Jules! She owns my heart!

So because I got poor [personal profile] sinjah (and apparently a few other people) into Psych and she requested a picspam, recs set, gifspam (new word!) post. And since she's so nice to me, reading my insanity, gifting me music occasionally, and also cuz I love Lassiter Gus Jules Henry Shawn Psych I decided to do it.

The following is a collection of recs I've already made here, redone, and some new pics, maybe, and a bunch of pretty gifs I got from vtgraphics (check them out, btw, they are awesome).

For a fandom overview of Psych, should you need one (it's a fluffy, cracky crimesolving show with a cranky yet dorky yet hot detective and also a fake psychic, should you need to know) go here. Which is my [community profile] crack_van overview, complete with pictures.

Everything else, check beyond the fake cut.

we don't have balls. i honestly have no response to that. )
2009 Writing Meme: (which is really just the same meme as the past two years, but since I did it then, I thought I should do it now)

Aaaah, 2009, the year I tried to finish my unfinished Psych fic and ended up doing so much more because I was now unemployed and very, very bored. I mostly wrote for Psych though I also did some small experimental things for The Closer (a show that needs more viewers. It starts slow and builds to pretty damn awesome, I swear). I did The Mentalist though I think I'm done with that fandom now. And even a teensy weensy bit for Leverage, House, and NCIS. I also did Original Fic again (yay!!!!) and NaNoWriMo (More yay!!!!) and I really, really hope I can finish my new original thingee pretty soon.

January- Touch Myself for Psych (Part of the Slutty Boys 'Verse)
A Memory for CSI a ficlet

February- Affogato for Smallville ooh, I forgot about this one. For Kittie.

April- No Myth for CSI

May- You Make Me Feel Like Dancing for Psych (Also part of the Slutty Boys 'Verse)
Turn The Radio Up Multifandom (Psych, NCIS, The Mentalist, House, Leverage)

June- Spectral for The Mentalist
With A Shout Out To Lady Heather for Psych crackfic written with [profile] dlasta
Almost Like Being In Love for Psych (Slutty Boys 'Verse the end!)
All Over The Guy for Psych another fic with [profile] dlasta!

July- Marked Private for The Mentalist/CSI crack. porn. Mostly for the Mentalist, really.
Drinkity Druggity Meow Meow Meow for Psych

August- Not Not-Safe for Psych (obsess much?)
Five Unusual Mediums... for Psych

September- Coffee for Psych Gen!! I know!
A Piece of Pink Ribbon Original (a small snippet for Ideas of Sin I always meant to finish, if not post)
Jurisdiction for Psych POOOORRRRNNNN

October- No Food or Drink... for The Closer
New Sheriff In Town for Psych crackfic, written with [profile] dlasta
Blame It On The Ladies Home Journal for Psych
Three Conversations for Psych. My first flashfic! I failed at the word limit though. :)

November- NANO!!!!!! (won, barely, at 50053 words). Sadly, this was only a portion of my newest Original story. Because I babble unstoppably. Charlie, Will, my boys, I am working on it, I swear. Well, except for right now.

December- I Saw Lassie Kissing Shawn for Psych more flashfic!
Tender Loving Care for Psych (and lj user="dracofiend">)
Love In The Time Of Cupcakes for Psych (oh, [profile] dlasta)
Somebody Named Will Original. A ficlet of Charlie and Will as a prezzie for Kittie. Will!!!!
Sacrament for The Closer Xmas prezzie for [profile] dlasta
Playtime for Psych Xmas prezzie for [profile] senor_coconut_1

Whew! Brain dead! And those are just the ones that are finished!

the rest of the usual commentary behind the cut )

oops, and I forgot to say, SESSY LASSIE! Silly me.
Title: Three Conversations About Pumpkins And Bite-Size Candy
Author: Rispacooper
For: Psych
Pairing: Shawn/Lassiter
Rating: PG
Warnings: Um...none really.
Please to Note: I wrote this for [profile] psychflashfic which I just discovered the other day. So I wrote this in a hurry to meet their Halloween challenge deadline. And then made it too long, which I tend to do. Seriously, it's like two thousands words too long. Dammit. Pooh. But in my head it's for [profile] psychflashfic anyway.
Summary: Lassi has never enjoyed Halloween. This upsets Shawn for reasons he doesn't understand. Sugary fluff.
Disclaimer: Not mine. I apologize for whatever Beta-ing it needs. I wrote it in like a few hours. Sorry.
AN: [personal profile] dracofiend and her "sticky-outty ears" comment... heeee! Also: the law in California is that kids must wear helmets when riding bikes...now... Back in Carlton and young Shawn's day, only dorks wore helmets while riding their bikes. (They also got head injuries, ah well).

it's sugary like candy corn )
Roman Polanski is a rapist.

