do not go gently into that good night

Saw this fic challenge on quickreaver's LJ and decided to take a stab to show that I'm still alive and functioning and all that (but still buried at grad school).

Seven sentences from page 7 of a WIP (the only one I have being the last part of Theophany (which is about 2 years overdue, I know, I know)).

( under le cut )

How I got into fandom.

So I'm cruising around, checking things out ‘n stuff, and then I am struck by an idea. I decide to do RESEARCH. *pushes up nerdy glasses*

I have had my LJ since summer 2008 (and my first reaction is to slip into shock because really, it’s been 2 years? Since when! Prove it! Why have I not received a manual about how to become a successful writer on LJ yet? Okay, I’m only 20, but time is NOT ALLOWED to slip away from me like this. Stop it, Time. Now).

During these 2 years, I have made about 60 journal entries.

(This is where the research part comes in. Ready?)

In comparison to friends who have had their journals an equal amount of time, I am about 250 journal entries BEHIND. Yeah. They all have about 300 posts. Now comes another question:

What have I been doing all this time (besidestryingtogetaBAinLiteratureandnotbecomeahermitwithnofriendsandstillstaysane)?

Clearly, I have a lot to make up for. *prods muse*

There will be fiction later, if the muse cooperates. At the moment, to begin my penance, I bring recs! Uhh, excuse me while I dig through my recent bookmarks. Um, yes, HERE! I offer you words and moving pictures:

20 Things Sam Winchester Is Not Allowed To Do by deirdre_c

like a song by proofpudding

Commence the random! [Beware of spoilers (obviously) if you haven't seen it yet.]

( Fangirling just ahead! )

Why such a long wait until hiatus is over?

Just got back from watching "The Book of Eli." I feel like I'll be an expert on the End Times after this semester. Between my Eschatology class, Supernatural, and all the hype about movies like "Book of Eli" and "Legion," I'll be set.

All I need now is a machete, aviators, and a King James Bible.

Hee.

I GOT A RESPECTABLE GRADE IN ECONOMICS! *iz now calm* I worked so hard for that grade; it feels so nice to see that all that pain/brain-leaking-out-of-my-ears/weeping-my-eyes-out wasn't for nothing.

Watched Gilmore Girls with my mom this morning for the first time and showed her a few clips of Supernatural. I believe I have a new convert. *grin* 

In fic news, I'm writing my longest Supernatural story so far--and it's set in Hell. Happy happy times. But it is so intriguing. But dark. And I worry sometimes for what my family must hear me muttering in my sleep--the painful ways of wielding scalpels and the snide things Alistair must have said to Dean. I'll probably post it this weekend. I'm rather proud of this one, although I feel a little like C.S. Lewis did when he wrote Screwtape Letters and then decided, Never again.

Was working on Supernatural fic. Was brilliant. Was pushing the save button when...

BLUE SCREEN OF DEATH STRIKES AGAIN.

Me: *hate*
Roommates: ??
Hector (my laptop): *iz ded*
Me: *hopes for doc recovery*
Hector: *revives*
Doc recovery: *lets down*
Me: *HATE WORLD/UNIVERSE/SOLARSYSTEMADKFJDSLKDFDJS*

The end.