Thoughts that strike out of the blue
Mar. 12th, 2019 09:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pensnestI'm not doing the AO3 meme that is going around, but it did inspire me yesterday to go through my fics there and rationalise the tags a bit. It's amazing how difficult it can be to think of ways of tagging a story… oh well.
My statistics are weird, anyway, because (a) the majority of my stories were written well before AO3 came to be, and in consequence have few hits, fewer kudos and very few comments. They got their first outings on LJ or DW, so I can't repine. I'm still proud of them.
And (b) the podfics are included, and of course, these were written by other people and recorded by me. So my word count is considerably inflated, and three of my top five by hits were not my fics, but my recordings. Oh well. (The other two were Star Trek:TNG stories, which I wrote in the 1990s…)
I've also posted a couple of elderly fics, an Independence Day story written around twenty years ago and featuring the hideously-dressed Dr Okun, who, as he was played by Brent Spiner, was of interest to me. And the SGA fic I wrote for the I Saw Three Ships challenge in 2009, which I had mysteriously not posted to AO3 before. (Ooh, it has three kudos already. How nice.)
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Yesterday would have been my Dad's birthday. He'd have been 86, but the Whitmore men haven't tended to make it that far, and my father died in 2008. Or, arguably, when he had a stroke in 2007, because after that he really wasn't my Daddy any more, and his actual death was not devastating. In fact, my grandmother's death (in 2003) made me far sadder, because I had no cause to feel disappointed in Grandma. And, I think because she'd had the forethought to speak to her GP about not being kept alive with "tubes and stuff", she had a much gentler death.
Julian's Dad is the only member of the parental generation left, and he's kinda wobbly these days.
My statistics are weird, anyway, because (a) the majority of my stories were written well before AO3 came to be, and in consequence have few hits, fewer kudos and very few comments. They got their first outings on LJ or DW, so I can't repine. I'm still proud of them.
And (b) the podfics are included, and of course, these were written by other people and recorded by me. So my word count is considerably inflated, and three of my top five by hits were not my fics, but my recordings. Oh well. (The other two were Star Trek:TNG stories, which I wrote in the 1990s…)
I've also posted a couple of elderly fics, an Independence Day story written around twenty years ago and featuring the hideously-dressed Dr Okun, who, as he was played by Brent Spiner, was of interest to me. And the SGA fic I wrote for the I Saw Three Ships challenge in 2009, which I had mysteriously not posted to AO3 before. (Ooh, it has three kudos already. How nice.)
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Yesterday would have been my Dad's birthday. He'd have been 86, but the Whitmore men haven't tended to make it that far, and my father died in 2008. Or, arguably, when he had a stroke in 2007, because after that he really wasn't my Daddy any more, and his actual death was not devastating. In fact, my grandmother's death (in 2003) made me far sadder, because I had no cause to feel disappointed in Grandma. And, I think because she'd had the forethought to speak to her GP about not being kept alive with "tubes and stuff", she had a much gentler death.
Julian's Dad is the only member of the parental generation left, and he's kinda wobbly these days.
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Date: 2019-03-13 06:59 am (UTC)Go you posting older fic there though. I always feel like a bit more of the harvest is safe in the barn when I get something carried over.
May your grieving go with you lightly.
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Date: 2019-03-14 10:21 pm (UTC)Thank you.
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Date: 2019-03-14 10:27 am (UTC)♥
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Date: 2019-03-14 10:21 pm (UTC)