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User:crowdfunding (posted by houseboatonstyx)
Date:2014-04-23 16:49
Subject:Automatic pay per minute?

(Sorry about the odd formatting. If it's a problem, I'll try to figure out how to fix it.)

I just had an idea! Does 'crowdfunding' have to require a computer? What about a 900 number?

This might work for someone who has good sound recordings of their stories being read aloud. You might post segments at a 900 number, which anyone can call from any phone -- and you get a dime per minute (or some other amount you set) for however long they listen.

Charge is painless for the reader: it's just added to their phone bill.

More info is at
ehow . com / how_1000710_get-900-number.html

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Date:2014-04-23 23:49
Subject:[FANMIX] Party Like A Musketeer, an outrageous fanmix for your military-themed dance parties

***An outrageous fanmix for your military-themed dance parties***

1. My Oh My - Aqua

2. Die Young - Ke$ha

3. Commander - Kelly Rowland feat. David Guetta

4. Fighter - Christina Aguilera

5. L.S.F. - Kasabian

6. Seconds - U2

7. Heroes - David Bowie

8. Some Nights - Fun.

9. Rock The Casbah - The Clash

10. Seven Nation Army - The White Stripes

11. Killing In The Name - Rage Against The Machine

12. Bombs Over Baghdad - Outkast

13. Massive Attack - Nicki Minaj feat. Sean Garrett

14. Run Boy Run - Woodkid

15. Take Me Out - Franz Ferdinand

16. Oh My God - Kaiser Chiefs

17. Holiday - Green Day

18. Uprising - Muse

19. Hey Brother - Avicii

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Date:2014-04-23 14:31
Subject:wherever i am, i am what is missing
Mood: sore

Ugh, I woke up this morning with a terrible headache and nothing so far has helped.

I think I might have broken geeky co-worker #3 this morning. He asked me if I was excited about Spider-Man 2, and I was like, "More like really concerned." spoilers for a 40 year old comics arcCollapse )

*spoiler for ASM2Collapse )

SHIELD: "The Only Light in the Darkness"
spoilers, not squee; also Cap 2 spoilers I guessCollapse )

So there's that.


Wednesday reading meme:

What I've just finished

The First World War by Hew Strachan, which is a good overview of WWI, if a bit drier in tone than the other books I've been reading. Its main flaw is the absence of maps. I don't understand how nobody said, "Hey, can we get some maps to illustrate all the things you're talking about?"

I also reread Wyrd Sisters, which was really enjoyable.

What I'm reading now

I've moved on to rereading Guards! Guards!, which I'm also enjoying.

What's next

I don't know? I might do another WWI history, or possibly a book about both wars and the inter-war period, and intersperse the heavy non-fiction with a Discworld reread. I also have a Star Wars tie-in novel I haven't read, and a bunch of comics to catch up on, so there could be that, too. *hands*


Today's poem:

Keeping Things Whole

In a field
I am the absence
of field.
This is
always the case.
Wherever I am
I am what is missing.

When I walk
I part the air
and always
the air moves in
to fill the spaces
where my body's been.

We all have reasons
for moving.
I move
to keep things whole.

~Mark Strand


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Date:2014-04-23 12:03
Subject:My tweets

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Date:2014-04-22 22:31
Subject:Wandering iPod

Earlier this year, my faithful companion and beloved entertainer passed into disability: the first-generation iPod Nano which I'd received for Christmas in 2006 stopped talking to my computer. Tried changing the USB port, and the USB cable, to no avail ... I've replaced it with a slightly newer one which is doing well, but the old one is still functioning perfectly aside from the inability to update it, and has a lot of good stuff on it, so I'm reluctant to throw it away, and that gave me the idea of The Wandering iPod.

Here's how it would work. If you'd like to listen to the 4GB of quality audio, either comment or send me your email address. I will make a list, contact Person 1 to get a mailing address, and send the dear little thing in the mail; when Person 1 is done with it s/he lets me know and I get them in touch with Person 2, to whom they send it on, and so on. Now, this would all be on the honour system because I have no way of policing the participants, and it would be dependent on each person to hand off the iPod instead of, say, losing it at the back of a drawer somewhere, but if we could get it rolling this could be a really fun thing and an interesting permutation of the 'sharing economy' or whatever they're calling it.

The contents of the iPod are behind this cut:Collapse )

As I said, the iPod functions well – it plays everything it's got, the buttons all work, and I'd swear it holds a charge better than my new one – but there is a fault on the screen which looks like some liquid crystal cells got crushed and then leaked in either direction. It's smaller than I drew it and the menus are still readable (in fact, being so used to it, I often don't even see it) but it is a flaw. I will send it with its magnetically closing leather case so it won't suffer any more damage.

