Odds and ends
Feb. 14th, 2011 03:18 pmLook at this gorgeous ten-day forecast. I think I'm going to wear a skirt to work on Wednesday or Thursday. (Okay, that might be pushing it somewhat for outside, but the office is always really warm, so I think it'll work out for me.)
It can be springtimez nao? Maybe? It's already been in the 60s since Friday!
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I read a book the other day I thought I'd recommend: As She Climbed Across the Table, by Jonathan Lethem. If Nick Hornby and Tom Stoppard teamed up to write a novel about quantum physics, love, and American academia, it would look a lot like this. Although this novel was a bit more lightweight than the hypothetical one they would produce would be, I think. Still enjoyable, though.
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wintercreek did this meme, and I couldn't resist: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. I've got non-descriptive and ridiculous in spades. Pick any of them (as many as you want) and I'll either post a snippet or explain what the heck it's about.
due South
Increments
post-COTW
ten-dance [actually, I already posted a snippet here, come to think of it]
undercover
conversation
Babylon 5
Nine Stories
Remarkable Illusions/weddingfic
baseball/hockey
assassins
looney tunes
Corner Gas
fakeout
Northern Exposure
homeless
grosse pointe
It can be springtimez nao? Maybe? It's already been in the 60s since Friday!
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I read a book the other day I thought I'd recommend: As She Climbed Across the Table, by Jonathan Lethem. If Nick Hornby and Tom Stoppard teamed up to write a novel about quantum physics, love, and American academia, it would look a lot like this. Although this novel was a bit more lightweight than the hypothetical one they would produce would be, I think. Still enjoyable, though.
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due South
Increments
post-COTW
ten-dance [actually, I already posted a snippet here, come to think of it]
undercover
conversation
Babylon 5
Nine Stories
Remarkable Illusions/weddingfic
baseball/hockey
assassins
looney tunes
Corner Gas
fakeout
Northern Exposure
homeless
grosse pointe
Oh, sorry, I missed the offer to post a snippet
Date: 2011-02-14 11:01 pm (UTC)Re: Oh, sorry, I missed the offer to post a snippet
Date: 2011-02-14 11:21 pm (UTC)He entered the outpost at a flat-out run, zipping past the desks of a dozen bewildered RCMP members as he headed for the Inspector's office. He hadn't even had a chance to put on his uniform, much less drop his bags anywhere, but he was already late, and he had decided it was better to appear in civilian clothes rather than appear before his new superior officer, the commander of the Fort MacRee detachment of the RCMP, even further past the time he had been scheduled to show up.
He'd intended to find out the name of his new superior before arriving, but he had been sidetracked by a suspicious smell at the airport, which had led him and Diefenbaker to enough improperly stored fuel to destroy a dozen square kilometers, as well as to a staunch railroad supporter who had planned do use it for exactly those purposes, though he was still unclear on exactly how blowing up a small airport in northern Alberta, rather than somewhere more visible, would further the woman's cause. Making the arrest and then seeing that the fuel was properly put away had taken up the time he'd meant to use to mentally prepare himself for his new posting, and so he was a bit rattled when he threw open the door to the Inspector's office and said, "Sir, I'm terribly sorry for my tardiness..."
And then he realized who he was speaking to.
"Fraser?" Inspector Margaret Thatcher said, her eyes wide, dropping the jacket she held in her hands.
He felt his duffel bag slip out of his fingers, hitting the floor with a *thump*. "Inspector," he almost whispered. "You're my new superior officer?"
"You're my new *Constable*?"
He briefly glanced around the room, just in case. "It would appear so, ma'am."
She ran her hand through her hair—it was longer than the last time he'd seen her, he couldn't help noting, irrelevant as it was—somewhat nervously. "I had no idea—that is, I was told Ottawa was finally sending someone to take Constable Allen's place, but I only just received the file, and I didn't have a chance to look at it before we had to move on [name, probably a pun] and bring him in before he got out of the country."
His jaw dropped. "You captured [name]? The one behind more than thirty bank robberies in the past year?"
"He's in lock-up right now." She looked rather pleased with herself. "He gave us some trouble, but nothing we couldn't handle. I was able to get his weapon away from him before he could shoot anyone."
Truly, he didn't know what to say. (It was not, he couldn't help noting, the first time she had knocked him speechless.) The last time he'd seen her, Meg Thatcher had been on her way to an administrative position in Toronto, which she had seemed to be looking forward to. He'd never expected to find her doing—exulting in, really—fieldwork in a tiny town in the Northwest Territories.
Re: Oh, sorry, I missed the offer to post a snippet
Date: 2011-02-14 11:25 pm (UTC)Re: Oh, sorry, I missed the offer to post a snippet
Date: 2011-02-14 11:27 pm (UTC)The plan for that one is that Meg went to Toronto, got bored because she didn't have Fraser involving her in crazy crime-fighting activities, and requested a posting where she could be more involved in field work. (I'm not entirely certain canon fully supports me in this, but I feel like she really misses field work and secretly relishes the opportunities she gets to do it thanks to Fraser's crazy cases, and wanted to poke at that in fic for a while.) And of course there is UST that is damn well going to turn into RST this time, and if I can manage a PLOT, OMG, a case of some kind where they each get to be awesome in their own unique ways...
Re: Oh, sorry, I missed the offer to post a snippet
Date: 2011-02-14 11:31 pm (UTC)if I can manage a PLOT, OMG, a case of some kind where they each get to be awesome in their own unique ways
let me know if I can help with brainstorming...
Re: Oh, sorry, I missed the offer to post a snippet
Date: 2011-02-14 11:56 pm (UTC)Ooooh. I will absolutely take you up on this when I turn my attention more fully to this fic. I always come up with some grandiose big picture, but can never work out the details so that everything makes sense and the bad guy doesn't come off like an idiot.