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Sep. 18th, 2017 07:10 pm[personal profile] kalloway
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Well, I need to go back to it at some point and rework it into a list for this week, but I'm pretty confident in saying I didn't get most of my weekend to-do taken care of. ^^;; I did get a lot done in the bookroom, which was definitely one of the most important things. However, a lot of it involved unpacking and sorting books and now my bedroom is a disaster of bookpiles (whoops?). I ended up moving a couple of bookcases and the desk twice, because I had ~~different ideas, and then I had one more but ended up not doing it, because instead of trying to incorporate the cedar chest that's been floating around, I should see about parting with it. I don't use it, stuff gets piled on it, and like many pieces of furniture that came over here, it's not actually in very good shape. Well... I don't have to decide on anything today.

Basically, I have to keep reminding myself that not only can I be flexible, it's okay if I am. So if this layout isn't working in a few weeks, I can try something new.

Just unpacking and sorting, I've pulled out three books to go already. Well, for one, I read one chapter and immediately deposited it in the 'take to pagan shop' basket. Not my cuppa. I suspect this will happen more and more as I keep going, especially with reference books that are interesting but not the sorts of things I'll ever need to reference that often, or that seem impressively redundant (like the dozens of gardening books).

Other than that, words! I'm sort of trying for the impossible, lol. Wish me luck! (And words!)


Sep. 18th, 2017 08:57 pm[personal profile] raisedbymoogles posting in [community profile] ffvii_100
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 Still one more day to get entries from last week's prompt in! In the meantime, let's move on.

This week's prompt is #35 - Revenge

Is revenge truly a dish best served cold or will an eye for an eye make the whole world blind? Either way, this week is all about revenge.

Does Tifa want revenge for what happened at Nibelheim? Will Cloud demand revenge on Sephiroth for killing Aeris?  Is Rufus plotting revenge on those that instigated the terrorist attacks on the reactor? Would Vincent seek revenge for injustices he endured? 

This week plot revenge, but do it in just 100 words!

Silly Mod:
And as food for thought, here is a Calvin and Hobbes quote on revenge: “Well, remember what you said, because in a day or two, I'll have a witty and blistering retort! You'll be devastated THEN!”

Update - 18 SEP 2017

Sep. 18th, 2017 08:11 am[personal profile] megpie71
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There's lots of things I could be talking about here. I'm going to talk about the plants I've purchased for the garden.

Gardening under the fold )

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Sep. 16th, 2017 02:40 am[personal profile] karanguni
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i bought a giant heatpack-filled-with-herbs-and-wondrousness from Origins and it's over my shoulders and mmm i can't wait for winter


Sep. 12th, 2017 10:24 pm[personal profile] karanguni
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mental health explodes but your boss assures you a many-thousand-dollar raise is coming if you can but HOLD ON TO YOUR HAT(S)
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Ahahaha. Boy, yesterday sure was Monday, wasn't it? :D This week's prompt will run until next Tuesday, as it did the last time your mod was a chocobohead.

This week's prompt is #34 - First Word, Last Word

Words telling a story come in many shapes and sizes, falling in whatever rhythm best suits the tale. Repetition, whether to drive home a point or show its opposite, is a literary tradition in its own right - and this week, we want you to play with it. ("It" being repetition, you silly 12-year-olds! Stop that right now!)

For this challenge, the point is simply this: your story must begin and end with the same word. Whether it's a character waxing poetic or delivering a dire warning, stumbling over a declaration of love or repeating an order at the drive-thru, find a way to begin and end on the same note.

But do it in just 100 words.  :3 
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Some choice quotes from a very long thread on FFA:

"Yes, which is why we had a multi-year fight to get original work allowed on AO3 even though not allowing it was causing problems and alienating chunks of fandom. At the same time, people who didn't know it was banned were busily posting it because it never occurred to them that AO3 would have such a weird rule. (And nobody reported them most of the time because it's not like it was clogging up specific fandom tags.)

Basically, while there are some fandoms where "original het"-as-fanwork is a thing, the best way to understand why original works = fanworks in many parts of fandom is to look at how hard it was to publish tropey m/m romance novels before ebooks became widespread. (Outside of Japan anyway...) There used to be this whole thriving subculture of slash and yaoi writers moving on to original writing but staying in fandom. Nowadays, a lot of people just go publish on Amazon and make a few bucks, but it wasn't like that a decade ago.

Yes, ff.net kicked off original work ages ago, but including "original slash" was the norm on many older multifandom slash archives and mailing lists (and, way back, zines), which means that those old archives AO3 likes to rescue often had problems being imported.
Boys in Chains was a particular sticking point: the maintainer wasn't willing to put it on AO3 unless all of her writers were welcome. Meanwhile, this major piece of fannish history remained offline.

