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Still here.

Riker: Shields
Yep, I'm alive.

That's it. That's the post.

Any of y'all still around?

Fanmix: WWE -- The Shield -- [R]evolution

Wade Barrett: HBIC
Medium: TV
Fandom: WWE
Subject: The Shield
Title: [R]evolution
Notes: A few tunes to play in the background when you're planting your combat boots solely in the posterior region of injustice. BELIEVE IN THE SHIELD! :) All tracks are mp3 format in a ZIP file. Featuring songs by Rise Against, The Offspring, 12 Stones, Rev Theory, Imagine Dragons and more. Drop me a line if snagging!

Sierra. Hotel. India. Echo. Lima. Delta.Collapse )

Changes?

Riker: Shields
So apparently, I'm on A03 now. My invite finally came. I guess that makes me some kind of big shot now.

I'm revising some old works to start posting over there just for funsies.

If any of you guys are curious, I'm ViolentGlitter over there. I'm not sure if you can follow or friend other users or whatever, but if you can, and you want to, there I am.

Back to productivity and coffee and old Talladega Nights scripts.
Kiff: FUCK
So I'm not sure if this counts as an existential crisis or something like it, or what.

Lately, I've been trying to figure out why exactly it is that I can't seem to write anymore.

I honestly can't remember the last time I actually set out to write something and actually finished. Hell, I can't remember the last time I sat down to write and didn't end up derailed or defeated. The mostly-joking phrase "HOW DO YOU WORDS?" is, for me, quite literal at the moment. I get an idea, gear up, sit down to write, and nothing happens. It's like my brain is just like "Haha, NOPE." I don't know if it's lack of practice, lack of confidence, lack of people who legitimately give a crap about anything I might have to say, I just. I don't even.

It's not a lack of ideas, because I have ideas. I have ideas upon ideas upon ideas jotted down in notebooks that are full of nothing BUT ideas. It's not a lack of inspiration, because I still seem to be able to find inspiration in the strangest places: A song on the radio, a football game, a photo on Tumblr, a familiar memory. Anything. Everything. I frequently find myself burdened with OTP feels, and I lament about them often (mostly on twitter, in the form of incoherent "AASKLJHASASLJH JUST HEARD 'SET FIRE TO THE RAIN' ON THE RADIO OMG THORLOKI FEELS OMG WHYYYY" posts). It's just, you know, trying to articulate those feels on paper; therein lies much of the problem.

One thing I feel is holding me back is this "what's the point" mentality that I've seemed to develop. This isn't something I've always felt, but it is something I've felt for a while, and I wish I could shake it. I remember when I wrote because I enjoyed doing it, because the pairings and stories made me happy. If there was someone out there who wanted to read what I wrote and share those feels with me, then that was all the better, but it wasn't the end of the world. I've never been one of those "fandom-famous" type writers. Nothing I've ever written has had an astounding number of readers. Most of pairings and fandoms I participate in aren't particularly popular these days, and the ones that are (the Avengers' fandom for example) already have an obscene number of writers who are exponentially more talented than I am, so it's like, why even bother. My contribution to those fandoms, I feel, would be like pissing on a five-alarm apartment fire. I will always feel intimidated and inadequate when it comes to large fandoms, but that's another story for another day.

So that covers the "lack of confidence" thing. Which brings me to the next topic, "lack of people who legitimately give a crap."

This is probably one of the most petty things of all, but those of you who do write know how much it sucks to put your time, heart, effort and thought into something and put it out there for the world to see, and nothing happens. I will never be one of those pitiful people begging their readers for reviews and threatening to discontinue a story due to a lack of people reviewing or leaving comments or the like. Hell, I would be happy just to know I HAD readers, but I digress. My original point, creating something (be it writing, art, etc) and sharing it in some venue is like putting an extension of yourself out there. If you're sharing your work, you're obviously wanting someone to acknowledge that work. It's a crappy feeling when nobody does. Yes, I know, ABLOOBLOOBLOO CRY MOAR but it's a fact.

