Exquisite, Chapter 16

Title: Exquisite, Chapter 16
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Neal is finding a place for himself, both at the Bureau and in Peter and Elizabeth's life. Unraveling the mystery of the music box might ruin everything -- but that's a risk he has to take.

( Neal didn't spend quite as pleasant an evening as Peter. )

Fake cut takes you to the fic at Dreamwidth.

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GOOD MORNING CAMPERS. Or something like that. I made bacon-hashbrown scrambled eggs, who wants some? You're out of luck on the cornbread though, I ate all that was left.

I'm not sure why I made the kind of breakfast that ranchers eat before spending eighteen hours punching cows or whatever they do. I'm spending the day working on writing, mostly.

Annotation to the above, part one, in re cows: It's amazing the camping stories you get when you tell someone you're going camping. One of the custodial staff who I'm friendly with said she went cow-tipping, and gave a vigorous demonstration. (BossBoss said the last time he went camping he and his buddies got drunk and he was briefly mistaken for a bear.)

Annotation to the above, part two, in re writing: I know the definition of "real" anything is foolish, and especially when it comes to writing, but there's no doubt that when I spend the day going over proofs and printouts for two projects, after having spent the last month or so networking some writers and editing for others, I feel like a real professional writer. I think honestly working a day job and writing on the side is more satisfying, for me, than being a full-time writer would be -- for one thing, there's a lot less pressure on, though the book sales do contribute significantly to my household budget. It's a nice feeling, all the same.

AND THEN THERE WAS FANFIC. Exquisite Chapter 16, comin atcha.

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See? I'm doing better this week! Because it is already time for Sam's Three Things About Doctor Who!

Spoilers for Doctor Who 6.05: ( The Rebel Flesh )

3a. I couldn't figure out any particular reason to be using a castle for this episode, but that's because for a while I forgot a cardinal rule of Doctor Who: WE DON'T NEED A REASON FOR A CASTLE.

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As Jean put it when she emailed me just now, I have a brief Radio Free "Now" for you that couldn't wait: Michael Zulli, an artist for Sandman -- he drew the funeral scene -- is raising money to pay for surgery for his dogs, both of whom recently had tumors removed. Jean's got more info here, including the (time sensitive) fact that all sales this weekend at Neil Gaiman's "Neverwear" store will go to the doggie fund.

So if you've ever wanted a creepy gothic t-shirt, there's never been a better time to buy one!

Talking of creepy gothic, I just finished watching Carnivale, an HBO series from back in the day. Admittedly partly for Tim DeKay, because he's awesome, and as a bonus he played "my" character, the loyal, smartmouthed, damaged sidekick (who usually dies, fuck all writers forever). It's a really enjoyable show in both visual and literary terms, and ties into this magical realism kick I've been on, but man was it dark.

I was intrigued by the wikipedia article's section on critical reception, which said that a lot of critics and viewers found the show inaccessible or obscure. I followed it just fine; there were moments that were vague, and some that were never explained because the plug was pulled on it four years early, but it didn't seem any more impenetrable than a Stephen King novel.

It does appear that the fandom was tiny, and there's not much fic that I've been able to find. Which is odd, because if ever a show screamed out to have frightening porn written about it, it's Carnivale. Incest! Orgasms that make it rain! Dubious consent via spiritual possession! Cornfields!

Jonesy's relationships alone are messed up enough to fill at least a page of kinkmeme, and his are arguably the least messed up. It's kind of glorious, really.

To sum up: 1. Tim DeKay, 2. Magical realism, 3. Messed up porn, 3a. Fic recs welcome (porn or otherwise).

Thus endeth my review of Carnivale.