maplemood: (peter pan)

 
Yesterday Google's fall equinox doodle warmed me to the bottom of my Beatrix-Potter-loving, Brambly-Hedge-obsessed heart. Too bad the weather around here hasn't changed since August. It is supposed to cool down a little some time next week (or is it the week after next week?), though, so there's that. 

Today I also headed over to the library for the first time since classes started. Checked out The Likeness by Tana French and Into the Wilderness by Sara Donati; realistically I might not have the time to finish either of them but I'd like to at least give The Likeness my best shot. It's one of the two Dublin Murder Squad books that I haven't read yet, and the one with the strangest (in the best way) plot. Plus, I've been dying for some non-assigned reading since Monday. Fourth week of the semester is when things start to get seriously stressful--I did sneak some writing in, anyway, but I've fallen totally off the wagon when it comes to reading.

Speaking of writing, I'm going to do my level best to finish the latest Pete fic this weekend. I've got...maybe four or so pages to go? Not completely sure, but I'm down to the final stretch and everyone's been so sweet and patient and I just need to get this thing done. And then move on to the story. Even if I don't finish it, I'd like to at least get the bulk of the last major scene done so I'll only have a few loose ends to tie up come Monday. 

The only other even slightly interesting thing I did this week was baking London Fog shortbread. I used this recipe and bypassed a couple steps (didn't bother chilling the cookies once I'd cut them out) but they turned out very good. I'm not a huge fan of Earl Gray on its own, but I love it in shortbread. So I spent Friday evening baking shortbread, then eating shortbread in front of Call the Midwife with my sister. Not a bad way to start the weekend. 

And, last but not least, we finally have a trailer for The Punisher! I'm trying to stay a little skeptical, just so I won't build it up to some impossible ideal, especially when it comes to Frank and Karen...but I'm so, so excited. I hope this ends up being good. I really do. 
maplemood: (galaxy quest)
Fall semester's here and I'm going to DIE. Maybe. Every day I feel a little better; still overwhelmed, but more used to being overwhelmed, I guess. One of the best things about college is that all the practicum/field work requirements force me to get comfortable with always being a little bit uncomfortable. 

No surprise, but writing's been going slowly, and non-assigned reading is going even more slowly. I did finally crack the cover of Pacific Rim: Tales from Year Zero and finished it in one sitting. The artwork was nice, and the story was decent, but I was hoping for something with a little more depth, and considering how could Pacific Rim was about this, I was kind of disappointing when I got to the standard fanservice-y woman-almost-completely-naked panel. Not outraged or anything, but...come on, book. You can do better than this. That being said, both Tendo and Stacker's backstories were great; I wish they'd been given a little more space and detail. 

The other book I finished (I started a few weeks before the semester began) was a collection of West Virginian ghost stories. Very good and genuinely creepy in parts, especially in the "Weird Creatures" section (There's one story especially, apparently about the narrator's grandmother, that made me shudder: basically, she was riding home one night and was chased most of the way back by a "pure white" something with "razor-sharp teeth" that "screamed like a woman in terrible agony". Uggggh.) Got to admit that, all and all, I liked this book--it's called The Telltale Lilac Bush--a lot better than Tales from Year Zero
maplemood: (daredevil)
For some reason I never got the memo (or else got it then completely forgot) that The Defenders is a miniseries and only eight episodes long. I'm not complaining--it made blowing through the entire thing in two days that much easier. In the end I'm glad that I didn't hype myself up too much for this show, since it's nowhere near as much of an emotional gut punch as Daredevil or Jessica Jones. That's not to say it isn't good, though, and that's definitely not to say that it isn't fun--watching all the banter, eye-rolling, and awkward maybe-found-family-ness was an absolute joy.
Some spoilers )

The only other thing I did a lot of this weekend was reading. I've been on a YA kick lately and just finished The Carnival at Bray by Jessie Ann Foley. Now I'm a quarter of the way through the first book in the Monstrumologist series. The first time I read these books (the first three, anyway; I still haven't worked up the courage to read the last book) I adored them. Now my feelings are a little more complicated, especially towards one of the main characters. The first time around I was on a major Sherlock kick, and the Monstrumologist is similar, personality-wise, toward Sherlock, so I was quick to forgive all the parts of his personality that, a few years down the road and one major Sherlock disenchantment later, aren't quite as funny or charming. I do think that these books get how terrible he can be in a way that Sherlock (so far, anyway) never has. It's been an interesting reread.  

Oh, yeah, one last thing--I finally sat down and ordered my textbooks today (classes start in exactly one week). I had barely anything to buy compared to last semester. Since I bought all the books used, the bill wasn't too bad...and then I realized I've gotten to the point where paying over eighty dollars for three used books feels like a bargain. Oh well. It is what it is.

maplemood: (karen)
Whew! Sorry about my last few posts--they've been lackluster, mostly because I feel lackluster, or at least drained. Wrapping up the big bang fic is eating up all my motivation and inspiration, but I've finally cleared the minimum word count and things are starting to wind down towards an ending. Parts of this fic I love. Other parts I'm not wild over. But it's the longest thing I've written in years, and I still can't quite believe that I'm about to finish it. There's a quote--okay, calling it a "quote" is pretty strong; I think it's actually something Georgia from My Favorite Murder said--anyway, there's a line about how perfection isn't the point, but making things--even imperfect things--is. That's how I feel about this fic. Will it be perfect? Not even close. But who cares? It'll be there

Yeah, I'm a little emotional over this. Also really, really ready for it to be done. 

I've been making an effort to read more in order to combat the whole drained-of-any-extra-inspiration feeling. Just started Leviathan Wakes, the first book in The Expanse series. I'm up to chapter eight, and even though no single character has especially grabbed me yet, the worldbuilding's fantastic and I'm excited by the hints of deeper creepiness to come. Nonfiction-wise, I'm well into another Ann Rule book (Small Sacrifices). With both these books, I feel like I'm gulping down the main story without savoring (or even absorbing) most of the details. Oh, well. I can always reread, and at least I am reading; whenever I get deep into a fic I tend to forget to read enough. And then wonder why my all my inspiration is suddenly gone. 

(Also, Pacific Rim: Tales From Year Zero has been sitting on my desk's bookshelf since Christmas and somehow I've barely cracked the cover. This needs to change. Soon.)

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