maelipstick

The reason I haven't been here is for the last six months is I have been mundane. Just trust I like you all too much to subject you to posts in which I bitch about my flat no longer being watertight or my minor successes in cooking things without causing an e.coli epidemic.

( Creative writing 101 or how I wrote fanfic without noticing it )

I wonder if there is a layer of my unconscious that doesn't contain fanfic muses.

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I was just wondering if this was the biggest tosser on the internet right now.

( cut for rage )

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I have just returned from the bastard island spawn of Tír na nÓg and Craggy Island.

Do you ever dream of mountains? Do you ever dream of jagged sea ports with rough volcanic shards rising above them? I think this might prove I read far, far too much Tolkien at an impressionable age but I cannot quite shake the feeling I had been living in a peculiar dream for the last seven days.

( In the lands of the North, where the Black Rocks stand guard against the cold sea, in the dark night that is very long the Men of the Northlands sit by their great log fires and they tell a tale... )

I don't like this:

http://www.guardian.co.uk/science/2011/mar/27/the-science-of-empathy

I really don't like this. I'm pretty sure he's not actually saying "having BPD makes you just like the nazis". I'm fairly sure his point isn't really "surviving childhood abuse hard-wires you into becoming a zombie kitten killer."

( Do I have to go here on a lazy sunday morning? Do I really have to go there? )

This is also at dreamwidth here For some reason DW is not playing the crosspost game.

Anyhow, I did that knock-over chair, give yourself a paper cut and bleed copiously over presentation job interview thing yesterday and now seem to be in a position of minor authority.

I hate authority.

The team was pleased anyway. Which means they will probably guillotine me in two months' time.

No fannishness. Boo.

Is anyone else really having trouble with Spam on LJ? As in 2-3 spamminations a day? Any ideas of what to do about it?

Heh Rebel Girl

green made a video to Rebel Girl! Little angry teenage Lipstick came out and raged and jumped around the room in a manner that nearly put her thirty-something host body's knees out.

I was happy in a very angry kind of way.

Which was timely and apt in all ways because prior to that I was busy being weirded out at the return of the Lipstick Death Cult Girl.

( That class of 93' reunion in full )


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So I found a Georgie wig. It did terrible things for my intellect and moral character.

In my defence I was meant to go to a burlesque night - but it sold out. So I improvised :S

Picspam.

( What; good looking, lovely wig perched on top of her head like an exceptionally attractive loaf of bread? )


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I don't do redbull. I remember now all the reasons I don't do redbull. I especially don't do evil, foul, toxic, additive laden energy drinks mixed with alcoholic beverages.

Oh God...I think there was a wig. And possibly a can-can.

Happy New Year Everyone!


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So in the snow I've done about the most indulgent thing a fan fic writer could ever do. I've interviewed my muses.

It's a nice jizzy pile of self wankage, and it takes the place of story notes to Railway Lands, because I just sounded silly doing that. These little buggers have been living in my head for the last three months, so I really thought I finally had to hear what they had to say for themselves.

Draco: We've invented a new potion - the psychobabbling beverage!

Lipz: Railwaylands - commentary by muses and writer, all the usual warnings for references to drugs, psychiatric dysfunction, boysexing etc. Chapters 1-4.

( On authentic experience, getting naked in the West End, and ketchup in the blood )


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