dragonlady7 | Mar. 8th, 2016

Mar. 8th, 2016

via http://ift.tt/21i93Jy:
medusa-seduce-ya:

cursethecosmos:

castameresweaters:

Latino/Latina: originating from the Carribean, South or Central America. Gender neutral term (in English) is usually written as latinx.

Sentence: María was born in Ecuador, so she is Latina.

Hispanic: Spanish-speaking.

Sentence: José was born in Brazil, so he is NOT Hispanic, since his country’s official language is Portugese, but he IS considered Latino.

Mexican: from the Central American country named Mexico, NOT a language. NOTICE! not all Latinos in the US are from Mexico

Sentence: Enrique was born in Mexico, so he is Mexican. Enrique speaks Spanish, since “Mexican” is not a language.

Chicano/Chicana/Chicanx: a person of Mexican descent (usually born in the US)

Sentence: Anna’s parents were born in Mexico, so she identifies as Chicana. Her friend Miguel’s parents are from Colombia, so he identifies as Latino.

Spanish: a language spoken by many countries all over the world/ originating from the country Spain. NOTICE! not the only language spoken in Spain or South/Central America.

Sentence: Juan was born in Madrid, so he is Spanish. He only speaks Spanish, but has friends who speak other languages.

Quechua, Catalan, Nahuatl, Gallego, Euskera: other languages spoken in countries where Spanish is the ‘official’ language. Many Hispanics are bilingual and Spanish may not be their native language.

Sentence: Alba was born in a region of Spain called Catalonia. Even though she is Spanish, she speaks Catalan with her family and friends.

Sentence #2: Sofia was born in Mexico and does not speak “Mexican,” but her family does speak Nahuatl, a native language originating in Mexico.

That is all.

Mandatory reading for my followers.

For all my followers

via http://ift.tt/21XUz3x:
I wish I understood how to use something like 8tracks, but– I signed up, months ago, wanting to make a playlist to go along with The Night Has Seen Your Mind. There was so much music in that fic! And I wanted to put it into a playlist.

But 8tracks didn’t have most of the songs I needed, and I don’t own them, mostly. I did so much research, basically nothing in that fic was music I owned, because I basically discovered popular music along with Bucky in that story. I have had a strange relationship with popular culture my whole life, okay? I grew up on a pretty steady diet of 18th-century novellas and public radio, to paraphrase a comic strip I only vaguely remember.

Anyway. I use Google Play, I subscribe to it, because with several people the $15/mo subscription isn’t unreasonable and I hate Spotify ads and cannot fucking stand Pandora. (It thinks women are a separate category from men; the only station I ever made on there that didn’t turn into Dudes Angsting was one that started with Sleater-Kinney and that I aggressively thumbs-downed any man that showed up.)

So. If you can see Google Play playlists, let me know. I have one for NHSYM, one for its sequel, and I’ve started one for all the music I’m slightly-fictionalizing to be in the Star Wars thing.

Otherwise… I guess I could post links to YouTube videos, almost everything I’d need is on YouTube.

A lot of the songs I like, though, I hate every recording I can find, I just know the song would be perfect if only it were being sung by a sweetly-soulful untrained tenor with an acoustic guitar.

Should I do a series of posts on the shit Poe’s going to be singing in this upcoming novel? Because I sort of want to and sort of am fucking terrible at that kind of thing. Too late, I’m collecting a playlist.

via http://ift.tt/21XUAVk:
I can’t name The Novel Nobody Asked for after a Bob Dylan song, can I?

Is that– is that Peak Hipster?

Crossposts: http://dragonlady7.livejournal.com/1442558.html

via http://ift.tt/1M3Sgmk:
oh I was looking up music to include in my potential series of posts and then I hit This Land Is Your Land and now I’m a snotty tear-soaked mess and I guess this election cycle is hitting me kinda hard you guys

via http://ift.tt/1ntmCs8:
ineptshieldmaid:

cicaklah:

notcaycepollard:

cicaklah:

ineptshieldmaid:

cicaklah:

Me, to my coworker: “I LIKE OSCAR ISAAC A NORMAL AMOUNT WHY WOULD YOU ASK???”

Me, to my coworkers early December: oh Star Wars! Yeah I’m going to see the new one, I loved the franchise as a kid.

Me, now, wearing a Rogue Squadron shirt: why yes, I like Star Wars. A normal amount. Yes. Very normal and proportionate. I have many other interests and hobbies…

Yeah I had a similar thing
Future coworker: are you going to see the new star wars?

Me in mid December trying to make a good impression : yeah well they’re for kids aren’t they? Going to wait to see reviews, I mean I feel like it’ll be fine but I’m not super excited

Me now: I have absolutely normal interest in star wars what are you talking about were all fine here I’m fine just a small weapons malfunction we’re fine how are you?

my partner: oh my GOD
me: what, what is it
partner: do you- did you- OSCAR ISAAC IS YOUR LOCK SCREEN
me, defensively: I LIKE HIS FACE

I am really enjoying this sisterhood of ladies who should know better but have no chill around oscar isaac.

You are all my people. let us be friends.

Perving is a homosocial bonding ritual, exhibit umpty-something.

I try to be stealthy about my crushes, I try not to unnerve my dude with them, but he catches on. (He also doesn’t care, and I know that, but I also feel like I’m obligated not to make it weird. So I always make the effort.)
I have had the best cover talking Star Wars stuff with baby nephews, though. “I really liked that one X-Wing pilot!” “Yeah X-Wings are cool!” “He’s super dreamy!” “What?” “Uh– nothing! Hey, let’s buy you some more LEGOs.” “Yay!”

