Writing!

Well! Two short fics of mine have gone up at the Astronomy Tower and both of them have something to do with ickle johnwalton, if tangentially.

When I went down to DC over Memorial Day weekend to visit my friend Peter, we went out clubbing in Dupont Circle, and I saw a boy who was obviously on ecstasy dancing like a maniac. On the train back to NYC, as I was listening to Led Zeppelin and beta-ing Keepers Secrets, the fic sprang into my head. I needed a POV character, so I drafted John (who opted for blond hair). Peter is in it too—he explains it all, just like he does in RL.

The second fic is a Percy/Oliver that I began as a penance for a truly dreadful cookie I posted on SCUSA a long time ago. Lesson learned: if you write something minimalist and people don't get it, don't add explanation. You'll just ruin the balance. I am happy to say that the new fic is significantly better, and includes cute adopted children named after literary figures!

Anyway, both of these can be found here: In the Club and Coming Home, Now. Yay!

Yes, I know. Chapter 7 of Eight Ways from Sundayshould be up soon. Cross your fingers.

In other news, I am totally addicted to the New Wave Music Choice channel. All those with digital cable must listen! They played Aztec Camera earlier! And "Wouldn't It Be Good"! Last night they played the Eurogliders! Seriously, I am 13 again, in my bedroom with the atrocious red plush carpet, watching the very early days of MTV. You bet I'm an X-er!

On being a shipper

Before I get into the heart of this, let me say that yes, I am reading something with a pairing I wouldn't ordinarily read, that being Luna's This Present Darkness. It's Hermione/Severus. I don't like cross-gen; I don't like teacher/student; I don't like Severus. Clearly Luna has a bit of an uphill to go with me. Of course, she is succeeding admirably. Still, I can understand why she was complaining so much about Sev skulking around her house; I wouldn't want him, either. (Seamus is bad enough. He hogs closet space and never shakes the soy milk.) Though why she wants to replace him with Draco is beyond me—when she betas EWFS, all she does is poke him.

The other night kissaki called me a rabid Seamus/Dean shipper. I hadn't really thought about it, but I suppose it's true. I am loyal to the ship and I would love for it to be more popular, if only so I would have more fics to read. K&G makes me very happy indeed; it's like a little community over there. Miss Cora, our esteemed captain, is starting an archive so the stories will have a home. (Note to self: send Lix an email, already!) They're sweet without being annoying. They're really sexy. They make so much sense, and they make me very happy indeed.

I suppose that my passion comes from "always the bridesmaid, never the bride." S/D are in the background of tons of fics, especially ones centered on H/D, but they are rarely front and center. I'm not even sure they're that central to EWFS. You would be not far off in saying, well, there isn't much drama to them. I like that they're not the center of everything; it makes it more interesting. A way to see how it looks from the outside, which is what Miss Cora is doing. (I always did love Nick Carroway.)

(Or maybe, being of mixed parentage myself, I identify with Seamus. He's my representative tragic mulatto.)

Which is probably why I was so excited over nocturne_alley; we hardly ever get our moment in the sun, but we got action before they did. Yeah, it's strictly B-plot, but I don't care.

By the way, I've had this picture in my mind of Seamus with a mop top (like the Beatles c. 1965) in a black turtleneck. Very, very mod. Well, I finally tracked down that image. My mental picture of Seamus is Neil Finn in the "One Step Ahead" video. (If I could find a video still from it, I'd link you. heidi8?) Anyway, figuring it out made me feel better.