The only reason original work wasn't allowed in the first place is that the pro-original work contingent were coming from non-English-speaking fandom and anime fandom, while the anti-original work contingent was from ye olde US TV show megafandoms and was much better represented among OTW staff.

You'll notice that people who think it's a fanwork don't actually call it "original works" except when they're quoting the AO3 canonical. They call it "original fic", "origfic", "original slash", and other terms that make it clear that it is its own distinct thing, separate from both fanfic and non-fannish original writing. And, yes, it does operate very much like people writing fairy tale fic or anthropomorfic or fanfic of songs for Yuletide."


"The TOS does say that it only hosts fanworks:
"Because our long-term plans include hosting fanworks of all kinds, not just fan fiction, we concluded that it was better to draw a line between fanworks and non-fanworks and only host the former, in order to avoid becoming a general repository for all sorts of creative works."

However, it also says (beginning with "however"):
"However, there are a number of varieties of works produced by fans that do not fit comfortably into a narrow definition of fanfiction, fanart, vids, or other types of fanworks. Some of these do fall within our mission. In particular, original fiction that is part of an Open Doors project is allowed, as are types of original fiction and quasi-original fiction produced within a fandom context. Examples include such things as anthropomorfic, original fiction that is produced as part of a fandom challenge, exchange, or charity event, and genres such as Original Slash, Original BL, and Regency romances produced in Jane Austen fandom."

Which means that you can post original fiction to AO3. It is defined in this case as a fanwork not because it is fanfiction of original work, but because it is original work by fan written in a fannish context.

By definition, then, it is still a canon. And it is like fictionpress and fanfiction.net before they split fictionpress off, not as the arrangement is now."


"I was in the orig slash/orig BL scene back in the day, and it's difficult for me to explain but it was definitely a fannish genre and a fannish community. A lot of things are different these days -- for one thing, writers are more likely to think of original m/m as something widely/easily publishable, which somewhat changes the conversation and community expectations.

I like that AO3 respects the fuzzy context lines in this situation, and would hate to see fannish-context origfic banned."



It was banned at the start.

We had to explain for years to get it allowed, and it was only by threatening precious ~anthropomorfic~ that the BNFs finally caved and listened to someone from a different part of fandom than themselves."

Clearing Out Books

Sep. 9th, 2017 10:14 am[personal profile] megpie71
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This week has been a slightly better week than last week. Not heaps better, mostly because the two topics being covered in my two university units are an unfortunate conjunction which means I'm wading into uncomfortable psychological waters. On the one hand, my communications unit, Culture to Cultures, is currently covering the Indigenous History of the region, which means I'm dealing with a lot of racism which appears to me to be based largely on envy, viciousness, and free-floating stupidity (and the really depressing part is it's still going even today... *sigh*). The paladin part of my brain, the part which gets annoyed at unfairness and stupidity, and wants to ride out on a crusade to Fix The World (or at least stop me being so irritated by it), is getting twitchy. On the other hand, my writing unit, Introduction to Creative Writing, is dealing with poetry - which means I'm dipping into my subconscious and discovering things even I wasn't aware of - and not all of this is pleasant.

So there's that side of things. Thanks be to the gods our tutor for Creative Writing is placing a stipulation that we have to supply three poems, and two of them have to be from highly structured formats (which changes the whole game from "the psychological exploration inherent in finding your voice" to "the intellectual puzzle of fitting your idea into the right combination of lines, stanzas, words and metre". Gods know I'm far more comfortable with the latter than the former. I mean, yeah, sure being a writer means being vulnerable, and putting your Self on display. But I'd rather at least be picking and choosing the bits of Self I'm putting on display such that "underbelly" and "key shatter points" are not among them. Call it a reaction against too many years of bullying.

But studying poetry has made me want to read my old favourites, so I'm going searching for my Norton Anthology of Poetry again. Problem is, I don't know which of the various boxes of books in the storeroom it's packed in. So I'm having to unpack boxes of books again. Got one down off the shelf last night, and discovered it wasn't the one (I wasn't expecting it to be - this was a box sealed back in 2011, two moves ago). What I did discover were the last two volumes of the Belgariad (so I'll probably be re-reading that some time soon) as well as the whole Malloreon, Belgarath the Sorceror, and Polgara the Sorceress. Fortunately for me, I've cleared off my "farewell re-read" shelves recently (got rid of everything which has been sitting there for a year waiting for me to give it the farewell re-read, on the grounds of if I haven't done it by now, I ain't a-gonna do it), so there's space for the few books from this box that I might be interested in re-reading to be unpacked onto it, and I'll see about going through them over the next twelve months or so. The rest can go to one of the various op-shops around the area, once the donation bag (which is currently full of the last lot to be donated) is emptied out again.

