Herein is a list of all of the projects on my various assortment of back burners, and (if applicable) how many parts remain. Short blurbs will tend to accompany them as well.

I've switched to this instead of a "WIP" list primarily because I have a number of proposed projects which aren't actually started yet. The list is organized by fandom, universe-within-fandom, and alphabetical order. The organization of the list does not reflect priority in terms of when they'll be written.

Updated: 18 May, 2009

( Stargate Atlantis )
( Torchwood )
( Various & Sundry (Less than 3 Fics in the Fandom, Crossovers, Gift!Fic, Etc) )

Anything I'm missing?

So, I adore the Nike online summer clearance. Because I like Nike clothing, especially their workout gear and goggles (Remoras FTW), but I just don't have the kind of disposable income to sling around to buy their stuff full price.

For a number of reasons (several relating to the abusive tendencies of a now-deceased individual) I always think of myself as being really heavy/large. Yes, I have friends who are larger than I am, but it doesn't impact my self-perception at all - it's one of the few areas in which I'm horrible at perspective. Today, my shipment of Nike goodness arrived, and I was shocked to be reminded that I am apparently actually a Large (as opposed to an XL) in a bunch of their stuff. I knew I had an L Nike T-Shirt that I wear frequently, but I hadn't put together that it meant that the L stuff (which I ordered b/c they didn't have XL in the clearance section and I'm planning to go back into training for a triathlon so will drop 30 pounds in the next few months, meaning roughly a dress size for me due to muscle mass increases) would fit now.

Color me pleasantly surprised.

Also, my WtWM universe is currently at 16,700 words and exploding rapidly. WTF, brain?

At the moment, I'm spending the summer with my mom in West Virginia before moving to Maryland for the next 2-3 years. Our town has, according to the last census, just under 700 people. We're the county seat, which is why we have a high school, and we've also got the only geothermal hot springs on the East Coast, meaning that we do a lot of business in tourism.

I just called the PD/FD non-emergency number to double-check if we were allowed to do a burn on the Fourth of July (some holidays they won't allow it, b/c the local FD is 100% volunteer, and dragging them away from their families if an intentional blaze gets out of hand on, say, Thanksgiving is just cruel). So, I call in, and the response I get on the other end of the line?

"County 911, what's your emergency?"

See, our non-emergency and 911 feeds? All go to the same person. The guy on shift today had a lovely voice, I have to admit, and he was really nice about explaining the burn policies.

Yeah, sometimes I kind of love this town...

One is that wow, do my various inboxes fill up when I go a week without logging into the interweb for more than 10 minute intervals.

Second is that I am craving Due South fic liek woah, which is bad since I still have betweeen 10-20K words of Were the World Mine fic to finish so I can just put that particular universe to rest and get back to the regularly scheduled fic-writing for the summer.

I wholly blame norabombay. We spent (literally) hours discussing the RayK/Fraser housing situation and car logistics in Chicago. While in Chicago. And discussing why RayK has totally gone undercover as a lesbian and not realized it.

There's a fic that needs to be written, there, which will probably end up written by me. Also Nora's fault.

And yet, all I want to do is read mid-length DS fic about the true love that is RayK and Fraser. That fandom? Probably one of the places I come closest to actually having an OTP.

I got back from my whirlwind tour of the MidWest (for the second time in 2 weeks) yesterday afternoon. I'd originally planned to be back on Sunday, but the glory of a flexible schedule is that I was able to take an extra day.

Even though I didn't make it to any of the interesting festivities, I picked a winner of a weekend to meander through Chicago. "Taste of Chicago", Pride, etc were all going on, and the background ambiance was nice even if I didn't happen to hit any of the events proper.

As usual, norabombay was fantastic as a hostess, providing not only a bed/dachshund/food/computer-for-use, but also entertaining company. We went out to a local bar on Friday evening and spent 2-3 hours exploring logical fallout of various international and diplomatic disasters (and entertaining the bartender with our coaster!continents). It was awesome.

Saturday, I finally managed to catch up with neviachiel, whom I've been sending holiday cards to for the last 6 years. It's always such a lovely experience when you get on with someone even better than you'd hoped, and she's an absolute sweetheart. We spent Sunday morning wandering around her old/current campus, and somehow she came away unscathed while I managed to both broil-like-a-lobster *and* blister up my feet horribly (although the feet were my own fault - I'd picked up a pair of cheap flats b/c my flipflops were starting to rub a bit, and didn't have socks, and then walked several miles in them). I still look like someone spray painted me, right down to the China!White purse-stripe across the middle of my chest.

