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Dec. 19th, 2011 08:30 amThank you to
_bettina_,
zelda_zee,
madamebeetroot,
sunsetmog
romanticalgirl ( love the Mikey and Pete penguins ♥ )
sperrywink ♥ ,
piratesunk,
augustuscaesar
digital_diva,
greedy_dancer,
chalcopyrite,
dangerous_47 ( your story was adorable! ),
pensnest and
turlough, thank you so much for the calendar and pot holder. ( which I now know the technical name of after seeing other posts *g* ) it's gorgeous, and I'm very happy to have a calendar this year ♥ I also have a card from someone from Germany ( Fleur? ) I can't match user name to, but was very much loved when it arrived.
I think at this point I should give up on the post I've had in drafts for over a week. So to sum up.
Most Christmas gifts are now bought, wrapped and under the tree. Cards have been written and the second lot will be sent tomorrow. Where no doubt I'll get told that do I know that some won't get there before Christmas? And yes, yes I do. I'm always amazed when any of my stuff gets to where it's supposed to be on time.
Haven't talked to mam all this week after she sent nasty texts to James last Saturday. When told why I was annoyed at her she said, 'why, I didn't send the texts to her'. And really, it doesn't work that way. I'll be going up there later though, I don't need this hanging over our heads during Christmas. And I did go up, seriously, one day I'll post an entry the same day I start it.
Stuffsit has been written, edited and submitted.
I've watched all of Once Upon a Time and
But omg, the last episode killed me. It was my favourite of the season so far, and the whole way through was this feeling of doom, that poor Graham was on borrowed time. And then as soon as I saw her go for the hearts I knew. That end scene. D: I felt horrible for him, and surprised that the show went so dark with him being the pet of the queen.
Also, Mary Margaret is adorable and she needs to be with Charming.
Corey broke up from school on Friday, and yesterday he helped his dad paint a giant reindeer and snowman for the Cubs Christmas party tonight. Watching them work together was like a mini Christmas miracle, no arguing, no butting heads. It was kind of amazing. We also went to see the relatives yesterday and then took Kayleigh and Kay to a giant craft shop as they've started selling lolly pop trees.
I signed up for
picfor1000 I think this will be my 7th year for the challenge. Yikes. This year the theme is perfection, and considering my own personal challenge is to always write something that features the Way bros only, I guess this means 1000 words of them telling each other how awesome they think they other is.
Today I get to clean house while Corey, James, Kayleigh and Kay go to the Metro Centre. I think I've got the best end of that deal.
monkey_pie gave me five things that reminded her of me. H/C, Mikeyway, courgettes, family and popslash. I talk about them
H/C -- I love it, simple as. I've talked to various people over the years about why, but have never been able to fully explain just why it hits me the way that it does. I've always loved it, when I was a kid I was really into the Hardy Boys books, and the one where Joe Hardy gets knocked off his bike and ends up in hospital would fall open at that page because I read it so much.
I love every kind, from stuff like minor illnesses to the major stuff. I know some people don't understand that, and that's fine, but I'm quite sane in the head and am not about to go out and kidnap someone just because I like reading stuff like that.
I'm someone who likes to be left alone when I'm sick, but I love to read about someone being mother henned, wrapped up in blankets and taken care of, or someone pushed to the edge and toppling over, their lives fucked up until someone holds out a hand. That's a huge theme to my stories, that in the depths of despair there'll be someone there to help. To get you off the streets, to save you from a slave camp or sex ship. That when you've been beaten down and think you can't go on there's always hope.
No doubt my betas will be laughing at me now but the comfort part is just as important. I like them to hurt but I also like them to be comforted after, even if that is a little uneven in my writing at times.
I doubt I'll be ever able to explain exactly why I love h/c so much. You'll either get it or you won't, and I'm very lucky to have good friends who do get it.
Mikey Way -- I think he's amazing, I know, you're all shocked because I try to keep it secret.
