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Authors were revealed for the main Remix collection today; the Remix Madness collection will be revealed tomorrow.

Anyway, let me tell you about the story I wrote!

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Doxa/Episteme (The Fate and Free Will Remix) (1219 words) by Elizabeth Culmer
Fandom: Ancient Greek Religion & Lore
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Cassandra & Helen of Troy (Ancient Greek Religion & Lore)
Characters: Helen of Troy (Ancient Greek Religion & Lore), Cassandra (Ancient Greek Religion & Lore)
Additional Tags: Female Friendship, Gods, Fate & Destiny, Grief/Mourning, Trojan War, Remix

Summary: In the early days of the siege of Ilium, Helen and Cassandra meet.

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This is a remix of [archiveofourown.org profile] Nemainofthewater's story Doxa/Episteme, which is amusing to me because I remixed Nemainofthewater last year as well. I suspect we matched on the same fandom this year (Rusty Quill Gaming), but I wanted to do something different and Doxa/Episteme snagged in my mind and kept rattling around, which is generally a good sign of a story that wants to happen. *wry*

This is a pretty straightforward remix, stylistically -- it's a basic POV flip, so we're following Helen's thoughts instead of Cassandra's. The thing is, though, that changes a lot of the interactions because Helen is A) not a seer, and B) just as caught by Cassandra's curse as everyone else, so she assumes Cassandra can't actually predict anything and is instead reacting based on extrapolation and emotion. The funny thing is that Helen is just as fatalistic in her own way. Both women are playthings of the gods, after all -- tossed about by whim, and seen more as sexual objects than as whole people with their own hopes and goals and needs. They are also both very isolated figures.

I also had a minor bit of fun with bronze-based imagery, and Helen's understanding of the power of surfaces/images to smooth over harder truths, both for good and ill.

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On another note, writing this story is what finally moved me to read the Iliad in full poetic translation rather than the abridged prose passages from Lattimore that I think we read in 7th or 8th grade English. (Unless that was the Odyssey? It might have been the Odyssey, come to think of it. Or perhaps both. It was definitely an abridged version of Lattimore, though.)

The Iliad is an astonishingly violent poem, but also surprisingly ambivalent toward that violence -- there's a lot of glorification of courage and slaughter, but also a lot of dwelling on the pain and horror of wounds, and the cost to families of dead fathers, brothers, and sons. It is also surprisingly ambivalent toward the gods. There's a lot of respect for their power, and a textual attitude that what the gods do is by definition right, but also... hmm... a definite sense that having a god take interest in one's life is a dicey proposition at best, and some of the textual stance that the gods are definitionally in the right is undercut (deliberately?) by their obviously conflicting, selfish, and underhanded actions.

Then again, some of that may be me bringing my own cultural baggage and assumptions as a 21st century CE American rather than a 5th century BCE Greek.

It's an interesting work. I am glad I read it. I think it will repay a lot more thought.
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The Remix Revival Madness 2021 collection is now open as well, and some wonderful person has remixed another of my stories!

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A Dangerous Neighborhood (the Alternate-Cubed Remix) (545 words) by Anonymous
Fandom: Chronicles of Narnia - C. S. Lewis, Star Trek: Alternate Original Series (Movies)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: James T. Kirk, Peter Pevensie, Susan Pevensie, Edmund Pevensie, Lucy Pevensie
Additional Tags: Remix, remix madness

Summary: Jim Kirk is clearly dangerous.

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This is based on Bad Influence, a tiny Narnia/Star Trek:AOS ficlet whose conceit is that Narnia was a pre-First Contact planet where the Pevensie siblings had been marooned for a vague number of years, after which Starfleet settled them in Riverside, Iowa to reacclimate to Earth.

This is the Pevensies' side of their initial meetings with Jim Kirk.

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I would like to point out that the Remix Madness collection is still open for people to post additional fics, though all stories will remain anonymous until October 23. You can find all the prompts here: Remix Madness Challenge Requests
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Hello all! Today the RemixRevival 2021 archive has opened, and I would like to tell you about the fic someone wrote for me. :D

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A Magical Mishap (or, Nephews and Nieces; the Aunts and Uncles remix) (1349 words) by Anonymous
Fandom: Chronicles of Narnia - C. S. Lewis
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Polly Plummer, Digory Kirke, Letitia "Letty" Ketterley
Additional Tags: Book: The Magician's Nephew, Magic, Remix

Summary: "As so many things did, it all began with Polly and Digory quarrelling." The tale of how Aunt Letty acquired two new apprentices.

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This is based on Aunts and Uncles, a tiny ficlet I wrote for this year's Three Sentence Ficathon. My mystery remixer has taken my idea and run with it to glorious effect!

I have many and various things to do today (not to mention I am still making my slow way through this year's NFE archive), but I poked at the Remix archive a little. There are dozens of excellent stories from a vast array of fandoms, and you should go check them out.
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Ack, where did the time go?!

