ponygirl72: (Spock Prime)
For your reading pleasure (and my ease of finding it later on), a roundup of the highest quality fic inspired by Star Trek 2009¹. Rife with spoilers, obviously.

Kirk and Spock Prime:

Together Yet

Kirk and McCoy:

Empty Chairs at Empty Tables

Spock and Uhura:



The Helmsman

Chekov and Pike:

So Many Different Suns

Now, someone rec me a Scotty fic... I need it to complete the collection. ;-)

¹ With the following caveat: I can't abide Kirk/Spock slash, which I find, almost without fail, to be wildly out of character for both parties involved. This, I suspect, makes me a Bad Fangirl.
ponygirl72: Tucker Aside (quattro)
A brilliant satirical piece, entitled "Internet-age Writing Syllabus". Good for a LOL, or possibly even a BOSMKL, if you're in a weird mood (see article).


I would have found it funnier, if I didn't make my living* sitting at a computer 6-8 hours a day, 6 days a week, answering questions on any topic in 153 characters or less. Woe.

* such as it is
ponygirl72: (Gene/Alex)
Attila the Pug: ?/?/2000 - 3/17/2009

In the summer of 2000, one of the owners of the animal rescue where I was volunteering at the time called to ask if I knew anyone who'd be willing to take a female pug puppy who'd been dumped by the breeder. Apparently, she had heart and lung problems and was going to die soon anyway. (And of course, the breeders THEMSELVES couldn't, y'know, nurse her, or call the damn vet out to euthanize her. Assholes.)

Hubby had been making noises about how he thought pugs were cute and maybe we should get one some day, so I talked to him, and we agreed to take the sad little puppy so that she could get some love and individual attention for the short period of time she was going to be here on Earth.

We took her home, along with her binky blanket and the portable plastic "puppy playpen" that prevented her from trying to run around too much. If she tried to run and play, she started to wheeze asthmatically. If she got excited, her tongue and gums would turn blue from lack of oxygen. On of her heart valves was malfunctioning, allowing blood to backwash with every heartbeat. She was a pitiful little thing.

I hauled the playpen around to whatever part of the house where I was working, and put it in the yard when the weather was nice and I was outside. We fed her and loved on her. Over the first couple of weeks she was with us, she seemed to perk up. The third week, she jumped out of the 18 inch tall playpen. Twice. By the fourth week, she was jumping up on the bed, and into the cab of my full-size pickup truck. She began to tear around the house and the yard like a banshee, seemingly tireless. The vet said her heart murmur was now virtually undetectable.

For seven-and-a-bit years, she enjoyed perfect health. Last year, she poked one of her big, protruding eyeballs on something; we never did figure out what. The vet rushed her into surgery. She saved the eye, but not the sight. From that point forward, she became affectionately known at the vet clinic as the "Unseeing Eye Dog". Or, occasionally, "Zombie Pug", because that eye really did look like something out of a horror movie, though it gave her no trouble at all.

She began to get sick occasionally. We thought it was a recurring virus at first, but eventually discovered that it was, in fact, her malfunctioning heart, coming back to haunt us. She went on heart meds, which kept her stabilized for many months. She began to get intermittent sinus infections, each one leaving her a bit weaker than the last. Yesterday, at mid-day, she had a seizure. She came out of it, lay there wavering for a few moments, then stood up, shook herself off, and wandered slowly and carefully into the kitchen to eat some kibbles.

I emailed my husband to come home from work. We called the vet, who came out to our house between a couple of farm calls she had scheduled in our area. I made up a big bowl of bite-size pieces of ham and torn up bread, soaked in homemade duck broth. I think she believed she'd hit the doggie jackpot. I sat feeding her ham and broth-soaked bread bites while the vet and her assistant held one front leg, found a vein, and inserted the needle of the syringe. I don't think she even noticed-- at least, she never looked up from the bowl of forbidden human food goodies. She collapsed in the moment between swallowing one bite of ham and reaching for the next, and was gone forever, leaving a pug-shaped hole in the house.