As a bonus, the space in the storeroom the box used to be occupying is now available for something else to move into, which means there's the option of shuffling things around in the store-room so I can find the box wherein my Norton Anthology of Poetry resides, and retrieve it!

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Sep. 7th, 2017 08:36 pm[personal profile] kalloway
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It is time to give up on my beanbag, which made it two years and has now split multiple seams and is leaking beans all over. I guess that was a good run, but in the future I'll have to be more careful about flat-out flopping on whatever I get to replace it (hopefully the local store still has some in stock - hey had some nice ones a couple weeks ago). I should try to save the beans still in it, for refilling the next one, though I'm not entirely sure of the best way to do that... every scenario is a disaster, in my head

Today was a lot of reading and, quite thankfully, a lot of sleeping. I finally, belatedly, got to the new Robotech comic, which was, by necessity of the plot, a lot of set-up and character positioning. I'm looking forward to the next issue. ^_^

I also finally read the third volume of The Seven Princes of the Thousand-Year Labyrinth, which was... very wtf and enjoyable. I still adore our cast and the next volume can come out ASAP. (I guess that's a bonus to getting to it a little late? Not as long to wait...)

And! After many months of just not being in the right mindset to tackle a heart-breaking and gorgeous chunk of sci-fi, I finally finished Triskelion. And it was good. I mean, I've spent days sobbing over the darned thing, but that's a feature, not a bug. But yes! How do I describe this? It is id-soup! *laughs* Space battles, mecha galore, an awesome cast of all sorts of folks... *rolls around*

Plans for the weekend = trip to Hobby Store for Gunpla and paint and whatnot + sushi dinner. Mmm~ Other than that, gunpla, maybe I'll try to finish up Baccano! and a lot of house-cleaning. I should take pictures of what I've been doing in the bookroom so it's not just vaaaguespace babbling.

So much to do...
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Sep. 6th, 2017 07:42 pm[personal profile] kalloway
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When I got to work Monday night, I finally realized why I was so lethargic all weekend - I'm sick! It's still a lingering blegh at the back of my mouth, and I've been sniffly, but I suspect full misery incoming. Went to welding class today and finished far earlier than expected. This gave me time to run a couple of tomorrow's tentative errands and pick up a bottle of NyQuil for tomorrow. Since I was already at the mall for other things, I popped into FYE on the odd chance they might have the SEED DVD I need to replace. No luck, but at least I tried? Will have to get on that once I get paid. I also realized that I need to put on SEED again, at least in the background, and take decent notes of what's in each episode. There were definitely some things I'd like to reference again and finding them... so it'd be less comprehensive and more "Ep X. Discussion of this, long shot of this scenery, conversation on this, full views of that..." for my own reference, since surprisingly the Gundam wiki doesn't have the most detailed summaries.

I cleared off the "FMA shelf" and have space left, though it's probably about right for finishing off the manga, picking up the novels that came out in English, and someday snagging Brotherhood (which seems to be out of print right now?), etc.

I also poked on the other side of the room at the first Gundam shelf, which is pretty much all UC Gundam. There are some spaces for things I have that have wandered, and I'm thinking I should really start filling in all of the recent releases that I need. Start chronologically, I suppose, with The Origin and MS IGLOO, even though I know IGLOO will be relatively terrible (or, at least, badly dated). For chunks of UC, I have old bootlegs from a decade+ ago when it looked like we'd never, ever get re-releases of older material or even chunks of UC in general. I think I have a collection of 0083 bootlegs, actually~ some of them have nice art, etc. I normally don't keep bootlegs once a series becomes available domestically, but these have been part of my Gundam collection for so long that I think they need to stay. (I do keep my Kiddy Grade set, though, too, because 9 episodes on a disc is so much nicer than 3 episodes on a disc when I just want to flop and watch it.)

Basically, I really need to use this organizing project to make good notes on where I have holes and start filling them. *nods* And be sure to talk about all the things, too~
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While I was studying the period before the Ediacaran early this year, I learned of the Boring Billion, a vast 900-million-year stretch of time during which it seems (at least at first glance) that absolutely nothing happened, either in evolution or in geology.

And then -- once again -- the muses started that loud singing, and I had to write.

EDIT: Shame on me, I forgot to credit Tyellas for beta'ing this!