Comment here or email twirly noodle at gmail if you're interested in joining in!

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Date:2014-04-22 13:40
Subject:inside the nooks and crannies of my heart
Mood: listless

Apparently, all DC's weekly comics will end in March 2015 and they're not saying what will happen next. I don't even know. #dc look at your life. look at your choices.


I watched Sunday's The Good Wife last night and wow, what a good episode. I basically loved everything about it. And now I want the crossover with Cap 2 where spoilers for both TGW and the movieCollapse ) Someone should write that for me!


So last night, Kyle Farnsworth got his first save as a Met, and I had the strongest urge to pick up the phone and call my mother, because Kyle Farnsworth is a dick and neither of us like him, and because she always appreciated being able to talk about the Mets (usually it was commiserating on losing, but sometimes it was being excited about winning). And I couldn't, and that made me sad.


The Logic of Loss

There it is, the thing lost, found again
in the very cranny I first refused
to look, so sure my logic was
that it was in another nook,

where it belonged, the key, I mean,
in the key drawer with a dozen more
of brass, aluminum, miniatures for trunks,
skate key, clock key, rusty skeleton,

the obsolete set to the Ford LTD
in the scrapheap now or compressed,
reused for some new-fangled guzzler
(but I digress); to find it, I gave up

looking; then there it was, that key
to the lock box where I knew
the snapshot of my once-intended lay
along with some other old friends'

and lovers' fading Kodachromes
and curled-up black-and-whites.
I find it in that very spot
I recollect I chose myself,

the self, so easily deluded, that told
its self that it was a special place,
never to be forgotten. I can see
myself slip the key into the striped

Russell Stover's box, still filled
with small brown wrappers
that once held fine chocolates.
I swear I still smell the sweetness

of their caramels and creams
I tasted when I was a little boy
on some long lost afternoon,
suddenly brought back,

resurrected by a tipsy causal chain
to spring forward in the mind,
momentarily, reconstitute,
then recede, fading into specks

until there it was, the thing found,
lost again, the key to my first love mislaid
by the illogic of the brain inside
the nooks and crannies of my heart.

~Philip Miller


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Date:2014-04-22 13:24





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Date:2014-04-21 15:50
Subject:the billion years it took for us to happen

Orphan Black: spoilersCollapse ) I feel like I must have downloaded icons, but I don't know if I did. I need icons!


I think I know what story I am remixing. It is not the story I planned to remix, but. I think it will be fun. I hope. *meep*


So my dad got an iPhone this weekend (he had an old Palm phone he'd been using forever) and so I have spent ungodly amounts of time explaining things to him. Old people tech support is not something I have the patience for. Sigh.


Today's poem:

Mars May Have Been a Land of Lakes

Let's begin by deciding what it is
we're trying to define. You're
impossible. That's what I've decided,
that's how I've defined you.

Nature has a way of compensating.
As a blonde, I should have 38,000 more
strands of hair on my head than my
brunette sister, my redhead brother.

You found one on your pillow
and, hours after I left, called to see
if I wanted it back. An eyelash,
you would have kept for yourself.

Mars may have been a land of lakes,
but the satellite orbits us, and the photos
cannot reveal such distant history.
And why should they? We can't

even be honest with each other,
let alone believe the billion years
it took for us to happen: first water,
then body, voice and faith.

Heather Aimee O'Neill


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Date:2014-04-20 20:57
Mood: exhausted

I immediately celebrated this afternoon with this:


And then I promptly went and took a four-hour nap. Because spending roughly 35 hours in church from Wednesday through Sunday on top of classes is kind of exhausting.

Happy Easter to all who celebrate!


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Date:2014-04-20 17:54
Subject:Breaking the Fourth Wall

Well, that was fun.

I'd be happy to keep posting Bits of Bill up here if anyone's interested – I'll be doing so for quite a while longer on the corresponding Tumblr, and it's very little work to copy over the dozens of quotes I have queued up – but I don't know if that appeals to anyone but me, so do speak up if you'd like more. Or, obviously, just bookmark the Tumblr and get more on your own.

The alternative is waiting around for me to post more of my own prattle. The job I'm on currently is taking up the vast majority of my waking hours, which is happy for me as it's a good job in excellent company, but not so good for the whole 'web presence' thing, and there won't be any new drawings until this tendonitis calms down. Well ... maybe some left-handed ones ... but radio links and text-based blather will predominate.