Crossposts: http://dragonlady7.livejournal.com/1442718.html

via http://ift.tt/1pvp8Qo:
I mean, I get that naming a fic for a line from a song is pretty much The Done Thing so it would be fine to do it, but come on, I don’t want another long unwieldy acronym. Gonna Make Me A Home Out In The Wind would be a fucking terrible title from that standpoint. I like it, it’s poignant, but fuck, I’m not going to be GMMAHOITW. That’s fucking terrible. A Home In The Wind? AHITW? Maybe? Still not great.

(The whole song is beautiful– here’s a test, here’s a link to it in Google Play, does it let you listen to it? It’s called I Was Young When I Left Home, and it’s beautiful, it’s achingly sad, and good and long so you can work up a good cry, and also, there’s a video on YouTube I’ll link to later of Oscar Isaac doing an extremely faithful cover of it, and you’re welcome, so go Google that now or wait for me to post it, it’s up to you.– anyway, the whole song is beautiful but that bit about making a home out in the wind because you can’t go home, that’s the most poignant part for me, but it’s just not excerptable like that.)

I want to come up with a title so I can start tagging things because I am aware that I have a lot of people now interested in this fucking thing and if I can actually tag it consistently and in such a way that people can find it, both I and they will be much happier when I actually post it and someone then actually gets to read it, instead of having seen some of the preliminary materials and said “oh that looks interesting” and then nobody can find it to read it. So the first thing there is a title.

But man oh man, every title I come up with is minimum six words and I’d promised myself a good pithy three-word maximum title here, and it’s just not happening. *grumble*

THREE WORDS MAX. C’mon! You can do this, B.

On the other hand, with no supervision at work today, I may be well-positioned to actually get something done. I feel like I’ve been writing the climactic action scene for about 84 years at this point and I just– who else is going to throw a blaster bolt with the Force, now? Come on. At whom? And what are those windows made of? Do I know? There’s a character just lying on the floor, uninjured but just out of fucks to give, and I swear he’s there for a reason, but it’s really looking like I forgot about him– and can I just end the scene by saying “oh then Rey showed up and killed them all” and not showing it? Probably not.

Probably not.

I saw above me, that endless skyway

I can’t call the story That Endless Skyway, that has no fucking relation to fucking anything. I’ve got a whole theme of songs about flying, because duh, Poe sings them all the damn time except when he’s depressed which he is through the whole story so oh, he actually just whistles in one scene and that’s it, but it’s plot-significant.

The other song that gets used as a code is The False True Lover and that’s a terrible fucking title. (Actually that’s the line, but the song is more usually called “Fair And Tender Ladies” which is not only a bad title it’s actually completely unrepresentative of the story, there are literally zero ladies of any kind of fair or tender persuasion; Poe’s the closest you’d come and he misses the key mark of the noun there. Also depends how you define “fair”.)

Ughhhh sorry sorry, especially to all you new followers, sometimes after prolonged bouts of writing the brain tends to come a little unglued in crucial ways.

via http://ift.tt/1TpfZVR:
karnsttien:

1. Shoot a bullet in a random direction and see if she gets hit by it

via http://ift.tt/1X9Q9U0:
Okay I threatened to do it, and I did. A series of posts about the music I’m using to write this fucking novel that nobody asked for, which won’t goddamn finish itself, and I’ve come this far, I’m not posting it until it’s done. In the meantime, here’s the music in it. Mostly, this is music that Poe performs, or Finn overhears, or that I just thought would totally work.

In-text, a lot of it has different lyrics, slightly different subject matter, etc.; a lot of the songs are completely different from the ones that inspired them but as I am not a recording-quality musician I cannot show you the real songs, only the inspirations. There’s a lot of hand-waving here.

So!

#1 is a gimme, a real Oscar Isaac performance from out in the wild, just to get you in the mood. Lyrics are transcribed (haphazardly, by me, so, look ‘em up if you really wanna know) from the Bob Dylan version, to which Oscar is beautifully faithful except for the part where his voice is much sweeter and less fucked-up than Dylan’s.

Used to tell ‘em all sometimes
when they see me ridin’ blind
gonna make me a home out in the wind
Lawd in the wind
make me a home out in the wind

i don’t like it in the wind
wanna go back home again
but i can’t go home this way
this way
Lawd, Lawd Lawd
and i can’t go home this way

This one is not *exactly* plot-significant really, but is beautifully atmospheric. Surely, a lot of the starfighter pilots, perhaps, don’t like it in the wind, but they can’t go home this way.

I’m trialing “In The Wind” as a title, but I dunno. Too short? Too vague? I don’t know! I’m making the crazy experiment of trying to come up with a title ahead of actually posting it. There are a lot of crazy experiments in this novel. (By “crazy experiments” I mean, “trying the thing everyone else does that really frequently works”, and it’s been very weird for me.)

Maybe “Can’t Go Home This Way”. That’s… five words. Ugh. CGHTW. No. Bah. But they’re short words! Monosyllables even! Does that count?

via http://ift.tt/1QEkJVr:
I may take the worst outfit photos ever, but I pretend it’s deliberate. Neutrals and red, is that a thing? Not pictured: ribbon hair flower with giant rhinestone.

Crossposts: http://dragonlady7.livejournal.com/1442819.html

via http://ift.tt/1QB3kvo:
I can see sunshine if I crane my neck.

Crossposts: http://dragonlady7.livejournal.com/1443294.html

via http://ift.tt/1QF0xTd:
asukaskerian:

reader : OMG THIS IS WHERE THE SUBTLE HINTS YOU SOWED THROUGH THE WHOLE FIC COME TOGETHER IT MAKES SO MUCH SENSE AND IS BRILLIANT WHAT A PLOTTER YOU ARE

writer : haha yeah that is in no way something i figured out myself five minutes before writing it down and throwing it online *sweats* plotting. that’s definitely it. so much plotting man you don’t even know. all those… graphs and plans. plotty plans.