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ia! ia! cthulhu!
In his house at R'lyeh dead Cthulhu waits dreaming.
I'm reading Call of Cthulhu for the second time. Seeing if I like it better on the ereader than on the computer monitor.
However, doing it while low on sleep may be a bad idea because halfway through I pulled out my phone and started chatting away with my friends and telling them my plans to write (with Snacky) a series of multi-fandom vignettes of bad Cosmo sex tips and the horrible results they have on innocent couples.
Dr. Brennan licks an eyeball.
Other fanfic in need of being worked on:
The Flamingo Murders (pos. working title) by me and Snacky. A CSI/SPN ghost story, with flamingos and mobsters.
Tintin and the Sunken City (working title) by me and Hina for my Tintin/Chang Cthulhu mythos story.
Narnian Fairytales by me and Snacky, a set of Narnian fairytales. Queen Susan's diamonds, Aslan catches a falling star, Frost wraiths, the whole gazebo.
Dawn Winchester (no working title). The key ends up with the Winchesters, not Buffy.
I seem to like crossovers.
Back to talk about Cthulhu, I like how these narratives sometimes start with 'I WILL NEVER TELL A LIVING SOUL'. I'm always all 'im in ur narrative, readin ur secrets'.
While still not thrilled about the racism that's part and parcel with HP Lovecraft's stories, I've taken to being sort of bewilder/amused (bemused? Wait, that's a real word) at his indications of horror. It goes like this:
Book: 'A nautical-looking negro* touched him and then he died.'
To the more I have no idea if it is or not. 'What the hell is an Esqimeaux? Wait. Wait. Okay. Oh cool, they have wizards. Eeevil wizards.'
I'm sorry I keep going on about this, by the way. It's my way of working it out mentally in my head.
I do like the line: "all dripping with green ooze and sinister with latent horror" because it's something I can say a lot in my day to day life, especially when describing, say, the shopping mall or the Tim Horton's or my brother's bedroom.
It should be noted, and you may have noticed with the way I write about things, that I'm not particularly educated. I'm actually a high school drop out who didn't really have what one would call an education before that (which is what led to the drop out). I have my GED and everything, but what I'm saying is everything I know, I know because I read it. There's a lot of gaps in my knowledge and that'll show up when I talk about what I'm reading. You guys have been really good at correcting me and telling me when I need more info, which I really appreciate.
So, thank you. I apologize for any bumps on my end. (I wrote 'head' there, originally. I also fight with word salad a lot. Good lord)
*Direct quote ends here. It's his little shorthands for 'obviously evil' that keeps getting me
I'm reading Call of Cthulhu for the second time. Seeing if I like it better on the ereader than on the computer monitor.
However, doing it while low on sleep may be a bad idea because halfway through I pulled out my phone and started chatting away with my friends and telling them my plans to write (with Snacky) a series of multi-fandom vignettes of bad Cosmo sex tips and the horrible results they have on innocent couples.
Dr. Brennan licks an eyeball.
Other fanfic in need of being worked on:
The Flamingo Murders (pos. working title) by me and Snacky. A CSI/SPN ghost story, with flamingos and mobsters.
Tintin and the Sunken City (working title) by me and Hina for my Tintin/Chang Cthulhu mythos story.
Narnian Fairytales by me and Snacky, a set of Narnian fairytales. Queen Susan's diamonds, Aslan catches a falling star, Frost wraiths, the whole gazebo.
Dawn Winchester (no working title). The key ends up with the Winchesters, not Buffy.
I seem to like crossovers.
Back to talk about Cthulhu, I like how these narratives sometimes start with 'I WILL NEVER TELL A LIVING SOUL'. I'm always all 'im in ur narrative, readin ur secrets'.
While still not thrilled about the racism that's part and parcel with HP Lovecraft's stories, I've taken to being sort of bewilder/amused (bemused? Wait, that's a real word) at his indications of horror. It goes like this:
Book: 'A nautical-looking negro* touched him and then he died.'
To the more I have no idea if it is or not. 'What the hell is an Esqimeaux? Wait. Wait. Okay. Oh cool, they have wizards. Eeevil wizards.'
I'm sorry I keep going on about this, by the way. It's my way of working it out mentally in my head.
I do like the line: "all dripping with green ooze and sinister with latent horror" because it's something I can say a lot in my day to day life, especially when describing, say, the shopping mall or the Tim Horton's or my brother's bedroom.
It should be noted, and you may have noticed with the way I write about things, that I'm not particularly educated. I'm actually a high school drop out who didn't really have what one would call an education before that (which is what led to the drop out). I have my GED and everything, but what I'm saying is everything I know, I know because I read it. There's a lot of gaps in my knowledge and that'll show up when I talk about what I'm reading. You guys have been really good at correcting me and telling me when I need more info, which I really appreciate.
So, thank you. I apologize for any bumps on my end. (I wrote 'head' there, originally. I also fight with word salad a lot. Good lord)
*Direct quote ends here. It's his little shorthands for 'obviously evil' that keeps getting me