Meanwhile I hope everyone's having, or has had, a lovely Passover/Easter/Quarterly Shops-Close-Early Day. Because religious holidays are now inextricably tied up with commerce, a side question: do you have any advice on choosing a model of mobile phone which is supported by a UK carrier? I don't need anything fancy (the less fancy the better in fact), and Apple and I have a history of not getting along so I'm inclined to avoid the iPhone, but any user experience/advice would be welcome.

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Date:2014-04-20 19:37
Subject:We are not wise, and not very often kind
Mood: sleepy

Don't Hesitate
by Mary Oliver

If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy,
don’t hesitate. Give in to it. There are plenty
of lives and whole towns destroyed or about
to be. We are not wise, and not very often
kind. And much can never be redeemed.
Still, life has some possibility left. Perhaps this
is its way of fighting back, that sometimes
something happens better than all the riches
or power in the world. It could be anything,
but very likely you notice it in the instant
when love begins. Anyway, that’s often the
case. Anyway, whatever it is, don’t be afraid
of its plenty. Joy is not made to be a crumb.


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Date:2014-04-20 12:03
Subject:My tweets

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Date:2014-04-20 09:45
Subject:Fan ink and stigma

tattooI've been thinking this week about fan tattoos, and stigma, and the way stories matter.

When I met Kate Bornstein, my brain interrupted my moment of being starstruck with the very important information that ze has a TARDIS tattoo. This of course led to excited geekery, me showing of the giant Seal of Rassilon I have on my right calf, and hir pulling the sonic screwdriver out of hir bag. It was a short, magnificent, amazing, wonderful moment of connection, not least because I got that tattoo to celebrate starting on testosterone as part of my transition.

I have others. I have the spider from Neil Gaiman's Anansi Boys on my right bicep as a reminder of the salvific power of creativity. I've got the Corsair's ouroboros (albeit turned 180) on my left wrist to remind myself that my complicated body and gender is beautiful, and that I don't have to feel guilty and afraid about it with other people.

I have other tattoos, too. A rose on my back that I got with one of the first friends I made when I moved to Columbia. A wren with a needle through its ankle from the Mabinogion to celebrate my name change. Gautama Buddha, from when it looked very much like I was going to become a lay minister with a small Buddhist church (and possibly the only story I regret putting on my skin because without context it looks...well, not great from a social justice perspective). A drawing I did based on the Burney Relief that was the "ring" from my messed-up, failed marriage in my twenties. The pseudo-nautilus a friend got me for my eighteenth birthday.

I even have a scar on my shoulder from the tattoo a friend's friend did for me when I was a teenager using a sewing needle and India ink, which was summarily removed by the dermatologist my mother dragged me to. I like this scar. There's nothing else like it on my body. It's the memory of a story.

People can be weird about fan tattoos, though. I'm not sure how much of that is the stigma associated with being really into a thing -- or, rather, certain things because it's apparently okay to be really into sports but still kind of weird to be really into a sci-fi show -- or the idea that those stories aren't important enough to get etched into our bodies, but John Lennon quotes and pin-up girls are. Or maybe it's the idea that these things are ephemeral or imaginary? Or that somebody else's story is the wrong language, and we should all be required to make up our own stuff using an acceptable symbol set? It it too close to brand names?

And yeah, I think there's an element of misogyny happening here -- women in fandom get a disproportionate amount of flack for profoundly irritating reasons, and body policing is a thing -- but that can't be the whole story.

This is really bothering me. I'd love to hear what others think about this, not least because I'm getting the ink itch again, and there are things I'm considering that fall into this range, and that's more emotional than I expected it to be.

Wow me, Internets. I love you all.

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Date:2014-04-19 15:05
Subject:a canon of possessions dispossessed
Mood:why isn't hangry a mood?

This morning, Marg and Anthony stopped by and now my bed is in pieces in the garage waiting to be moved (it's going to my niece) and I'll be sleeping on the mattress (and boxspring) on the floor for the final couple of weekends we're in the house. I also have to remember to deauthorize my iTunes on this computer before it goes to my nephew. My brother has just taken my dad to get an iPhone so he can join the rest of us in the 21st century instead of having an old Palm phone that none of us knows how to work (including him sometimes).

I got my period last night so I'm just like, GO AWAY FROM ME NOW. (Last night it was more, COME AT ME BRO, but I managed not to pick a fight on the internet with people who were being factually wrong.)