He is an artist (with both greatness and total crap on his record) and he is a man who has survived horrible things. However, those two things do not equal a free pass to do horrible things to someone else. Lots of people are talented, and lots of people have lived through shit. We don't excuse them from any crimes they may have committed afterward, what makes him special?

To make it worse, many famous and talented people are arguing for his release on just those grounds...because I suppose famous and talented people should be held to different standards (or no standards at all apparently) for their "art". The French petition for his release actually says the charges against him are about "morals" and not the legal fact that he committed rape. (As one of the articles below this states, perhaps French girls are more mature at thirteen than American girls, but the legal age of consent on both countries reflects that difference. And furthermore, he wasn't in France, he had been living in America for years, and as the girl's testimony at the time said, he had plenty of opportunities to stop, she asked him to stop more than once, and he didn't. He was forty-three at the time, btw.)

Others are talking about how old the case is. Remember, if he had stayed for his sentencing this all would have been over with thirty years ago. Now his victim has to go through all of this again, with more worldwide attention, because Roman Polanski not only raped her, but ran away from the punishment for the act he committed.

She has to deal with this, all of the time, and he's been living in France, and is now being hailed as a great artist. I don't hear those celebrities talking about what she's been through. The victim just wants it to be over, and if those celebrities were pleading on her behalf, perhaps I'd understand. But they aren't. They make me sad, and pissed off. But mostly sad.

Why Chinatown Doesn't Matter

The celebrity petition to have him released aka, why most celebrities are still morons and we should never ask their opinions on anything.

Maybe he ought to try apologizing instead of whining for his release. I notice he still hasn't. In fact, there's this. everyone wants little girls?
A few questions for anyone bored (or nice) enough to take the time:

Have you ever purchased ebooks (either short story or novel-length)? It doesn't have to be original slash, or gay, or even romance fiction, just in general? --though the rest of these questions will mostly be about teh ghei love.

If you have purchased original slash or gay romantic/erotic fiction, how did you feel the quality compared to original slash/gay/bent fiction that is available for free online? Or just the quality in general? Feel free to babble if you wish. heh heh.

How often do you purchase? (That's a vague question, but it's not like I'm going to graph it or anything. Statistics=no fun.) I'd imagine it depends on reviews or the authors' name recognition. Feel free to go on about that too if you want. :)

Do you go for romance or for smut separately? Do you go to different places for one or the other, or hope for a combo of the two? (Recs also good here)

Do you go to actual slash/smut/gay/romance/small publisher/whatever review websites? (Or do you find the opinions on those websites as varied and non-helpful as I do? --I admit, this question is biased. heh)

Ooh and another question related to that one, how often do you go to Amazon for these purchases vs. the small publishing sites and authors' pages/blogs themselves?

I'm asking a lot. But honestly, maybe I just can't find good review, professional type review sites. I don't think they're looking for what I'm looking for. So maybe I am looking wrong????

Basically just give me your feelings on good online fiction, free or otherwise, and how you find it. Pleeeease.

Thanks!! to anyone who answers. I want to have your babies.
You know, this could still be hormones, or just how much I love Liev Schreiber (or more likely, recent events on my street that I'm not going to go into here) but I'm obsessing over the Keppler story arc of Season 7 (?) of CSI. And the Keppler vids, and the Keppler/Catherine vids, even the bad ones, are so making me tear up.

I think it's all three, multiplied by just how good of an actor Liev is.

The only halfway decent love interest she's had. All upright and trying to be honorable, in his serious black suits, so handsome, and Catherine having to work to lighten him up. (Marg's expressions when he was spoiler ) some of the best she's done on the show. How can you not tear up? This is the kind of couple that Kittie and I would immediately "in another life" OTP to make ourselves feel better. Like Hotch and that high class call girl who died holding his hand and Gorman/Vasquez from Aliens...don't judge me).

Or just Keppler. The scene at the end makes me a little sniffly. I wonder if that's George Eads being all sensitive combined with Gary Dourdan/Warrick's manly silent pained look.

rispacooper: (ray's glasses by kittie)
( Sep. 19th, 2009 04:04 pm)
Ok I have never really liked her as a story device (since as Shawn's first serious relationship, she seems to get ignored and forgotten about most of the time and because she's nice but there's like no chemistry between RLC and JR), but now I just feel sorry for Abigail. She is being the Perfect Girlfriend and she's still going to get dumped because no matter how cool she is, she's never going to be the one he wants and that's never fun. (Yeah, BTDT). They aren't going to go all Friends with it, are they? With the guy dating and getting engaged to someone else because he's not with his "true love" and then when the guy and the new girl break up because he hasn't been honest about his feelings and she (rightfully) is completely betrayed (and heartbroken), we're all supposed to hate the other girl even though she technically hasn't done anything wrong?

