Looking forward, looking back

It's 2019, and as usual, I'm going to attempt to post more often. (Probably also as usual, I will fail. but I'll try.)

I haven't written anything not work-related in years, and yet I was rather unexpectedly hit by a story idea while not-sleeping last night, and I've actually put a few hundred words of it down. Watch this space. It's very porny (porn with feelings but basically no plot), very poly, and very bi. Also, not surprisingly, very HP-verse.

2018 was a year. The world continued to suck as fascism breaks out all over, but my life was mostly decent.

I got married, and exactly nothing changed in my daily life except that every once in a while Tammie and I make schmoopy "we got married" faces at each other, and that I added her to my health savings account card.

Rosa started college, to mixed success. I haven't seen her first semester grades yet but I am pretty sure from things she's said that she did relatively badly in a couple classes and relatively well in the others. She's living in the dorm on weekdays and coming home every weekend, not ideal, but better than living at home in the 'steps to independent adulthood' category. She still persists in refusing to learn to drive.

Chris had semi-emergency gall bladder removal.

I found out I have cataracts and will be having cataract removal surgery in the next few weeks. I am honestly terrified--I have a phobia of any kind of eye injury or even portrayal of such--but my vision is really deteriorating rapidly.

I made some stuff. Over 12 hours of podfic (check out semperfiona on AO3), some incomplete knitted things that I can't even locate right now, and just this month a quilt top of my own design. I've never made a quilt of any kind before, but as usual I dive in at the deep end and design one from scratch.

Charis still rocks, we got some new members this last concert cycle that have really gotten into the community-building aspect and have been inviting everybody to everything. I joined the governance committee and get to nitpick grammar and inclusivity in the bylaws to my heart's content and then some.

Snowflake Challenge Day 2

In the interests of posting more, I subscribed to the snowflake challenge.



Day 2

Rec at least three fanworks that you didn’t create.

I am, for anyone who missed the memo, a huge Drarry fan, and I adore everything saras_girl has ever written. She writes immensely longform deeply affecting love stories. Her original characters are outstanding, including and especially the animals, and the stories are intricately plotted, sometimes angsty, but always lift my heart.

One of her loveliest stories, "Turn", has been beautifully podficced by mab in a 36 hour tour-de-force. Harry gets a chance to see "what might have been", and it knocks him right out of his comfortable if not exactly happy routine. I go back to this over and over and lose myself in it for days, an hourlong commute at a time.

I also love long plotty plotty fiction about the ins and outs of politics, and femmequixotic's "We Are Young (I'll Carry You Home Tonight)" is just the ticket. Three, actually: the three dominant parties in Wizarding Britain, the Omps, Pomps and Mods, are contesting the next election for the Wizengamot to determine which party will choose the new Minister for Magic.

For a complete change of direction--and fandoms--try "Roger's Neighborhood" , a Captain America/Mr Rogers' Neighborhood crossover by mikes_grrl. What if Mr (Fred) Rogers was Steve Rogers' cousin? My bookmark comment just says "all the feels". What more needs said?

Also, although it might be cheating to say so, you can consider any story I've chosen to podfic to be thereby recced by me.