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I'm supposed to be thesis-writing...
Which is why I'm posting.
I heard that TW-fandom has had a little poetical excitement re: John Barrowman while I was away in the Desert of the Real.
So... er... I decided to present y'all with a small sample of my *ahem* lyrical stylings.
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rm dared me to post it at ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
dalekinthepond. I'm reposting here for those of y'all who don't read that ;-) ]
Title: He Walks In Beauty Like The Night
Rating: 13+
Genre: POETRY
Pairing/Characters: John Barrowman, Captain Jack Harkness, OFC
Warning/Spoilers/Notes: So I was having a little conversation withrm about fans, celebrity, and verse. This was the result. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
Disclaimer: It's all true, baby. Except not.
Summary: ( ~I want a dream lover so I don't have to dre-e-am alone...~ )
Meanwhile: cancer continues on apace, but hopefully paces slower than the chemo. The lung tumor, is, we're told, shrinking -- but it seems unclear as to what that means in real life (or death?) terms. Insurance battle goes on, but is at this precise moment out of my hands -- and with the neurosurgeons who are appealing the decision -- they seem to think they'll have better success getting the 50 grand out of Empire Blue Cross Blue Shield than they will out of us, which makes a certain amount of sense.
I've been pretty depressed lately.
But I seem to have had some social engagements here and there: Dave took me to see Chicago, he, D., Tam and I had a post show Bacchanalian Revel (I'm still a smidge hungover...). The sunrise was pretty. I haven't seen one from that end for a while. Tam's taking me to the ballet tomorrow night - it appears to be about pirates! (Le Corsaire from the Byron poem @ ABT which is extremely awesome.)
However, one assumes that I will get back to the internets SOMEDAY. To that end, I've got a dreamwidth account courtesy ofbentley who rocks like a rocking thing. I'm fictional.dreamwidth.org over there -- it's almost completely empty at this point, but at some point I'll make it all spiffy, so please do let me know if you're on there! At some point soon (for a given value of soon) I will begin cross posting etc.
Also, I got twitter -- that is, I registered a number of names.
[Poll #1405703]
I miss y'all like whoa.
Which is why I'm posting.
I heard that TW-fandom has had a little poetical excitement re: John Barrowman while I was away in the Desert of the Real.
So... er... I decided to present y'all with a small sample of my *ahem* lyrical stylings.
[
rm dared me to post it at dalekinthepond. I'm reposting here for those of y'all who don't read that ;-) ]Title: He Walks In Beauty Like The Night
Rating: 13+
Genre: POETRY
Pairing/Characters: John Barrowman, Captain Jack Harkness, OFC
Warning/Spoilers/Notes: So I was having a little conversation with
rm about fans, celebrity, and verse. This was the result. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.Disclaimer: It's all true, baby. Except not.
Summary: ( ~I want a dream lover so I don't have to dre-e-am alone...~ )
Meanwhile: cancer continues on apace, but hopefully paces slower than the chemo. The lung tumor, is, we're told, shrinking -- but it seems unclear as to what that means in real life (or death?) terms. Insurance battle goes on, but is at this precise moment out of my hands -- and with the neurosurgeons who are appealing the decision -- they seem to think they'll have better success getting the 50 grand out of Empire Blue Cross Blue Shield than they will out of us, which makes a certain amount of sense.
I've been pretty depressed lately.
But I seem to have had some social engagements here and there: Dave took me to see Chicago, he, D., Tam and I had a post show Bacchanalian Revel (I'm still a smidge hungover...). The sunrise was pretty. I haven't seen one from that end for a while. Tam's taking me to the ballet tomorrow night - it appears to be about pirates! (Le Corsaire from the Byron poem @ ABT which is extremely awesome.)
However, one assumes that I will get back to the internets SOMEDAY. To that end, I've got a dreamwidth account courtesy of
bentley who rocks like a rocking thing. I'm fictional.dreamwidth.org over there -- it's almost completely empty at this point, but at some point I'll make it all spiffy, so please do let me know if you're on there! At some point soon (for a given value of soon) I will begin cross posting etc.Also, I got twitter -- that is, I registered a number of names.
[Poll #1405703]
I miss y'all like whoa.
