [livejournal.com profile] rpf_big_bang and [livejournal.com profile] deancasbigbang. So. Um. AUGH. As if November wasn't already close enough to be breathing down my neck. Wish me luck as I embark on two challenges that involve two things I've never attempted to write before.

I feel like I need to validate my choice. I know in the past I've been all 'pssh, Dean/Castiel as a romantic pairing, dnw.' And to be very honest, I still pretty much feel this way. The story I plan to write does not change it. It does not make me a hypocrite, it makes me a more mature, accepting person who is expanding her horizons. Also, I'm psyched for the plot. Okay, that sounded desperate. Whatever. It's cool, I'll do what I want.
unavoidedcrisis: girl lying on the ground with playing cards scattered over her (wtf -> no booooze?!)
One of the Big Bangs that went up today in the [livejournal.com profile] au_bigbang comm is a sci-fi AU of The Tragedy of King Richard III.

HOW AWESOME IS THAT. I want to read it because, come on, sci-fi Shakespeare!

Alas, Richard III is one of the only three Shakespeare plays I have not read and all my Shakespeare books are at home while I am at my mother's for the next week. Oh well. Guess I'll have to wait.*

I bought a Christopher Moore book yesterday (The Stupidest Angel) and finished it practically while I was still waiting at Yorkdale for my mother. I have such a hard on for his books. I have not read one I didn't immediately love. I recommend them all.

Stanley won't stop demanding cuddles and then forcibly taking them (cuddle rape?). You'd think he missed me or something.

Oh yeah, and I made a Supernatural fanvid and might I say, 'screw you, CW logo. And screw you entirely Pussycat Dolls ads.'

*BUT COME ON, THAT SOUNDS FAB.

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