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It is Ladystuck reveal day! I wrote three fics this year: my assignment, a pinch hit, and a treat. I will discuss each in a separate post.

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Work in Progress: It's hard being a graduate student, trying to write a thesis, create a revolutionary computer program, or prove the existence of dragons while living in a shitty apartment with your two girlfriends. It's hard, but at least your girlfriends understand. Porrim/Roxy/Latula. (1,275 words)

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This is a treat, written for [archiveofourown.org profile] scrunch in response to the prompt: Roxy/Latula/Porrim is my dark horse OT3, and so I'm semi-recycling a prompt I made from last year: wherein Roxy, Latula and Porrim live in a crappy apartment together and deal with the pros and cons of being in a polyamorous relationship. You can bring in as few or as many other characters as you wish (Kankri, for example, would probably be a hilariously offended fourth-wheel roommate) or include side-pairings -- as long as they don't upstage the main romance. Can be humanstuck or can be one of my favourite tropes, in which the trolls co-exist with humans on Earth with no explanation provided; either way, have fun with it!

I did have fun with it. *grin* I don't have all that much to say about this story, mostly because it was written very quickly without a lot of deep thought. I decided to run with the mixed troll-and-human society, had Roxy barge in the door of the shared apartment ranting about IT work, and discovered the rest of the setting as I typed. (I went back and fixed a few things once I'd reached the ending, of course, but even so.) I'm not sure how all three women met, nor what their families and friends think of their relationship, but I would not be at all averse to revisiting this trio and finding out.
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It is Ladystuck reveal day! I wrote three fics this year: my assignment, a pinch hit, and a treat. I will discuss each in a separate post.

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Of Stone and of Sky: As the sun plummeted toward the western mountains' waiting teeth, the jagged terrain of the badlands fell away, stone dropping in layers of gray, gold, ochre, down to a vast, barren plain. This was Hammerfall, the cursed place where the gods struck the earth to raise the Anvil. No rain fell. No rivers ran. No life grew. Even the vultures avoided this place, knowing in their bones that it was both holy and inimical. Here the gathered holds of the northwest quarter came, every twenty years, to call the rain. Here they brought life from death. Rose<>Terezi, Roxy<>Latula. (5,300 words)

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This is a pinch hit, written for chthonianCrocuta in response to the prompt: I attempted to prompt something in this vein during the HSWC, and to nobody's surprise it didn't get taken up: Pyropes, Lalondes and *dragons*. I do not mind how this is achieved, just that it gets done. Somehow. Someday. By someone. A few possibilities, largely high fantasy:

[list of examples I didn't use]

Anything else you can come up with would also be fantastic, and as usual you can do with the relationships as you will. This one is not for the faint of heart, but if you can pull it off I'll be overjoyed. No downer endings, please!


So, uh. Confession time. Way back in the day, like nearly twenty years ago, I had a dream that contained a high fantasy-type story. This is not unusual. I tend to dream in stories, and most of those stories have heavy science fiction and/or fantasy elements. What is somewhat unusual is that I attempted to use that dream as the seed of a secondary world, which I named Kerr. Along the way, I completely lost the original characters and plot, to the point where I had to relocate them into an entirely different secondary world. (That would be Ashes, for any who might be interested.) And Kerr itself was... well, I was thirteen. It was very derivative of Tolkien and his less talented imitators, not to mention a hell of a lot of Dragonlance. The cultures were Frankenstein mish-mashes of badly regurgitated elements of Earthly cultures that I thought were cool; the geography and climatology made no sense; and the time scale of world history was ridiculously implausible.

I did realize those problems a few years later, at which point I redrew some of my maps, threw out a bunch of my old files, and extensively reworked the rest.

