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(no subject) [Jan. 7th, 2016|02:46 pm]
 And snowflake day 7 challenge was to talk about a fannish thing you've experience that was awesome.

I was watching M*A*S*H re-runs and seriously responded to this scene:


Preventive MedicineCollapse )


And yes, I adore that B.J. is willing to take a stand on principle. But even moreso… I was reminded of my surge of pride at a Doctor Who scene of all things.


A Town Called MercyCollapse )A Town Called MercyCollapse )


This had me nigh yelling at the TV—‘Really? You make me love Pond *now* when she’s down to her last couple of episodes?’


Anyway, reality is just far too filled with folks demanding cruelty toward “bad guys” as if the words were anything more than a label which could easily be applied to anyone. It’s so refreshing to find a break from that in fiction. Of course, finding a break from that in real life is even better.


And of course, the first think that had leaped to mind was this:


Which… just listen to it, it’s intoxicating beauty. And if you’ve seen Firefly, I don’t have to tell you how awesome it is. If you haven’t then I envy you the first-viewing experience that still lives in your future.

meanwhile, cut text is not working.

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(no subject) [Jan. 6th, 2016|11:19 am]

Snowflake 6: The Challenge of Challenginess er... Challenge

I have never read DM of the Rings. I have read (a majority of) Darths & Droids. In both cases, however, webcomics were made from screenshots of movie series, reworking the plots/characters to bring new meanings &/or connotations to old scenes. So this is my challenge unto you, in a format you’re comfortable with of course. Webcomics, literary/scriptwrighting (Yes that’s spelled correctly. Like a wheelwright, from “building scripts” not “writing scripts”.) Perhaps writing up a concept—which is about as far as I got with the “hey, Kirstie Alley stops being Saavik—could she be the one the funeral’s for instead of Spok?” Someone who knows photography/photoshopping/etc can no doubt find more creative re-works of things that wouldn’t have occurred to me. 

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Star Wars Episode 6.28318: For Want of a Sonic Nail [Jan. 5th, 2016|12:08 pm]
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Note: Far from complete--this is the first of (3?) parts of the introduction to the actual story so... yeah...
Note Note: Clunky first draft. I welcome constructive criticism.
Note Note Note: I notice I'm calling the droid "it" through human eyes and "him" through its' own. Raises questions about both "what value a droid" and "why male rather than female?"

Star Wars Episode 6.28318: For Want of a Sonic Nail

"For want of a nail the shoe was lost.
For want of a shoe the horse was lost.
For want of a horse the rider was lost.
For want of a rider the message was lost.
For want of a message the battle was lost.
For want of a battle the kingdom was lost.
And all for the want of a horseshoe nail."--Old Proverb

"Qui-Gon: Let's see. Electro-axe. Energy mace. "Plasma bow"?? You just took a D&D equipment list and stuck techy words in front, right?
GM: Don't be stupid.
Qui-Gon: Ten foot laser pole..."--Darths & Droids

Randolph absently ran a hand along the crease of his uniform, the only construction worker's uniform on the Death Star to retain such a crease into a day's work. His focus remained on the careful process of securing the walkway.

"If I may," noted the droid at his side, "A more efficient process could have completed to project..."

"Picio," Randolph intomed with bored resignation in the thick Coruscant accent so out-of-place on the construction team, "I take pride in my work. It is not sufficient that we meet minimum standards of quality, stability, functionality. A job must be done right or not at all."

The droid gave that infuriating head-tilt that couldn't be practical and serves only to push it toward the uncanny valley. "By that logic a job could never be completed. Diminishing returns are still returns and the recursive..."

"There is a sweet spot and a true architectural artist can feel it."

"I suppose," PCO allowed, if possible still more emotionlessly and deadpan than usual, "that I am not an architectural artist."

"Such an insightful little hammer," Randolph muttered. Carefully, he worked his way along the platform, every sonic nail in place, every surface perfectly smoothed. He assembled. He perfected. He admired.

Then he started, dropping his ionic resonator at the volume of an unexpected voice.

"MacGai!" snapped the officer from the entryway.

"Yes?" Disdain and annoyance was not properly absent from Randolph's voice. He saluted only slowly and sloppily. Two of many reasons he never would have made it as an officer himself.

"You and this N-unit go meet up with your supervisor for reassignment."

"I am doing a fine job of my current assignment."

