Ell on wheels

We saw it last weekend and I haven't been able to stop thinking about Sam Wilson, flying, and Anthony Mackie since.

In lieu of spoilery musings, have a fic I wrote about Sam and his wings here at AO3.

Also, feel free to rec me anything, really, anything that you love from the fandom including meta.

And tell me what I'm supposed to do with the Tumblr I've just created. I'm ellofaride there and I may be too old for Tumblr. I just don't get it at all and have absolutely no idea how to find anything. Or do anything.

OK so I stealth signed up for wrisomifu.

Here's what I did yesterday, but it was somewhat more than 10 minutes worth of writing:

A 700 word Taken fic"

Because kink_bingo amnesty.

Here's the links to the fics on AO3:

What the Detective Saw (Sherlock (BBC), Sherlock Holmes, John Watson/Greg Lestrade, voyeurism, gags/silence, ropes/chains)
summary/preview: Sherlock is bored so he goes to Lestrade's flat to manufacture trouble (about 700 words)
content notes: non-consensual voyeurism

The Closet Dom's Guide to Watching TV (Sherlock (BBC), John Watson/Greg Lestrade, gags/silence, ropes/chains, objectification kink)
summary/preview: Negotiations and subsequent scene between John Watson, Closet Dom and Greg Lestrade, rope bottom (about 3700 words)
content notes: (very brief) non-consensual voyeurism

You know that alternate reality where all of time happens at once? Well it's apparently happening at the local grocery store. Löffeleier and Baumkuchen on the shelf together at the same time!

Alles Gute zum Geburtstag the_little_owl!

I hope it's a wonderful one!

Thank you all for your input, especially the folks who gave me good, thought-provoking comments. temve and I have talked a lot about it in the past few days and we have agreed that this is the year for me to do it. It's going to require that my current procrastination level needs to go way down (and therefore my internet reading: but basically that means I'm going to stop reading huge WIP fanfiction that don't have beta readers and basically make me weep with frustration at the destruction of the English language and not going to abandon everyone here. In fact, my internet time will probably get more interactive - i.e. yes, the blog has a true purpose now)

We have also agreed that a reevaluation in March of this goal is a perfectly valid step and we can afford to lose half the registration fee if I feel it's too much for me and I won't be successful.

Some things to remember:

1) Sane decision making is not a sign of failure. It is a sign of sanity and adulthood. OK I need to say it again. Making an informed and appropriate decision about pulling out - AT ANY POINT - if I need to is NOT A SIGN OF FAILURE. IT IS A SIGN OF MATURITY AND THE CORRECT ATTITUDE TOWARDS A HOBBY.

2) Finishing an Ironman does not somehow validate me as a person, no matter how cruel the other kids in elementary school were. I do not need to do this to prove my worth as a human being. Conversely, if I don't finish for any reason that does not make me a failure as a person or even a failure as an athlete.

3) While I acknowledge that the race itself probably won't be a lot of fun (well, I think it will be fun until I lace up my running shoes and rather less fun from that point on) the training should be enjoyable, have intrinsic worth, and not be a major stressor in my life. If it is, that is probably a sign that I'm doing something wrong and I need to reevaluate and revise what I am doing.

4) Getting up early in the morning is necessary for the successful ironic athlete. Remember, dawn is beautiful.

A final note on Ironman: One of the things that attracts me to it is the same thing that makes Waiting for Godot my favorite play and Camus and Ionesco some of my favorite writers. The utterly arbitrary nature of Ironman fascinates me to no end. The random distances, the specific order that they must be done, the bizarre and arcane regulations, the strange rituals at transition, the complete pointlessness of finishing as a middle of the pack age-grouper and paying for the privilege fascinate me to no end. I love the idea of doing this simply for the very sake of doing something so difficult and perverse. (Also, I'm a masochist)

...the fic where Fury decides the Avengers (and especially Tony) need more/better publicity and is approached by the World Triathlon Corporation (the folks that put on Ironman triathlons) with a proposal that would help them both out.

So Tony (as the only non-enhanced Avenger and therefore the only eligible athlete) gets an entry into the Kona Ironman (which the WTC loves because not only is he a superhero, but he also has a heart condition that he must overcome and they really really love the everyman sob stories for their Ironman TV broadcasts).

Then Steve has to keep locking up all his gear because he keeps making illegal enhancements to it. (but the remote control shifting and braking are acceptable, so they get to stay on his ridiculously expensive triathlon bike) And Hawkeye runs with him. And Steve hates swimming so Natasha helps with that. And Bruce and Jarvis work on nutrition plans. And Tony HATES early morning workouts. And Pepper used to be a mountain bike racer and keeps kicking his ass on the hills in Pennsylvania where they fly the bikes every weekend because it's the best riding on the east coast.

And at the end, everyone's there, Tony has a memorial bib that says he's running for Coulson, it's dark out, he's just finished, he gets the finisher medal and Mike Reilly says over the loudspeakers, "Tony Stark, Ironman, YOU ARE AN IRONMAN." And everybody's crying and laughing at the same time and Tony holds a giant luau at midnight for everyone who did the race with him.

So, um, yeah. Would anyone read crack like that?

To my most wonderful wife and love, temve

♥

Dear Internets,

If you can count it, and there aren't as many as before, you use fewer. For example: There are fewer people in the world who know the difference between less and fewer than there were twenty years ago.

If it's an uncountable thing, you use less. There is less water in my glass because I have drunk some. Perhaps I should replace it with vodka.

Fewer people care about these distinctions. I have less patience than I used to for grammar errors of this type. There is less vodka in the glass than earlier. I will add more and hope that more people treat these words with the respect they deserve.

Thank you,
Ell

This is my last advent post for the season. Merry Winter Holiday to temve and everyone!

This little experiment went so well that you may actually see more of me around here on a more regular basis from now on. It's actually not that hard to post a hundred (or a few more) words in the evenings...

So here is:The Gauss Christmath Special


A short discussion of the wrongness of pi


The Pi Song


Tom Lehrer's the Element Song :-)


(bonus - Daniel Radcliffe singing the Elements Song)

(more bonus: The Klein Four Group singing Finite Simple Group of Order 2)

(Piratey bonus: Stan Rogers singing the White Collar Holler

(final bonus: Tom Lehrer defining derivatives)