What I kept, mostly, was the dragons. I really like the dragons. And in particular, I like the dragons of west-central Sarala, the high, barren, desert plateau and badland region known as the Anvil, which is one of the few places in the world where humans and dragons have not simply learned to live and let live, but have actively formed an integrated society. Of course, nothing is ever entirely sweetness and light -- that newly integrated people spent the next three hundred years, give or take, conquering large swathes of the outer world. Imagine Genghis Khan, only with an air force instead of horses. Oh, and the airplanes are sentient. And don't like you. *evil grin*

Anyway, the upshot of all this is that when I saw a prompt with dragons, Lalondes, and Pyropes, I just leapt at the pinch hit. The kin structures and loyalty conflicts of the Anvil were an obvious connection to the Lalondes' already troubled family ties, the general danger and violence of that culture were an easy match to the equally dangerous Homestuck characters, and frankly, I could not resist the chance to get some use out of my ancient world-building. I have dreamed of these dragons for years. Now I have written them for the first time. Hopefully, it will not also be the last.

This story didn't flow as easily as "Raiders of the Deep Caverns," but I knew from the start what incidents I wanted to center it around -- the raincalling, the chance of breaking down barriers between holds and recreating an alliance like the one that led to the old empire -- and from there it was just a matter of finding the right words and images to convey the story. I also edited it heavily after throwing up the first draft to meet the posting deadline, because I needed to include other members of Dry Falls Hold to show that Rose had ties to her new home as well as her old, to make the setting feel a bit more lived-in and functional, and to stick Dave and Aradia into Roxy's POV section to show that she wasn't isolated either. The language is a bit more formal and... not flowery, exactly; maybe poetic? Anyway, not quite my usual narrative voice. But it fits the sense of ritual that weaves all through the fic; I don't think the story would work as well without it.

FYI, the working title of this fic was "Dragons!!!" The initial posting title was "Raincalling." The first was unusable for obvious reasons. The second one I changed because I wanted to emphasize the desert and dragons aspect a bit more, and because the characters' conception of themselves as those who defy the gods is vital to their eventual choice to attempt to change the pattern their culture has fallen into since the Empire's collapse.
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It is Ladystuck reveal day! I wrote three fics this year: my assignment, a pinch hit, and a treat. I will discuss each in a separate post.

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Raiders of the Deep Caverns: Wherein Aradia Megido, intrepid explorer and amateur archaeologist, discovers an abandoned brooding cavern complex and invites her hatefriends Terezi Pyrope and Vriska Serket to assist in the exploration of its wild and dangerous depths. Featuring six pesterlogs, three dialogue-only passages, four third-person limited POV sections, a brief beach interlude, a tenuous framing device, and worldbuilding that flies right over the various protagonists' heads and horns. (6,300 words)

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This is my assignment, written for [archiveofourown.org profile] lyricalIcarus in response to the prompt: Scourge Sisters! I wonder about their friendship with Aradia because they are all badasses. Which is self-evidently true, so I wanted to write a story that showcased them being badass. I also wanted to write about them being friends, which is why I avoided writing about a Flarp match.

This is a very, hmm, structured story, for lack of a better word. There's a defined rhythm to the order and type of scenes -- traditional narrative from one character's POV, three conversations (whether chatlog or traditional dialogue), narrative passage, three conversations, narrative passage, three conversations, narrative passage. That wasn't intentional at the outset. I jumped straight into writing the first chatlog, between Aradia and Terezi, backtracked to write the opening scene with Aradia and the waterfall, decided I should write two more chatlogs to show the other pair interactions, and somewhere in the process of the Terezi-Vriska or Vriska-Aradia chatlogs, the structure appeared full-blown in my mind. Then it was just a question of writing very fast, and trying to make sure the dialogue-only passages were clear, both in the sense of who was saying which lines, and the more general sense of setting and action.

Overall, this was a very fun story to write, and I hope it's enjoyable to read. *grin*
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These works are from page 8 of the Ladystuck 2013 archive, as sorted chronologically. I meant to finish page 7 as well, but I got a bit distracted by other things, whoops. [ETA: Now with creator names attached!]