I've been told that nobody posts on FF.net anymore. This was actually news to me. I'm always out of the loop, so I'm not really surprised. A lot of the people I interacted and shared things with here on LJ are just, you know, gone, which is sad. I miss this place, and a lot of you gave me some good feedback and opinions back in the day. I've been shamefully inactive here as of late, so I should hardly be surprised nobody's here anymore. I'll be surprised if anyone even reads this, to be honest.

I've signed up for an account at A03, because apparently that's what the cool kids are doing now. I'm nervous about it, but maybe it'll at least get me back into the groove of writing and posting again. I need to regain my confidence. I need to stop concentrating on how inadequate I feel, how shoddy of a writer I feel like I am, and get back into the game, so to speak. I've been benched for far too long. Time to get up off my ass and back into the swing of things, and to remember why I used to write. I need to get back into the mentality of writing simply for the sake of writing--for the characters, for the story, for the simple fact that I enjoy it, and that it makes me happy.

I'm just not sure how to get there.

Time to begin the process again. Anyone want to be my coach?

--EKB
Tebow: LULZ :D
Medium: RPF
Fandom: College Football
Subject: Tim Tebow/Urban Meyer
Title: No Life After You
Notes: Hey, guys, I'm just here to break all your hearts and stuff, no big deal. This has been sitting on my hard drive unfinished for ages, and I finally got the inspiration to buck up, swallow all my feels and tears and finish this thing. This is, I suppose, a ship manifesto of sorts for what became and will forever be my college football OTP to end all OTPs. In the wake of Tim Tebow's departure from UF and Urban Meyer's personal crisis, this mix was born.
Warnings: Angst. Nostalgia. Heartache. FEELS. I'M NOT SORRY.

Tracklist + Covers + ZIP file hereCollapse )

HOLY BALLS, PEOPLE, I AM ALIVE.

ST: TNG -- Data -- *falls over*
Lock your doors, hide your wives and children and set fire to your valuables. I'm here and I'M ON VACATION, so be aware of the potential for nonsensical posts heading your way because I'm immersing myself in old OTPs again.

Guys. GUYS.

THIS ISN'T SUPPOSED TO HURT, IS IT?

I just found a fanmix that was a manifesto of my college football OTP to end all OTPs and I'm listening to it right now and I JUST HAVE ALL THESE FEELS.

Glacier + Moon
The first time Loki pays a visit to Jotunheim, he goes in secrecy, and he does so on his own. He does so without thr knowledge of his meddlesome older brother or All-Father Odin, or even good Heimdall, whose gilded gaze is known to reach far through all the realms. No, muses Loki with undeniable satisfaction, not even the sharp eye of Asgard's gatekeeper can reach him here.

His journey takes him through Yggdrasil's labyrinth of covert pathways that lead beneath Asgard to Jotunheim. The shield of his own magic keeps him guarded. His passage, Loki is confident, is safe--well, as safe as it can be, Loki reminds himself. This is Jotunheim, after all.

When he emerges on the other side of the portal, he finds himself in the middle of a great ice-cavern, tall cliffs barricading either side and stretching high into an opaque blue-grey sky. The frozen realm's landscape is all jagged forms of rock and ice, sharpness fading into shadow. A frigid wind howls through the valley and moans over the unforgiving terrain.

* * *

GUYS. GUYS HELP I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M DOING.
Loki: Smile
Medium: Films/Real People
Fandom: Thor/RPF
Subject: Thor/Tom Hiddleston
Title: What If This Storm Ends?
Notes: This was originally made as the soundtrack for a fic. The tracklist follows the arc of the story, in which struggling mortal actor meets hunky blonde Asgardian god on a quest to find his rogue brother. The Asgardian falls in love with the charming mortal, and eventually said god finds said brother and must return them both to his own realm, leaving his lover pining until he is able to return. Cue the angst and longing.