Most people will know this but Mikey wasn't my first bandom love. Pete was my gateway, and then I found Mikey and it was game over. On a shallow level I think he's ridiculously hot, but in a way where it's obvious he doesn't actually realise that. I've never lost at Mikey sex chicken yet, even at his most greasy. I've enjoyed every hairstyle, like that he's not perfect and has been pictured with bad skin, love that he's got a style of his own and wears what he wants when he wants, even if that's wearing a shirt until it's on the verge of falling apart or his sister in laws clothes.
Other than that I respect him -- a lot. He's changed his life so drastically, going from someone who used to hide back at the drum riser to someone who'll stand centre stage and play on his own. I mean, who would ever imagine that Mikey would close a show down on his own one day? I can't even begin to imagine how hard it must have been to battle his mental health issues, and to do so while in the public eye. Then to add on battling addiction on top, seriously, I admire him so much.
I love that he loves Gerard so deeply, and doesn't care who knows it, and that he has all these friends that he seemingly keeps in touch with. I love that he's obviously devoted to Alicia, and that they'll walk hand in hand while surrounded by fans. I love that he continuously improves his bass playing, the lines becoming more complex and easily heard.
He just fascinates me and I think he's fantastic.
Courgettes -- I'm highly amused that this made the list.
But okay, a few years back we decided to try gardening. We only have a small garden so ended up with a plastic greenhouse and a load of containers. Honestly, we're still not very good. We try but we're still learning, discovering things like tomato plants really don't have to be pruned until they look like palm trees and that chives are impossible to grow -- fucking chives >:( But one thing we're good at is growing courgettes.
We planted so many of the things and they kept growing. For the last two years we've eaten a ridiculous amount of courgettes in the summer. Courgettes in stir fries, courgettes in curry, courgettes roasted, courgettes grilled. You name it we've tried it. Thankfully we like them, if not the neighbours would have ended up with bags of courgettes hanging on the door handles *g*
Family -- I love my family, but they also drive me insane at times.
I live with James and Corey, my other half and 15 year old son. James is physically disabled which leads to issues sometimes, but mostly it's second nature to help him dress etc. He works at the ambulance service taking 999 calls, and it's a job he really likes, even if it does mean 5am starts when he's on day shifts. Corey is a typical teen, into clothes and Facebook but has no issues at all helping his dad put on his leg or helping him do stuff he physically can't. We've been really lucky with him, he's a great kid, and finally seems to be coming out of the self absorbed phase most teens seem to go through, doing stuff like putting out the bins without being asked or taking ironed clothes upstairs. He does still argue with James often, they're too similar in temprement and often I want to bang their heads together and then leave them to it. But they always get over it.
We live within a 20 minute drive of all our close family. Mam lives less than a minute walk from our house, something I sometimes wish we could change. She has an alcohol problem and has done since I was a kid. She's done and said some incredibly hurtful things to us all, but I love her more than anything. In my mind the person she is when she drinks is a totally different one to the mam who doesn't, which is maybe not the best way to deal with things but it works.
My dad lives about a five minute drive away. He lives with his partner who he's been with since I was 12. I like her, she's nice but we're not really close. I was very much a daddy's girl, he was a fireman and he was my hero. Someone who took me for walks with our dog and was there always, even if he didn't talk much. After he retired from the fire service he got Parkinson's and it's heart breaking to see him now, trying to talk and failing often.
I see him every Sunday at nanna's. My nanna is amazing, she's in her 90's, has no brain to mouth filter at all and always seems to visit when my house is looking its worse. Seriously, her beady eyes see everything, and one time when everything was clean and sparkling she noted the stairs could do with a hoover. But I love her deeply. Last week I was at her house looking at her Christmas cards and she grabbed hold of me and said, 'I love you you know'. Everyone needs someone like that in their life.
