framlingem

I am posting this here because I don't _think_ I ever posted it in my actual LJ, which seems a bit of a shame. It's one of my earlier HP fics. Rated PG for language - contains the most explicit sex I've ever written, which is to say there is a mention at one point that sex was had. It has my standard theme of redemption and a bit of hope. It's one of my favourite things of what I've written - I haven't read it in over a year, and upon reposting it here I couldn't find a thing I wanted to change or rephrase. It was one of those stories which just worked from the beginning and was written all in a rush. It's in my preferred prose style of being more of a sketch than a painting, something I try to carry through in my poetry. (I've said that some poetry is very beautiful, but like being whacked repeatedly over the head with the Sistine Chapel :p I try to avoid that.)

( Liberation )

Happy Spinster


I will spin barefoot
at my sister's wedding
and spin tales of my travels
and the exotic men I've courted
and left behind weeping
and spin straw into gold
on Valentine's Day
to buy
my
own
damn
flowers.

For my HP Shakespeare-fic (whose idea was that again?), I have figured out most of the character parallels; it was difficult as everyone needed two, one for comedy and one for tragedy. I'm quite pleased with my choices, though I did cheat a bit by making someone The Prologue in the comedy (but it fits with his tragic role, really), and the comedy section relies heavily on Much Ado About Nothing... but it really does fit them all. I'm particularly proud of who I found for Lily. I'm going to have to reread the play to double-check, but having to read Shakespeare is hardly a bad thing. Definitely have to reread Much Ado, too - the others, I have ways of working the parallels into the dialogue (e.g. "You just made an arse of yourself" - see if you can figure out which Shakespeare character I'm referring to there! Hints: comedy, think of 'ass' in both its meanings. Duh.), but Dogberry? Not a clue.

But oh, how I love the scene I've got written already, with tragedy and betrayal and all that good stuff. And I like the title, too, "Merely Players", because there seems to me to have been very little choice left in the Harry Potter 'verse. Gotta think up some snappy dialogue for James and Lily, though, because their paralells were nothing if not snappy and deliciously sardonic.

( slight spoiler. As if you care. Shush, I'm enthusing. )

It is so good to feel this enthusiastic about something.

And now for something completely different. I have suddenly developed a taste for Journey, and am in love with Steve Perry's voice. I realise I am about twenty years behind (nearly twenty-two, I suppose, the song I listened to before this one was written in the year I was born!), but I don't mind. Maybe I'm finally moving out of the seventies... nah. Pink Floyd and Yes Forever. Still, though, it's a bit more modern. I'll be listening to manufactured pop hiphop any decade now... or maybe not.

"Icarus"


If I had wings
I would fly away across the world
and break my neck
on a plateglass window in Tokyo;

If I had wings
I would fly to where the air is thin
and suffocate and fall
(a splash quite unnoticed)

The sun cannot melt me
for there is no sun bright enough
but I would fly
If I had wings.

(w. apologies to

W.C.Williams for stealing one of his lines)

Look what I found on my harddrive!

Title: The Jerk
Author: Framling
Rating: PG (one instance of strong language, alcohol)
Summary: Peter wants more than anything to be great. (Companion fic to The Philosopher)
Notes: The fics in the Drunk Quartet can be read in any order. As always, thanks to quiva, who is the Best Beta Ever.

( There are several different kinds of drunk. )