The only down side is that, between changing my driving plans geographically and chronologically, I managed to catch up with neither scarlett_o or khyrra, but I'm sure this will be far from the last trip I make in the general vicinity in the next few years. I also managed to not catch fortysixthhour, but that was more a matter of goings-and-comings not quite meshing.

Got back yesterday afternoon around 4:30 EST, found out the electrician had rewired a number of phone jacks and unplugged the modem (amongst other things), so I didn't get online until today. Got 8.5 hours of sleep last night, and will be shooting for more like 10 tonight, given the 3 hour night at Nora's before the 12 hour drive back to WV.

*Waves* In short, not dead. And people in Illinois are kind of awesome, at least the fannish ones.

Title: What's in a Name?
Author: miriel
Beta: hllangel
Sequel to: Not Boyfriends
Fandom: Were the World Mine (It's a film. Thus, All Canon = Fair Game)
Rating: PG-13 (like the film)
Pairings: Cooper/Cole (Primary), Timothy/Jonathon (Secondary)
Author's Note: So, originally I was just going to write one fic in this “fandom” (I use the term loosely). And then it was far, far larger than I'd intended, and I hadn't included half the scenes I was thinking about. So apparently it's going to be more like a series. This piece clocks in around 3300 words.
Author's Note #2: This is the first half of a fic duet, each piece of which can be read independently but which is designed to function best as a completed pair. The second fic, “Terms of Endearment,” should be up within the week.

Summary: ( 'Wait, what exactly *did* you tell them about me?' 'Oh, you know, the usual. Friend from high school, on the rugby team, boyfriend.' )

Today, I'm wrapping off my For-Fun online class on Women in Athletics (it seemed appropriate).

Somewhere between now and midnight, I've got to take 4 30-minute quizzes and a 2 hour final.

Of course, cupidsbow also posted one of her ever-worth-reading rec-lists in the last 24 hours, and I've been sucked into the 40K Kirk/Spock she endorsed (while the Captain Jack/Chewbacca sounds intellectually fascinating, I'm just not up for that mental image any time soon).

If you see me online, talk to me. Ask about my coursework. Bug me. Especially after about noon PST. Because as soon as this is done, I can jump back into the sequel to Not Boyfriends that's currently about 500-words in. And I can proof the other two fic-pieces that are waiting to go up.

In short, procrastination kills. Don't let my GPA(or my sanity) be a victim.

Things I have learned/remembered this evening:

- Twizzlers =/= a food group

- It's better to check when your final/paper/etc is being held/due before you have the panic attack

- Writing is so much easier once you're back on the horse. There are apparently 2 sequels in the works to "Not Boyfriends." And at least 2 parts of multi-part fic are also done and just awaiting beta. Dude.

- Job hunting is a bitch. 2 hours of filling out online forms, and even money the position I have the best shot at is already filled.

Cross-Continental Driving Trip the Third is coming up next week, so I'm putting a shout-out to all of my friends in the metaphorical flight path.

• Tuesday night I'm driving West Virginia to Somewhere-in-Ohio along route 80/90.


• Wednesday morning I'm driving Somewhere-in-Ohio to Two Rivers, Wisconsin.


• Thursday I'm spending in Janesville because my grandmother is turning 90, although I'm spending the night in Madison.


• Friday, I drive Madison->Chicago and hopefully spend the next 2 nights on norabombay's guest bed.
• Who's up for drinks next Friday Night??


• Somewhere between Friday and Monday, I need to hook up with neviachiel.


• Sunday I tentatively drive Chicago->West Virginia, with a hopeful stopover to see scarlett_o a bit shy of Pittsburgh on the way (the only way this changes is if I spend half of Sunday driving around Illinois to meet up with neviachiel), in which case I only drive part of the distance from Chicago to WV on Sunday and finish on Monday).

Thoughts, suggestions, desires to meet up?

