sab: (nibbled to death by dinos)
1. I continue to overcome adversity and fight my crazy brains with Lexapro, as I --
2. Toil to complete my [livejournal.com profile] apocalyptothon assignment --
3. And am going to see The Black Rider tonight.
4. Punk, I will send up a flare when I get back.

I want those motherfucking snakes off the motherfucking plane!! )
sab: (hawkeye leaves a wakeup call)
I think I have enough perspective now to be able to say with some assuredness that I miss the 90s. And that I liked that decade so much better than this one.

The Oughts, the Ooos have had a lot to offer, particularly in the way of artistic expression (read: good TV! good books too! good music!) that rears its head during wartime, but those Nineties, man. Arts, economy, education, that weird peacetime assured self-mocking security? I suspect we will remember them as roaring. How sad I am now to have wasted so much of them.

I'm watching Newsradio and Sports Night in extremis, two New York-based ensemble news-gathering shows set prior to 9/11 and with proud and prominent display of New York's twin towers in establishing footage.

This as brought to you by: I am experiencing a mild to moderate nervous breakdown as my shrink and I work to square away my medications and figure out why I am so deeply misanthropic. I'll keep you posted.

Call for the captain ashore, let me go home!
sab: (god damn it perry)
1. Joseph and Harry's window: http://kevan.org/johari?name=sab <-- click it and click things, you know, about me. I was unable to find six words that aptly described myself, so I fudged on two of 'em. Don't tell.

2-11. as seen at lj user girlcakes' place: a meme about my nonunderlined interests )

12. I went to Boston and found [livejournal.com profile] moireach, [livejournal.com profile] annakovsky, [livejournal.com profile] janet_carter, [livejournal.com profile] mazily and [livejournal.com profile] tangleofthorns right where they said they'd be and OH the hell we raised. I found [livejournal.com profile] gem225 and G and we dissed on the preznit like that chick in Meet Virginia. I had a super sexy girls-gone-wild slumber party with [livejournal.com profile] projectjulie, [livejournal.com profile] helenish and the Bandit and mine own [livejournal.com profile] spycookies. I had the best birthday party EVER. EVER.

This is me giving you all lime-green "I Got Wasted At Sab's Bat Mitzvah" T-Shirts, to remember ALWAYS.

13. Now, I'm depending on the kindness of strangers and [livejournal.com profile] lizlet to help write my Scrubs spec, which has five plotlines already, and still no plot! But the formatting, OH, the formatting. Mmm!

14. I'm also undergoing MORE changes to my meds, so beware sudden mood swings and please don't be alarmed, should be settled by next week, god willing and the creek, something.
sab: (Default)
As it prepares to roll over into my 30th year, here's a toast to some other notable folks who share my illustrious cabbage patch birthday, the day before Groundhog Day, occasionally Super Bowl Sunday, the first day of the shortest month of the year.

Drink up, be healthy and prosper, all of you who are still alive:

Clark Gable, 1901
Langston Hughes, 1902
Muriel "Miss Jean Brodie" Spark, 1918
Boris Yeltsin, 1931
Jessica "Sensasionalist News Correspondant" Savitch, 1947
Rick "Super Freak" James, 1948
Bill "Danger Will Robinson" Mumy, 1951
Princess "I'm not Grace Kelly" Stephanie of Monaco, 1965
Sherilyn "Audrey Cooper" Fenn, 1965
Meg "Chicklit" Cabot, 1967
Lisa Marie "who did I marry, again?" Presley, 1968
Pauly "I am so embarassed to share a birthday with you" Shore, 1968
Sab "I am Sab" is ME, 1976

(For those playing the home game, there's a Makiko who was born on Feb 1, 1973, and a Sabine who was born on Feb 1, 1977.)

Bonus:
Sleeping Giants, Pigeon John
sab: (the inukshuk word for squee!)
Wait! ETA: my userpics are overdue tomorrow, this thing tells me! And I don't have a credit card! Someone want to spot me two bucks? EagainTA: Thank you, [livejournal.com profile] thevaliumsofalj! Thank you, anonymous gift-certificate-giver who might be SNK! is [livejournal.com profile] likethesun2! Thank you, [livejournal.com profile] winter_baby, just for being you!

The script continues, the plot thickens, the pace quickens, the writer sickens and flees to LJ for solace!

[livejournal.com profile] septicemic has agreed to sketch my Mars base, so I can include a map of the landscape along with the script when I shop it around. Otherwise, it turns out, it's really hard to DESCRIBE the layout of various modular landing units and jiffy popper plastic domes.

This fulfills a wish of mine, personalized art from [livejournal.com profile] septicemic, whose talent and majestry are known far and wide and sprawling forth from the great state of Ohio!

*

I turn 30 in three weeks, Feb. 1. I wish for fic, like so, and moreso! Consult my shameless wishlist and revel in my shame! Or, you know, write me one of these things!