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Ladystuck 2013 rec list, part 2
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WRITING - 5 fics )

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ART

1. i will never look away: Artwork for Homestuck Ladyfest 2013. Calliope/Roxy. (by schellibie)

To quote the prompt: 'shy, tall, calliopes and confident, small, roxys just warm my heart when they're together'

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Hmm. Possibly I should write up my reveal day posts? Yes, I think I will go do that.
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It's a bit frustrating to have an archive expand on you while you're trying to read through it. By which I mean there are now 200 Ladystuck works rather than 196. The Treats archive has also expanded, but I expected that to happen which is why I planned to leave it until after I worked through the main archive. I guess some people have been posting additional works in the main archive rather than the Treats archive for whatever reason, which... I mean, they do qualify by length, but that sort of extra gift is precisely what the Treats archive is for, so...

Well, mostly I'm just annoyed because if even one more work is posted to the main archive, it will muck up the pagination of my rec lists, which is a very silly reason to be annoyed, all things considered, so I will shush now. *wry*

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In other news, today I bought postage stamps, deposited a check (my semiannual dividends from Vanguard, which I never include in my budgeting and therefore form my emergency 'oh shit how do I pay for this???' fund), discovered that Thayer Appliance does not carry the type of range drip pan I need, was told that County Wide Appliance Service (which has the simultaneously most minimal and terrible website I've seen in a good long while) might have what I'm looking for, acquired Eric Rutkow's American Canopy: Trees, Forests, and the Making of a Nation from the public library, bought more vodka since I'd run out last week, and finished reading G. R. Elton's Policy and Police: The Enforcement of the Reformation in the Age of Thomas Cromwell which is slightly overdue to Olin Library and which I plan to return on Friday. Also I made stir fry, because food is necessary to life.

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I claimed a slow-cooker recipe collection as one of my free magazines from work this week -- every smoke shop employee is allowed to claim six of the to-be-returned magazines per week -- in anticipation of getting a crockpot for my birthday. Frankly, that cannot arrive too soon. I get so tired of standing over a stove keeping an eye on food, and the delay between deciding, "Oh, hey, I should do something about dinner" and actually getting to eat is incredibly frustrating... which is why tonight I actually ate a frozen Stouffer's dinner before I cooked. *wry* The stir fry is currently in my freezer waiting to be thawed in four or five days, depending on whether I bring home takeout between now and then to supplement the three baked chicken thighs (plus beans & onions, because yay vegetables?) that I cooked on Friday and moved into the fridge to thaw tonight. Leftovers are my friends.

(Saturday dinner will be pizza at the grocery store, since bus schedules mean I always have twenty-five minutes to kill between arriving and starting to shop.)
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These works are from pages 9 & 10 of the Ladystuck 2013 archive, as sorted chronologically. I will try to get another post for the next two or three pages up by Friday evening, and will plow duly onward until I finish, even after authors are revealed. I am not posting AO3 warnings and tags; you will have to read them in the header information of the works themselves and decide whether to scroll down from there. [ETA: Now with creator names attached!]

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Ladystuck 2013 rec list, part 1
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WRITING - 8 fics )

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ART - 6 works )

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And now to bed, since I have a lot of errands to run in the morning. :-)
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The thing about the Ladystuck archive is it has 196 works. Which is awesome, don't get me wrong! But I have decided that I should read (or view) all of them, because yay female-centric works in a fandom I love! Then I intend to comment on all of them, because people put a lot of effort into these words and art and it sucks not to get feedback in a gift exchange.

I have previously commented on my own two gifts, plus one other random fic. I don't have to comment on my own works, for obvious reasons. That leaves 191 works. Tonight I got through eight.

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This is going to take a while.

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The reason I am running a couple days behind on my Ladystuck project is that Mom visited this weekend. She arrived Saturday evening, whereupon we went grocery shopping and then cooked our own dinner: salmon, rice-a-roni, broccoli, and green salad. On Sunday morning we went to church, and at 4pm we returned to my church for the Finger Lakes Chamber Ensemble concert that was the ostensible reason for the visit. The program was Ernö Dohnányi's Serenade in C for String Trio, Op. 10; Paul Schoenfield's Trio for Clarinet, Violin, and Piano (which is massively dissonant, but in a good way? and clearly inspired by klezmer music; also, I have mad respect for the clarinetist, because that must be a doozy to play; my lips were getting sore in sympathy by the fourth movement); and Johannes Brahms's Piano Quartet in C minor, Op. 60 (popularly known as the Werther Quartet).

