nevanna: ([SKU] freedom carries sacrifice)
Home, slept, fed and watered. Starting to catch up on comments from my awesome f'list.

Once again: you have until 9:00 AM EST on Tuesday, July 29 to donate. Please consider sponsoring the rest of Team Venture as well:

- [livejournal.com profile] shadesong, our fearless leader, who blogged for the Boston Area Rape Crisis Center.

- [livejournal.com profile] slipjig, who blogged for the American Cancer Society.

- [livejournal.com profile] wired_lizard, who blogged for Planned Parenthood.

- [livejournal.com profile] rafaela, who blogged for Planned Parenthood Mohawk Hudson.

- [livejournal.com profile] jennifer, who blogged for St. Jude's Children's Research Hospital.

- [livejournal.com profile] eustaciavye, who blogged for Vital Ground

- [livejournal.com profile] mllelaurel, who blogged for the Joslin Diabetes Center.

- [livejournal.com profile] figmentj, who blogged for the Texas Scottish Rite Hospital for Children.

- [livejournal.com profile] ewin, who blogged for the American Heart Assocation.

Thanks!
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It's over. Thank fuck!

See you next year. Team Venture out!

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nevanna: ([X-Men: Evolution] Irene and Rogue)
...possibly with lingering giddiness. I'd say that about half of us have been blogging from the same place all night, myself included. The rain stopped a couple of hours ago.

I'd like to take this opportunity to thank the rest of Team Venture for their company and support (especially 'song for hosting us and dealing so well with Neva's inevitable attack of self-doubt yesterday afternoon); the pit crew for cooking, fetching coffee and water, and providing hugs; all my lovely donors - Kate, [livejournal.com profile] sandoz_iscariot, [livejournal.com profile] pookit, [livejournal.com profile] lilacsigil, [livejournal.com profile] beccadg, [livejournal.com profile] wired_lizard, [livejournal.com profile] marmota; those who also gave me Things To Write; and everybody who provided online support. And, of course, the cats: Tor-Tor, Jack, and Max.

I've managed to raise $85. If you still want to donate, you have the next 48 hours to do so. That's until the morning of Tuesday, June 29.

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nevanna: ([SKU] freedom carries sacrifice)
So, why did I choose this charity?

To put it one way, the reasons can be found under the "Our Priorities" link on the AI web site. This orgnization raises awareness of, and campaigns against, torture and unfair treatment of prisoners, violence against women, and other human rights violations in the U.S. and abroad. They also pay particular attention to LGBT rights and disaster relief.

I have very vivid memories of standing next to my mother in the post office, watching her address an envelope to the... I want to say that it was the Chinese... government. It contained a letter urging them to release one of their political prisoners, and she told me that she was sending it on behalf of Amnesty International. I was about eight or ten; this was the first that I had heard of the organization, and while I like to think that I understood why my mom was trying to help someone in a foreign country, someone whom neither she nor I had ever met, I'm not entirely sure that I did. Now, over a decade later, I like to think that I understand a it bit more.

Some of these injustices hit fairly close to home for me, but a lot of them fall into the abstract category, the indicents that I hear about and murmur, "Isn't that awful? But what can I do?" It's true that one person can't do much, and it's a tragedy that we still need an organization like this at all. AI stands up for people who are being denied their homes and their personal freedoms; people whose own families or governments won't or can't do anything to help them. They are one of the groups - though thankfully not the only one - for which human injustice, no matter how close or how distant, is not abstract. And that is a perspective that I undeniably support.

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nevanna: ([Runaways] Gert facepalm)
People have been delivering "dramatic" readings of Laurell K. Hamilton in the other room. From what I'm overhearing, the knowledge that I used to read anything she's written - and even enjoy some of it - makes me feel vaguely dirty. And not in the good way.

I've been trying to write fic, but I think that my writerbrain has been dead for a while.

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nevanna: ([SKU] iRevolution)
We are all still alive and - as far as I can see - upright, although [livejournal.com profile] mllelaurel just staggered over to our couch and declared, "Gravity is not my friend."

[livejournal.com profile] feste_sylvian and [livejournal.com profile] marmota joined us a while back, for the last few hours. Hi, boys!

I am wearing one of [livejournal.com profile] shadesong's hats, a very stylish black thing that I sort of want to steal and take home with me. (I won't, though.)

I hear much giggling from the next room. Should go and investigate. INVESTIGATE!

...Turns out that tentacles are involved.

TWO HOURS TO GO.

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nevanna: ([SKU] a garden of black roses)
Poem thing, officially designating me as one of those fangirls. Scribbled this down in my notebook after I'd been in the Utena fandom for about a year, read it at Open Mic Night last month, and only then because my audience (one can only assume) had no idea what it was about. Wasn't quite crazy enough to share with people who might know, and probably never will be again.

