Recent entries from The Zen Room - the blog of idontlikegravy
NOTE: This blog has been rated FR18 by the author. Blog content is not moderated by TtH
I can't decide if Doctor Who's twist was genius or utter bobbins. Gut reaction was the former but I am drifting towards the latter.
Two of my new fave shows star Welshmen, and that can only be a good thing, especially since in one his character appears to be Welsh. But enough of the patriotism, as I do have a minor quibble with Forever and Constantine
Loving Forever but it feels just a teensy bit familiar - Henry's set up with Abe is rather reminiscent of Conor and Rachel. As I watch more and grow to like these characters that feeling is disappearing but it was quite jarring at first.
Which is my problem with Constantine - a tiny little niggle keeps stopping me from fully immersing in the world. I love this Constantine, he's much closer to the comic and he's Scouse but (due to Matt Ryan's Welshness) his accent drifts between Liverpool and Wales via Manchester. It's a stupid little thing and I probably only hear it because I am Welsh and I lived in Liverpool for a while so I know the sound of and speak with both those accents. I think I can reconcile it by my head canon being that he comes from the part of Merseyside closest to Wales, perhaps with Welsh family. Yeah, that will do I think.
I know I am nitpicking, and I otherwise adore what I've seen of both shows so far. I really just needed to vent, so thanks for reading my whining :)
It is official; I love Capaldi's Doctor and I'm reasonably certain I'm going to love series eight :)
Just watched Winter Soldier again (still love it btw) and there's one question that's been bugging me since my second viewing - where is Clint while all this is going on??
Oh captain, my captain...
The world has lost a true original.
RIP Robin Williams.
Warning, this post contains angst and possibly politics.
Today is the centenary of the outbreak of The First World War. It has been all over the news here, as it should be, and it's caused me to stop and reflect.
I read once that although it was known as the War to End All Wars, there have been more armed conflicts since 1918 than the three centuries preceding.
In the Middle East people are dying from a political mess partly brought about by the land grab after WW1 and in many ways the shadow of the last century hangs over us all.
World peace seems a distant goal right now.
Please, mark today. Mourn all those who gave their lives in that terrible war, whether in service to their country or bystander and no matter which flag they died under.
They were all human. Everyone reading this is human. We should try to focus on that, remember what we have in common.
Remember the fallen. Hope for peace.
Most excellent birthday wishes to the hoopiest frood I know, aeron_lanart
. She mentioned in a recent post she'd like to see more Dresden/Methos, so I wrote some. Rated 15 to be on the safe side, but as usual I can't write sex for toffee so no actual sex occurs during the fic.
Happy Birthday Al xxxx
Nothing you recognise is mine.Gifts
I have to admit, I could get used to this. Lying on my bed, utterly debauched, and the man who just blew me six ways from Sunday was downstairs fixing me cinnamon toast. I'm not exactly a novice in the bedroom, but Methos knows things I couldn't even dream of. I guess when you're the only person on the planet older than Ancient Mai, you're sure to have picked up a few tricks along the way.
"Harry," Bob said as he appeared suddenly.
I grabbed the covers frantically to cover my modesty.
"Bob!" I ground out.
"Honestly, Harry, it's not like you have anything I haven't seen before," he said, the corner of his mouth quirked into one of his infuriatingly smug half smiles.
"I thought we had pretty firmly established boundaries set in place for when I have visitors, Bob."
"Since said guest is currently in the kitchen, I had wrongly presumed it would be safe to come and speak to you," he replied.
"Are my ears burning?" Methos said as he climbed the last few steps. He was carrying a tray with tea and toast and wearing only an apron and a smile.
"Hardly. I simply wanted to tell Harry that I finished my calculations," Bob replied. I sat up, suddenly interested.
"The alignment? You know when it is?"
"Tonight," he replied.
I grabbed my jeans from the floor and began to put them on.
Snagged from lferionAnswer the following 10 questions based only on the stories you've posted to AO3:
1) Which fandoms have you written in?
