wallmakerrelict:

I love giving and receiving fic reviews, but for a long time the whole process of writing a review used to be very fraught because I wanted to show my appreciation but I didn’t want to leave a generic “Loved this, please write more!” like every other comment the author had already gotten and was probably sick of. (Note – as an author, we do not get sick of these comments. We do not get sick of any comments.) But I figured something out a while ago and I figured I’d share it. How to leave a good comment on a fic: PICK A LINE.

Literally any line. Pick it as you’re reading. If a phrase or a sentence or a paragraph jumps out at you, highlight it and hit Ctrl+C. Then save that puppy until the comment section, paste it in, and let the author know why you liked it.

“___” My favorite line, it was hilarious!

“___” I’m gonna cry! Poor Character B!

“___” That is totally something Character A would say.

“___” omg this totally sums up their whole relationship, doesn’t it?

I’m a writer who is friends with a lot of writers. I have never met a writer who didn’t fucking love this. Worried that you’re not leaving a comprehensive review? It’s okay. Tell the author about the five-word sentence that you loved in their 10K word fic, and they will glow. I’m telling you this is foolproof. Take the stress out of commenting. Pick a line. Make a writer’s day.

mylittleredgirl:

pouahhh:

4 stages of trusting a person with your heart: spock’s version (jim)

aos spirk is like the soulmate au where they really, reALLY don’t want to be soulmates. they’re too young, they’re not ready, they haven’t had the right experiences to turn them into perfect halves of a whole, but here they fucking are and fate keeps throwing time travelers from other centuries at them to tie their fates together. 

and it’s inescapable, and it feels like an endless boxing match in close combat, where they don’t even LIKE each other, but for some fucking reason there’s a piece of each of their souls lodged in the other

but time and space passes while their fates are locked together, and they mellow to each other. they mature into grown men, seasoned officers, whose sharp edges that used to grate on each other have softened into something fond and familiar. they depended on each other from the beginning, but they grow to… like each other. they pause long enough in each other’s company to enjoy that strange synergy between them, that way when they relax enough it’s like they know each other’s thoughts (and oh there are times when Spock wants that so much it’s distracting, my thoughts to your thoughts)

and somewhere in the vastness of space, Jim learns that his home will always be the next star, and Spock learns that his home was never going to be a place, but a choice: a decision to follow one person wherever he leads. 

at his side. as if he’s always been there and always will. 

Q’s Cranberry-Pear Cobbler (because he likes a bit of tart with his sweet… obviously)

For @mi6-cafe‘s Holiday Recipe Exchange (@mi6caferecipes)

Filling:

  • 2 bags cranberries (wash and remove under-ripe or soft berries)
  • 3-4 d’Anjou pears, peeled and cubed
  • 1 cup sugar
  • 1 tbsp fresh grated ginger
  • Juice of 1 lemon
  • 2 tbsp cornstarch

Cobbles:

  • 2 c flour
  • 1 tbsp baking powder
  • Spices (I typically use cinnamon, cloves, and nutmeg to taste)
  • 2 tbsp butter
  • ⅓ c margarine
  • 1c milk
  • 1 egg

A bit of extra flour for handle the dough.

Preparation:

Filling: Mix filling ingredients in a bowl and hold aside.

Dough: Mix dry ingredients, including spices.  Cut butter into mixture.  Cut margarine into mixture until crumbly.  Mix egg and milk together and add to butter/flour mixture, and blend to dough.  Add flour as needed to make dough workable.

Preheat oven to 350F

Grease a baking dish.

Pour fruit mixture into greased dish.  Form “cobbles” out of dough approximately ½ inch (or 1 cm) deep and cover the surface of the fruit, butting them against each other, but not overlapping too much (varying thicknesses cook unevenly).  Sprinkle sugar on top of dough. 

Bake 30-40 minutes until bubbly inside and golden on top.

Serve with vanilla or similar ice cream.

seepunkrun replied to your post “seepunkrun replied to your post “16, 8” I want to read Home, but have…”

Okay, let me mentally bump Home and its, what, three hundred million words? higher up my to-read list, and if I finish it, I’ll beta your ending.

You say that like there’s some doubt in your mind…I, on the other hand, predict that once you start Home, you won’t be able to put it down, THEN you’ll be begging me for the end (because really, she just STOPS), and THEN you’ll be telling me exactly what you think it still needs to have a fully satisfying wrap-up, which I think at this point comes down to a question of “to porn or not to porn”… Sounds like an excellent use of a winter break 😉