The Boring Billion

Content: paleontology, a few unavoidable big words
Trigger warnings, yadda yadda: references to mass extinctions (the victims are all one-celled life forms)
Word count: 789

@Copyright Maureen Lycaon, 2017. All rights reserved under the Bern Convention.

One billion years.

For one billion years, planet Earth has been locked in stasis. The great supercontinent of Rodinia sprawls across the tropics and does not move, its vast surface barren of life. The atmosphere is suffocating, nearly empty of oxygen; the methane-rich sky is a bizarre pink.

Still, weather happens. Clouds form; storms spawn into existence; rain falls onto bare rock and gravel. The runoff flows into fast-running rivers. It carries dissolved chemicals from the exposed rocks -- iron, manganese, phosphorus, and (importantly) sulfur. The rivers course into great deltas and finally into the oceans.

In places, the sulfur feeds marine blooms of sulfur-eating bacteria, which release vast quantities of toxic hydrogen sulfide. When they die off, their decay consumes what little oxygen there is. These bacteria outnumber all other forms of life.

The rest of the ocean has few nutrients. Even the sulfur-eaters remain rare. Still, life persists, scattered thinly across the planet: other bacteria, hardy archaea, and early eukaryotes (still one-celled). Deprived of resources, they, too, are caught in stasis. The oxygen-starved atmosphere will not support anything larger and more complex. Evolution stands still.

Once, life seemed destined for greater things.

Some nameless species of bacteria evolved a new kind of metabolism that created energy from sunlight. The process had a curious byproduct: oxygen.

At first, photosynthesis was slow, halting, and inefficient. Nevertheless, their descendents -- the cyanobacteria -- prospered. Some of them began to live in colonies, forming long filaments. Others formed great mats that over time formed mounds and pillars -- stromatolites.

As the cyanobacteria evolved, so too did their photosynthesis, becoming more efficient. The cyanobacteria began to out-compete all other bacteria. As a byproduct, they released more and more oxygen.

For a while, this innovation changed the world. Cyanobacteria waste filled the ocean and atmosphere with oxygen. For most other life forms, this meant extinction: oxygen destroyed them. A few species, however, could endure the higher oxygen levels, and now they had an opportunity to thrive as they never had before.

Then a eukaryote evolved that actually *breathed* oxygen. Fueled by this energy source, its descendents evolved the first multi-cellular life forms. Curious coin-like, star-like, and other-oddly shaped creatures appeared in the oceans.

Mysteriously, the oxygen vanished. Whatever the cause may have been, within 200 million years most of it was gone, and Earth's atmosphere had returned to its former state of methane and carbon dioxide.

The revolution died, stillborn.

The multi-cellular life forms died out, leaving no descendants -- just a few traces in certain rocks. The sulfur-eating bacteria assumed dominance. They have held it ever since.

Finally, something does change.

Below the Earth's surface, the heat of its formation lingers. Meanwhile, the Earth's asthenosphere -- the planet's thin upper layer -- has been inexorably cooling. More than a billion years ago, it congealed from churning, molten rock to a more solid substance, forming the earliest continents.

Now, as the asthenosphere continues to cool, it reaches another tipping point. It has become solid enough for plate tectonics.

Slowly, inexorably, Rodinia begins to come apart as its pieces drift away from each other.

This has happened before. Cracks would appear in the supercontinent along lines of stress, and fill with magma from the churning, hot mantle beneath. Each time, the geological processes dwindled and died, spent. The rifts fused again, disappearing.

This time, the process does not stop. The narrow rifts yawn ever wider and deeper; the ocean flows in to fill them.

Over millions of years, the widening rifts become small ocean basins in their own right. Erosion washes sediments from newly-exposed rock into the new basins.

In those shallow basins, something else begins to happen. Perhaps the extra nutrients now washing into the ocean have something to do with it. Perhaps the washed-in sediment is burying the tiny corpses of dead cyanobacteria faster than they can rot, thus saving oxygen. Perhaps the cause is something else entirely.

Whatever the cause, oxygen again begins to build up, diffusing through the water and the air, with one difference: whatever used to remove it can no longer do so.

The atmosphere, formerly pink with methane, begins to turn blue. There still isn't much oxygen -- less than two percent of the atmosphere -- but the percentage keeps rising.

Planet Earth has irrevocably changed.

The sulfur-eating bacteria decline. The eukaryotes, on the other hand, begin to thrive again, and to evolve.

A mere 40 million years later, a new multi-cellular creature, Otavia, lives in great colonies offshore. Though it does not yet have spicules to form a skeleton, it already resembles a sponge.

Ahead of life lies a difficult road, but the billion years of stagnation has ended.


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