I have cramps that would fell a horse. I love this story, FYI.


Southland
Cooper, Ben, PG
Spoilers for 1.03

Meantime, In Between Time

( It's insane enough to seem perfectly natural. )

Every year around this time (when the tax rebates come in), I tend to put together a charities post, in hopes that maybe if somebody has a few dollars lying about that they haven't spent on beer that they might consider donating to some of my favorites (Planned Parenthood, Elizabeth Glaser Pediatric AIDS, Susan Komen Breast Cancer, Habitat for Humanity are just a few). This year, though, I know times are tough financially for a lot of people, so instead of shilling for all the big charities, I'm going to ask you to consider donating to just one person.

Sharron Pearson is a high school student at Crenshaw High School in Los Angeles and she has been accepted to attend the Oxford Tradition to study drama and *creative writing*. Yes, that Oxford. Yes, that one in England. Yes, to do WRITING.

Her scholarship covers room and board and food, but it doesn't include airfare and miscellaneous. And so her school is accepting donations on her behalf, because her family can't afford to send her. They're hoping to raise $2,500, and I'm not looking at anybody to donate the whole or even 10%, but if you could donate 1% ($25) or even 0.5% ($12.50), every little bit helps.

If you've ever travelled away from home, or wanted to, if you've ever thought about what it would be like to be given an opportunity to improve your life for the better, I hope you'll consider donating. I've seen what fandom can do when it's inspired, I hope you'll feel a little inspired.

Inquiries on how to donate can be sent to Crenshaw High School Assistant Principal Paul Scibetta at: pscibett@lausd.net ETA: They've reached their desired $2,500, but are still accepting donations, which can be sent to:

The Sherron Pearson Scholarship Fund
Crenshaw High School, Attn: Paul Scibetta,
5010 11th Ave.
Los Angeles, CA 90043

Whether or not you're familiar with David Simon's The Wire*, this is still an absolutely beautiful article about interracial relationships and people in general and god knows it's nice to read something positive for a change, instead of about how much people suck. Because, y'all, sometimes people fucking suck... and sometimes they don't.


*FYI: If you have not seen The Wire you are missing out of some of the most well-written, compelling television ever created. It's not pretty or light, so if that's what you're after, don't bother. But if you want something that makes you think, something so real your teeth ache? Watch this series. And then go see Generation Kill. Not pretty or fluffy, but so very true.

It's Rex Manning Day!! Southland DAY! YAY!!

*\o/*

Yes, I might've actually thought this this morning and possibly done a little dance. It's also possible I was dancing to the Notorious B.I.G.'s 'Warning'* but still. I think Cooper likes bad country music, heavy metal and rap. He's contrary like that.

Who does a girl have to blow to get some Cooper icons? Or some Regina King icons? (No, I don't remember her character, she's fucking Regina King!) I went looking and all the Southland icons are Ben Ryan Ben... whatever cakes. I had Ryan icons a long time ago, I don't need those.

Oh! And somebody made southland_fic. Go! Join! Write me all kinds of Bad Ass!Cooper fic. Please? I am not above begging. You have no idea


*Link goes to Biggie doing Gimme the Loot & Warning live. Oh, Biggie. You had a real talent. Not like most of these fake ass, bitch ass, couldn't rhyme if you gave them a phonetic key and a lifetime. Err, just saying.

[Poll #1382867]

FYI: Dreamwidth

ETA: For those who weren't around this weekend, I wrote Southland/The O.C. Welcome to the 'hood, Bitch! Yeah, I said The O.C. dammit

Dear Southland,

( Best spoilery business ever! )

<3,
X

Seriously, people, watch this show!

I am supposed to be writing Generation Kill porn. This is obviously not that. It's been a while since I've written any Merlin.

Merlin
Arthur/Merlin
NC-17

In My Golden Years I Was a Slave


(  Being human is a terrible business. )

Itch in Your Veins by romanticalgirl. Generation Kill. Nate/Brad. Ensemble. NC-17. Timeline in the series.

Generation Kill is a tiny fandom. Our canon is closed. It's war-based. It's not pretty (although our boys are). It's not sweet. Or kind. Or open to mass interpretation. It's hard. And mean. And brutally real. It's offensive and rude and so very honest. It doesn't appeal to a lot of people; it doesn't attract a lot of fans or fanfare. We are very much about word of mouth. We don't have a lot of writers (maybe a dozen). We don't have a lot of artists (one, maybe two), but we have a lot of heart. And when we write this fandom, we try to make our works as epic as our canon. Our version of GK is based on an interpretation of an interpretation of an interpretation, which makes us so far removed, we're pretty much in a cave. But sometimes, in the dark, we make something really beautiful... like this story.

Or, as I said in my comment to the author about Itch in Your Veins:


This is absolutely tremendous... [and] as I carry on reading this now I'm absolutely besotted. This the story that all GK stories dream of being when they get big and start mainlining Ripped Fuel. It's beautiful and poetic and so sharp and smart and astute. God, I'm kind of afraid to read the last section, because then there will be no more. I thought my writing was just in hibernation, but with this, I think it's decided to hang up its spurs entirely. You know sometimes you (okay: I) read a story and you're envious, because you just can't execute in that particular manner, or you're in awe, because it's something you'd never think of? With this story, it seems so definitive that a part of me is like, so...


You know those stories that come along and when you're done you're like, "Well... fuck."

This is that story. It doesn't matter if you don't know the fandom. READ IT. You can thank me after.

I somehow found myself reading a critique of one of my stories (no, the point is not what the critique said), that said [Story X] was "a classic hackthis story."

I have no idea what that means.

The stories I write are the ones I want to see. The ones that I want to write. I've always been firmly of the belief that if you want to see something written you should write it your damn self. But now, I am curious.

What does "a classic hackthis story" mean to you? Comma abuse? Crack? Lots of cursing? Ari? Discuss.

Now that I have slept on my initial Kings squee, my non-spoilery thoughts are as follows:

I'm not a Jack fan. I find him tiresome. I can see how the actor was on Gossip Girl, and I do not mean that favorably. He's going to have to work much harder if he thinks I'm giving him David EVER. I'm no longer interested in pairings where I only love one side and think the other person is an unworthy tosser* (Lex/Clark, Draco/Harry).

* And I say this knowing exactly how this storyline is supposed to go. Right now this actor is failing in convincing me that what is supposed to come will be potrayed effectively.

Rev Samuels, Silas and David though? LOVE 'EM. Like hardcore, pet incessantly love. Rev Samuels/David? Yes. Silas/Rev Samuels back in the day? DOUBLE YES.

You can holler at me in the comments if you want to discuss my spoilery thoughts though.


ETA Does anybody have a copy of Lisa Hannigan's 'Sea Sew' or the new Doves 'Kingdom of Rust'? I am totally in the market here.

ETA#2: I have been running around calling Reverend Samuels Reverend Walker, I don't know why. More importantly, why didn't anybody tell me I had it wrong?! Y'all are failing on me. I bet you'd let me go out with my skirt in my knickers too. More fail. Seriously, though, why did I think his name was Rev Walker? Did we even HAVE a Rev Walker? I can only assume that the hotassery fried my brain.