But at least it's very much in keeping with the unofficial theme of my Blogathon.

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[livejournal.com profile] slipjig: "Help us, Obi-'song Kenobi - you're our only hope!"

...yeah.

Part of participating in Blogathon - and part of why I have, in the past, Utterly Failed at participating in NaNoWriMo, even during the Novembers when I wasn't in school - is that I have a hell of a time turning off my inner editor. If you know me, you know that my inner editor is very loud, very persistent, and very opinionated, and most of those opinions are negative. Slow down. Go back. You're doing it wrong. This line isn't perfect yet. You'll thank me for this later.

And since I am a chronic procrastinator and an even more chronic perfectionist, I want everything to be absolutely polished in one go, the thought of which intimidates the hell out of me, to the point where I forget that all projects have to exist in stages, and that there's a time and a place for my inner editor, and the first stage isn't it...

...except that during Blogathon, all stages are the first and all stages are the final and that makes my inner editor run around in circles like a headless chicken (a headless rubber chicken?) unless someone can grab her by the scruff of her neck and tell her to shut the hell up, for everyone's sake.

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nevanna: ([Doctor Who] My pleasure Mr. Smith)
We've passed the peppy stage, the frantic stage, the resolved stage, and the giddy stage, and are now waving weakly at each other from our respective couches, chairs, and floor spaces, and munching chocolate-covered espresso beans. (I tell you what: those babies kept me vertical during finals, and have not failed me now!)

For my part, I've finished all of my requested fic (unless someone badly wants to prompt me) and now must decide how I'm going to be spending the next four hours.

The sky is starting to get light, too. Just barely.

And people are singing soundbytes from Bon Jovi. And Poison. And the Bangles. And waving imaginary lighters.

...Okay, maybe not entirely un-giddy over here.

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nevanna: ([Torchwood] remember me)
"Presence of Mind." Doctor Who/Firefly. Pre-series in both cases. For [livejournal.com profile] beccadg, who asked for "Captain Jack Harkness and Inara, memories." Probably NSFW.

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I just heard thunder! Like, really close by! *tired but excited shudder*

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nevanna: ([Torchwood] remember me)
Second time this evening I've had to write about a character whose real name we don't actually know.

Yes, I realize that I could have set this during the period in Jack's history when he was actually calling himself Jack, but another idea grabbed me first, as these things do.

...The missing two years of Jack's life, as far as I know, were not mentioned at all after his introductory episodes... unless Rusty tied it all up in the S4 finale, which I still haven't seen, and honestly I sort of hope that he left it alone. Those few throwaway lines added an extra layer to this already alternately appealing and frustrating character... until, after everything he'd been through by Torchwood and the third season, they kinda didn't matter anymore in comparison. And yet, for a time, that one incidental bit of back story spawned a metric ton of (mostly very good) fanfic. Much of it involves telepathy (which I am all for). This one, however, does not.

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nevanna: ([SKU] we finally meet)
Last but not least of the main Shared World cast. This one is a bit shorter than the others, because a lot of details on these characters are either spoilery or To Be Figured Out Later. At least, unlike one of the other important denizens of this world, she actually has a name.

...Or, at least, a name that she calls herself. Not so long ago, the priestesses under her command called her "Mistress." They're all gone now. No more priestesses, no more followers, no more temple... that burned to the ground as a foolish girl tore herself loose from her bedraggled band, begging Thea to escape with them. All that's left are some very pissed-off and very hungry gods. Even her vizier has abandoned her, although, if her suspicions are correct, he turned against her long ago...

...The questions of when and why don't matter now. She's not sticking around long enough for her fanatical former servant - or the powers they once worshipped - to come after her again.

She's had minimal contact with the mortal world, but she plans to keep to herself anyway, to lose herself in a minor American city. And then another. And then another. She'll pass herself off as a student, a whore, a teller of fortunes, an ordinary girl making a fresh start; depending on what the people around her need and what she needs from them. Nobody here knows who she is. Nobody from her world could have followed her here, and nobody from theirs has, in a thousand generations, returned to tell the tale. It's not possible. Is it?

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nevanna: ([SKU] a garden of black roses)
"Shut The Door." Torchwood/Utena. Pre-"Everything Changes." For [livejournal.com profile] wired_lizard, who wanted me to give Suzie Costello the Black Rose treatment.

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nevanna: ([SKU] a garden of black roses)
Wow, this is one loooooong elevator ride. It's hard to shut Suzie up once she gets started.

Although I sort of wish that I could see the look on Mikage's face at various points in her monologue. You'll know which one in particular I mean when you read it. I hope.

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Five out of six main characters from Shared World, introduced as of... now!

