Oh my god.

Aug. 19th, 2010 08:47 pm
moiread: (zomg! • kate m.)
One of my RP characters just got to explain Rule 34 of the internet to Captain America. I don't know if I can ever top this.

CDJ.

Aug. 11th, 2009 03:23 am
moiread: (chin in hand • kate h.)
I don't think I've ever linked it off here before, but since I know some of you like to follow my RP stuff, I realized I probably should. So. If you go over to [livejournal.com profile] terpsichory, you will find what we refer to as a "CDJ" (Character Development Journal). I post my apps in progress there, talk about game stuff, link to tidbits I had fun doing with my friends, participate in RP-specific memes, etc, etc. So there you go.
moiread: (facepalm • cate b.)
Rose ([livejournal.com profile] unintendedmuse): "I wish I had an icon of Naomi Watts and Clive Owen in the elevator scene from The International."
Me: "Nobody's iconned that movie yet?"
Rose: "Nope."
Me: "Huh. Okay then."

Making the icon. )

This is what I do for fun, guys. I HAVE NO LIFE.
moiread: (are you serious? • kate m.)
Uuuugh, this. So very very this. And though my experiences with it are coming mostly from an RP background, it still appears to be very much the same animal.

Every time I hear someone I know talking about how they're being pestered by a character who won't shut up, who is bothering them all the time and keeping them awake at nights, it makes my skin crawl, because either they're way too into hyperbolic metaphor or they're schizophrenic. And every time I hear someone talk about how they just can't write because they don't have the muse today, or that they can't keep writing a particular thing anymore because the muse left, and they seem to really think that their ability to write is covered by such mysterious whims, I start scrambling away so fast I practically eat my own knees. I think it's crazy, I don't understand it, and above all else I believe with every fiber of my being that it is grossly in error.

Take responsibility for your work! Own it, both good and bad! There is a difference between A) non-real people you can't turn off and B) great ideas you desperately want to get down on paper before you sleep them away. There is a difference between 1) losing interest in an idea, or losing cohesion between ideas, and 2) being left behind by a spiritual essence. I know it's much easier to let down a friend who was hoping to write with you* by blaming it on "the muse" than to just say you've lost interest and would rather try some other, newer ideas, but grow a pair of balls already. Maybe if we were all a little more literal and honest about these things, the world of RP would be less of a shitbucket.

I think the worst part of it is the times when I get to talking to my RP friends and catch myself saying the same things. It's never what I really mean, but it's how everyone else around me is talking, and it's a seductive way of thinking about things, and... And then I realize what words just came out of my mouth and I want to outright slap myself. Because good lord, what the fuck?

* Don't even get me started on the entitlement inherent in this. And it's such a common attitude, too. I used to subscribe to it myself, and then I took a year off and got sane. Now it drives me up the wall. Don't hate me because I stopped writing my characters. Don't hate me because we cooked up ideas and then nothing came of them. I promise I will never, ever hate you for anything so ridiculous. So I spent a week cooking up a character and putting it down on paper! So what! I don't resent it! This is what I love to do. I am happy to do it. And if it's "wasted work", it was at least work that I went into with hope and enthusiasm, which is never truly a waste. And I can always use it somewhere else someday.
moiread: (exasperated • alicia w.)
I do not understand this obsessive need to create gay slash pairings out of random male characters in every single goddamn fandom. Stop it with the incest. Stop it with perverting every single male friendship into a torrid sexual escapade. I am all for dudes fucking each other, really I am, but they are capable of being friends without having to cram their tongues down each others' throats. Really, it happens all the time. I promise. And siblings really, truly do not have the hots for each other 99.999% of the time. Honest.

It would bother me less if it meant I could go anywhere near fan territory without being bombarded by this stuff. As it is, I basically avoid discussing any show or book series I enjoy outside of my friends, avoid most fandom RP games like the plague, and would not read the average forum even if you paid me. Total separation is apparently the only way to avoid the stupid.

(This rant is brought to you by the letters W, T, and F, several years spent dodging Wincest slash, and the recent fandom obsession with New!Trek Kirk/McCoy.)
moiread: (suit up • boa k.)
Same as the other day! Quick soundtrack pimp in case anyone's interested.


