Oct. 23rd, 2011

bedlamsbard: natasha romanoff from the black widow prelude comic (dreams of electric sheep)
So I have apparently started writing mid-series BSG fic, as long as "fic" still continues to definie single pairing fluff with the occasional angst because, well, it's Helo and Sharon, who still manage to be the most functional couple on Galactica despite the fact that Expandare these even spoilers anymore (through 3x12,  ) And yet, still the most functional couple! I mean, just try imagining Starbuck/Apollo fluff.

Mostly I'm just glad I'm writing again (and I really do not expect to write anything besides fluff, because BSG doesn't leave open the gaps I usually exploit and I'm just really curious to see if I can actually finish out the series this time through). On the other hand I'm writing things that have lines like "This is the sort of thing that only happens in bad novels and to Karl Agathon," so that oughta about sum up the general tenor of my fic brain right now.

(Baaaaaaackstory. I haz it. Some of it comes from Caprica (the show, not the character or the locale), and does a quiet name-related leap to make both Helo and the Adama family of Tauron extraction, since Agathon and Adama are both Greek names and I actually really loved Caprica. And you know it's just not a Bedlamsbard story if it doesn't have some kind of weird backstory and a fuckton of classical references.)

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More classical stuff: last night I went to see the Assemblywomen, put on by the Tulane Department of Theatre and Dance, and it was fun and enjoyable and more raunchy that I'd expected. (On the other hand, it's a satire play, I should have seen that coming.)

Also yesterday was Homecoming, so campus was crawling with parents and alumni. *shudders* I kind of wanted to go to the game, since this is my senior year and I've never been to either a Tulane football game or to Homecoming, but...I don't like crowds, I don't like football, and I don't particularly like Tulane right now, so I didn't go and I was probably much happier for it.

I should probably actually consider doing homework today, since I didn't do any yesterday.

Also, perhaps unnecessary info, my period finally showed up, only six days late. Well, finally.
bedlamsbard: natasha romanoff from the black widow prelude comic (bring it starbuck (scifi-tv-addict))
My current WIP is so much crack and I LOVE IT. I am having so much fun writing it, seriously. I have not had so much fun with a piece in a while. And it is crack! It is...actually not that cracky, since no one's a penguin or a girl scout cookie or was turned into an animal, but still.

This pretty much sums it up:
I didn’t recognize her,” Helo says. “But she kissed me.”

Starbuck ponders this for a moment. “Understandable under the circumstances. Then what?”

“Then Sharon came in.”

“Frak.”

“It was all right,” Helo allows. “She could tell that it wasn’t my idea. Then Eirene started screaming Cylon –”

“She would.”

“It was all right,” he repeats. “Dee and I explained – and can you really blame Eirene when a Cylon comes up to you and starts telling you to get the hell away from her husband?”

Kara’s mouth quirks. “Okay, point taken. So how does the rest of this soap opera go? As Galactica Turns? You’ve already done the thing where you fall in love with someone’s identical twin – well, sort of. And she had a nefarious plan.”

Helo rolls his eyes. “Ha frakking ha.”

“Would you describe yourselves as star-crossed?”

“Control yourself for a couple of minutes, Starbuck,” Helo says. “This is serious.”

(Story premise: Helo's ex-wife survived the attack on the Colonies. Shenanigans ensue.)

Also. Have I mentioned that this is 3K and rising fast? Because...yeah. It is.
bedlamsbard: natasha romanoff from the black widow prelude comic (no one is as stupid as you (girlyb_icons)
Well. It looks like I'll be able to make whatever the fuck I want for Thanskgiving dinner because I'm going to be the only one here. On the other hand, ticket prices dropped for that week from what they were the last time I looked, although it's probably still not low enough to (a) convince my mom to come to New Orleans or (b) convince my mom to let me come home.

I don't know, this will probably be good for me. I can get the experience of what it's like living on my own for a couple of days. Right now I'm just going, "Wow. That's really depressing."

It'll still probably be better than the time I basically just hibernated in my dorm room for four days; I literally did not leave the building (the dining hall closes over break and I was a freshman, I didn't know anything).

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