harborshore: (zoid)
My sister just left for the US, but I don't feel like dwelling on that, so I'm going to post three recs before I go to work.

The first one is Welcome to Planet Motherfucker, which is about zombies and how MSI end up investigating rumors of a cure against the zombie virus. Along the way MSI meets MCR and Chantal, and Gerard and Lyn-Z fight some zombies and, you know, yeah. But because [livejournal.com profile] nokomis305 is my favorite, this is not a story where the girl is any kind of damsel in distress, but a zombie story where said fair lady is the most awesome, amen. This story is so much fun, and I know she thanks me in the acknowledgments, but seriously, my involvement was limited to flapping my hands enthusiastically and telling her to kill more people. Also I kept typing ZOMBIES in all caps. Go read it! It's GREAT. I love, love, love the way Steph writes Lyn-Z--human, believable, funny and fantastic--and her Chantal is fucking perfect, as always. As is everyone else. I have so much adoration for this story, seriously.

The second one is [livejournal.com profile] liketheroad's Prairie Doll of Mine, which is a Ryan/Spencer small town au. This--it's Ryan and Spencer holding on to each other in the face of prejudice, it's about finding safety and home in another person. I told her she broke my heart and put it back together, and I don't know how to recommend it except to say that again. It's lovely and achy and I just, yeah. Wonderful.

And the last one was just posted--[livejournal.com profile] colouredmango's Until I Am Home With You. Butcher/Sisky, and oh my god. I read it this morning, a little heartsick and tired, and I left her a most incoherent comment, I can't even. It's a beautiful story--Butcher goes on his Chinese internship and leaves his boyfriend, high school student Sisky, behind, but they stay together, stay in touch. Oh, love. Love.
harborshore: (Default)
I'm back from the cottage and the holiday of subtle fertility symbolism--for the record, I did no frog-hopping this year, but we walked all over, went biking, picked seven kinds of flowers and put them underneath our pillows (tradition--it's supposed to make you dream of your intended), got quite drunk and had excellent food. And then I dreamed about a friend of my sister's, which was not on, so I told my sister about it when she called me the next day, and that should cancel it out. Hopefully.

I'm a stage kid; we're terribly superstitious.

But that was not the point of this post at all. You might have noticed me posting a story last week? WELL. I came home to find out [livejournal.com profile] absenteye had made me art!!! AWESOME ART. Art that is supposed to be Lindsey's art from the story! Oh my GOD, you guys, I love it so.

mildly spoilery, so it goes behind a cut )
harborshore: (music)
Scratch Your Name (Into the Fabric of This World)

Pairing: Background Bob/Brian, Chantal/Jimmy, Amanda/Dusty/Katie Kay.
Word Count: 24,214
Rating/Warnings: R. Character death, violence, some blood/gore, brief mentions of torture and a past rape.
Summary: As the only survivor of a series of executions by the Squad at an underground music show, Lindsey starts her own private revolution doing (illegal) street art. Then, one night, caught out by and running from a Patrol group, she gets unexpected help in evading capture -- and joins a much more public revolution. Set in a very different New York City.


Author's Notes:

This fic would never have happened without a great deal of help from some amazing, amazing people. First and foremost, I can't tell you how much I owe [livejournal.com profile] enhendi and [livejournal.com profile] wasoncedelight--they held me to my own canon, yelled at me about characterization and punctuation and my many, many run-on sentences. [livejournal.com profile] torakowalski helped me build this universe, in a series of emails wherein I went "What if..." and she nodded encouragingly at me and asked intelligent questions, and then she betaed one of the early drafts as well. Finally, without the hand-holding, the cheering, and the support of [livejournal.com profile] nokomis305, [livejournal.com profile] thesamefire, and [livejournal.com profile] absenteye and many other poor souls on my flist, the story would not have been finished. I love all of you very much, ladies.

Also and obviously, I am most grateful to my wonderful artist [livejournal.com profile] tuesdaysgone, my fantastic mixers [livejournal.com profile] sweetnovicane and [livejournal.com profile] astaria51, who created marvelous, marvelous bonus content for my story, and to the [livejournal.com profile] bandombigbang mods for running this awesome challenge again. Someone mentioned color-coded spreadsheets, and oh man, I can't even imagine the madness. Finally, I borrowed the summary from here.