"New priorities. We're to get this battle station operational immediately, the niceties and creature comforts can wait." The officer's face was stern and uncompromising. That was all Randolph, his mind ever focused on things mechanical could see. PCO on the other hand had been programmed to detect subtle shifts in human expression and syntax, the better to facilitate communication and comprehension. He noted the hidden undercurrents of terror, the third-hand evolutions of "I can find new ways to motivate them" and "The Emperor is not as forgiving as I am." PCO was also programmed not to comment on such cues and held his peace.

"Idiocy," sighed Randolph. "You don't leave a job half-done. At least let me finish out current structures. A few more connections. A few more sonic nails."

"You will report this instant," the officer snapped, "and you will go on report for your insolence."

Without another word, Randolph stormed out.

"Two different uses of 'report' can be confusing," noted PCO. "Perhaps selecting different terminology would..."

"Out, droid."

They exited, leaving the room empty save for MacGai's abandoned resonator.

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(no subject) [Jan. 3rd, 2016|10:41 am]
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Day 03

In your own space, post a rec for at least three fanworks that you have created. It can be your favorite fanworks that you've created, or fanworks you feel no one ever saw, or fanworks you say would define you as a creator. Leave a comment in this post saying you did it. Include a link to your post if you feel comfortable doing so.
I suppose I should limit this to things that actually still exist & are in some form accessible so...

1. "Haley Resplendent" Order of the Stick. Tried to retain the humor and complete disregard for the 4th wall. Plotty.

2. "Dungeons and Polyhedrons" Big Bang Theory. It really gnawed at me that I hadn't seen them playing D&D. At the time this was written. Talky.

3. "Soul Food for Thought" Yes, I'm guilty of Twilight fanfic. Stop judging me. Exploration of philisophical/theological/ethical issues is what actually drew me through the books. Haven't destroyed this because I think it may actually represent some of my better work. Warning: have attempted to replicate the painfully saccyrine dialogue. Talky.

4. "The Ends Justify the Means" Doctor Who (Pertwee) Feels like a moment in search of a story. But my kind of moment. Righteous indignation.

5. Videos??? It didn't occur to me I could include that. "Librarian What 001: The Message of Import"

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wishlist [Jan. 2nd, 2016|09:53 pm]
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Day 2

In your own space, create a list of at least three fannish things you'd love to receive, something you've wanted but were afraid to ask for - a fannish wish-list of sorts. Leave a comment in this post saying you did it. Include a link to your wish-list if you feel comfortable doing so. Maybe someone will grant a wish. Check out other people's posts. Maybe you will grant a wish. If any wishes are granted, we'd love it if you link them to this post.
Ack. I'm no good at this. My feeble excuse at a list.

1. Expect. I think a key to writing again is knowing someone is there expecting and anticipating the next 'installment' or what have you.

2. Befriend. Babble with me.

3. Empower. I'm thinking... seeing other people talking about getting pod-whatevers of their stories. That sounds so me. When I was young I used to think reading for audiobooks would be the best job ever. So... do I have the technological wherewithal and competence to pod-whatever?

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Oswulf snowflakes. And less than 22 hours late. [Jan. 2nd, 2016|09:41 pm]

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Day 01

In your own space, talk about why you are doing the Fandom Snowflake Challenge? What drew you to it as a participant? What do you hope to accomplish by doing these challenges? Leave a comment in this post saying you did it. Include a link to your post if you feel comfortable doing so.
So this is me, in my own space. And here are my happy-go-lucky, oh-so-oswulfian responses:
1. Why--I need to write and haven't been. Way back in days of yore I used to belong to a contest/challenge/something community or two which spurred me toward writing so this is me attempting to reignite that spurrage. Which is a mixed metaphor ending in a made-up word. But as the goth character in that show I never watch said, "All words are made-up words."
2. What drew--lj is where I encountered said group in the past, so I went to dw & searched for "challenge", finding the snowlake near the top of results.
3. What accomplished--As mentioned above, the spark of creativity. The impetus to write. Most importantly, perhaps, the incentive to keep writing. I want to live in that zone. But getting myself to go there is paradoxically like pulling teeth.

...and this is my more morose response from the hidden me that I am so determined to keep secret I am publically telling you all about it. Oh... um... never mind. Forget I said anything.

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oswulf babbles. [Mar. 27th, 2015|02:26 pm]
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There is a war. Always a war. And the details change. The sides change. Everything changes but the war remains. The same war fought over and over and over. And we mock the people fighting over the things and using the excuses that we did yesterday, mocking their backdrop even as we continue the same behavior. Scenery doesn’t change the nature of the beast.