My sister lives a five minutes drive in a different direction. She lives with her girlfriend and has just lost her job so they're struggling right now. Kayleigh is.... well, she's Kayleigh. She's 12 years younger than me and I pretty much brought her up. She over-shares often, holds some weird opinions and is responsible for starting the rumour that I write porn for a living.
I also have a brother who lives in yet another town five minutes away. It's like Houghton is in the middle and they've all spiralled out. I don't see him as often as the others as he has two young kids and a demanding job, plus his partner hates mam so won't come to the house which limits contact. But I love him too, just in a more distant way.
And that just leaves the in-laws. They're the kind of people who'd give you the shirt off their back, they're also loud, and talk over each other all the time, which is one of my pet peeves. James does it too but at least I can tell him to knock it off, when I go to their house it's a case of staying quiet mostly because someone will talk over you. Did I say that they're loud?
And that's more about my family you ever wanted to know.
Popslash -- Fandom of my heart.
Popslash was the fandom where I first started to interact as a fan. I was in popslash for a really long time, and it was there I wrote stories I remain proud of, where I created and ran my first solo comms, where I made many friends who remain friends now.
Camp Sparkle is a huge part of that. It's a yearly gathering where popslash people meet up for a week and have a great time. The people who go there are special, many of them I don't share a fandom with now, and that means that we may not communicate often during the year, but that never matters when we meet up.
I'm horribly awkward meeting people, and in groups tend to be mute, but I've never felt uncomfortable. They've always accepted me, even at my worst, and some of my happiest memories are due to popslash, and I will be forever grateful that it brought so many amazing people into my life.
I love that the fandom was so free and easy. Labels, who needs them!? In popslash you were lucky if you were told what pairing it was before going in to read. That's why I got such a shock when I started to write bandom, rating, warnings, summaries, what madness was this? Also, anything went in popslash, boys turning into animals or objects, bring it on! Mom cest? Why not? It was sparkly, amazing goodness. It's also a fandom with incredibly talented writers, which is why The Wednesday Thing remains one of my favourite stories ever.
As for the groups themselves. I started as a BSB fan but Nsync was the one that captured my heart, especially Chris. Chris was my Mikey, still is my Mikey just in a more background way. I like the music, everything from the upbeat insanity of Pop with fake!Joey to ballads featuring squirrel fur pants.
I love that we have Justin, who will forever be Juppy in his bedazzled bandana and blinding grin. JC with his penis pants and ever changing hair, Lance with his incredible voice and his 'assistant' that he took to CFTC, Joey and his constant grin and stealth hotness and Chris. Oh Chris with his braids and braces ( be still my heart ) and his admission years later that he struggled with depression, something that was a surprise to no one I'm sure.
It makes my heart glad that they still meet up. I got teary-eyed when they met for Chris' birthday.
Popslash isn't my main fandom, but that doesn't mean I don't still love it, because I do.
I think at this point I should give up on the post I've had in drafts for over a week. So to sum up.
Most Christmas gifts are now bought, wrapped and under the tree. Cards have been written and the second lot will be sent tomorrow. Where no doubt I'll get told that do I know that some won't get there before Christmas? And yes, yes I do. I'm always amazed when any of my stuff gets to where it's supposed to be on time.
Haven't talked to mam all this week after she sent nasty texts to James last Saturday. When told why I was annoyed at her she said, 'why, I didn't send the texts to her'. And really, it doesn't work that way. I'll be going up there later though, I don't need this hanging over our heads during Christmas. And I did go up, seriously, one day I'll post an entry the same day I start it.
Stuffsit has been written, edited and submitted.
I've watched all of Once Upon a Time and
But omg, the last episode killed me. It was my favourite of the season so far, and the whole way through was this feeling of doom, that poor Graham was on borrowed time. And then as soon as I saw her go for the hearts I knew. That end scene. D: I felt horrible for him, and surprised that the show went so dark with him being the pet of the queen.
Also, Mary Margaret is adorable and she needs to be with Charming.