Fuck that shit.

I hope Abigail hands him his ass.

That said, TO continues to rock my world. *suit lust*
The weird thing about forcing yourself (to actually be somewhat disciplined) to write (almost) everyday is that if you take a break from it, you instantly feel reluctant to dive back in, in fact you get pretty consumed by laziness all around. And by you I mean me, of course. :)

Actually, that's not even the weirdest thing. The weirdest thing is how out of control it makes me feel pressing forward without stopping to really edit anything, although I've noticed a general decline in control in my stories for several years now. Starting with the very short, tightly written stories I used to do to the giant, rambling epics I seem to write now, things have gotten a lot looser, and I'm not sure I'm entirely a fan of that. On one hand the characters are important, on the other, they shouldn't be telling me what to do all the time.

(Though perhaps my writing hasn't really changed all that much, but my life has, and the sense of being out of control is just a reflection of that stress. And blah blah, control is an illusion blah blah. In real life it is. In a story I don't know that it should be. But then I've often had the sense in general that my fiction is just...weird...all the way around. Not especially good or bad...just...different. I've had more than one remark that my style--whatever it may be--takes some getting used to. So...where was I going with that? Rambling again...)

But speaking of writing, the urge to keep going is, at the same time, very strong. I want this bitch out of my head and I want it out now, and my pace, faster than usual yes, is still somehow too slow. And at the same time there's this vague sense that I'm writing, if not crap, then not my best, because of how fast I'm going. But if I stop for too long, I'm not going to want to keep going, for I am chubby, lazy monster when I want to be.

And, why yes, this was supposed to fun for me. A fun little project, and in a way, it is. For I was raised Catholic and apparently thrive on anguish. :P In fact, I'm sure a lot of writers fret and flail this much. (Except of course, that they are writing like...art) The fretting and flailing is probably part of the process I just wish I was a little farther along in the process.

(Or should I mention that I have a milestone b-day approaching and am having a general "my life sucks" "I've accomplished nothing" etc etc freak out and that perhaps getting this bitch out of me is connected to that, even though it's hardly the Great American Novel? But honestly, have you ever had people and their histories--and futures--in your head for a long period of time? It's maddening. Something happens and all you can think is, "I wonder what Charlie or Rene would say if he saw that?" grrrr)

So um...spend a whole day reading through Vanity Fair and then have a Cabaret day? Or just mess around on Youtube and at least do notes for another scene?

cross posted from dreamwidth
rispacooper: (holly by someone)
( Jul. 21st, 2009 01:38 pm)
Two cups of coffee and six very drippy pieces of pineapple later, and I'm still all anxious. About what? Nothing important, but still, the anxious is there. As evidenced by the fact that half a cup of coffee and a lot of pineapple juice ended up in my lap.

I have been reading a lot of screenplays. Why? Also no real reason. My friend is a film major and I am very bored, unemployed girl who likes to read things. It's a weird art. Despite my love of snappy dialogue, the good screenplays really do seem to be about the art of saying less. And they are a lot more descriptive than I always imagined them being. (I guess I thought directors made those decisions).

Robert Towne in an introduction to one made an interesting point about actors' body language, and how old movies showed an actors' whole body more than movies now do, and so old classic film actors probably wouldn't have had jobs today. That's something to think about. (He meant, I believe, that who the actor was, the way they naturally moved, was a part of the roles they played, versus like...Johnny Depp or Daniel Day Lewis who deliberately take on the body language of someone else to inhabit that role). Definitely changes the way you view movies in any case.

Watched a documentary that's a few years old...and isn't so much a documentary about a person so much as a documentary about how it's difficult to do a documentary about a person when we know so little about them. It was The Realms of the Unreal and really, really makes me hope that I don't end up dying a lonely, poor, old, weirdo recluse with a room full of a fantasy life that was my everything for over fifty years. Worth watching though, for reasons others than that. Definitely makes me want to go see an exhibition of the art of Henry Darger.

I have fanfic obligations, but for the moment my attention is elsewhere apparently. Weird.

And the Mighty Boosh is totally on Netflix *and* Youtube. *win* Brian Williams on the Daily Show last night totally won me over. He's been cool for a while now on TDS and the Colbert Report but last night with Jon Stewart he was calm, collected, sharp, and overall adorable.


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