(Note for anyone who knew the version of Max, then called Maxi, from Evo back in the day: This is not quite the girl you knew. This one is an older, revamped version where her attitude actually came from somewhere, mostly because the old version's life was boring and I was going through the darker end of my "exorcise your demons through your writing" phase. You may find that you enjoy the soundtrack anyway.)
moiread: (comfortable • emilie d.)
A quick pimp in case anyone from over here is interested. It is, after all, free music.

moiread: (facepalm! • julia s.)
This whole 'soundtrack mixes for my characters' thing has bitten me like a virulent bug. To give you some idea of what I mean, I present to you the following photo:



It's a print-out of this that I blew up to a larger size and drew on. Next I'm going to trace that Anna-shaped lineart onto a new sheet of paper, and tomorrow I'm going to scan the result at my parents' and make a giant Photoshop brush out of it. Then I'm going to use my giant drawing-of-Anna brush in the cover art.

See what I mean? Virulent bug.
moiread: (makeouts • julie m.)
I do not have the patience to arrange Anna's 34-track mix into an aurally pleasing order -- I nearly went insane trying to do that for Chavi's mix, which had the same number of tracks -- so therefore I have decided to ask for volunteers! If you want to spend time dicking around with pretty songs about angels and hurt and a simple life and all that jazz, please comment here! I will happily send you the zip and you can go to town. I've been debating whether I should intermix all 34 or divide them up into sections (Anna, Anna/Castiel, Anna/Dean) and then arrange each section, so it's totally up to you which one you would prefer to do. Just in case it's the latter, I have included a text file with which songs belong in which section.

PLEASE HELP ME? :D
moiread: (music • guitar.)
Does anyone happen to have a copy of Calexico's "Sunken Waltz"? If not, are any of you willing to acquire it, seeing as how I have no iTunes and can't torrent? I'm trying to get my hands on it for a personal project. Thanks in advance!

PS: Nat ([livejournal.com profile] b8g8) made me put up Chavi's soundtrack again and do cover art for it. I'm really quite pleased with the way it turned out and the songs are fun, so feel free to go take a look. It's also up here in a locked entry at [livejournal.com profile] fanmix.
moiread: (worried • julie m.)
Contains spoilers. )

I am going to stop rambling now and go get a scone, but I'm sure if one of you comments with squee of your own, I'll start up again and we can squee together.
moiread: (work • post-it notes.)
Vaccuum.
Organize bookshelves.
• Remove top brace from storage shelf to make better use of top row, then organize tabletop gaming supplies.
• Wash mugs and glasses.
• Organize clothes into new storage drawers.
• Make more buttermilk banana bread. (No chocolate chips, by Kevin's request.)
Make more buttermilk berry muffins. (By popular request.)
Make some cheddar-herb-jalapeno scones*.
Catch up on yesterday's shows (Life, Lie to Me, CM).
Watch Marley & Me and Inkheart.
Talk to Rose about ~agentsof.
Make plans to see Watchmen.

* I want to figure out the proportions so I can make them again on Saturday for gaming.
moiread: (work • paperclips.)
Get groceries. $10 under budget! BOOYEAH.
Waste time watching adorable kitten videos on YouTube. Omg.
Decide what I'm doing about HB!Jo.
• Watch Slumdog Millionaire.
EAT FOOD. Because I ate less than one meal yesterday and that was bad.
• Organize laundry.
Update whiteboard. Now it's full of stuff again!
• Tag BB.
Transfer e-books to the tablet.
Dive into "The Graveyard Book", now that I finally have a copy.
moiread: (mischief • kate n.)
(Paraphrased and posted with permission.)

Friend: "So I'm writing out this idea I had and I've got a question for you."
Me: "Fire away!"
Friend: "If you were in a club and this incredibly gorgeous guy approached you, smiled in just the right way, pulled you close, kissed you... And this was a REAL kiss, a MEGA kiss, slow and sensual, the way all the best spontaneous kisses should be... And there was this wonderful spicy taste mixed with gin... And then he left you. Would that be hot or not?"
Me: "Uhhh."
Friend: "Yes?"
Me: "Honestly? I'd have kneed him in the crotch way before it ever got to the point where I was tasting the individual notes on his saliva and trying to decide if they were sexy or not."
Friend: "DAMMIT."

Clearly I am unqualified to be the heroine of a steamy romance novel. :(

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