TL;DR, crack pairing and lots of feels. Proceed at your own risk. :)

(Tracklist + Cover Art + ZIP file hereCollapse )

<3 Humor me. Let me know if you're snagging, or even if you just want to let me know I'm nuts. Either way, I'd love to hear from you. :D
Loki: Smile
Medium: Films
Fandom: Thor/The Avengers
Subject: Thor/Loki
Title: Aftermath
Notes: The third and final part of a series of fanmixes featuring these two. I'd like to think this one follows the evolution of Thor and Loki's relationship from the ending of Thor through The Avengers, and sort of follows Loki's spiral into madness as well. Here, we see a Loki who has gone from "I am vaguely jealous of you" to "I WILL PEE ON EVERYTHING YOU LOVE," and angst, angst, angst.
Warnings: Non-fraternal relations may or may not be implied. Mostly feels and rage, though.

(Tracklist + Cover Art + ZIP file hereCollapse )

<3

Apr. 24th, 2012

STXI: Nero - HELLO CHRISTOPHER
I feel like it's been, you know, forever since I've made a decent post here. And while I'm not sure this even qualifies as a decent post, and certainly not the deep and insightful look into my life that you were looking for (haha, you weren't), here I am nevertheless. :) I hope all of you have been well. I fear that the reason I've had so little to say is simply that--I've had very little to say. XD

These days, most of my time is consumed by work, raising this kid I have that some people refer to as a German Shepherd, and other life-type things. I've recently embarked on a scientific study devoted to figuring out how Tom Hiddleston's face works, and that dominates a lot of my spare time as well. I've gotten my hair cut several times. I've gone through a couple of significant life changes. But things are good, and I'm doing fine. :)

How is everybody here? What's going on in your lives? What sorts of things are you excited about? WHO HERE IS GOING TO SEE THE AVENGERS? ANYONE? :D :D :D

Well, back to working on this fanmix I've been promising myself I'd finish. This has been a post.

Regards,
Me. <3
JESUS CHRIST ITS A RABBIT
I just had to get this out somewhere. Chances are, if you don't watch WWE, you may not get this one, but that's okay.

All right, here goes. *deep breath*

JOHN LAURINAITIS IS A SEXY, SEXY MAN. THIS IS HOW I REALLY FEEL AND I DO NOT CARE WHO KNOWS IT.

...meep. *runs*

Sometimes you're far, but you're still mine.

Tebow + Meyer = Love
I know I go in circles. I know the windowpanes bring only rain and not your face.

NO, OKAY. I'M MAKING THIS FANMIX. AND IT IS BREAKING MY FUCKING HEART.

BREAKING IT.

A THOUSAND TINY LITTLE SPARKLY ORANGE AND BLUE PIECES ON THE FLOOR. LET ME DIE.

....HMM.

Saban: URBAN. CALL ME.
So, I was reading this article earlier.

This one right here no big deal.

And I found I could not get past the first, you know, sentence.

"Two weeks ago, with the Game of the Century tied at 6-6 and the clock ticking down in regulation, I found myself standing next to Urban Meyer on the Alabama sideline."

And all I can see is, "Urban Meyer on the Alabama sideline."

URBAN MEYER. ON THE ALABAMA SIDELINE.

Be still, my heart.
Saban: URBAN. CALL ME.
WRITING TODAY. :D Inspired by an impromptu road trip taken to Tuscaloosa yesterday. More on that later.

For now, I'm writing Nick Saban/Urban Meyer slash, and in the process, providing both Nick and myself with something we both desperately need after certain events of last weekend.



...SETTLE THE F$%# down, you say? Yes, sir. On it, sir.

Oh dear Lord.

Tebow + Meyer = Love
That awkward moment when one of your old OTPs makes an unexpected resurgence back into your life.

That still more awkward moment when you're sitting at the computer, filing through pictures of Tim Tebow and Urban Meyer and "I Look At You" by Miley Cyrus comes on your media player (don't judge).



