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And already - mostly - caught up with LJ! Do I rule or do I rule?!
How was the trip? Mostly, it went thus: drive up to early-medieval slavonic fort; climb remains of fort; walk around top of fort in a circle; clamber down; get back into coach; drive to next fort; rinse and repeat.
Oh, and there was a lot of standing around in little clusters of people in the cold, cold wind, trying to warm each other penguin style by pressing close against each other. (It works!)
Also, on the coach, in between ritualistic fort-circlings, I listened to the Life On Mars soundtrack more than was good for my sanity (discussion to follow), and bred insistent bunnies, both for vids and fic. Eventually I gave in and started to write a fic, so now I have another writing fandom. Yay. Not. The vid bunny, in the meantime, is quite frustrating as it's *extremely* well-developed, but very nearly impossible for me to follow up on since I don't own proper video editing software. I've got a complete script for the vid, though, and would love to make it.
Also on the Life On Mars front:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
selenak has been gushing eloquently about the show recently, and I was very pleased to find that flurblewig posted this while I was away. It's magnificently disturbing, and exemplifies the kind of fic I sort of wished for last week in this post. If this should turn into a trend, I'll wholeheartedly encourage it! (And yes, my fic bunny is a crazy-ass AU one, as well.)
How was the trip? Mostly, it went thus: drive up to early-medieval slavonic fort; climb remains of fort; walk around top of fort in a circle; clamber down; get back into coach; drive to next fort; rinse and repeat.
Oh, and there was a lot of standing around in little clusters of people in the cold, cold wind, trying to warm each other penguin style by pressing close against each other. (It works!)
Also, on the coach, in between ritualistic fort-circlings, I listened to the Life On Mars soundtrack more than was good for my sanity (discussion to follow), and bred insistent bunnies, both for vids and fic. Eventually I gave in and started to write a fic, so now I have another writing fandom. Yay. Not. The vid bunny, in the meantime, is quite frustrating as it's *extremely* well-developed, but very nearly impossible for me to follow up on since I don't own proper video editing software. I've got a complete script for the vid, though, and would love to make it.
Also on the Life On Mars front:
selenak has been gushing eloquently about the show recently, and I was very pleased to find that flurblewig posted this while I was away. It's magnificently disturbing, and exemplifies the kind of fic I sort of wished for last week in this post. If this should turn into a trend, I'll wholeheartedly encourage it! (And yes, my fic bunny is a crazy-ass AU one, as well.)
Re: There's another reason for Britain, actually:
Or at least, that's the girl's name.
Re: Vidding - yeah, the ghost frames suck. I could explain it better to you if I were *there* to show you, but basically, this is what I mean by "slippy". If you notice you have one, what you need to do, basically, is shave off a frame or two. Now, I know that's easier said than done what with the seven frame edition. But say you have a clip that's 88 frames with a ghost frame at the end. You need to to be, like, 83 frames. So *add* ten frames on the other end of the clip, so now it's 98 frames, then shave off 15 frames, and bingo! (And if you actually need 88 frames to fit into the beat, then I suggest...uh...adding more onto the non-ghost-framed-end?)
The way I usually get around having to do this fiddly work is to find the place where I *think* the scene changes, then shave off an extra few frames to be on the safe side.
And yes. I am better than all the hot british men. Go me!
...I need a...not angsty icon.
TBRFKASK
There's nothing...
... angsty...
Also,
Re: Also,
Although I do now have an irrational fear that I'm insulting vast swathes of humanity without my knowledge. Oh wait, I'm a cylon. What do I care about humanity?
TBRFKASK!