Odds and Ends

  • Sep. 3rd, 2010 at 3:34 PM
toomuchplor: (shep oo mouth)
When I am seeking the Next Great Plot Bunny, I often drift through the little pieces of stories that I've started and never continued.  These range in size from a paragraph to (in one notable case) over 40 pages, and as I'm now entering my 6th year as an SGA writer, there are a lot of them.  So many of the ideas aren't workable for a hundred reasons -- the main idea of the plot has been jossed, or I was trying on a style that didn't suit me, or sometimes I've rewritten the seed of the story in an entirely different way.  I came across this little snippet from a story where John is the best man at Rodney and Keller's wedding (and I can't honestly recall where that was headed, though it was likely McShep) and discovered this little piece which obviously mutated later into one of the main ideas in Waiting for My Real Life to Begin.  Honestly, I'd completely forgotten that I'd tried writing that story before in this way!

Keller's a young'un )

So many of my little snippets are pretty much that, and not much more -- a few silly bits of dialogue that maybe have one good joke and not much else.  But I suppose, as tempting as it is to take those little moments and try to expand upon them, the real thing I need to be perusing is the core of the idea I was trying to write. 

More little incomplete fic nuggets below this cut:

Cut! )

P.S., if you wish to demand more of any of these or from any of my past SGA WIP amnesty posts (SGA ones are here and here), please do.  I am all at loose ends and it may help to have someone say "THAT ONE.  WRITE THAT."

PodFic: Waiting For My Real Life To Begin

  • Apr. 1st, 2009 at 3:08 PM
toomuchplor: (Default)
(Cross-posted -- at least, the important bits, not the rambly bits -- over at [livejournal.com profile] sgapodfic.)

About, oh, two months ago, I had a little extra money and decided to splurge on a really good versatile USB mic for my computer. After all, I'm a music person -- I can't always be getting by with noisy iSight recordings, can I? Of course, as fate would have it, I then proceeded to get the Two Month Cold and it wasn't until the last couple of weeks I could string together words with nasal consonants and breathe almost silently between sentences.

All this is my roundabout way of introducing the fact that I've made a podfic of my latest story. This took a really shockingly long time, but thanks to Señor FancyPants the Mic, it's nearly impossible to hear the MANY places I had to edit around flubbed words and sentences. It's not perfect -- I didn't realize until after the fact that my dishwasher makes a low-grade humming noise through two scenes near the end, and I have yet to master the art of Always Speaking Slowly -- but it's a heck of a lot better than anything I could have made with my iSight built-in mic. Next thing I need to get is a pop filter, though, as almost every "p" and many "f"s hit sound distortion levels on the monitor. My asthma, I can't help at this time of year, so sorry about the occasional slight gasp for breath.

In any case -- the podfic, in sendspace link form!

Length: 2:38:19

MP3 Version (.zip file, 173.45 MB):
MP3 version on Sendspace
MP3 version, permanent link on [livejournal.com profile] general_jinjur's fantastic podfic archive

Audiobook Version (.m4b file, 75.56 MB):
Audiobook version on Sendspace
Audiobook version, permanent link on [livejournal.com profile] general_jinjur's fantastic podfic archive

Songs I Used In This: Waiting For My Real Life to Begin by Colin Hays (of course); Landslide, covered by Ari Hest; My Red Right Ankle by The Decemberists; and Amie by Damien Rice.

Archive: At your will!

Enjoy! (I plead Rodney's POV for any and all Canadian accent difficulties, and I'm sorry I sound like a twelve-year-old. I swear, THIS IS MY REAL VOICE. I'm a soprano. I don't know what to tell you.)

Realism, Keller Debate, and Rodney the Fag

  • Mar. 30th, 2009 at 4:30 PM
toomuchplor: (shep shirtless)
So, a lot of the lovely readers leaving feedback on my last story are saying something to the effect that it seems "realistic" in one sense or another. At first, I thought maybe this was because some of my past offerings have involved straight-making machines, gates that take people's clothes off, and chemicals in the water supply that make everyone pair off and start breeding. But then I thought about it some more, and realized, as I told [livejournal.com profile] lamardeuse, that probably people are reacting to the number of references I made to bums and poo. What could be more realistic? This is clearly a case where being mentally 6 years old has actually made people think of me as somehow more "adult". Ha.

What I didn't intend to do, having been somewhat out of touch with fandom for a while, was to wade into the apparent battleground that has evolved around the character of Jennifer Keller. While I didn't really love the character (except for about 5 minutes when it looked like she was going to make Ronon smiley and sweet), I didn't especially dislike her either, and I honestly didn't really know that there's been an ongoing division among SGA McSheppers about how to treat Keller in post-series fic. I suppose this fic, though not planned as such, is my own position statement with regard to her; and having written her and Rodney out of my mind, I don't actually plan to write McKeller ever again.

I know you have all read [livejournal.com profile] toft_froggy's 1950s girls' boarding school AU (and if you haven't, you should, dammit!) but I've been thinking about how great it would be to have a boys' boarding school AU, now that we know all about John's moneyed heritage. Maybe it should be set in England in the 1930s and Rodney could be a student one or two forms below John so he ends up being his fag (I kid you not, this is an actual English boarding school term) and having to clean John's study to his exacting standards and make him toast and warm his bog seat before John uses it every morning. (And okay, I'm lifting 99% of this from Roald Dahl's Boy, you know) And wee!Rodney would be so delightfully resentful and his big mouth would keep getting him in trouble with John and John's peers and John would make a big show of how he had to punish his fag with a caning and John would close them both in his study and slap his cane against a cushion and roll his eyes because it's not like *wanted* to beat Rodney. And near the end of the year, after they'd gotten to be sort-of-friends (but secretly, because John is so much older and cooler), right before John is about to leave school and head off to Cambridge -- then he'd corner Rodney and with blushy seventeen-year-old cheeks and ears, he'd kiss him on the mouth and tell him not to let the other blokes push him around. And then, it would be 1939, and Rodney would be working on developing British fighter planes and he'd bump into John, who was a newly minted officer in the RAF, and Rodney would be all grown up and pretty as hell and John would be serious and handsome in his starchy uniform, and -- and...

Okay, I'm calming down now. But wouldn't that be great? Someone go and write it. It sounds like too much work for me.
toomuchplor: (Default)
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: McKay/Keller, McKay/Sheppard
Length: 25 929 words
Summary: It had changed so gradually with Jennifer, was the thing. Rodney couldn’t pick a moment when he’d felt the balance shift from “this is fucking awesome” to “wow, I’m really middle-aged”.


A/N: Huge thanks to [livejournal.com profile] mecurtin for being the best of betas, providing both squee and rational analysis in liberal quantities. More than anything, the story found here grew out of a year-long backlog of writing energies, but [livejournal.com profile] mecurtin pushed me to edit what was essentially creative writing by free association into an actual story with plot and character development and research.

This one's also for [livejournal.com profile] svmadelyn because, believe it or not, this grew out one of my (many) false starts for my failed [livejournal.com profile] undermistletoe fic in 2008. See if you can recognize my prompt in this monster at all -- I sure can't.

Website version is here, or you can read in four parts beginning below.

Part 1 )

Part 2
Part 3
Part 4

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