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nineveh_uk) wrote2011-10-26 03:36 pm
nineveh_uk) wrote2011-10-26 03:36 pm
Random things make a post
Term has hit like a sledgehammer, and grey-faced figures hurry around the building with the look of people attempting to surf a tidal wave. The vain hope is “if I can get this done, next week will be better”. But what I’ve got to do is not uninteresting, and I’m managing to get out of bed and in into town in reasonable time in the morning, which helps a lot. As does the fact that the regular Autumn deluges have not yet hit Oxfordshire.
After two weekends away, I’m glad that the next one will be at home. This weekend was spent in Yorkshire, and very enjoyable, but also busy. I saw a couple of exhibitions at the Mercer Gallery in Harrogate, a building that feels as if Georgette Heyer characters ought to be walking round it, including the Vale of York Hoard and prints inspired by it.
Saturday evening was The Queen of Spades courtesy of Opera North. Enjoyable, but the two leads were hampered by costumes that did not suit them, and in one case by a chest infection. Josephine Barstow giving ’em all what for at 70-plus, though. I know one can hardly complain about the plot in opera, but really – what do Liza and Hermann see in one another, and what has Hermann got that Prince Yeletsky hasn’t? I found myself ficcishly rationalising it by deciding that the ostensibly perfect prince must be one of those men who on closer female acquaintance have an indefinable odour of creepiness, so that Liza was willing to marry anyone to get away from him. I'd like to see a really Gothic production.
The Nanowrimo season approaches, and so the season of![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
picowrimo. I have decided that my aim is not to be ambitious and start anything new or original; rather, I am going to put my back into a serious effort to finish the Great Wimsey/Potterverse mpreg crossover. It is about time. Not least because the longer I think about it, the more unwieldy it becomes. New plot strands: doez not want.
After two weekends away, I’m glad that the next one will be at home. This weekend was spent in Yorkshire, and very enjoyable, but also busy. I saw a couple of exhibitions at the Mercer Gallery in Harrogate, a building that feels as if Georgette Heyer characters ought to be walking round it, including the Vale of York Hoard and prints inspired by it.
Saturday evening was The Queen of Spades courtesy of Opera North. Enjoyable, but the two leads were hampered by costumes that did not suit them, and in one case by a chest infection. Josephine Barstow giving ’em all what for at 70-plus, though. I know one can hardly complain about the plot in opera, but really – what do Liza and Hermann see in one another, and what has Hermann got that Prince Yeletsky hasn’t? I found myself ficcishly rationalising it by deciding that the ostensibly perfect prince must be one of those men who on closer female acquaintance have an indefinable odour of creepiness, so that Liza was willing to marry anyone to get away from him. I'd like to see a really Gothic production.
The Nanowrimo season approaches, and so the season of
picowrimo. I have decided that my aim is not to be ambitious and start anything new or original; rather, I am going to put my back into a serious effort to finish the Great Wimsey/Potterverse mpreg crossover. It is about time. Not least because the longer I think about it, the more unwieldy it becomes. New plot strands: doez not want.
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Hooray! I'll be doing
the Great Wimsey/Potterverse mpreg crossover
Do I even dare to ask...?
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Good question. It was mentioned briefly long (http://nineveh-uk.livejournal.com/29577.html) ago (http://nineveh-uk.livejournal.com/33195.html), as the version in which I don't bottle out with the logical termination* and thanks to last year's pico stands at about 10,000 words. And he hasn't even met the woman yet, let alone fled to Corsica and started investigating a fiendish mystery!
* I do attempt to justify this in fake!science/magic terms, rather than a personality transplant.
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I see your plans are posted...
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I'm officially blaming you for today's rain.
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You too, eh? I spend most days feeling like I've just run a mile while people throw rocks at me.
Glad to hear that work has its compensations, however.
And that you enjoyed the Mercer Gallery without any untoward incidents with the local undead population...
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I had never been to the Mercer Gallery before. It was rather good.
Excellent icon, BTW.