Anyway, before all that, I did have time to pour out some Cap 2 meta on tumblr, and here it is, sans panel sets, so I can find it again: cap 2 spoilersCollapse )



today's poem:

The Litany

This is a litany of lost things,
a canon of possessions dispossessed,
a photograph, an old address, a key.
It is a list of words to memorize
or to forget— of amo, amas, amat,
the conjugations of a dead tongue
in which the final sentence has been spoken.

This is the liturgy of rain,
falling on mountain, field, and ocean—
indifferent, anonymous, complete—
of water infinitesimally slow,
sifting through rock, pooling in darkness,
gathering in springs, then rising without our agency,
only to dissolve in mist or cloud or dew.

This is a prayer to unbelief,
to candles guttering and darkness undivided,
to incense drifting into emptiness.
It is the smile of a stone Madonna
and the silent fury of the consecrated wine,
a benediction on the death of a young god,
brave and beautiful, rotting on a tree.

This is a litany to earth and ashes,
to the dust of roads and vacant rooms,
to the fine silt circling in a shaft of sun,
settling indifferently on books and beds.
This is a prayer to praise what we become,
“Dust thou art, to dust thou shalt return.”
Savor its taste—the bitterness of earth and ashes.

This is a prayer, inchoate and unfinished,
for you, my love, my loss, my lesion,
a rosary of words to count out time’s
illusions, all the minutes, hours, days
the calendar compounds as if the past
existed somewhere—like an inheritance
still waiting to be claimed.

Until at last it is our litany, mon vieux,
my reader, my voyeur, as if the mist

steaming from the gorge, this pure paradox,
the shattered river rising as it falls—
splintering the light, swirling it skyward,
neither transparent nor opaque but luminous,
even as it vanishes—were not our life.

~Dana Gioia


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User:crowdfunding (posted by ysabetwordsmith)
Date:2014-04-19 13:19
Subject:Crowdfunding Creative Jam
Mood: busy

Welcome to the twenty-eighth Crowdfunding Creative Jam! This session will run Saturday, April 19-Sunday, April 20. The theme is "Characterization." (Visit the Creative Jam over on Dreamwidth.)

Crowdfunding Creative Jam

Everyone is eligible to post prompts, which may be words or phrases, titles, images, etc. Prompters may request a specific creator, but everyone else may still use that prompt if they wish. Prompts may specify a particular character/world/etc. but creators may use the prompt for something else anyway and post the results. Prompters are still encouraged to post mostly prompts that anyone could use anywhere, as this maximizes the chance of having creators make something based on your prompt. Please title your comment "Prompt" or "Prompts" when providing inspiration so these are easy to find.

Prompt responses may also be treated as prompts and used for further inspiration. For example, a prompt may lead to a sketch which leads to a story, and so on. This kind of cascading inspiration is one of the most fun things about a collective jam session.

Everyone is eligible to use prompts, and everyone who wants to use a given prompt may do so, for maximum flexibility of creator choice in inspiration. You do not have to post a "Claim" reply when you decide to use a prompt, but this does help indicate what is going on so that other prompters can spread out their choice of prompts if they wish.

Creators are encouraged, but not required, to post at least one item free. Likewise, sharing a private copy of material with the prompter is encouraged but not required. Creative material resulting from prompts should be indicated in a reply to the prompt, with a link to the full content elsewhere on the creator's site (if desired); a brief excerpt and/or description of the material may be included in the reply (if desired). It helps to title your comment "Prompt Filled" or something like that so these are easy to identify. There is no time limit on responding to prompts. However, creators are encouraged to post replies sooner rather than later, as the attention of prompters will be highest during and shortly after the session.

Some items created from prompts may become available for sponsorship. Some creators may offer perks for donations, linkbacks, or other activity relating to this project. Check creator comments and links for their respective offerings.

Prompters, creators, and bystanders are expected to behave in a responsible and civil manner. If the moderators have to drag someone out of the sandbox for improper behavior, we will not be amused. Please respect other people's territory and intellectual property rights, and only play with someone else's characters/setting/etc. if you have permission. (Fanfic/fanart freebies are okay.) If you want to invite folks to play with something of yours, title the comment something like "Open Playground" so it's easy to spot. This can be a good way to attract new people to a shared world or open-source project, or just have some good non-canon fun.

Boost the signal! The more people who participate, the more fun this will be. Hopefully we'll see activity from a lot of folks who regularly mention their projects in this community, but new people are always welcome. You can link to this session post or to individual items created from prompts, whatever you think is awesome enough to recommend to your friends.

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Date:2014-04-19 12:03
Subject:My tweets

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User:crowdfunding (posted by ellenmillion)
Date:2014-04-18 21:42
Subject:Kickstarter Clues

I've posted a summary of my experience with Kickstarter (plus some tips I learned from observation!):


I hope that it's useful for you!