2) Your best story title and why
3) Your worst story title and why
4) The most popular pairing you've written for (by the standard of how many stories exist for that pairing written by everyone on AO3)
5) The rarest pairing you've written for (by the standard of how many stories exist for that pairing written by everyone on AO3)
6) The most popular OT3/moresome you've written for (by the standard of how many stories exist for that pairing written by everyone on AO3)
7) The rarest OT3/moresome you've written for (by the standard of how many stories exist for that pairing written by everyone on AO3)
8) First story and latest story you posted to AO3
9) Your top ten pairings on AO3
10) How many stories have you written with no pairings/OT3/moresomes listed? What's the breakdown on your stories' ratings?
1) Which fandoms have you written in?
Highlander: The Series (84)
Highlander: The Raven (24)
Buffy the Vampire Slayer (14)
Discworld - Terry Pratchett (11)
Doctor Who (8)
Red Dwarf (5)
Merlin (TV) (5)
The Dresden Files - Jim Butcher (5)
The Sentinel (4)
Iron Man (Movies) (3)
The Champions (TV) (3)
Sherlock (TV) (3)
House M.D. (2)
NCIS: Los Angeles (2)
Being Human (UK) (2)
Murdoch Mysteries (2)
X-Men (Movies) (2)
Hawaii Five-0 (2010) (2)
Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling (2)
Pirates of the Caribbean (Movies) (2)
Wolf Lake (2)
Stargate SG-1 (2)
Underworld (Movies) (2)...
Comment here if you want to play, and I will give you three-six couples that I associate with you, and you make an entry in your journal talking about those couples and fics that you wish the universe would write for you.
I commented on aeron_lanart
and she gave me these:Amanda/Nick
This one is obvious, and pretty canonical given the Tracy/Hepburn sparring and flirting we saw on screen. I love writing Amanda, I loved Nick, and there isn't enough Highlander The Raven fic out there. Plus, given how the show ended, there is enormous freedom to do whatever I want.
Nick is a good fit for Amanda, he knows exactly who she is and has no expectations but he still loves her enough to forgive her shooting him (even if it did take a decade). Amanda never meant to fall in love, with a cop of all people, but she has. Will it last? Ask her in the morning. But she definitely wants to keep that pretty head on his shoulders as long as possible.
It isn't twoo wuv, that isn't who either of them are. It's... complicated.Amanda/Nikolai Dante
This one just made so much sense to me - Nikolai is a male Amanda. Bastard son of a Romanov and a pirate in an alternate future where communism never happened, he's a thief, a lover, and if all else fails, he's pretty handy with a blade. Because, in my head canon Amanda taught him all he knows :)
They flirt, they fight, they f...ind solace in each other's embrace and then, in the morning, Amanda dupes him and makes away with the jewels. That sums up their relationship really.Jack/Ianto (immie Ianto at that)
I don't even really think of Jack/Ianto as a "ship" because it's canon. So in my mind, there could never be anything ...
A very fine actor and by all accounts a lovely man. Such sad news. I think I'll watch Who Framed Roger Rabbit this weekend.
Went to London today to see Dame Angela Lansbury in Blithe Spirit. She was sublime, the play was as good as I hoped (I adore Noël Coward and the film so I was worried I'd be disappointed). The whole cast were a delight and a surprise bonus for me was Jemima Rooper as Elvira - I have liked her since Hex - she was a wicked delight.
If you get the chance go and see it (apparently they intend to film it for broadcast so it should be easier than you might think!)
Below the cut is the artwork I created for Reign of Scars, the excellent story written for fixitstory
Fixit Big Bang by the ever-talented and wonderful aeron_lanart
. The story is up now and can be read here
, I suggest you do so as soon as possible, but be warned as although it is a Torchwood fixit it does not alter any events of Children of Earth.
Like a Phoenix:
The woman next to Gwen is Siannon, OFC of aeron_lanart
, my thanks to her for letting me use her image and for giving me such wonderful material to create for.
Alexandra Bastedo, Sharron in the Champions and tireless animal charity campaigner, has passed away aged only 67. I am very sad at this news, The Champions are my OT3 and she was a wonderful lady, I wish I could have met her.
Hey, look, it's me! Just in time for Christmas/Hogswatch/Hannukah/Kwanzaa/whichever particular solstice festival of light in the darkness you're celebrating. For me, it's Regeneration Day so in honour of that, here's a little Rory-centric ficlet that popped into my head. General spoilers for most of Amy and Rory's time in the TARDIS, but shouldn't be spoilers for most.