Corey broke up from school on Friday, and yesterday he helped his dad paint a giant reindeer and snowman for the Cubs Christmas party tonight. Watching them work together was like a mini Christmas miracle, no arguing, no butting heads. It was kind of amazing. We also went to see the relatives yesterday and then took Kayleigh and Kay to a giant craft shop as they've started selling lolly pop trees.
I signed up for
Today I get to clean house while Corey, James, Kayleigh and Kay go to the Metro Centre. I think I've got the best end of that deal.
H/C -- I love it, simple as. I've talked to various people over the years about why, but have never been able to fully explain just why it hits me the way that it does. I've always loved it, when I was a kid I was really into the Hardy Boys books, and the one where Joe Hardy gets knocked off his bike and ends up in hospital would fall open at that page because I read it so much.
I love every kind, from stuff like minor illnesses to the major stuff. I know some people don't understand that, and that's fine, but I'm quite sane in the head and am not about to go out and kidnap someone just because I like reading stuff like that.
I'm someone who likes to be left alone when I'm sick, but I love to read about someone being mother henned, wrapped up in blankets and taken care of, or someone pushed to the edge and toppling over, their lives fucked up until someone holds out a hand. That's a huge theme to my stories, that in the depths of despair there'll be someone there to help. To get you off the streets, to save you from a slave camp or sex ship. That when you've been beaten down and think you can't go on there's always hope.
No doubt my betas will be laughing at me now but the comfort part is just as important. I like them to hurt but I also like them to be comforted after, even if that is a little uneven in my writing at times.
I doubt I'll be ever able to explain exactly why I love h/c so much. You'll either get it or you won't, and I'm very lucky to have good friends who do get it.
Mikey Way -- I think he's amazing, I know, you're all shocked because I try to keep it secret.
Most people will know this but Mikey wasn't my first bandom love. Pete was my gateway, and then I found Mikey and it was game over. On a shallow level I think he's ridiculously hot, but in a way where it's obvious he doesn't actually realise that. I've never lost at Mikey sex chicken yet, even at his most greasy. I've enjoyed every hairstyle, like that he's not perfect and has been pictured with bad skin, love that he's got a style of his own and wears what he wants when he wants, even if that's wearing a shirt until it's on the verge of falling apart or his sister in laws clothes.
Other than that I respect him -- a lot. He's changed his life so drastically, going from someone who used to hide back at the drum riser to someone who'll stand centre stage and play on his own. I mean, who would ever imagine that Mikey would close a show down on his own one day? I can't even begin to imagine how hard it must have been to battle his mental health issues, and to do so while in the public eye. Then to add on battling addiction on top, seriously, I admire him so much.
I love that he loves Gerard so deeply, and doesn't care who knows it, and that he has all these friends that he seemingly keeps in touch with. I love that he's obviously devoted to Alicia, and that they'll walk hand in hand while surrounded by fans. I love that he continuously improves his bass playing, the lines becoming more complex and easily heard.
He just fascinates me and I think he's fantastic.
Courgettes -- I'm highly amused that this made the list.
But okay, a few years back we decided to try gardening. We only have a small garden so ended up with a plastic greenhouse and a load of containers. Honestly, we're still not very good. We try but we're still learning, discovering things like tomato plants really don't have to be pruned until they look like palm trees and that chives are impossible to grow -- fucking chives >:( But one thing we're good at is growing courgettes.
We planted so many of the things and they kept growing. For the last two years we've eaten a ridiculous amount of courgettes in the summer. Courgettes in stir fries, courgettes in curry, courgettes roasted, courgettes grilled. You name it we've tried it. Thankfully we like them, if not the neighbours would have ended up with bags of courgettes hanging on the door handles *g*
Family -- I love my family, but they also drive me insane at times.
