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lavendertook) wrote2010-02-14 12:22 am
lavendertook) wrote2010-02-14 12:22 am
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Read_LotR_Aloud Excerpt, Book 2, Chapter 2; S/E Ficlet: "Shatter"; and the Winter Slash Imbroglio
Catching up on fannish stuff I haven't posted here, I did a voice post reading for part of LotR, Book 2, Chapter 2 here for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
read_lotr_aloud, with a link to readings of the entire chapter included in the second part.
Inspired by the lovely![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lbilover's Matching Pair pics and challenge here, I wrote a very oppressive RPS ficlet here, which I've reposted under the cut:
Title: Shatter
Author:lavendertook
Pairing: S/E
Genre: AU HEA Fluffy romance ficlet
Having driven back from the airport, holding the letter that explained everything, Lij ran heedlessly up the porch stairs, but no one was there. He peered into the window where he thought Sean meant he would meet him.
The house was dark and so very still. He searched the dark silence the glass enclosed, the growing doubt and desolation threatening to fill his lungs quicker than he could draw breath. Suddenly, he saw a movement, a fleeting shadow, and gazed desperately where the light led: to a window on the other side of the old forsaken house.
And there was Sean on the other side of the pane, pressing into the glass, shattering the barriers between them with silent need. The enclosed space could masquerade as home no longer, that name belonging to one standing beyond its walls, and its powers to divide them crumbled into dust as their eyes locked, the key cast into the fire and lost.
Where exactly between the back yard and front porch they met, neither could say, as all will to record spacial detail was lost in the press of burning skin and heated tears, searing grass stains and dirt unheeded. And so they made the world anew, all paths theirs to roam, and every star the lamp beside the bed they shared, every hill the pillow they warmed together, safe beneath the down coverlet of each other's embrace.
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Then the wonderfulbelleferret wrote a prequel to my ficlet here and yay for collaboration!
Of the latest meta discussion on slash and women writing it, my favorite posts were here, here, here, and here.
OK, that catches things up a little. Damn, I'm missing doing picfics--soon.
read_lotr_aloud, with a link to readings of the entire chapter included in the second part.Inspired by the lovely
lbilover's Matching Pair pics and challenge here, I wrote a very oppressive RPS ficlet here, which I've reposted under the cut:Title: Shatter
Author:
lavendertookPairing: S/E
Genre: AU HEA Fluffy romance ficlet
Having driven back from the airport, holding the letter that explained everything, Lij ran heedlessly up the porch stairs, but no one was there. He peered into the window where he thought Sean meant he would meet him.
The house was dark and so very still. He searched the dark silence the glass enclosed, the growing doubt and desolation threatening to fill his lungs quicker than he could draw breath. Suddenly, he saw a movement, a fleeting shadow, and gazed desperately where the light led: to a window on the other side of the old forsaken house.
And there was Sean on the other side of the pane, pressing into the glass, shattering the barriers between them with silent need. The enclosed space could masquerade as home no longer, that name belonging to one standing beyond its walls, and its powers to divide them crumbled into dust as their eyes locked, the key cast into the fire and lost.
Where exactly between the back yard and front porch they met, neither could say, as all will to record spacial detail was lost in the press of burning skin and heated tears, searing grass stains and dirt unheeded. And so they made the world anew, all paths theirs to roam, and every star the lamp beside the bed they shared, every hill the pillow they warmed together, safe beneath the down coverlet of each other's embrace.
*********
Then the wonderful
belleferret wrote a prequel to my ficlet here and yay for collaboration! Of the latest meta discussion on slash and women writing it, my favorite posts were here, here, here, and here.
OK, that catches things up a little. Damn, I'm missing doing picfics--soon.
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baking hash brownies again, dearie?
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i hate yuo now with the fury of 10000 suns.
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(Er, what are cis, POC and HRC???)
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Cis is short for cisgendered or cissexual: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cisgender. I have evolving issues with the term, because I suspect all people's relationship to gender is somewhat problematic, and I think every person (in western languages at least) who identifies as a female's relationship is, starting with the language that makes women a special class of human and man synonymous with being human. Plus I don't think there's a normalizing problem with binding transgenderedness into a binary with cisgenderedness.
POC is the acronym for person of color.
HRC is the acronym for the Human Rights Campaign, the biggest LGBTIQ advocacy group that tends to be dominated by middle to upper class white cis gay men and so best serves their interests, and so tends to be pretty assimilationist ("just act normal and everyone will treat you as normal--OMG, don't look like such a freak! If I stand next to you I'll never become the CEO of a big corporation!!")
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Will check out those links- I'm not sure I've read all of those posts. Thanks!
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You're welcome, hon!
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Thank you, dear!! (-:
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Carole, that was *pretty*!
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More seriously, thank you!! (-:
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The metafic thing is a bit head-scratching.
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It's a big roving discussion/imbroglio, and still ongoing, which I think is a good thing.