Title: Not Boyfriends
Author: miriel
Beta(e): hllangel, oparu
Fandom: Were the World Mine (It's a film. Thus, All Canon = Fair Game)
Rating: PG-13 (like the film)
Pairings: Cooper/Cole (Primary), Timothy/Jonathon (Secondary)
Author's Note: Written at the request of dancinbutterfly, who brought the plight (read: loose end) of Cooper & Cole to my attention and then begged very prettily for fic to address said plight. Many thanks to both of my betae, without whom this probably would not have actually exited my skull and landed on the electronic page. There are minor allusions to the massive future which I mapped out for Timothy & Jonathon in the space between going to bed and falling asleep over the last few weeks, but I have no idea if that'll turn into fic as well or not. This clocks in at around 4500 words.
Author's Note #2: ( Basic Plot Info for WtWM if you just want to read the fic. Spoilers, obviously )

Summary: ( The first thing to understand about Cole Bochner and Cooper Stevens is that they were not, are not, and never will be boyfriends. )

For those of you wondering what's happened to me (and my promise of fictive productivity post-June 1), the short answer is Murphy's Law.

I spent last week running around like a headless chicken up in the Vancouver area, wrapping off all of the legal odds-and-ends relating to the end of my residence up there.

On the Red-Eye back to the East Coast (June 4), I came down with a cold. It's turned out to be a bit of a doozy, so I'm just now starting to consider myself a member of the human race again.

Aside from that, Mom picked up a new dog in mid-May, so things have been hectic on the home-front as well.

Tomorrow, I'm leaving for a 3-day blitz-trip up to Wisconsin to meet the shipment of my misc. stuff that we had moved from BC as a load of freight via U-Pack.

This weekend, I'm volunteering with Capital Pride, both their parade and festival.

End-of-June I'm driving North again, at which point I'll hopefully connect w/ a few of you (norabombay, neviachiel, khyrra, scarlett_o - I'm looking at you guys). I'll probably be driving North on/around Wednesday June 24, and then driving back the following weekend.

Were the World Mine is now officially out, in hard-copy as well as digital. I know there's at least one good torrent of it up on isohunt, if anyone's interested (it's a touch over 1 GB, and v. good quality). I keep wanting to write fic for it, but I'm not going to - it's one of those universes where it ends in happily ever after and you don't want to ruin it. In real life, high school romances rarely survive into college, and I don't want to have to face reality in this particular instance. I *do* have a number of other fics which are in-progress or have parts completed which just need some last minor revision, so hopefully I'll start posting for real somewhere in the next few weeks.

It would be really, really nice to have more than a couple of hours to myself that don't involve hacking my lungs up or sleeping, but it looks like that's not on the agenda until somewhere around Canada Day.

ETA: dancinbutterfly and I got into a WtWM-related discussion in the comments, so don't look if you want to avoid spoilers for the film.

The Colbert Report tonight.

I'm not sure that there are words for how awesome that was.

I just, all I can say is: The Hair.

oparu ended up in one of those awkward fannish situations where you totally disagree w/ a friend's portrayal of characters and the person takes offense.

In response, I have written her a bitlet on the same general topic - Picard, Crusher, and Release from Constraint:

( Enough )

Were the World Mine is coming. June 9, the DVD becomes available.

In fact, it is already here - in digital format, at least.

It's been officially released on iTunes. In fact, it's currently a featured movie on iTunes(meaning that it's *FREE* ATM My bad, I mis-interpreted one of the clicky buttons on iTunes). It's also apparently available OnDemand from digital cable providers.

You want to see this movie. I've pimped it before, but it deserves pimping again. Because it's JUST THAT AWESOME.

I saw this back in February, and have been dying to have the chance to see it again. Do it, and if you like it please get your hands on a legal copy - the people behind this deserve your money (and the industry needs positive reinforcement to encourage these kinds of independent films).

SERIOUSLY!! It's available. Finally. OMGOMGOMG.

For the first time in almost 2 years, I've been able to sit down, scroll through channels, and randomly stumble upon an AFL game. Not only that, but it's a SWANS game. My night is now complete.

In Other News: My life has actually managed to catch up with itself, and is no longer completely insane. I'm actually going to be able to start writing again (OMG! how weird to not have 15 things I really should be doing nownownow). The To-Do list has again been revised and adjusted, and is more-or-less complete. The former Big-Bang projects are now re-allocated (but not off the agenda, even if I missed every single deadline between moving and end-of-term and sheer absent-minded-ness). There's going to be at least a Star Trek short as well, at some point, but I didn't bother adding it to the list because it'll be under 5K words.

The (infamous) To-Do List.

So, I was booked on a red-eye last night from CA back to DC (by way of LAX and Orlando).