Behind Blue Eyes
Sometimes Rory would wake in the middle of the night. Most times he would lay in bed, watching Amy sleep peacefully and listening to the hum of the TARDIS, both the audible one and the psychic one in his head, until the gentle rhythms lulled him back to sleep.
Some nights the weight of two millenia pressed down upon him. Those nights he would gently extricate himself from Amy's embrace and walk the corridors. TARDIS kept him company, a gentle purr that helped quiet the monsters and sometimes he could swear he heard Idris' voice say 'Hello, Pretty One" but then he'd convince himself it was wishful thinking.
Occasionally, he would wander into the console room where he'd find the Doctor tinkering away. He would sit and watch and neither felt the need to say a word; the two old souls with young faces.
One night, he almost stumbled upon the Doctor and River. He stayed back in the shadows and watched how happy they were.
They made an odd little family, all told; the father who was both young and old, the mother who could summon people into existence, the daughter who appeared older than both her parents and her thousand year old husband and his magic box. A more strange and wonderous family could not be imagined, but a family they were, and a happy one.
I've been thinking about this ever since Night of the Doctor proved me right that John Hurt's Doctor was the one that fought in the Time War - a new regeneration between 8 & 9 as we regard them.
I totally agree that there is no need to re-number them all as he doesn't think of that regeneration as being the Doctor BUT there is one thing that has not been resolved:
1. William Hartnell becomes
2. Patrick Troughton becomes
3. Jon Pertwee becomes
4. Tom Baker (stick with me, I'm not just randomly naming them!) becomes
5. Peter Davison becomes
6. Colin Baker becomes
7. Sylvester McCoy regenerates into
8. Paul McGann regenerates into
9. John Hurt regenerates into
10. Christopher Ecclestone regenerates into
11. David Tennant regenerates into
12. His own hand/David Tennant (see where I'm going?)
13. Matt Smith will regenerate into
Peter Capaldi, who will technically be the fourteenth regeneration!!!
Now, I'm not suggesting that thirteen is set in stone, after all the Master broke it, and maybe the limit was arbitrarily applied by the Time Lord Council - but nobody has mentioned it. Maybe it will be addressed at Christmas- I sincerely hope so because to me it's a gaping hole that Moffat would normally address and I will be disappointed if he ignores it completely.
Non-spoiler reaction - *points to icon*
EIGHT! *happy dance*
Is it the 23rd yet?
So, for those of you who don't know (and there is no reason you should - I haven't mentioned it) I'm at Serenity Forever this weekend with aeron_lanart
. It as been a very shiny weekend so far, fun and frolics with Jewel Staite, Sean Maher and Jonathan Woodward, but then last night this completely random guy crashed the disco and caused chaos.
It was Joss Whedon.
I kid you not. Check my Twitter feed for photographic proof (can't seem to get my iPad and LJ to talk to each other so I'll have to wait until I have computer access to share a pic here).
So, happy belated birthday aeron_lanart
*looks shifty* Only... four and a bit months late! *cough*
Hope the wait is worth it. This is the story of how Harry and Rick met.
Unbeta'd since my usual beta is the recipient, as usual anything you recognise isn't mine. Harry is an amalgam of the TV series and some aspects of the books I think might have appeared in the TV show eventually if it had a chance to run.Faerie Tale Castle
Of course I knew who he was. Magic and technology mix about as well as Coke and a Mento, so put a wizard anywhere near a TV or radio and you end up with a blackened lump of plastic. That leaves very little in the way of entertainment so I read. A lot. And since I barely earn enough to keep a roof over my head and feed myself and my cat, a lot of my books are of the variety of paperback you might find in your local thrift or dime stores.
That’s not to say that Rick Castle’s work is pulp fiction; I really enjoyed the Derrick Storm books, and he’s certainly a better calibre of writer than some authors of the genre. I’m going to stop now before I dig myself any deeper into this hole.
What I’m trying to say is I recognised him from the photograph on the cover of his book. It wasn't long after the first Derrick Storm book that Castle came to Chicago on a book signing tour. He wasn't as famous back then, so the level of crazy wasn't what it is today, but he was already surrounded by a bevy of gorgeous women, a sight now familiar to anyone who follows the celeb gossip.
