Gosh, it has been a dashed long time since I've posted anything; I bet all you poor sods on my f'list are just lolling about so sadly, waiting for me to update.
The first matter! It is far past time for my Yuletide reveal, and most of you already know what my fic is, but for posterity's sake:The Existing Scheme of Thingsa Doctor Who and The Worst Journey in the World fanfiction
I wrote this for my partner in crime, the effervescent earlwyn
, and, though I do tend generally to be pleased with the things I come out with for Yuletide, I am, I admit, particularly happy with this one. Perhaps the combination of Who and Worst Journey is just so delightful that it renders me a mass of fannish joy, even when I'm the one writing it. It is also, at 6,580 words, the longest thing I've written and actually posted in a damn long time, and I don't think it wastes any of those words.
Other than Yuletide, my life lately has been all about school, and getting myself to England next year. As some of you probably know, I'm attempting to get to the UK to study abroad next semester, but for various reasons, have had difficulty with this. However! I have talked to the relevant people and written highly impressive and unnecessary essays, and am currently in the process of applying to Lancaster University for the autumn term of next year. Excite!
As far as school is concerned, my classes run thus:Moral Problems in Contemporary Society
Modern Literary Theory and Criticism
Milton and the Century of Revolution
There is lots of reading of theory and philosophy and quite a few papers to write, but I am, all in all, keeping well on top of things, and feel much improved from last semester. The only class out of these which has proven to be a disappointment is the Milton one (and a bitter
disappointment, because I love Milton, he's crazy), as my lecturer rambles in the most hideous, unfocussed fashion, and comes out with bizarrely offensive and generalising statements about the class on a regular basis. I have no idea how he expects us to write the term paper when we never actually discuss the poems and pamphlets we're supposed to be reading in class. Lit Crit and Theory is awesome as expected-- Qadri, the bloke who teaches it, is one of my favourite professors I've had at the U. He's all sorts of awesome and will intellectually beat you about the ears. Rather amusingly, the fellow who teaches Linguistic Analysis is a laconic, sardonic French Canadian man who wears Star Wars t-shirts. A good combination, I think.