Um, anyway, I am alive! I've been a bit swamped at work as we gear up for the 2022-23 rental season (Ithaca is a college town; our rental market is completely skewed by this) and try to finish up the dregs of move-in maintenance problems and virtual tour videos.

What else, what else...

I remembered I had a copy of A Desolation Called Peace checked out from the library when I got a very disappointed second overdue notice, so I dug it out of the stack it had gotten lost in and finished it. I enjoyed it! Not quite as much as the first book of the duology, but I think some of that is just that I am personally a little more into culture clashes among humans and human-like beings and less into spoilers? ) But I continue to love Mahit and Three Seagrass a lot, and enjoyed getting to meet Nine Hibiscus and Twenty Cicada. Eight Antidote is also pretty cool for an eleven-year-old with almost no frame of reference for a normal childhood; he definitely has the "but the world should be FAIR, why is it not FAIR, we should FIX THAT" attitude I remember from my childhood and teens.

Two days ago my Kindle phone app broke. I asked it to open a particular book and it got hung up in an infinite loop I couldn't disrupt even by force-stopping the app, closing it, and restarting my phone. So I uninstalled and reinstalled the bloody thing, after which I had to manually go through and remove a whole mess of books from my home screen and re-download the thirty-odd books I am in the middle of reading or intend to read soon. (I nibble at books a lot.)

I have been working on a Paint-by-Number project for the past few weeks, which has been very psychologically helpful. See, I've been having trouble doing anything creative-creative, like writing, but I still want to Make Things, and paint-by-number pictures do a good job of giving me that nice serotonin/dopamine boost of I Made A Thing without requiring me to, you know, actually design anything. (I have also had to mix and rejigger some of the paints due to either errors in packaging or just shades that were too close to each other, which is a small thing but does make me feel a bit more like I am supplying some creative input and not just a pair of hands. *wry*)

I got the bus version of my NFE fic posted, so that's good. I do want to tweak it some before the collection goes live, though.

I have a plan for my Remix Revival assignment, but it involves some canon review so I've been working on that rather than outlining or writing just yet.

A few of my peppers have started to ripen. \o/

This past Sunday, my congregation held our annual Sundae Sunday bash in Stewart Park, where we had enough space to be somewhat socially distanced (and were also outdoors). This was welcomed with great enthusiasm -- I think as much because people are hungry for in-person gatherings as because it was a way to meet our new interim minister and, you know, eat ice cream sundaes.

(I think I've mentioned before that Ithaca is the birthplace of the ice cream sundae, yes? Pay no mind to any other towns and cities that try to claim otherwise. Also, it was invented by a pair of UUs -- the minister of the time, and the church treasurer who owned a local soda fountain. So we celebrate that historic event every year. :D )

And I think that's about all I can be bothered to dredge up and write down.
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Apparently remixes have been revealed? Cool. :)

Here is the story I wrote:

Pay Attention (The Peacock and the Pickpocket) (1583 words) by Elizabeth Culmer
Fandom: Rusty Quill Gaming (Podcast)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Sasha Racket & Oscar Wilde
Characters: Oscar Wilde (Rusty Quill Gaming), Sasha Racket
Additional Tags: Pre-Canon, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence

Summary: The first true illusion Oscar creates is a peacock in his tutor's window. The bird cocks its glorious, brilliant head, and adjusts its feathers. Then it screams like a dying train.

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It's a remix of The Pickpocket and the Peacock, by [archiveofourown.org profile] Nemainofthewater, which is about Sasha spotting and occasionally spying on Wilde over the years and then takes a sharp turn away from canon to set up what looks like a really intriguing spy!AU.

My remix is not terribly deep; I just flipped the POV so it's about Wilde. Well, and I came up with a new opening scene because Wilde's not even aware of Sasha in the opening scene of the original story, and I changed the closing scene for... honestly, a combination of thematic reasons and because if I'd mirrored the original story more closely I could just tell the remix was going to spiral off into that implied spy!AU and I did NOT have time to write a novella-length secret agent adventure. *wry* But fundamentally it's a straightforward POV flip, plus a bit of a thematic musing on the sleight-of-hand, attention-directing (or attention-misdirecting) skills that Sasha and Wilde share, though they approach that skillset from very different directions.

Also, this is a pretty niche fandom! I expect most readers of this journal have no idea what on earth is going on here. To very briefly summarize, Rusty Quill Gaming is an actual-play RPG podcast, whose main story is a Pathfinder game in a homebrew setting that's sort of a steampunk D&D alternate 19th century, wherein a small band of mercenaries get hired for a job that turns out to be a LOT bigger than they anticipated. Sasha Racket is a rogue from Other London (the remnants of the original London that got flooded/destroyed during a pre-canon steampunk disaster and then buried/built over by the posh Upper London) and Oscar Wilde (not the actual historical Wilde, but based on him) is an agent for the Meritocratic world government, and also a bard specializing in illusions.

