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Below is a list of my various fanfic and blog posts discussing different books, TV shows and movies. Feel free to poke around and read anything that strikes your fancy.

The fiction in particular often carries specific warnings and benefited from the help of beta readers and (in the case of some poetry) co-authors. Rather than trying to recreate this information here, please find it at the archive where the stories are posted. If you've helped me out over the years and I haven't properly thanked you, please let me know so I can correct it. Most of the links point to ArchiveOfOurOwn.org, which I joined several years ago, and while I've done my best to give credit where due, I do know my own limitations in this area and am willing to fix any mistakes.

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Long Weekend

The clinic closed at 1 PM for the long weekend, and all day Monday. The lawyers went home at 12 so it made no sense to go downtown. So I worked from home this morning and swung by later in theory to show my face when the doctor was actually here as a gentle reminder that, yes, I work here too; but also because it is so far beyond the realm of possibility that I can take all that time off and leave early Friday too. Needed to make some phone calls and hate doing that from my cell.

So here I am, listening to GotG soundtracks in an abandoned clinic with the AC blasting. It's actually really nice. I dig the solitude, and the plan is to take Monday off properly and hopefully get at least some of what I typically do on Sundays done so I can actually write this weekend. Holmestice beckons.

(I get how !@#$'d up that sentence is, really! But delving into that reality is only going to pull me down.)

Am also going to a movie tonight, probably Pirates but possibly Bay Watch. It seems like just the right blend of self-aware mockery to be really hilarious, though not usually my thing.

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May. 25th, 2017

This seems appropriate today. I'm inside and dry, but the storm whirling around outside does seem of the twosies-twosies torrential downpour sort.

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Enter your cut contents here.So that photo of Mr. Trump in a kippah at the Western Wall has a lot of folks asking if it's appropriate, since he's not Jewish. The short answer is yes, it's a sign of respect and appropriate for a non-Jew to cover his head in a site sacred to Jews, though he's not legally *required* to. But all this has me thinking: is Donald Trump really not Jewish?

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Sherlock Ficlet Thing

I saw a homeless man last night walking home, which got me thinking about homelessness in the Doyle stories, both in the obvious ways and more metaphorically. So have a bit of BBC!John as write of the Victorian tales, thinking his way throuh some of that and how it applies to his own self.

Which makes it seem more serious than I mean it. Really it was a chance to play with fic-writing again. Enjoy.


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I am, in a not so subtle way, falling head over heels back in love with Doctor Who. I feel like my fannish life is so given to extremes it must be almost cliche, but honestly: where has this show been for the last several years?

I had plowed through series six and seven in the run-up to Capaldi's debut and gotten a bit burned out. I still have some series issues with how he talked about the women characters, turned making fun of them into a joke and not even a particularly good one, but I think a lot of that was just getting a belly-full of it too quickly. Also I've always liked the stand-alone episodes much more than the ones trying to develop some deeper plot, which the end of S7 definitely trended toward. The upshot being I watched "Deep Breath" and was just so burned out I never pushed forward.

WHat is it now, two years away, and it's a bit like a field lying fallow. "Into the Dalek" was just wonderful! Campy sci-fi fun, it had something of the feel of "The Unquiet Dead" (the Charles Dickens episode fro way back in series one), but with some really deep moral quandaries too. It was dark, really dark but without feeling dark, or at least without feeling heavy, leaden. It's our Doctor the eternal optimist facing some really dark material, and it's brilliant. Even if te ending left me a bit uneasy. I'd love to dig into that, but I'm not quite sureow you could without "breaking" it.

And yes, I'm trying to avoid spoilers here. Are spoilers a concern so far out?

"Robot of Sherwood" is magical in another way. It's a history episode, filled with all the romance of an Arthurian legend. I say romance and think other people hear, you know, love story in the modern romcom sense, but what I really mean is a tale of sentiment and idealism, something that gets the spirit moving. Romance in the older sense. And this just had me smiling from start to finish, because it's such of all of that. There' beauty and light and adventure, a tad overtold in parts (it is writtten by Mark Gatiss, and it shows in the best way) but really just a rich character story. Reminds me a lot of the S5 theme of "we're all just stories in the end," and that being enough to conquer something even more final than death. About being a legend vs. being "real."

