harborshore | gratitude and wishes

It's been a strange ten months-give-and-take-a-few-days since I got this journal. I've gotten an A in terminology and a C in legal translation; I've gotten my heart broken; been fairly seriously ill; written ficlets and longer stories in many, many universes; read twelve Georgette Heyers and two translations of Sappho's poetry; I turned 25; I've learned to put on eyeliner but not nailpolish; I've gone to six London bookstores and four London museums; I've been to Singapore and Malaysia; I've been depressed; I've gone dancing; I've learned so many new songs by heart; I've been learning, I am learning, I'm here.

And I met you lot. A gang of bright, beautiful, kind people who came to the tiny space I was making for myself and said, "Hi, we like it here too." I'm so grateful for all the support, the stories, the all-night-chatting sessions, the beta readings, the art, the letter, the love, the love. Thank you for sticking around.

I have some holiday wishes, big ones and small ones, and it feels odd to write them down, when I'm actually really fucking grateful to be right here, who I am, where I am. But maybe that's where they belong, too.

World peace. Failing that, I want a home for the people who need it, enough food, enough space to live.

I would like the people in my life and myself to have a better 2010 than 2009 was, or at least a less tempestuous year would be nice.

I want a place of my own (this one is on me to figure out, but I want somewhere that can fit all my books).

I want MCR's new album, I want Amanda Palmer to play a show somewhere I might realistically see her, I want Greta Salpeter to come to Europe opening for somebody, I want the two halves of the Disco to remember that they make fantastic music when they get playful, I want to do more shows (this one is also on me).

I want to finish one of the original manuscripts I'm fucking around with.

As far as fandom-related holiday wishes, oh, I don't know, stories? You lot know what I love (magical realism! cuddling! Really Rare Pairings! femmeslash!) so if any of you end up writing me anything, I promise I will love it. Or art, of course, oh man.

Another fandom-related wish is just to get to write all the stories that are swimming around in my head. Or at least some of them. A small fraction, even. To begin working on this, I'm going to put up a prompts post on Christmas Day for Crazy Crossovers, to be finished by New Year's.

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Oh God, I'm so glad I know you, even a little bit. You've done so much this year. I'm in awe.

I don't know how I can help with the list, but there is this: Amnesty International's Greeting Cards Campaign. I used to do it at school, when I was in the school's AI group, but the teacher who ran it was kind of stingey with info, so when I left school I lost that.

arsenicjade posted the link today, and now? Well, maybe it's a little stupid, but I'm sending all of them, because. Because I need to know that I can still do it. That there's something good still out there, even if it's coming from me. That probably sounds pretentious, but I don't care, because I'll be doing a good thing.

So yeah. It's not quite world peace, but it's a start. :)

In other news - Oooooh, prompts post! ^_^

T'is but a snapshot of a very crazy life, darling, and I spend most of the time being really overwhelmed by it, even when I have weeks of absolutely nothing.

I love that initiative! I am, in fact, doing it--someone else posted the link a few days ago, but had I not seen it, I would have done it after this comment. It is something, however small.

Well, I figured I'd better give fair warning! *grins*

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