You should give the podcast a try -- it's frequently hilarious, often moving, occasionally heartbreaking, and always entertaining.
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Things I did today:

1. Turned in my absentee ballot at the county board of elections office. Sometimes it is very convenient to live in the county seat. :)

2. Took video of three apartments for virtual tours.

3. Bleepity bleep bleep bleeping advertisement text.

4. Other apartment leasing stuff. Trust me, you don't care about the details.

5. Church board of trustees meeting. (Word of advice: never agree to serve on nonprofit governing bodies. Especially do not agree to be an officer on a governing body. This brought to you by trying to take minutes for a Zoom meeting while on a laptop with a single small screen; I do not recommend the experience.)

6. Read my Remix Revival gift fic, which is great and you should go read it too -- along with the rest of the exchange archive. :D

7. Listened to Rusty Quill Gaming episode 174.

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ALEXANDER J NEWALL YOU ARE DEFINITELY A MONSTER AND I'M REALLY ON THE FENCE ABOUT RESPECTING YOUR CRAFT RIGHT NOW!

*bites nails for next month*
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Things done today:

1. Attempted to renew my Celexa and my prescription-strength extra fluoride toothpaste this morning, since both will run out in the next week or so. This worked fine for the toothpaste, but I forgot (I was only half-awake and this was a sudden "oh shit I've been forgetting this!" impulse rather than a planned to-do list item) that I was out of refills on the Celexa and should have done a new prescription request through my doctor rather than a refill request through my pharmacy.

So I got a call from my doctor's office and I now have an appointment next Tuesday morning to go talk about my prescription and stuff.

...I think I will also bring up my hand/wrist numbness-tingling-pain issues, which came to nothing the last time I mentioned them but that was because we couldn't adequately reproduce the problem on the spot. But it's been getting worse, so. (The trouble is that I think my carpal tunnel-ish symptoms may be at least 60% because of a shoulder nerve pinching thing rather than entirely a wrist thing, because I've been pretty good about my wrists for the past several years but the problem has done the opposite of go away. *sigh*)

2. Deposited a check.

3. Returned a library book I kept not getting around to reading. I have not really been in a "let's read a book!" mood this summer -- instead I am reading a lot of fic, reading a few specific blogs, and listening to a lot of podcasts. That's just how it goes sometimes.

4. Bought some vodka, some Kahlua, and some box wine, because reasons.

5. Bought groceries. I also picked up both my Celexa and my toothpaste while I was there, because I use my grocery chain's pharmacy for convenience and such. I was mildly surprised the toothpaste was ready, because it has usually taken a day or two in transit for previous refills to arrive.

6. Used a one-off tiny tube of superglue (a grocery purchase) to repair a couple of dollar store apartment staging knick-knacks that got slightly busted during the epic video tour session on Saturday. It's frankly less annoying to fix them than to go buy a new batch of stuff from the dollar store, though I do want to hit the place up for some novelty magnets at some point.

7. Watered my container garden because my peppers looked sad and droopy.

8. Did some minimal Board of Trustees stuff, but I have additional items I need to get through either tonight or tomorrow.

9. Signed up for Remix Revival 2020, which I kept forgetting to do this past week due to general Overwhelm. I love remix exchanges/challenges, and this is one of the highlights of my fannish year. You should come play too! (Signups close in only a few hours.)

Now I am going to go fold and put away Sunday's clean laundry, after which I will... hmmm... I think the Board stuff is more immediately important, because deadlines, so I'll take a whack at some of that, and then if I have a bit of time left over I will try to finish the still tragically untitled Narnia bridge fic because I've been making progress there and it's so close to done I can taste it; I'm just not quite sure how to get from Point T to Point Z, you know?

But that's for later. Now it's time for laundry (and podcasts, because podcasts and chores are a match made in heaven).
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Authors have been revealed for the main Remix archive, and since events conspired against my attempt to write a Madness ficlet, I only have the one fic to announce. So!

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In Death's Garden (1693 words)
Fandom: Fairy Tales & Related Fandoms, Nattergalen | The Nightingale - Hans Christian Andersen
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Additional Tags: Remix

Summary: Death's garden is not a place one can normally reach by looking for it, though all find their way there in the end. However, sometimes when one begins to travel with no clear destination, one finds oneself in strange places. So it was with the nightingale when she slipped from the Emperor's palace in the confusion of her mechanical copy's first performance.