[But don't let it discourage you from buying me stuff or sending me songs, natch. *g*]


  • Family Guy Brian/Stewie. Just, something wonderful and wrong and with roadtripping.
  • thirtysomething, really, ANYTHING. I want TS fic SO BAD. Maybe some Ellyn/Melissa, some good subversive slash. Or Michael/Gary, or Hope/Susannah!
  • Love & Rockets, Maggie/Hopey with some angst and punk rock? Or, like, Hopey/Penny where Hopey would rather be with Maggie? Mmmm.
  • Northern Exposure, clever, angsty, sexy Fleischman/O'Connell, devoid of schmoop. Well, okay, a little schmoop. But not a lot!
  • Betsy-Tacy. Tell me you don't want to read Betsy/Tacy/Tib 3some as much as I do? However, what I'd really like is some Betsy/Winona. Mmmm!
  • Chronicles of Prydain, Eilonwy/Achren. How hot, seriously, would that be??? Or Taran/Gwydion, or even just some really crowd-pleasing Taran/Eilonwy. I mean. Dude.
  • And, since I can, MOOOOORE Into the Woods? Anything with the Baker and/or his wife. [ETA: [livejournal.com profile] mazily already totally represented for me, here: Another Witch, Another Moment, because she's Queen of the Sondheim Playground! However, I want MOOOORE, even MOOOOORE!] Or, some Baker's Wife/Cinderella? Hot stuff, kiddo, hot stuff.
  • And how about some Boomer fic for BSG? I would just about kill for a Helo/Boomer/Starbuck threesome.
  • Or some classic B5 Lennier/Marcus?
  • Or some classic Jeremiah Jeremiah/Markus?
  • Or some classic ridiculously hot Janeway/Seven.


I now return you to your regularly scheduled script-writing, already in progress, and leaning suspiciously toward the slashy.
sab: (un >> read less: more tv)
I have a theory. I think the next stage in fannish participatory progression will be re-cutting episodes themselves to tell fanfiction stories -- probably eventually manipulating the characters and the images themselves and effectively "directing" new episodes of our shows. TV downloading is easy, ubiquitous and free. Editing software is getting powerful and cheap.

Tell me-- what are the copyright issues we're going to run into?

I'm watching DS9 Season 7, episode two. Called...something with Shadows. Sisko and the new Ezri Dax are tromping around the selfsame desert where a young Buffy Summers met the First Slayer, and I had a fantasy that someone in the fannish stratosphere would cut those two episodes together to tell a crossovertastic brand-new story. And then I recalled downloading something recently where a fan had looped together audio clips from a David Hewlett movie and a Joe Flanigan movie into a slashy jubilee, and then, you know, one thing led to another.

Dammit, I have GOT to finish writing this scene. I have accomplished four more pages.
sab: (hopey on the road)
Seriously, I got the best Yuletide present a girl could ask for.

Here's what I didn't ask for, but, after spending three days nose-deep in the Yuletide archive, here is what I crave, oh, crave, with every fiber in my ficklicious being. Look how all the girlslash I like is in fandoms so rare as to not actually be fandoms at all? Sad, sad meeee.

My offerings to the New Year's Resolution pile, except that most of them I forgot to actually request:

  • Family Guy Brian/Stewie. Just, something wonderful and wrong and with roadtripping.
  • thirtysomething, really, ANYTHING. I want TS fic SO BAD. Maybe some Ellyn/Melissa, some good subversive slash.
  • Love & Rockets, Maggie/Hopey with some angst and punk rock? Or, like, Hopey/Penny where Hopey would rather be with Maggie? Mmmm.
  • Northern Exposure, clever, angsty, sexy Fleischman/O'Connell, devoid of schmoop. Well, okay, a little schmoop. But not a lot!
  • Betsy-Tacy. Tell me you don't want to read Betsy/Tacy/Tib 3some as much as I do? However, what I'd really like is some Betsy/Winona. Mmmm!
  • Chronicles of Prydain, Eilonwy/Achren. How hot, seriously, would that be???
  • And, since I can, MOOOOORE Into the Woods? Anything with the Baker and/or his wife.


I'm just sayin', I've got a birthday coming up in just about a month... *g*

*

Also, quietly? I am BUGGING OUT about my pilot. A draft of the script and the treatment are due January 10th. I have the story outlined to the letter, and I have the treatment nearly complete. What's missing, however, is the actual SCRIPT, with, you know, DIALOGUE in. What I've got exists piecemeal and in patches, because I wrote straight up from the outline and out of order, as is the WBC way. Of course, you don't realize until you're actually writing the scene that it turns out you need to KNOW about dust-collecting orbital panels if you want to craft a scene around them, and at a certain point [Nico fixes the orbital thingy] is INSUFFICIENT. And so, I am rere-rereading Zubrin's "The Case for Mars" as well as the TREMENDOUSLY helpful "Private Space Ventures," thank you, [livejournal.com profile] projectjulie!

And then I can fix the orbital thingy.

And then, hopefully, make it funny.

All of it. Twelve days!

[livejournal.com profile] runpunkrun, this is why I'm hiding from our Bug! World, expect a really awesome Punkensab SGA fic, sometime after January 10th?
sab: (frank burns eats worms)
When you set something up visually and it comes time to describe it, say what's unexpected.

Loud, thunderous bass-heavy rock music coming from the neighbor's apartment. Balding, middle-aged man is lying in bed, looks at his clock, which says 3:56. He throws off the covers, grunts, gets up heavily and goes to the window. Shouts, "Shut the fuck up, it's four a.m.!"

See, not funny. But watch this.

"Shut the fuck up, it's Wednesday!"

See! Funnier! And then, because, what does this bald guy do on his weekend nights?
sab: (hemingwayesque)
I had lunch with Ron Livingston today.



ask me how! )

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