I live with James and Corey, my other half and 15 year old son. James is physically disabled which leads to issues sometimes, but mostly it's second nature to help him dress etc. He works at the ambulance service taking 999 calls, and it's a job he really likes, even if it does mean 5am starts when he's on day shifts. Corey is a typical teen, into clothes and Facebook but has no issues at all helping his dad put on his leg or helping him do stuff he physically can't. We've been really lucky with him, he's a great kid, and finally seems to be coming out of the self absorbed phase most teens seem to go through, doing stuff like putting out the bins without being asked or taking ironed clothes upstairs. He does still argue with James often, they're too similar in temprement and often I want to bang their heads together and then leave them to it. But they always get over it.
We live within a 20 minute drive of all our close family. Mam lives less than a minute walk from our house, something I sometimes wish we could change. She has an alcohol problem and has done since I was a kid. She's done and said some incredibly hurtful things to us all, but I love her more than anything. In my mind the person she is when she drinks is a totally different one to the mam who doesn't, which is maybe not the best way to deal with things but it works.
My dad lives about a five minute drive away. He lives with his partner who he's been with since I was 12. I like her, she's nice but we're not really close. I was very much a daddy's girl, he was a fireman and he was my hero. Someone who took me for walks with our dog and was there always, even if he didn't talk much. After he retired from the fire service he got Parkinson's and it's heart breaking to see him now, trying to talk and failing often.
I see him every Sunday at nanna's. My nanna is amazing, she's in her 90's, has no brain to mouth filter at all and always seems to visit when my house is looking its worse. Seriously, her beady eyes see everything, and one time when everything was clean and sparkling she noted the stairs could do with a hoover. But I love her deeply. Last week I was at her house looking at her Christmas cards and she grabbed hold of me and said, 'I love you you know'. Everyone needs someone like that in their life.
My sister lives a five minutes drive in a different direction. She lives with her girlfriend and has just lost her job so they're struggling right now. Kayleigh is.... well, she's Kayleigh. She's 12 years younger than me and I pretty much brought her up. She over-shares often, holds some weird opinions and is responsible for starting the rumour that I write porn for a living.
I also have a brother who lives in yet another town five minutes away. It's like Houghton is in the middle and they've all spiralled out. I don't see him as often as the others as he has two young kids and a demanding job, plus his partner hates mam so won't come to the house which limits contact. But I love him too, just in a more distant way.
And that just leaves the in-laws. They're the kind of people who'd give you the shirt off their back, they're also loud, and talk over each other all the time, which is one of my pet peeves. James does it too but at least I can tell him to knock it off, when I go to their house it's a case of staying quiet mostly because someone will talk over you. Did I say that they're loud?
And that's more about my family you ever wanted to know.
Popslash -- Fandom of my heart.
Popslash was the fandom where I first started to interact as a fan. I was in popslash for a really long time, and it was there I wrote stories I remain proud of, where I created and ran my first solo comms, where I made many friends who remain friends now.
Camp Sparkle is a huge part of that. It's a yearly gathering where popslash people meet up for a week and have a great time. The people who go there are special, many of them I don't share a fandom with now, and that means that we may not communicate often during the year, but that never matters when we meet up.
I'm horribly awkward meeting people, and in groups tend to be mute, but I've never felt uncomfortable. They've always accepted me, even at my worst, and some of my happiest memories are due to popslash, and I will be forever grateful that it brought so many amazing people into my life.
I love that the fandom was so free and easy. Labels, who needs them!? In popslash you were lucky if you were told what pairing it was before going in to read. That's why I got such a shock when I started to write bandom, rating, warnings, summaries, what madness was this? Also, anything went in popslash, boys turning into animals or objects, bring it on! Mom cest? Why not? It was sparkly, amazing goodness. It's also a fandom with incredibly talented writers, which is why The Wednesday Thing remains one of my favourite stories ever.
As for the groups themselves. I started as a BSB fan but Nsync was the one that captured my heart, especially Chris. Chris was my Mikey, still is my Mikey just in a more background way. I like the music, everything from the upbeat insanity of Pop with fake!Joey to ballads featuring squirrel fur pants.