And that's the story of Tillie-- Attila the Pug-- whose breeder thought she was disposable because she wasn't born perfect, and was so, so wrong.

Baby Tillie Contemplates the Rawhide Bone of Enormitude )

Hug your pets, people. They're not always going to be here.
ponygirl72: (nathistoffear)
Momma miniature cow No. 1 has thwarted my plan to name her baby Sir Loin by cunningly having a heifer calf instead of a bull calf. Less cunningly, she has chosen to have it the day before a snowstorm. Good one, Momma cow.


The calf is about 24 inches tall, at a guess, and she really, really likes to have her back scratched. She also likes milk. A lot. And, um, that seems to be about the extent of her ambition-- so far, at least. I find myself envying the simplicity of her life, to be honest.
ponygirl72: Tucker Aside (Default)
... let me show you them.

I have cows. Miniature Dexter cows. They are pregnant. One of them is *very* pregnant; like, "please don't have this calf in the trailer on the way home" kind of pregnant.

Here they are, playing "Let's get as far away as possible from the two legged predators who want to EAT OUR BABIEZ!!" in their new pasture:


I must say, for smelly animals that poop a lot and pick their noses with their own tongues, they're rather cute. There's just something about taking a common animal and breeding it to be unexpectedly small that seems to have that effect.

That, and the fact that a side of beef will actually FIT IN THE FREEZER, of course.

ponygirl72: (hello wave)
I have a review of the Big Finish subscriber bonus "Return to the Web Planet" up on Unreality SF. It can be found at http://unreality-sf.net/reviews/doctorwho/returntothewebplanet.html .
ponygirl72: (hello wave)
Here are two vids that could not be more different, but are both brilliant, in their way.

click for the shiny vids... )
ponygirl72: (subtle)
I'm happy to announce that the long-awaited Craig Hinton Fanthology, entitled Shelf Life, is now available for purchase. The anthology of professional and fan-written short stories is available immediately as a 624-page, beautifully illustrated hardcover book, and will shortly be available as a .pdf file, and burned to CD.

Proceeds go to support the British Heart Foundation.

For more details, go to http://shelflife.wetpaint.com . Payment can be made by UK cheque or postal order, or via Paypal. Overseas shipping is available.

Many thanks for the hard work of David A McIntee, Jay Eales, and Adrian Middleton, who laboured for almost 2 years to put together this extraordinary book, including dealing with submissions from many unpublished writers who hadn't a clue what the process involved-- myself included. Their patience and skill is much appreciated.

Now, what are you all doing, still sat here reading this? Go buy it, already!
ponygirl72: (nathistoffear)
I have taken an (unpayed, obviously) job writing reviews of the Big Finish Sixth and Seventh Doctor audios for Unreality SF. The first one can be found here. It looks to be a lot of fun, but I was hoping it would mean free or reduced-price BF audios, and alas, it is not to be. :-(

::shakes fist at Big Finish for their cheapness::

In other news, my fangirliness for Star Trek is rearing its head for the first time in several years, and this frightens me because a) I don't have time to obsess over something else, and b) I fully expect Star Trek XI to be Very Very Bad. This makes me sad, and a bit angry.

Ah, well.
ponygirl72: (nathistoffear)
Did you really read any of those ballot issues before you voted on them? Or, y'know, do any actual research?

Seriously, I can't tell you how relieved I am that the state is going to have "Cleaner, Cheaper Energy" from now on, just by the government passing a law that says it will. Because those two things (cleaner and cheaper) TOTALLY go together. Not.

I'm also really, really happy that we now have government protectionism for Missouri's casinos, sheltering them from that pesky "competition in the free marketplace" thing. That's awesome, guys.

And, finally I can sleep at night knowing that all of Missouri's governmental business will be carried out in English in the future. Jefferson City was turning into a regular Tower of Babel with all the people trying to conduct government meetings in Korean, Dutch, Portuguese, Thai, Klingon...

Pfft. I'd be shocked if more than a dozen Missouri politicians even knew a second language.