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Date:2014-04-19 07:02
Subject:[ONE-SHOT] The Cupbearer - Olivier de la Fère (Athos)/statue (ENG)
Mood: content

Title: The Cupbearer
Author: sevenswells
Beta: the amazing breathtaken/crabsandlobsters on tumblr, she did the best possible job on this
Rating: Mature (PG-15)
Fandom/Pairing: BBC The Musketeers (2014)/d'Artagnan Romances (Three Musketeers series), Olivier de la Fère (Athos)/a statue
Warnings: Agalmatophilia (sexual desire for statues), masturbation
Summary: A 15-year-old Athos (known then as Olivier de la Fère) explores his sexuality, at a time when magazines with photos of naked men didn't exist.
Comments: This may look a lot like crack, but it's actual canon from Dumas' Twenty Years After, where Athos admits to d'Artagnan that he fell in love with a Greek statue when he was 15: "I remember that at the age of Raoul I had become amorous of a Greek statue that the good King Henry IV had given to my father, and that I thought I should become insane with grief when they told me that the story of Pygmalion was only a fable.".

What I found interesting in that story is that neither the subject nor even the gender of the statue was defined, so I made the statue male, and I wanted to explore this idea of Athos discovering his sexual preferences with that statue. I chose Ganymede as the subject because Zeus/Ganymede is the epitome of the homosexual relationship in ancient times, and also because Ganymede's function as a cupbearer to me is sort of a foreshadowing of Athos' problems with alcohol (and in the end, it all has to do with love, it's very symbolical).

Word count: 2 398 w.

Also available on AO3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/1485589

A heart of stone, a smoking gun / I can give you life, I can take it awayCollapse )

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Date:2014-04-18 12:35
Subject:holding out for the promise of something secret
Mood: indifferent

So our building is closed today - apparently Good Friday is a union holiday, so there's no HVAC, no maintenance, and no cleaning services, but we're still here working. Or looking like we're working. Whatever. Sigh. I think I'm going to go back to taking Good Friday and Easter Monday off in the future.

In better news, Orphan Black returns tomorrow night for s2, and so far reviews of the first four eps have been promising! I am excite!


The AO3 hit-and-kudos count meme, since it's exactly a year since the last time I did it (what, I like anniversaries):

Top 10 stories by hit count on AO3:

all AvengersCollapse )

For the first time, a Steve/Bucky story breaks the top 10 hits list! (Imagine if I actually had something new to post now, post-Cap 2! I'm kind of sad I'm not ready to post while the pairing is hot, but it's nice having all this fic to read that I didn't have to write. *hands*) Also, goodbye Raj/Howard, which fell from 9th place to 16th in the year since I last did this meme.

Nothing is ever going to catch up to the two Clint/Darcy stories, which got recced around, but I'm always pleased that the Steve-and-Thor bro show is up there so high. Why is there not more fic about Steve and Thor's epic bro-ship?

Anyway. Here are my Top 10 stories by kudos on AO3:

Also all AvengersCollapse )

Once again, Steve/Bucky finally breaks the top ten! And the Steve/Peter, which was so close to breaking through last time. (More people should write Steve/Peter. IJS.)

I didn't do it by comments because that's just depressing*, but if I had, both BBT yuletide stories would jump back up into the top 10, as would the Steve/Peter and the Despicable Me/Avengers crossover.

*(also depressing, not even having a 1 kudos per 100 hits ratio on even the most kudosed story. Like Joe Walsh, I can't complain, but sometimes I still do.)

Maybe I will do some writing today! I still have to pick a remix. Um...look over there! A wild pome appears:

Diary [Surface]

Spring is not so very promising as it is the thing
that looking back was fire, promising:
ignition, aspiration; it was not under my thumb.

Now when I pretend a future it is the moment
he holds the thing I say new-born,
delicate, sure to begin moving but

I am burned out of it like the melody underneath
(still not under my thumb)--
was he ambiguous, amphibian?

Underneath, his voice, the many ways
he gathers oxygen; it will not stop raining
until the buds push through the brittle trees.

If they fail we will not survive,
washed and washed with rain, will we?
No, we are not there yet.

She is pushing me two ways until
I am inside the paradox, the many lungs,
and they're at it again, gathering oxygen;

no wonder I am wrung out
holding out for the promise of
something secret, after--

~Rachel Zucker
From Eating in the Underworld


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Date:2014-04-18 12:04
Subject:My tweets

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