after one long season of waiting

Now that I've had a chance to read most of them, the fics over at hughesathon are wonderful. I haven't come across any that I've disliked yet. (Though for some reason, all the Hughes I've been dealing with lately has made me want to write Roy.) So yes... go read, if you feel so inclined. There's backstory (The Hands-On Approach, which mattador wrote for me. It's wonderful, and even gets properly philosophical), copius amounts of Roy/Hughes (like Preclusion, which is a different sort, and it's got movie spoilers), Chimera!Roy and !Hughes (Out of Hell which, I imagine, is not what you think), Hughesmunculus (done in a different way than I've seen most of the time in Ownership)... not to mention the fluff, and the... gah, I'm bad at reccing and this is starting to sound like the llama song. Explore for yourselves.

I should probably sort out whether I'm going to sit here in front of the computer all night or actually get more work done on all the homework I need to finish this week. It's midterms, so of course my margins are littered with plot outlines rather than useful things like figuring out what I'm going to write for the paper I have due Friday.

So... tonight I sort of sat down and, in attempt to find things to send in for the creative writing classes, went through all my old Word files. This is something I should never do. I have so many fics and unfinished stories and just... total BS laying around that it's amazing. So, I sent in the start of my Nano this year (which I never even got close to finishing). And I actually continued my random strange fake Film Noir thing and sent it in, because the fake almost-purple prose amused me. Both of them were... a lot more airy and less dialog-y than I usually write, but they'll do. Hopefully they'll get me into the class, since I discovered that I can't take Beginning Fiction since I tooke Screenwriting (and that is indeed a creative writing class).

Anyway... before I buckle down to finish up my reading for tomorrow, here's some reading for you, if you're bored.

This one is a random mangaverse fic set around chapter 55 and having to do with Pride, which centers on Roy. I'm not sure if I'll ever get around to writing the other section or not, but I stumbled across it while I was going through things and realized that I didn't totally hate it, so there it is. (It's creepy and evil, though.)

Then there's this random Suefic parody that I started and know I will never finish... but at points it's vaguely witty and the part I quoted at foxwindshadow made her giggle, so I'll share the whole thing.

And finally... my bizarre fake film-noir. Just because it's weird. I don't think I could go beyond that part there, but it'll do. I love bad metaphors ever-so-very-much sometimes. "Detached avian semaphors"... hehehe. Omg, it's almost three. I promise I wouldn't be quoting myself otherwise.

And, the worst part about all of this is that I somehow re-bunnied myself for a lot of the longer fics I'd left unfinished. Maybe someday I will finish Which is Home. (Hahahaha.) Or maybe I'll pick up the Death Note Crossover again because oh, the fight scene still itches at me like very little else. Or maybe I'll stop half-writing so many freaking FMA fics and do something I can turn in for freaking creative writing classes so I don't have to stare at a whole bunch of them going "oh, but the soul is just gone when you change the names! [emo-emo-emo]" Except no... that's never going to happen. I mean, I've got bunnies for... well, about everything at this point. Is it bad that I hate my writing less when I look back on it a month later? I hate it so much when I first write it... then when I finally get around to looking at it again, I don't mind it so much. Unless, of course, it really sucked in the first place. I'm certainly not saying finding my first... erm... not-quite-fic-but-definitely-with-Sues-and-character-rape... thing wasn't embarrassing. I think I owe BNL, TMBG, and Moxy Früvous a hearty apology for that thing. And also antipixie, chocolatemoose, and one of my high school friends. And, if I have the chance, I think I'll also go back in time and have myself apologize to me, too, since I somehow managed to rape my own character. (Of course, I still can't write myself. But at least I'm aware of it.)

Right... less messing around, more homework. Go!

So like, I was sitting in class today doodling Hughes in the margins and not paying attention because like, who pays attention to class when you could be thinking about FMA? But I had to keep looking up and yelling "omg, FMA, where?" every time the professor said "transmutation of species" or "theory of homunculi." This is even better than last year in Physics when we discovered that F=ma! It's like, omg, FMA is real. Because, like, the truth about "evolution" is that there are tiny homunculi in the sperm¹, and when they're in the womb they soak up this fluid and unfold! So, obviously if you didn't put them in the mother, and just gave them food and water, they'd grow up into a real homunculus! I need to find a guy with sperm so we can try to grow Envy, and then I can love him every day and teach him to be nice! Oh! And did you know that a long time ago alchemy was real??

Arrrgh, fangirls. (No, I'm just kidding around, I'm not that bitter). You guys are just lucky that I'm not actually a fourteen year-old girl (or someone with the same vocal obsessive tendencies) because my Origin of Species professor's favourite verb is "transmute." And... well, I did spend an inordinate amount of time in class today tracing out what, exactly, the moral of my story would be if it had the semi-happy ending I was going to give it (which, amazingly, fell apart as soon as I applied logic to it, so no more completely happy ending). And Hughes was doodled in my margins... but it was Hughesmunculus, and really only the eyes and hair (because I can't draw, and I had to take a lot of notes). I am such a dork. I'm sorry. Though I think I've realized that the massive amount of theory piled on you here, in lieu of actual facts, is probably what drives me to write a lot while I'm in school. As I read over the things I've written, a lot of them are really a way of working out how to look at all these theories I'm given in a different setting. Probably the strangest use for fic ever, but hey... I can't deny that I wrote Plato's ideal city as the basis for Konoha. And I'm going to be writing stuff from Lyell into the fic I'm picking up again. Apparently this is just how I work.

All right... back to French homework with me. Arr.²


¹ Yes... the theory of development called "evolution" deals with homunculi (tiny, pre-formed beings), while "epigenesis" says they develop bit by bit (you get the tiny beating heart of a chick before it's actually a chick). How's that for confusion of terms? Oh, and evolution does not necessarily say that the filament containing the homunculus is in the sperm (there were a few that believed it to be in the egg, which they couldn't find until 1832 anyway), but for the most part these guys were male, and so naturally they took credit for creating life.³
² Actually, I'm not doing my French homework. Instead, I'm editing the crap out of this because I'm not in the mood for French right now at all, and I'm dreading the fact that I'm going to have another pile of reading tomorrow night. Oh crap, and I've got a quiz in French tomorrow, too. Crap. Crap. Fine, I'll go do my homework before my battery runs out and I have to go back into the living room where it's noisy.
³ This post is now informational as well as obnoxious!