Last but not least, thanks so much for electing a governor who, as an attorney, completely ignored the whole "attorney-client privilege" thing when it became politically inconvenient. I'm sure he'll do a much better job than the guy who, on the US House of Representatives ethics committee, stood up against his own Republican party in order to censure Tom Delay for being a law-breaking asshole, and was then promptly kicked off of the committee for his troubles.

The only major party candidate I voted for, and he was completely demolished by a slimeball. Sorry, Mr. Hulshof. :-(

On a lighter note, congratulations to all the Obama supporters on the flist. Your guy may scare me to death (don't feel bad-- so does McCain), but he's obviously a charismatic leader, and he deserves the win. Enjoy.

Me, I'm gonna go crawl back under my rock and wait for the revolution to come. But, hey, at least I'll have some "cleaner, cheaper energy" to burn while I'm waiting. ::headdesk:: ::headdesk:: ::headdesk::
ponygirl72: Tucker Aside (Default)
Last Saturday was the annual Haunted Hunter Pace at Fox Run, generally my last big hurrah of the year, before winter sets in. A hunter pace is a casual but technically competitive event in which individuals or teams ride a several-mile-long course through woods and open fields, with modest jumps scattered along the way for the more ambitious to negotiate, and the more wussy to ride around and avoid. (points to anyone who can guess which camp I fall into.)

It's "Haunted" because the owner gets into the spirit of the season and sends the barn help out into the woods ahead of time to hang bats, fake corpses, and severed body parts from the trees, as well as the occasional temporary graveyard and police taped "crime scene" in the clearings.

In addition to having a stunning multi-million dollar horse facility on 150 beautifully-groomed acres (it's about the only place I ever go where I feel self-conscious about my tatty, faded saddle pads and rusty, bargain basement truck and trailer), the owner of Fox Run also seems to have preternaturally good luck with the weather during her planned events. This year was, once again, the most incredible weather you could possibly ask for, and staged right at the height of the fall color.

This year, she hired a photographer to come and hang out in the Jump Field, and photograph the teams as they passed through, which was a nice touch. Said photographer then e-mailed the relevant prints to all of us in low quality, with an option of ordering prints of the ones we liked. I, of course, am a cheap, penny-pinching loser, so I just took the one I liked and played with the low quality file in Photoshop until I got something of decent quality, in an artistic print... and here it is.

Purdy Picture )

A beautiful venue to visit, but I sure wouldn't want to be responsible for keeping it mowed. :-)
ponygirl72: (hello wave)
Okay, so I checked out the odds on the 11th Doctor over on the OG, and I have to admit, there are two possibilities listed that make me quite excited, though (of course) realistically, neither has a snowball's chance in hell of actually making it.

The first is Sean Pertwee. Yes, I do know that I am a sad Old Skool fangirl, thanks for pointing that out, but-- I mean-- look at him! Doesn't that photo just scream "You want me to be the next Doctor... oh, yes, you do!"? (A side note: Jon Pertwee's wife must have been a gorgeous woman. She took those distinctive "Jon Pertwee" looks and toned them down to produce a couple of really stunning kids.)

The second is... wait for it... Catherine Tate. Yeah, yeah, I know. The old "Could a woman play the Doctor?" trope rolls around once every couple of years. Someone says "It would never play; the audience would never buy into it" and then someone else says "But what about Joanna Lumley", someone brings up the old "suicide = sex change" thing, and then it goes away again.

But stop and think about it for a minute. Really think about it.

I'm not a television producer-- far from it. I write infrequent fan fiction that is feather-light on plot, and short stories that completely fail to sell to literary magazines, and even I can see the storyline possibilities inherent in that casting choice. Come on-- you'd have to be blind not to see the storyline possibilities that opens up!

But, alas, I suspect that in the end the choice will be someone male, mid-thirties, with the words "teeny-bopper sex symbol" written across his forehead.

Woe. :-(
ponygirl72: (subtle)
Title: Anchor Line
Author: Ponygirl
Rating: PG
Characters: Nine, Rose, Jack, Jackie, Mickey
Spoilers: Season 27
Warnings: Death of a minor character. NOT one of those listed above.