My business was still new, I'd hung my shingle just three months earlier. Business was even less brisk than it is now, and I was still top of the Wardens' watchlist having only recently dodged t...
For those interested in the adventures of Miss Kincaid, parts three and four are now up at her journal.Miss Kincaid's Journal
My dear friend, Miss Honoria Kincaid, has posted the second entry in her journal.
Nobody has left a comment there or here, but if anyone is interested you can follow the link below to her journal:The Journal of Miss Honoria Kincaid
So LJ emailed me today to say my account I set up for my OFC Miss Honoria Kincaid was about to be purged, so I took it as a sign to be bold. So I have posted the first chapter!
You can find it here
if you'd like to have a look. Please be gentle as it's my first real attempt at original fic. I would prefer if comments were posted here to keep Honoria's journal in character please, unless you want to write a comment to Honoria of course!
I've been hearing the Manic's new song 'Show Me the Wonder' on the radio (loving it btw) and as I figure out the lyrics I'm starting to think it may be the Manic's tribute to the Doctor! Evidence:
Show me the wonder
I have seen the birthplace of the universe
show me the wonder
I have seen miracles move in reverse
Then a verse says:
We may write in English
But our truth lives in Wales
The next verse is the clincher for me though:
Pray for the silence
As we look into the mirror
I think the evidence is clear*, and I rest my case.
* disclaimer - these are the lyrics as I have heard them and may not be the actual lyrics sung by James Dean Bradfield :D
*CASTING SPOILER WARNING* (but no name mentioned)
Well I was kind of hoping for a Welshman. I'm not a fan particularly, but he is a good actor and I am warming to him as the interview goes on. I do hope he keeps his accent, the two previous Scottish Doctors are my favourites!
Dear Mr sarcastic douchebag
Thank you so much for taking the time to write your one line response to my fic. You managed quite successfully to irritate me. Not the criticism itself, after all I can take merited criticism, it was the manner in which it was delivered: "This is.... funny, I suppose"
I don't really care, the fic in question was a birthday gift and she loved it so that is really all I care about but this has just got my dander up but I don't want to dignify it with a real reply. So I'm ranting here instead *grin*
On a completely unrelated note The Worlds End is a slice of fried gold and if you enjoyed Shaun of the Dead and Hot Fuzz then watch it ASAP :)
Missing scene for Castle season 5 ep 17 "Scared to Death", set in my personal canon where Rick and Harry are friends. My usual fusion of TV and book canon for Dresden Files.
I took a deep breath and pinched my nose to prevent my irritation from blowing up my phone, but I couldn't prevent the crackle on the line caused by my annoyance at Castle's persistence. This was his third call to me in an hour and while I normally love talking to Rick, his timing could have been better. I was up to my neck in a really confusing case involving vampires and the Irish mob and I really didn't have time to soothe Rick's irrational fears.
"No Rick, I will not send you any kind of protective charm and I will not use the Ways to get to New York to protect you."
"But I need you! My very soul is in mortal peril," Rick replied, panicked.
"I'm sorry, but I'm too busy here," I said through gritted teeth.
"Busy? A serial killer is risen from the grave and is coming for me and my partner. What could possibly be more important than that?!"
"Castle, for the last time, there is no such thing as haunted DVDs. It's an urban myth. You are not going to die," I said. Not unless I come over there and do it myself.
"Well if I do, I'm coming to haunt you, buddy."
"Good, Bob could use the company," I snapped back and hung up. The phone fritzed and then started smoking. "Son of a..." I grumbled as I pulled a spare phone from my desk drawer and proceeded to plug it in.
"You know," Bob said from behind me, making me jump. "There is a little known section of arcane law on death curses that means the haunted DVD myth could be..."
"Don't say it. Don't even think it," I warned. Bob raised his hands in surrender and shrugged.
"I'm just suggesting that Richard's life could be in danger," he said. I glowered at him for a moment and then sighed.
"Aw, dammit. Bob, where's the nearest Way to New York?"
Seen in several places:
I currently have 146 works posted on AO3. Choose a random number - no peeking! - between 1 and 146, and I will tell you three things I currently like about that story.