Which got me thinking about Sherlock, and something I've bemoaned a bit since the last series there: Mary's "who you really are, doesn't matter" line. Because I think this episode gets at a lot of what Mark and Steven were aiming for in that comment, and in a way that seems much more satisfying to me. In the DW episode, Robin Hood is supposed to be just a legend, not real, to the point the Doctor can't believe he's not an illusion or some sort of alien deception. A real Robin Hood is impossible to him. The episode ends with Robin challenging him on this point: they're both "the story behind the legend" in a sense, both are being mythified, and that myth serves a bigger purpose than reality. And in Sherlock we've seen that happened not once but twice in S4: Mary's post-mortem "life" standing in such stark contrast to the character we got to see when she was alive, and John's and Sherlock's increasingly dark and even abusive relationship being repurposed a the final cout of appeals, the heroes bursting forth from Rathbone Place in those final frames.

What puzzles me is why I find the Whovian version so encouraging and upliting and even beautiful, while the Sherlockian version just depresses me. Is it level of investment (me personally, I mean) in Sherlock and John as "real" people rather tan just as an encouraging myth? Is it genre, fantasy in the truest sense versus the hyper-realism of the detective/mystery genre? Just the fact that this is one beat in a show I enjoy as opposed to the final beat in something I probably loved in a much truer, certainly deeper sense? I honestly don't know, but that distinction still fascinates me.

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I read "The Musgrave Ritual" today (link), and there's a lot to love. The frame story of Holmes being a slob and using the tale to get out of the housework is one of the most endearing things I've ever read, and it's so full of nice little character details. Fascinating that some of the things we BBC fans associate with Holmes, like cigarettes in the Persian slippers and mail nailed down to the hearth by a dagger, are actually Watson's doings.

And any time anyone implies Watsonis a bit of a dunderhead, I think I'm going to refer them to this master-class in sassy witticism: I have always held, too, that pistol practice should be distinctly an open-air pastime; and when Holmes, in one of his queer humours, would sit in an arm-chair with his hair-trigger and a hundred Boxer cartridges, and proceed to adorn the opposite wall with a patriotic V. R. done in bullet-pocks, I felt strongly that neither the atmosphere nor the appearance of our room was improved by it. Brilliant!

Then there's the case itself. I think what I love most about it is, it's not about Holmes being some rational god, it's just him being a geek and working out a basic physics problem. I mean, it's still got all those elements we like (romance, intrigue, fiery women running off into the blue (GREE, I'm looking at you here), but at the end of the day it's still Holmes in his infancy, "young, scrappy, and hungry" as the phrase goes, and every inch exulting in his art.

As a BBC fan, I was struck by that phrase, "the final court of appeals," which Holmes uses to describe his status when he had the reputation to let him do the consulting detective thing full-time (as opposed to the eary days of this fic). I do think the show got it wrong, that this wasn't some other identity that made the personal stuff matter less, it was the freedom to be who he really was, to rely fully on the trade that was custom-made for him (literally). Because this story s anythin but heroic, and anything but abnegating the personal, the importance of those little grace-notes of who we really are. But it was interesting to see it in its original context, definitey.

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The new LiveJournal TOS have set off something of a mass exodus among my friends. I've not made the time to work out just how concerned I should be, but enough of you are uncomfortable using El Jay, and that's good enough for me.

I'll be crossposting going forward and welcome comments at both sites. That may change once I wrap my head arond the TOS, of course, in which case I may go just-Dreamwidth, but I'm not making that jump yet.

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I officially have a day off next week. Tuesday night is Second Seder, which means a dinner party/book club with some friends down in Brooklyn. We're talking about whether language is normative, whether there's a right and wrong way to use words, or whether it all depends on context. (My friends are former and current philosophy academics, and we're using a philosopher who happens to be Jewish as our springboard, though this night (not unlike all other night with them) tends to be freewiling.)

There will be wine by religious requirement, and most likely Scotch to follow; and I probably won't get home until the wee hours of the night. So yes, a day off the next day to do some shopping, do my therapy at a decent hour, maybe pick up a movie, seems like the thing.

I am not looking forward to the whole no-bread-for-a-week thing, particularly as I eat out so much. Does anyone know any good, easy casseroles using mashed potatoes rather than pasta?
You know, just talking out loud here... Mary is an orphan, worked as a governess (so pretty tied to one location), and of fairly modest means right up until she marries Watson. Not at all suspicious or funny that she'd have such a rich circle of friends to be off visiting.

It's almost as if Doyle didn't want her underfoot.



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