It's been a while.

[teylaminh]

I realised I haven't actually done a proper entry for a while, but then again, I haven't really done anything particularly exciting or worthy of note.  My room is pretty much sorted, though.  I'm starting to realise I have too much stuff to intelligently fit into the amount of space I have, and I definitely cannot buy any more videos because I have nowhere to put them, literally.  All my shelves, drawers, and boxes are full.  I also cannot buy any more clothes without throwing some more out, and I've already been through them once...

Job hunt is currently non-existent.  I should probably go around Brum at some point and look in pub windows, and I have an appointment at the Job Centre on the 6th, with lots of scary forms to fill in in the interim.  I only hope they're more bloody coherent than those damned Student Loan applications...

I am, as you may have noticed, rather horrendously trapped in my Most Haunted obsession, and I've been spending lots of time posting in mosthauntedgeek, which is why it feels like I've done lots of posting recently.  (To that end, look, another icon.  At least I'm honest about it. :P Hey, is it my fault they force Derek and Ivvy to do adorable posed photoshoots?)  Come Forward is off the ground, and chapter two is now written, plus I spent today making up a chapter plan for it, and I have to say, I think it's going to work.  I wasn't entirely sure I could pull it off, but... you know, I think I might.  I've also been watching the edited-to-half-an-hour repeats of Series 1 on Ftn, which are Mondays, and Wednesday-Friday at 9pm (Tuesday being the original MH-night, but is now Dead Famous night, which is pretty much the same thing, but with Gail Porter, set in America, and trying to contact famous people instead of random ghosts... Though I think Derek contacted Charles I once...)  A fix is a fix in any form.  Alas, I'm slipping into old shipping habits and watching Derek and Yvette's every move like a hawk...

As for mosthauntedgeek, in the wake of the Derby live show, it's all non-stop action with screencaps - mainly for my benefit, and I think someone's going to shout at me for clogging the community up with random shippiness - and icons and CF updates and member questionairres.  All good fun.  I've also obtained an insane amount of random friends from the same community in the space of about two days, namely, (in no order), izzles, tengirlsago, thescruffydog, and before that, killer___queen, pandorasblog and lutonairport.  And at the rate we're shipping, I may have to add desired_destiny, too, as I've just noticed she's added me... (I wondered how long that'd take :P)  Yay for complete and unabandoned geekness. :D

Hello to all the new people, incidentally, and it's nice to meet you...

I was also added, it seems, by nessaelerrina, who has also added other Buffyfic authors such as the inimitible Kallysten and Eurydice (who wrote the fic I'm enraptured with, "Promise of Frost"), so I feel rather humbled.  I apologise, in that case, for the decided lack of anything Buffyesque on my journal of late...

And, if that wasn't enough, I'm currently having a very interesting debate on starsareageless, the previously rather arrid Sunset Boulevard community, with fullofstarlight about the various pairings.  It's here, if anyone wants to read my incredibly long and rambling, uh, ramblings...

Me, last_dance and my mother are going to Alton Towers on Thursday, including a sleepover at mine the night before and after, so hurrah.  I shall inflict MH on her and watch her suffer...  Gah, see what I mean?  Completely trapped...

Oh, and this is why I started this post in the first place, and my above comment on the lack of Buffyness is now completely redundent.  My brain's going at a rate of knots lately; in the middle of writing chapter 2 of CF, I was struck with a random bit of conversation for the epic Buffyfic.


This to form part of the Buffy/Giles conversation/confrontation when she finds out about the prophesy (that is, the Slayer and the Champion produce a child who goes on to help defeat the First in the battle to end all battles…), and realises there’s quite a bit Giles isn’t telling her…  The fact of the matter is, she’s adamant that she does not want to have the baby, though she won't tell anyone why, and Giles has just caught her heading determinedly out of the door, instinctively knowing where she’s going…

Buffy:  Giles, don’t you get it?  I don’t want this thing inside of me.  I don’t want it!

Giles:  Buffy, just listen-

Buffy:  No, you listen!  I don’t want to bring a child into this world who is going to look exactly like its father.  I don’t want to stare into my own child’s eyes and hate it because it’s not him.  I don’t want a constant reminder of the fact that the first time I saw him truly happy was just hours before the last time I saw him alive.  More than that, I refuse to raise a child without a father, Giles…

Giles:  You’re not going to be alone.  This child will have plenty of male role models all around-

Buffy:  That’s beside the point.  Spike should be here.  He should have been here all the damn time, but he’s not, and I don’t care about the damn prophesy.  I am not doing this without him.

Giles:  You don’t have a choice.

Buffy:  Like Hell I don’t.

Giles:  Buffy, you must carry this child to term…  If the baby is not born, when the time comes for the battle, we will be defeated.  No matter how many Slayers we train, we can’t win.  We could raise an entire bloody army, but it wouldn’t make a difference.  There is no in-between, Buffy, not this time; there really is only black and white.

Buffy:  I’ll make a shade of grey.  Why me?

Giles:  You’re the Slayer.

Buffy:  That tune’s getting real old, Giles.  I’m not the Slayer.  Not any more.  I’m a Slayer, singular, one of hundreds, and I’m sick of being the prophesy girl.  Pick another.  Why not Faith, I bet she and Robin’d make great parents.  One big, happy, dysfunctional family, right there.

Giles:  It has to be you.  There’s no other way.

Buffy:  Why?

Giles:  The son of the Slayer must be born of herself and the Champion.  There is nothing either of us can do.  I’m sorry…

Buffy:  Son?

Giles:  Oh, bugger it…

Buffy:  I don’t even get a choice?

Giles:  You don’t usually get a choice anyway… it’s mostly down to luck.

Buffy:  Well, thanks for ruining the element of surprise, there, Giles.  That really helps.  Does that prophesy tell you what I’ve got to call him, too?

Giles:  Uh.  No.  It’s not that specific…

Buffy:  Gee, that’s reassuring…

Of course, it's very rough.  I didn't want to write random bits of dialogue before I actually got to that point in the story - and I've been looking forward to writing that part for ages - but I've also got a sheet of A4 somewhere with other random dialogue on to include later, and I had to get that down before it went away completely...

And that, I think, is everything.  Wow, does this make up for the lack of posting?

Oh, and last_dance, you can see the prettypretty Jack Sparrow poster when you come, because it's in a confined space and too close for me to get a decent picture...

Now I'm off to make  Karl/Yvette icon to compensate for the Wrongness... :D

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[last-dance.livejournal.com]

Um... hang on, is it this thursday or next thursday we're going?