2 hours into my flight? We had a medical emergency (someone started turning inexplicably blue, apparently), and we landed in Houston. 3 hours, a refueling issue and an electrical issue later, I finally called United and had my tickets changed.

To put this into perspective, hllangel ditched my sorry ass at 7:30PM(last night) for an 8:00PM(last night) flight from the regional airport to LAX.

I'm now getting into Dulles at 4PM (instead of DCA at 9:30AM). Had I stayed on the initial plane from LAX (which just pulled back from the gate about 20 minutes ago to continue on to Orlando), I'd have had to wait and connect in Orlando at 11:45, getting me into DCA close to 2PM (and then necessitating 1.5 hours of public transit before being picked up by mom). This way, I kick around the Houston airport until 12PM CST, and have interweb access for a not-too-scary fee (NM the Starbucks).

Seriously, what is it with me and multiple-connection flight-plans??

Previous post aside, life is kicking along reasonably well at the moment. Succeeded in moving out of Nanaimo and all the way to West Virginia (where I will be residing for the summer). Succeeded in getting hllangel moved back to CA just in time for her to start summer classes for her law degree. Summer-class on Women in Athletics is chugging along, and just as interesting as I'd hoped.

After a long and soul-searching discussion with norabombay, I'm probably going to be deferring my MA in Wales for a year to take some time and consider my options before blowing quite that much cash on a degree which will be (essentially) useless. More on that as plans start to congeal.

In Other News, I'm also working my way through the trilogy that Snowie leant me (starting with Steph Swainston's The Year of Our War, which is narrated by an immortal junkie) and have rediscovered peanut butter milkshakes. Yum.

Oh, and hllangel and I went to see Star Trek after 10 hours in the car, a trip around the Grand Canyon, and a margarita a-piece (the day before our last day of driving). We giggled and laughed and snickered the whole way through, and I'm really hoping I can talk mom into going to see it with me. That is a movie that just wins, because they've both wiped the slate and stayed the course with an almost frightening number of subtle homages (I won't go into any more than that, for those who haven't seen it yet). It's possible it wasn't quite as good as it seemed, but I have a feeling that it will always carry positive associations for me.

ETA: Oh, and important fact - Chekov gets more backstory in this movie than I'm pretty sure he got in the last 35 years of the franchise...

In Other Other News, this being of the bad kind, I'm pretty sure I managed to miss/conflate deadlines for every single Big Bang I was signed up for this year, which means that the stories are still getting written but I missed the free art guarantee. Not the end of the world, but unfortunate nonetheless.

For The Record: From Nanaimo, BC-> Berkeley Springs, WV I drove *exactly* 2,975 miles. Shout-outs to [Bad username: silme_coire,], fortysixth, norabombay(and Tucker!!) and michelleann68 who all made the trip an absolute blast. I don't have specifics on the second "leg" of the trip (Dallas, TX->CA), although I believe it was something like an additional 1,800 miles (with, sadly, no LJ peeps encountered, although it was a near-thing with ladyholder).

Starting Thursday, I should be around a lot more regularly (and the following week should start posting fic again).

With the visible end of my undergraduate career, a move is in order. I've done a bit of finagling, and hllangel is going to be flying up to co-drive the (roughly) 2,796 miles from here to West Virginia.

We'll be departing on Friday, May 1. In order of visitation, we'll be stopping over in Montana, Minnesota, Chicago (2 nights, Sunday and Monday), and then WV. Two Rivers, WI and Pittsburgh, PA are plotted as mid-day stops.

The Projected Travel Plans

If you live in/near somewhere we're going through/stopping over, and you'd like to get together, drop me a line.

ETA: Also, I should start appearing here a bit more regularly in the near future. Aside from, you know, the logging 10,000 miles of driving in the month of May. *Whimpers*

First is for 2M4M.org, a response-site combating the NOM campaign against marriage equality. It's also spawned a related LJ-Comm: 2m4m.

Everyone's got GLBTQ Rights on their minds right now, as a result of the Amazon.Fail debacle. Let's capitalize.

Second, hllangel is running a GBLTQ Porn Battle in response to the clusterf@#$ that went on over at Amazon in the last 48+ hours. PORN BATTLE HERE.

More Links pertinent to the Amazon!Fail.

Most notably, there is now a google!bomb which has been started. Amazon Rank.

Currently, if you go to "Amazon.Com" and enter "homosexuality" into the general search box? Your top hits are anti-gay literature of the Right Wing Christian variety.