Oh, this is gonna lead to something. I just know it.

ETA: NOW "I KNOW" BY TRESPASSERS WILLIAM. FUCK ALL, MY CREYS. ALL OF THEM.

That awkward moment when...

Kiff: FUCK
A random google image search turns up a picture of Lane Kiffin, looking as though he has seen coming far upon the horizon a scourge of a thousand plagues. Or maybe Urban Meyer.



Bonus awkward points if you weren't even searching for Lane Kiffin. XD

This is highly unorthodox, Commander.

ST: TNG -- Data -- *falls over*


Before you guys say anything, yes, I realize this is hella early, but if Wal-Mart and Home Depot can put their Christmas trees and light-up yard reindeers out now, then darn it, so can I.

Ladies and Gentlemen (or pretty much just ladies, I think), it is officially November. Which means next month is December. Which means...

HOLIDAY FIC REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

OFFICIALLY, STARTING RIGHT NOW.

The rules, for those of you who don't know them, are simple.

The rules, friends, are simple. If you would like a Holiday Gift!Fic from yours truly, comment to this post before December 15, 2011 with the following:

A: Request
B: Prompt
C: Character/Pairing, if applicable

**Prompts can be as general ("shampoo") or as specific ("Wade Barrett washing his hair while Justin Gabriel watches him in the shower") as you'd like them to be. Prompts do not necessarily have to be holiday-related, but they certainly can be. Anything is gravy, really. I AM HERE TO MAKE YOU HAPPY. :D

**Fills will be drabble to short-fic length, 100 words at the least. Specific word-length requests (I want 5,000 words) will not be recognized. Sorry!

**One request per person, por favor!

**I LOVE YOU ALL. :D

Behind the cut is a list of all the fandoms I am familiar with. Please mind the list, as some items have been added since last year's shopping season.

This comes in green, right?Collapse )

Aaaaaand GO! In the words of Jim Kirk, "NOW NOW NOW DO IT NOW!" The sooner you prompt, the sooner I can write! :D

I'm hoping to get an early start this year just so, you know, I MIGHT ACTUALLY FINISH THEM ALL THIS YEAR. To those of you who never received their gifties last season I AM SORRY. Perhaps I might even do something special to try to make it up to you. :)

Just a thought.

Riker: Shields
I really, really need to get back writing again.

This is "National Novel Writing Month" after all.

I'm not a novelist, but I can at least use November as an excuse, right?

Lane Kiffin is a wanker.

Loki: Smile
...WELL, HE IS. AND DON'T YOU FORGET IT, EVER.

This is what happens when I can't think of a relevant title.

Actually, I suppose it would be relevant, considering I did watch the latter part of the USC game last evening, and "LANE KIFFIN, YOU WANKER" was one of the things I was shouting at the television.

Lane Kiffin is a wanker. Case closed.

Anyhoo. So even though my entire week/last 10 days was utter shite, weekend was awesome. Slept in and shopping yesterday (FINALLY GOT CAPTAIN AMERICA ON DVD THANK YOU JEEZUS) and went to an epic costume Halloween party where there was football, booze and Space Invaders. I went as the lost member of the Misfits known as Jerri Only von Frankenstein.

Picture behind the cut, because it is freaking huge.

They called us walking corpses, unholy living deadCollapse )

For the record, my hair was spray-painted black, which was a pain in the ARSE to get out of everything today. Somehow, half the dye on my head ended up on my face this morning. No, I don't know how.

Today I went to the pumpkin patch with Mum and bought a giant pumpkin to carve. Made pumpkin chili for dinner and carved an epic jack-o-lantern and spent time with my babies. All in all, a perfect weekend.

Hope everyone's Halloween celebrations were/will be awesome! :) For now, I'm off to do a test run of our jack o'lantern. XD Peace!

XOXO,
Me <3

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