because i have finally got home from camping, and showered and fed and post-(half an episode of) Merlin-giggly as i am, my head is still exploding with tiredness. so! things!

- my remix is here, and for the first time it is not a Remus/Sirius story! i was SO EXCITED, you have no idea. the way back to grace (moving on, moving up), His Dark Materials, Will and Lyra and Pan and Kirjava, just the way i love to see them! i know that Remix is not actually an exchange-type fest, but i love it because it makes me see more (in my stories, in everyone else's stories) than i would ever have imagined otherwise, so. thank you, Remixer. your story was lovely. &hearts &hearts &hearts

- a discussion of ignorance and racism over at Seeking Avalon includes Avatar!fail, history!fail, and all sorts of other excellent points. i am depressed, and yet- and yet. i am more informed tonight than i was yesterday; i have followed one more logical thought-train than i did yesterday; and if i have done these things, then maybe there is hope that someone else will as well?

- still have TEN (10) DW invites, btw! i will be happy to donate them to whoever wants!

... i had other words, i think, but i forgot them thanks to the brain-goo that seems to be leaking from my ears. /o\ still, it was an excellent weekend, if tiring, and you should all feel free to hurl links my way if you feel i've missed something! &hearts

HOLY FUCK i have just finished editing/rewriting this thing into oblivion. *collapses to bed*

PS: i shall not be online for the next couple of days due to weekend camping trip (if our public transportation plans succeed, that is)! dear flist, i shall see you all next on sunday night! &hearts

ETA: btw, bbs, i still have TEN (10) DW invite codes! comment if you would like one and/or know someone who wants!

1. Khimjahng

It held you once. Chora of hands splashing water,
to scour and peel mugwort piled in bamboo creels.
Chora of knives hacking sowthistle or lotus-root,
steel beating against wood boards, blades glinting.

It was. Now November sun slants into your eye
( from a foreign sky. You scrub, rinse, chop, wring. )

-- Suji Kwock Kim

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Dreamwidth open beta starts very very soon, which means that I will be getting invite codes very very soon! :) I don't know how many they're sending out per person, but if you'd like one, comment here with your email and I'll go by first-come first-serve until I run out. (Unless you've already mentioned it to me, in which case remind me, because I am forgetful like that!) ETA: I now have 5 3 2 invite codes, for those of you who want one./ETA -- and they're all spoken for! Sorry, folks.

Also, I'll be closing my drabble free-for-all tonight, so drop a prompt if you want one!

Leaving Chinatown

Slicing a mango to share between us, your mother
smiles at the grinning fool I've become, pours me
more and more wine. You’re working late uptown.
Green platanos searing in oil, saffron rice boiling,

black beans simmer with sofrito, chili, red onion
until steam clouds the room, tasting of salt,
wetting my eyes. What lies between us feels thin
as this mist, as strange. How real is it? When she takes

my face in her hands as she would open a fruit,
her ravaged voice cutting through me, I see her
as she must have been once, afraid of nothing—long before

she fell in love with your father, a man who shattered
what he touched, who left her eyes galled by all the other
faces, like yours, she might have looked into with love.

-- Suji Kwock Kim

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thanks to the lovely avendya, i am now fairly set up over at dreamwidth: glass_icarus! the intro post is made, as well as a bit of personal fandom history, if you guys are interested. :D

i haven't decided what i'm doing yet, journal-wise, but i don't plan to leave LJ for the foreseeable future (unless the majority of my fandoms decide to migrate, which is extremely unlikely as i have many of them), so do not panic! i'm definitely not about to jump ship. &hearts