Merlin is a fandom where I have stayed on the sidelines. I watched all of Season One (thanks to mrs_leary's generosity), then sort of drifted off, watching the odd ep here and there, until the last season, where I watched almost all the episodes. The finale moved me to tears, which is pretty unusual for me. Not a trace of schmaltz anywhere. Just one memory ( Read more... )

Life is (surprise, surprise) not like slash fiction, where we can give our heroes happy endings with a little forethought and some careful typing. Yet, as long as life contains nice breezy days like today, friends like sarren, who provide new fandoms like Whitechapel and don't mind being subjected to German cops (Cobra 11) + Austrian cops (Kommissar Rex) ( Read more... )

Temporary condition
Grey cloud around me.
But it has enough small cracks
For light to shine through.

On a Melbourne tram
He's belligerent:
"Did you shake your head at me??"
"No." I stand quite still.

Self-referential
Someone one day might
Add to my obituary:
She Wrote Daft Haikus.

And may your zest for life and your fannish inspiration never dry up.

A 29-year-old ABC reporter has been raped and murdered a few streets away from where I live. The murderer was arrested yesterday. Her body was found this morning ( Read more... )

. . . which, literally translated, means something along the lines of even small animals produce manure. In Lowland Scots it could be many a mickle makes a muckle, and in English - who knows. Every little bit helps sounds housewifish to my foreign ears ( Read more... )

( No particular catastrophes or triumphs since I came back to Melbourne. )

Last thought from Italy, after nearly five weeks with friends, relatives, and 3 writers ( Read more... )

Always the same tune ( Read more... )