[Remixed from The Nightingale at Dawn by [archiveofourown.org profile] Quillori]

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This is a slightly unusual remix for me, in that it's as much in conversation with the original canon as with the work I'm remixing. I think the only other time I did that was in 2017, when I remixed [personal profile] gramarye's Haroun and the Sea of Stories fic The Monster at the End of This Book into Turn the Page (Don't Fear the Ending). Haroun and the Sea of Stories is an awfully fairy-tale/folktale influenced canon in its own right, so possibly it's just something about fairy-tales influencing the paths my mind turns down. *hands* Look, brains are weird and I overdosed on fairy-tales as a child; these are not new developments.

cut for length )

Also, as I said in my author's note on AO3, I did a smidge of linguistic research in regard to pronouns, because the translations of Andersen's story I found online used different ones for the nightingale. To summarize, "it" would probably be the most grammatically faithful to the original, but I went with "she" for personal reasons.
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I got the bus version* of my NFE fic up by Snacky's belated 9am deadline (I was actually aiming for midnight but decided I would write better if I slept a full night and got up at 6:30am than if I tried to write coherently after just a two-hour nap starting at 8:30pm, so), and the bus version of my remix up by the actual deadline (thank you, Colorado, for being two hours behind me). So this week is mostly for editing -- both my fics and one NFE fic somebody else wrote, and which I have high expectations for based on past experience. :D

Anyway, today I drove down to NJ. It was a slightly weird drive, since I straight-up missed the exit to Dunmore and Throop where I usually get off for a bathroom-and-leg-stretch stop. So I basically drove nonstop from the NY/PA border to the Delaware Water Gap, which is not normally that long in the grand scheme of things but today I hit a whole bunch of traffic... not jams, precisely, but definitely slow-downs. And of course they started about two miles after I missed my usual mid-trip stop. *sigh*

But I made it to Madison, I raided my parents' fridge and freezer for a makeshift dinner (a microwave chicken pot pie and some box white wine; yum, I guess?), and I think my first load of laundry is about ready to come out of the dryer so I'll have pajamas to sleep in tonight.

Tomorrow I have my final session of both my Cancellation of Debt and my Vehicle Expenses tax courses, and then Susan and I plan to do some as-yet unspecified Thing in the evening. I'm thinking maybe going out for sushi? I mean, we always seem to end up with either sushi or takeout pizza, but what the hell, I like both those options. I also get to pick up and sort through my parents' accumulated mail and drop of their next stop-mail order, which I believe will take effect on Friday or Saturday. So I think the plan is as follows:

1. Get up and have breakfast.
2. Pick up mail.
3. Cancellation of Debt course at 10am
4. Editing and lunch and maybe a walk
5. Vehicle Expenses course at 4pm
6. Do a Thing with Susan, probably involving dinner
7. Water Mom's plants at some point in here

That seems like more than enough for one day. :)

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*The bus version of a story is one that may not be all that you would like it to be, but that would work as something that fulfills the assignment in case you get unexpectedly hit by a bus and can't make any edits before the reveal. I think this is a wonderfully useful bit of fannish jargon. :DDD
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Remix reveal day! I wrote SPNstuck (And Sit Them Down for Thanksgiving Dinner) for [archiveofourown.org profile] maypop.

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SPNstuck (And Sit Them Down for Thanksgiving Dinner) (2126 words)
Fandom: Homestuck
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Roxy Lalonde, Dave Strider, Dirk Strider, Rose Lalonde, Kanaya Maryam, Karkat Vantas, Sollux Captor, Feferi Peixes, Terezi Pyrope
Additional Tags: Remix, Alternate Universe - Supernatural (TV) Fusion, Alternate Universe - No Sburb/Sgrub Sessions, Thanksgiving Dinner, Alternate Universe - Angels & Demons, Family Drama, Roxy Lalonde Is So Done, Rose Lalonde Gets All The Girls, Background Relationships, Background Poly, Strilondes

Summary: You still aren't entirely sure how your family got designated as hosts for the great angel/demon peace summit of 2018. The demons are obviously in it for the chaos, flames and shouting that might as well be your family's trademark. The angels make much less sense. Like, seriously, what kind of celestial morons think you and your siblings are any kind of diplomatic? And why pick Thanksgiving dinner when none of them need to eat in the first place? It's completely absurd and will only end in tears.

(Oddly, the day winds up being the most successful infernal/celestial summit anyone can ever remember.)

[Remixed from SPNstuck, by [archiveofourown.org profile] maypop]

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As maypop says, Per tumblr user isozyme: "So the theory of supernaturalstuck is to take SPN, retain all the good setting shit, scoop out all the tragic manpain, and fill the void with tragic Rose Lalonde pain. In practice it is about how hot Rose is with really short hair and a lot of magic tattoos, and making fun of Sollux's butt, and what happens when you give all eight Strider-Lalondes a lot of weapons and extra battle trauma and sit them down for Thanksgiving dinner."

I went with four Strilondes rather than eight, but otherwise, yeah, that's the basic plan for this fic. :)

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