Vikram Nishant is the other baby genius in this cast. He's one of Stephen's T.A.'s, around twenty-four years old, originally from India, and distinctive among the cast because he's the only one who never even tried to write off their supernatural experience as a dream. (Even Adrian floundered for a while. The two have kept in touch.) As a math and science geek with a usually ultra-rational - very Vulcan-like - outlook, he could have violently denied anything that didn't neatly fit with his carefully ordered view of reality, but he doesn't really believe in denial. It's not a scientist's job to say, "This isn't possible."

That doesn't mean that he has to think about it. The events of seven years ago are packed away in boxes, neatly labeled, and stored on shelves at the back of his mind. He's managed to successfully bury himself in his work by the time that Stephen comes flailing back into his life. Of course, Vikram recognizes his student immediately, realizes that Stephen's memories of the past are incomplete, and resolves to allow him a chance at a normal life, not having made the connection that the poor kid's life has never been normal, and is only about to get weirder.

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nevanna: ([X-Men: Evolution] Irene and Rogue)
The third shift began half an hour ago! Go, us! I'm still holding steady at $85.

Things I have learned from Blogathon so far, to be kept in mind for next year (assuming that I repeat this):
1. Past a certain point, everything makes a good band name.
2. Likewise, past a certain point, everything sounds like innuendo. (Of course, with this crowd, most things probably are.)
3. Pick a schtick. Stick with your schtick. A series of connected stories, a longer writing project, whatever. Make sure you have something to write about that doesn't depend so much on other people. If they want to chip in extra, then they can has request.
4. Get more than seven hours of sleep the night before.
5. Bring headphones. Just in case.

I have successfully contained Jayne, and must now figure out how to successfully elevator Suzie Costello. *wavy hands* When making my list of characters to put through this process, I don't usually think of the ones who are broken to begin with. It's like, where would I start? Suzie already lives in the darkest corners of her own psyche. She doesn't need Mikage to send her there.

Although - and this is possibly the sleep-dep talking - the idea of her in a Black Rose uniform is kinda hot.

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"In The Dust." Firefly-verse, post-Serenity. For Kate, who asked for future-fic featuring Jayne, with the flashbacks kept to a minimum.

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nevanna: (Neva)
[livejournal.com profile] wired_lizard is grooving to music in another room and gesturing with her coffee cup as she does so. She has her slash goggles 'round her neck (literally). [livejournal.com profile] mllelaurel is still next to me on the couch, although we've both shifted position several times in the process. [livejournal.com profile] eustaciavye and [livejournal.com profile] jennifer are sharing the other couch. The rest are out of earshot and eyeshot.

I've raised $85 so far, and finished all but two of my requested ficlets. Four out of the six of the main cast of Shared World have now gotten shoutouts. My writing is likely to become even more surreal as Saturday careens into Sunday.

I wasn't sure that I'd make it this far at all. If I was doing this alone, I know I wouldn't have.

Go, Team Venture!

Lasagna tiem nao.

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nevanna: ([SKU] a garden of black roses)
And more Shared World stuff:

Sarah Van Dale is actually quite an important character, and, at this point, the one about whom I know the least. (Actually, the main turning point of her story is one I can't share here 'cause of megaspoilers).

In a cast full of decidedly "special" people, Sadie is, perhaps, the most "ordinary." A born Rhode Islander, she was raised by a single workaholic father after her mom took off for parts unknown (no big mystery there that I know of, although you just wait for one to crop up in the sequel), and was very much a latchkey kid who learned the fine arts of defrosting and burglar-alarm-setting at an early age. Her junior high school years were no more of a nightmare than anyone else's. Something of a bookworm, she was never part of the "popular crowd," but she had enough friends that she didn't always have to go home alone after school. The summer that she was thirteen, she and her dad rented a house in a New England resort community for a week; it was the longest time they'd spent together since the divorce and the longest vacation he'd taken since before then. This was about as awkward as you'd expect. She loves her dad and knows he loves her, but it's not like they've ever had much to talk about.

Near the end of their R&R time, Sadie woke up from a nightmare gasping for breath as if someone had been trying to suffocate her in her sleep. She was perfectly fine once she'd calmed down, and would have had trouble articulating what her dream had even been about. The incident was quickly glossed over, as most important things between them have always been.

When Our Story Begins, Sadie - like Stephen - is twenty years old, and a sociology major (though not at Brown - I might just drop her at URI, honestly, although I know only marginally more about the uni that I am attending), and still living at home. She's generally sweet, gabby, a little bit flaky, but has no idea what to do with her degree or her life, and everyone seems to want her to be more certain than she actually is. The summer before her junior year, she meets the mysterious Thea (arguably the real central character and even more spoilery; I'll try to get to her later), whom she first assumes to be a fellow student, and whose "I am not of this world" schtick should be annoying but isn't. Even after that, it takes things a long time to get really interesting.

...hm. I actually know more about her than I thought, even if it's just back story.

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