three totally unconnected things
Jun. 6th, 2005 09:39 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
edenfalling1. Hair
Yesterday was stinking hot -- had to be at least 80 degrees, and disgustingly humid -- and I finally had it with long hair. So I whacked it off, packaged it for donation to Locks of Love (they make wigs for kids going through cancer treatmet), and dropped by a hairdresser to get the ends tidied up. That means I lost 11 inches to the ponytail, and another inch or so to the clean-up.
My hair doesn't even reach my chin now.
It's a very weird feeling, and I think the loss of weight, and consequent loss of neck strain, may have contributed to my weirdly bouncy mood All Day Long. I found myself doing impressions in front of the bathroom mirror, which is generally something that only happens when I'm either massively sleep deprived or way too hopped up on caffeine.
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2. Fanfiction
I put chapters 1-3 of "The Way of the Apartment Manager" up on ff.net on Saturday, and have received several nice reviews for it. Since it's a pre-canon story, and focused on an original character, I was worried about how people would react.
(Not that I have any real worries about my characterization of Yukiko, but people do tend to read fanfiction to get more of their favorite characters, so even well-written OCs are always a risk.)
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3. Please Excuse Me While I Go Have a Moment of Quasi-Religious Ecstasy
The public library isn't open on Sundays during the summer. So I went to the mall instead. And stopped in at Borders while waiting for the bus. And happened to see the novelization of Revenge of the Sith.
And it was written by Matthew Stover.
Okay. You have to realize that Matthew Stover is one of my favorite authors. I bought his book, Heroes Die, several years ago because I was bored on vacation. It looked like a standard action/adventure slash-em-up. And it was... but it was so much more besides. He can write fights. He can write wrenching emotions. He can write deep philosophical quandaries. He can write ordinary people and legendary figures and people who are both at once. He can write dark and light and the knife-edge between and make you believe.
You understand, of course, that I HAD to buy this novelization.
...
It was everything the movie could have been, everything it should have been and wasn't quite. It doesn't match exactly -- he was working off the screenplay, not the finished film -- but Stover fills in the edges, brings all the depth of emotion and anguish and war that should have been in the film.
I am glad I saw the movie first, because it filled in the visual bits so I could better see what Stover wrote about, but I left the movie thinking, "That was pretty cool."
I closed the book thinking, "Oh. My. Fucking. God."
Because it was just that good. No. It was better than that. It was amazing.
Read it. I promise you won't be disappointed.
(Oh. And he actually uses Padme to good effect as a character, doing political maneuvering, instead of just treating her as decoration. For that alone, I love him. And hey, you thought the movie had blatant slashy subtext? You ain't seen nothing yet... *evil grin*)
Yesterday was stinking hot -- had to be at least 80 degrees, and disgustingly humid -- and I finally had it with long hair. So I whacked it off, packaged it for donation to Locks of Love (they make wigs for kids going through cancer treatmet), and dropped by a hairdresser to get the ends tidied up. That means I lost 11 inches to the ponytail, and another inch or so to the clean-up.
My hair doesn't even reach my chin now.
It's a very weird feeling, and I think the loss of weight, and consequent loss of neck strain, may have contributed to my weirdly bouncy mood All Day Long. I found myself doing impressions in front of the bathroom mirror, which is generally something that only happens when I'm either massively sleep deprived or way too hopped up on caffeine.
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2. Fanfiction
I put chapters 1-3 of "The Way of the Apartment Manager" up on ff.net on Saturday, and have received several nice reviews for it. Since it's a pre-canon story, and focused on an original character, I was worried about how people would react.
(Not that I have any real worries about my characterization of Yukiko, but people do tend to read fanfiction to get more of their favorite characters, so even well-written OCs are always a risk.)
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3. Please Excuse Me While I Go Have a Moment of Quasi-Religious Ecstasy
The public library isn't open on Sundays during the summer. So I went to the mall instead. And stopped in at Borders while waiting for the bus. And happened to see the novelization of Revenge of the Sith.
And it was written by Matthew Stover.
Okay. You have to realize that Matthew Stover is one of my favorite authors. I bought his book, Heroes Die, several years ago because I was bored on vacation. It looked like a standard action/adventure slash-em-up. And it was... but it was so much more besides. He can write fights. He can write wrenching emotions. He can write deep philosophical quandaries. He can write ordinary people and legendary figures and people who are both at once. He can write dark and light and the knife-edge between and make you believe.
You understand, of course, that I HAD to buy this novelization.
...
It was everything the movie could have been, everything it should have been and wasn't quite. It doesn't match exactly -- he was working off the screenplay, not the finished film -- but Stover fills in the edges, brings all the depth of emotion and anguish and war that should have been in the film.
I am glad I saw the movie first, because it filled in the visual bits so I could better see what Stover wrote about, but I left the movie thinking, "That was pretty cool."
I closed the book thinking, "Oh. My. Fucking. God."
Because it was just that good. No. It was better than that. It was amazing.
Read it. I promise you won't be disappointed.
(Oh. And he actually uses Padme to good effect as a character, doing political maneuvering, instead of just treating her as decoration. For that alone, I love him. And hey, you thought the movie had blatant slashy subtext? You ain't seen nothing yet... *evil grin*)