I love that we have Justin, who will forever be Juppy in his bedazzled bandana and blinding grin. JC with his penis pants and ever changing hair, Lance with his incredible voice and his 'assistant' that he took to CFTC, Joey and his constant grin and stealth hotness and Chris. Oh Chris with his braids and braces ( be still my heart ) and his admission years later that he struggled with depression, something that was a surprise to no one I'm sure.
It makes my heart glad that they still meet up. I got teary-eyed when they met for Chris' birthday.
Popslash isn't my main fandom, but that doesn't mean I don't still love it, because I do.
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Date: 2011-12-19 01:08 pm (UTC)I hope things work out with you mom before Christmas -- it's no fun to be in the midst of that kind of tension over the holidays.
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Date: 2011-12-19 01:30 pm (UTC)I don't understand people who don't see just how great he is.
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Date: 2011-12-19 01:34 pm (UTC)No, it's really not. But we'll sort it out, we always do.
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Date: 2011-12-19 06:53 pm (UTC)I can't believe it's already time for
Your meme answers are so much fun. I'm always slightly astonished at how different our tastes are though. It's a little like what you say about Camp Sparkle, we're friends because we're friends :-) It doesn't matter that we don't share the same interests or have the same tastes, we like each other as persons!
I still refuse to acknowledge that ratings exist. They're an abomination and should be exterminated!! >:[
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Date: 2011-12-19 11:08 pm (UTC)Popslash is love, no doubt.
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Date: 2011-12-20 08:50 am (UTC)Mikeyway and Chris are love.
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Date: 2011-12-22 10:41 am (UTC)I am so glad being Chris girls means we got to meet each other,and that getting to know each other means that we get to be friends. Love you, lady.
(How in the hell is C 15 now??!! The fact that you two have raised an awesome human being doesn't surprise me, but the growing up part? That's *weird*
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Date: 2011-12-23 09:05 pm (UTC)I'm really glad too. You're all kinds of awesome and I'm lucky to have you as a friend ♥
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Date: 2011-12-23 09:09 pm (UTC)Yes. Yes they are.
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Date: 2011-12-23 09:10 pm (UTC)Popslash will always remain special to me.
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Date: 2011-12-23 09:16 pm (UTC)This year has flow over, even faster than usual it seems. Who knows what ridiculousness will happen with the Ways. I think the challenge is just an excuse to go crazy now *g*
Yep, that's it exactly. It's how I like it tbh, that we are different and we know that, but it doesn't matter at all. Well, apart from a little teasing every now and then.
I agree! Stupid things that they are.
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Date: 2012-01-02 05:39 pm (UTC)So very sad that I missed the deadline to sign up for
Hee, Turps, you're deffo the Queen of H/C. Your love for the genre is very palpable in your fic. I'm a total sucker for the comfort part so I will trudge to reading about Mikeyway suffering as long as I know that things will turn out OK for him. :)
Aww, your write-up about Mikeyway was beyond fantastic! He's something else, isn't he?
I love my family, but they also drive me insane at times.
Ain't that the truth?
It's so fascinating to see how free spirited Popslash was/is. Maybe my surprise has to do with the fact that the source material (the bands themselves)'s main demographic is considered to be innocent (what, with them being teenage girls and all.) I don't think I've ever been in a fandom that didn't use any kind of labels. It must have deffo been a shock to you to see how different things elsewhere.
Anyhoo, this is one cool post. ^_^
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Date: 2012-03-07 06:28 pm (UTC)Picfor1000 was fun, I'm glad I signed. It's the challenge that has the most meaning for me, even if it is so short.
What a lovely thing to say, I don't mind being seen as the queen of h/c. Thank you ♥
Popslash was insanely free in terms of labelling, something I didn't appreciate until I moved onto bandom. People always seem surprised at the lack, but it's the norm for the fandom. It always seems like I'm exaggerating when I say you're lucky to get a pairing, but that's exactly how it was. Until I moved on I never went into a story knowing word count or what it was going to be about.