Between church and concert, Mom decided to clean my oven. I vacuumed my floors so as not to feel useless while she worked; then we went to Agway and Home Depot in search of a new range fan filter and new range drip pans. This was something of an exercise in futility, since it turns out all modern stoves are made with drip bowls, not dead-flat metal pans; I will have to go to a specialty appliance store to have any hope of finding parts for my ancient stove. *sigh*

Sunday night we ate at the Boatyard Grill, which I believe does not much predate my arrival in Ithaca back in 2000. It was all right back then, but it has definitely improved over the years. :-)

On Monday we had breakfast at the Lincoln Street Diner, which is just a couple blocks from my house, after which Mom headed back to NJ and I went to work.

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And now to bed.
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The Ladystuck 2013 and Ladystuck Treats archives are open!

I got two gifts -- one fic and one picture, interestingly in response to the same prompt -- and they are both glorious.

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First, the picture:

Cat Up a Tr33: Terezi and Nepeta have adventures in the forest. (High resolution version)

This is beautiful and dreamlike, with sort of ghostly sketch lines and an impressionistic treatment of background textures and colors. Nepeta's body language is pitch-perfect feline, and despite the blood -- these girls play hard -- there is a sense of camaraderie.

Go heap praises upon the artist!

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Second, the fic:

I See A Wasp With Her Wings Outstretched: You know you can't keep her here furrever. But you've never heard a live troll talking before. (4,050 words)

The author says this started out as "Five Times Nepeta Decided Not To Eat Terezi." That's not quite where it ended up, but that should give you an idea of their first meeting; that they finish as possibly each other's best friend, doing their best to be there for each other within the limits of Alternian culture, is amazing, beautiful, and in the final scene, painfully perfect.

Go heap praises upon the writer, too!
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I made extensive edits to my Ladystuck pinch hit (by which I mean I actively added a bunch of other characters and dialogue, and smoothed the most awkward, spiky, wtf-this-has-no-foreshadowing bits of the world-building, for a net gain of nearly a thousand words), chose a slightly differen paragraph for the summary, and picked a new title. This is the third title the story has had -- the first was a deliberately ridiculous working title, the second was a blunt description of the plot excuse on which I have hung the character stuff, and the third is... kind of pretentious, I guess, but at least less awkward than the other attempts.

I am now debating whether I want to try writing a couple treats -- little things, more overgrown drabbles than proper fics -- or whether I should go to bed. I think I will at least look over the request list (also available in a sortable form, courtesy of inklesspen!) to see if anything speaks to me. But I make no guarantees.

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Oh, for anyone who might have been worried: yes, there is flooding in Ithaca right now. Ice jams in Cascadilla and Fall Creek have been backing up storm sewers in Northside and Fall Creek neighborhoods, which floods basements, which kills furnaces. Thus far, my street(s) have been safe, and there are extensive efforts underway to break up the worst of the ice jams before fragmented ice from upstream comes floating down to make everything worse. Hopefully my house will continue unaffected. *crosses fingers*

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ETA, 1:30am Wrote one treat, going to bed. :-)
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I hate deadlines.

Nevertheless, a rough draft of my Ladystuck pinch hit is now complete and posted to the archive, and I will edit the (inevitable) mountain of mistakes, omissions, and general wtf-was-I-thinking passages tomorrow.

For now? Bed. Because while I slept a good nine hours last night, I was still operating on zombie mode all through my shift at the smoke shop, and I'm pretty sure if I am similarly zoned out on Friday, Boss Lady will be seriously pissed off. Bleh, jobs.

(On the bright side, my assignment and pinch hit alone have kicked me over 10,000 words for January -- that being the per-month minimum needed to write 120,000 words a year. I try to take pleasure where I can. *grin*)

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