A/N: This fic is for [livejournal.com profile] wendymr, who was the runner-up in my Author Auction. Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] cytherea999 and [livejournal.com profile] dark_aegis for their helpful beta-reading.

Who_Daily: a href="http://ponygirl72.livejournal.com/27361.html">Anchor Line by lj user="ponygirl72"> (Nine, Rose, Jack, Jackie, Mickey) | PG | Spoilers: DW Season 27)

Once upon a time... )
ponygirl72: (hello wave)
Title: The Library of Blank Books, pt. 3/3
Author: Ponygirl
Rating: PG, for half of a swear word
Characters: Nine, Rose, Ace, Seven (genfic)
Spoilers: Seasons 25-27
Warnings: Er... snark? Do you have to warn for high levels of snark, these days?

A/N: Thank you for your patience, readers, and thanks, as ever, to [livejournal.com profile] dark_aegis for her invaluable beta eagle-eye.

Who_Daily: a href="http://ponygirl72.livejournal.com/26947.html">The Library of Blank Books, Pt. 3 by lj user="ponygirl72"> (Nine, Rose, Ace, Seven | PG | Spoilers: DW Seasons 25-27)

Part 1
Part 2

Once upon a time )
ponygirl72: Tucker Aside (Default)
Title: The Library of Blank Books, pt. 2
Author: Ponygirl
Rating: PG
Characters: Nine, Rose, Ace, Seven (genfic)
Spoilers: Seasons 25-27
Warnings: Er... snark? Do you have to warn for high levels of snark, these days?

A/N: So much for being done on Tuesday. ::sigh:: Thanks, as ever, to [livejournal.com profile] dark_aegis for her invaluable beta eagle-eye.

Who_Daily: a href="http://ponygirl72.livejournal.com/26753.html">The Library of Blank Books, Pt. 2 by lj user="ponygirl72"> (Nine, Rose, Ace, Seven | PG | Spoilers: DW Seasons 25-27)

Once upon a time... )
ponygirl72: (subtle)
Title: The Library of Blank Books
Author: Ponygirl
Rating: PG, for one swear word (Bad Nine! No biscuit!)
Characters: Nine, Rose, Ace, Seven (genfic)
Spoilers: Seasons 25-27
Warnings: Er... snark? Do you have to warn for high levels of snark, these days?

A/N: Thanks, as ever, to [livejournal.com profile] dark_aegis for her invaluable beta eagle-eye.

Who_Daily: a href="http://ponygirl72.livejournal.com/26446.html">The Library of Blank Books by lj user="ponygirl72"> (Nine, Rose, Ace, Seven | PG | Spoilers: DW Seasons 25-27)

Once upon a time... )
ponygirl72: Tucker Aside (Default)
Stealing this from [livejournal.com profile] nnwest...

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now (even if we don't speak often or ever), please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me.

It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.

When you're finished, post this little paragraph in your lj and see what your friends come up with.
ponygirl72: (subtle)
Yes, I'm back for more beta-begging.

The Author Auction deadline is Saturday, and I'm taking it down to the last minute, it looks like. In desperation, I'm splitting my story into chapters so that I can be guaranteed of having *something* to put up before Saturday, even if it's not the whole story.

Anyone who's up for looking over a Nine & Rose, Seven & Ace multi-era gen fic, please let me know, here or at jwelch at centurytel dot net. This one does have an actual plot-- one of which I'm rather proud, in fact. I don't think in-depth Old Skool skillz are necessary; I'm trying to make it Nu Who friendly.

1700 words for this part... 3000-ish for the whole thing.

Any help greatly appreciated. :-)
ponygirl72: (subtle)
Does anyone who is not [livejournal.com profile] wendymr have the time and inclination to read over an 1800 word fic for the Author Auction? Shameless h/c; plot: not so much, sorry.

Email me at jwelch at centurytel dot net if this appeals. It's not a rush job, btw.

ETA: Sorted, now! Thanks to both of my intrepid volunteers.