Doctor King said that the arc of history is long but it bends toward justice. And I believe that—usually. But as the issue of the day passes into yesterday, as we feel so superior to our ancestors over classism or papal indulgences, slavery, genocide, mutilations, women’s suffrage, anything. Time and again, individual wrongs evolve from a given to heatedly contested to horror-inducing and disdained. And yet the same battle will rise and play out again.

Well here’s a pattern. Very different things but parallel… wossname… way I am sort of thing.

Need to make better food choices… so stop an unhealthy choice. But if you don’t *replace* it with something, you’re setting yourself up for failure.

And now unhealthy monkey choices. But if I just cast them aside, if I stop unhelpful ‘zone 4’ activities but I don’t REPLACE them with anything… I’m still not getting anything zone 1 or 2 done—just… setting myself to stumble across some other zone 4 activity for the monkey to play with.

Random typing. Throwing thoughts onto paper. Thoughts of at best questionable value. Is there any reason to keep it? And if I do… where? And what chance that I ever even look at it again? So often writings and stories and whatnot become part of some mess, looked at only while cleaning & faced with the decision to keep or discard… then again ignored until the next cleaning after that.

Trigorin (I am almost certainly spelling that wrong) speaks of the trials of writing. Feeling that he should put forth about “life and science and the rights of man” and worrying that he is only a scenery painter. I see that. I want to write stories—at least I think that’s what I want. Flights of fantasy, tongue-in-cheek repartee awash among fantastical worlds. But then… I want to write meaning. Perhaps addressing cruelty and compassionlessness is the fuel I need, perhaps I simply despair of value in my life when I am not adding something productive toward a better future. “I am Ozymandius, King of Kings. Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair.”

“What if my greatest disappointments
Or the aching of this life
Are the revealing of a deeper thirst this world can’t satisfy?”
--Blessings, Laura Storey

It’s not just the conflict, it is how we deal with the conflict. The ends does not justify the means. In the long run, the means ARE the end. As fervently as I maintain that the true path lies not in picking a side and valiantly raging against the other, but in seeing how we can all work together and do better by everyone—that same philosophy should apply to how I carry forward that argument.

And sooner or later, is this whole line of babbling just another zone 4 plaything of my procrastination monkey? Am I genuinely progressing toward resolving something, toward some breakthrough of… something… or is this just the same old cycle?

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Things you can't say on facebook. [Jan. 3rd, 2015|11:14 pm]
Some things you just want to say but figure it would be impolitic to actually say them in the moment so instead I can vent here. So...

Facebook post about Atheist conspiracy against Christians. 'related sites' link below includes scopes debunking the post. So OP comments that (s)he doesn't trust scopes, believes that it is anti-Christian, anti-conservative, pro-socialist, etc.

I want to respond "Conspiracy theorist doesn't trust a site that debunks conspiracy theories? Imagine my shock."

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Time to get serious. [Jan. 1st, 2015|08:34 pm]
[url=http://drewacircle.blogspot.com/]Time to get serious.[/url]

It's New Years day and a lot of people will soon be laying out New Years Resolutions to passionately stick to for a week or two before getting caught up in life and letting them fall by the wayside. That's probably what will happen with this as well. Although I hope not.

Because it's time to get serious. It's time to get serious about not just loving Him with all my heart and soul and mind and my neighbor as myself and recognizing that everyone is my neighbor but also that all that is necessary of evil to succeed is that good people remain silent. Serious about writing and acknowledging to myself that political ramblings and faith musings and--nonfiction generally--still counts as writing. Serious about... if this post fizzles out here is that the seriousness cracking all ready? It's time to get serious. (Because really, why shouldn't repetition be allowed to fuel the muse?) There is so much in this world that is all ready serious. It has probably always been this way--today just seems more vivid through today's lens. And darned if all of it doesn't boil itself down to connection and division.

I call the page 'Drew a circle' because that is such a large piece of the puzzle. Drawing bigger circles. Making ever-larger the circle of inclusion and love. It's time to get serious. And if you happen across this site poke me and remind me to be serious about daily posts.

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Just keep swimming, just keep swimming, just keep swimming, swimming, swimming. [Mar. 23rd, 2014|06:37 pm]

So that didn't work so much. Though wonder if my biggest problem is that I lost track of my initial intention to write an hour per day. At any rate...

I have created oswulf.freeforums.org so we'll see if anything happens with that. Meanwhile they happen to have started a new writing game here on dreamwidth. Is this Him moving in mysterious ways? Seems like whenever I hear a sermon it seems oddly poignant. Am I drifting off topic?

What is my point? Why am I even writing this entry? And do I really think freeforums will get anywhere? Or that it will even not spontaneously disappear on me?

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