Master Post | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Epilogue


Bonus Tracks/Enhanced Content

Fanart:

Art by tuesdaysgone

Art by absenteye

Fanmixes

Fanmix by sweetnovicane

Fanmix by astaria51
harborshore: (music)
The Music in You, a mix by [livejournal.com profile] astaria51

Aaaaah, oh god. The first time I listened to this mix, I was heading down into the subway, and suddenly I hear Geoff Rickly sing "In the shadow of the New York skyline, we grew up too fast" and I just froze (to the annoyance of many people behind me) and started smiling so hard. Because, yes. Exactly that, that's my story. (There's so much that resonates with me lyrically in this mix and in [livejournal.com profile] sweetnovicane's, and I'm probably going to post some babble on that soonish, because lyrics are so, so, so important to me when I listen to music. So my mixes were both amazing for me.)

Also, the cover art? *grins helplessly* I just--I want to know if my mixer drew it or where they found it or what--it's, I mean, it's like it's from the story.

Have some more music... )
harborshore: (music)
We’re Dancing Free (But Stuck Here Underground), a mix by [livejournal.com profile] sweetnovicane

I sort of felt like I got three pieces of art, because both my mixers provided stunning cover art for their fanmixes as well. Extraordinarily happy-making and surprising, that. This mix is long and great and satisfying, and the variety of genres on it made me most pleased. I mean, okay, there's MIA and Bruce Springsteen on the same mix, and god, there's so much wonderful here. I can’t even—I love this, I was listening to it while making my last revisions, because the energy of it all just captures the story so well. And there's Muse, and Pink, and the whole thing ends on the song that made me start listening to the Dresden Dolls. ♥ Also, would you look at the picture for the track list. Perfect, that.

This way for the music )
harborshore: (music)
art by tuesdaysgone )

Oh man, this picture. It’s from a moment very early in the story, and it happens to be the first scene I wrote. And oh, just look at it. That’s it, that’s Lindsey, and that’s her art in the background (how much do I love that [livejournal.com profile] tuesdaysgone got Lindsey's art into the picture? THIS MUCH), and, and I couldn’t be happier with the colors and the expression on her face, just—yes. Fucking spectacular, this. *grins* And, you know, I may or may not have kept it open for days, okay?
harborshore: (Default)
First rec post. So much awesome, you guys, I love this fandom. *beams* First set of recs--there might be some mild spoilers in the reviews, but I honestly don't think I have anything in there that isn't in the summaries. Also, these are merely the stories I loved the mostest--there are a lot of other great ones as well, I just had to limit myself to the ones I'm going to be rereading a lot.


big bangs have I loved )

Now I'm going to maybe take a walk if I can face going outside in this gloriously awful weather--me and my cat are a lot alike, when it's raining and chilly we stand at the front door making frowny faces. The difference is that he generally has more of a choice about actually leaving the house. Sigh sigh. But the rain is highly necessary, so I'm not complaining. It also makes going swimming at the outdoor pool AWESOME. It's a public one, just down the hill, and when the air is colder, no one goes, so I get the pool to myself and it's so warm.

Oooooh, actually, I'm going to go watch Brazil play soccer on the TV. Much warmer. And with the added benefit of awesome soccer.
harborshore: (zoid)
So, hey, a lot of big bangs have been posted. I love the Gerard-has-a-vampire-detective-agency story and the Jon-is-a-reluctant-Victorian-gentleman story, oh, and that one where Frank is a policeman, yes, that was great. Good stories make me happy, long stories make me happy, and the combination of both is fantastic. A proper rec post will be forthcoming once I finish the edits on this stupid paper. (You thought I was done? So did I.)

But, okay, In the Walls was posted today. I was fortunate enough to get to beta it. She scared the hell out of me (for the record, editing a horror story at night in a tiny cottage that you will have to leave after dark to walk to another tiny cottage is a bad idea. Don't do it.) and I loved every minute of it. Then I got to watch her take my (sometimes very inarticulate) suggestions and make her epic (did I mention it's 73,243 words long?) even more awesome. I got emails that asked me about minuscule differences between paragraphs or sentences, and please imagine me saying that in a gleeful and happy voice--[livejournal.com profile] thesamefire is a really careful and attentive writer, and watching her process was so great. The final result is scary and amazing and oh, it makes me so happy.

If you like horror at all, if you like reading about the band making music, if you like Mikey Way and careful Gerard Way POVs, if you like excellent writing, awesome pacing or great details, then read this story.

Profile

harborshore: (Default)
harborshore

October 2024

S M T W T F S
  12345
6789 101112
13141516171819
20212223242526
2728293031  

Syndicate

RSS Atom

Most Popular Tags

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags