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Saturday, February 22nd, 2020
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15:54 - Torchwood meta
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A decade ago, as Torchwood ‘Miracle Day’ started airing, I wrote out this slab of blurb about why Children of Earth / Miracle Day didn’t feel like kosher ‘Torchwood’ to me. Here’s a C&P from the original post below the line ( Read more...Collapse )
I’m 56 now ofc and haven’t changed my view on this in the slightest, and RTD is probably every bit as stubborn and convinced of his own rightness in every creative decision he’s made. Even ‘Years and Years’ #hahahagsaahagshhaaaha!
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(3 seedlings | grow your own)
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| Wednesday, March 9th, 2011
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22:44 - study me then, you who shall lovers be
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Is this a Torchwood post that I see before me? And a canon one too, rather than one of my increasingly fruitbat dreams? Indeed it is, who'd have, etc...
A long long time ago - seriously, getting on for a year, long enough ago that I'm not even sure if anyone knew then whether they'd be novel or audiobook - the two new Torchwood *things* showed up for pre-order on the Book Depository and I ordered them both. I honestly can't remember why I did that now. Maybe a completist thing? I have all the novels and audioboks and assorted tut, all ready to be neatly packed into a mouse-proof box for the attic, I guess. Maybe it was a nostalgic nod to the dead, as they seemed set to be the last bits of pre-CoE canon we'd ever be getting. Who knows, it's even possible I was still harbouring some tiny shreds of deluded hope that the new series wouldn't be the anything-but-Torchwood hodgepodge it seems to be shaping up into.
Anyway, I did pre-order them, and then I forgot, and so getting a Book Dep. despatch email last week was a bit of a surprise. I toyed with the idea of just not listening and selling them all still nicely shrink-wrapped on eBay, but in the end I opened them and listened anyway: see 'completist' above. So here's a summary of what I thought about both under a cut or two, organised in unspoilery and slightly more spoilery slices, together with what I'm planning to do with them both.
( Summaries and thoughts (no spoilers beyond the cover blurbs)Collapse )
Here is the next bit! Not a complete synopsis, but plenty of spoilers. ( You have been warned!Collapse )
So as I say, I have no reason to listen to either of these again, and I don't feel any urge to keep them either.
But I also don't want to sell them. So here's my cunning plan. Do you want them? You can have them! Let me know - leave a comment here, then PM an address to me, and I'll post them to you. First come first served - with only one catch. If someone else also wants them, after I've sent them to you and you've listened, please mail them on to the next person. And if there are three of you, the second recipient mails them on to the third, and so on. Like an impromptu library conga - so if you want them, you just have to be willing to pass them on and either pay the postage onward, or negotiate something adult and fair with the next recipient.
That's all! I appreciate, with a sales pitch like that, none of you may want to listen to these at all, and in any event I expect the Fight Clubs will come up with the goods eventually anyway. But I don't personally want to upload these, I just want to send them on to someone who will send them on in turn. They're probably worth listening to, if only to see if you agree with me or think I'm being cruel and unfair.
In conclusion: see icon. oh Torchwood...
current mood:  morose
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(5 seedlings | grow your own)
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| Monday, June 7th, 2010
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20:01 - undone
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Do you want to see the definition of a selfish, irrational reaction? Yes? Then check out mine, to this press release.
Peeps, I got teary. Just a bit, mind, but they weren't tears of joy.
You see, I finally got to some kind of place in my head where I was reconciled - with no forward canon beyond CoE, I had my own fix-it sorted and settled and I liked it, it made me feel at peace with Torchwood and what I'd loved about it. As I've said, not a story I'd ever write, but something that worked for me, a good closure.
And this? This will obliterate even that. I'm too much of a canon whore and I simply can't handwave what happens in the TV shows (books, films) I love. Sydney Carton dies on the guillotine. Jerott is exiled back to Malta for the rest of his (short, martial, loveless) life. Data sacrifices himself for his Captain. Buddy shoots his face off in the back of the car. Darius Jedburgh - the original one, the fantastic Joe Don Baker, not last year's travesty - stands up, arms wide like the wings of Death, and brings them together over his head in a plutonium halo. There are angels that will stand by me...
New Torchwood. Doesn't matter that I won't watch it, it will still happen, and my particular imagining of the unwritten future will be a lost text in a palimpsest, over-written by the victors in the legitimate final version.
Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it all. Here's the plan. I'm going to forget it all and turn myself into a, a - Royal Pains fangirl, that's about all I'm fit for. Cheese and soap-bubbles, cardboard het-shippery. Nice and simple, and no-one will ever die.
current mood: sad
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(36 seedlings | grow your own)
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| Tuesday, June 1st, 2010
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22:24 - Torchwood not-fic pimping
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The Torchwood-related things I feel like pimping these days could be counted on the fingers of my armpit. Not that I don't think anyone's doing anything worth your time anymore: I'm sure they are, I'm just very picky about what really appeals to me these days, beyond a vague nod-and-move-on reaction.
I am reading some fic, which I hadn't really expected to. I've read at least one fix-it that didn't make me want to jump off the roof, there have been a few assorted pre-CoE or post-CoE fics I've quite liked, including some of the Jack-goes-looking-for-an-AU-replacement. (Especially now the WIP I'm currently reading has moved on from Jack having it off with an AU PC Andy and on to good old hardcore shagging with that hot-button favourite, AU Rentboy!Ianto. It seems that my anti-hot-button is fic where PC Andy is having any form of sexybiz with anyone - what can I say? He reminds me of an utterly creepy guy at college ::shudder:: I think it's the hair. And the lame, snivelling personality.)
So, here's that rare thing - a Torchwood-related post I do want to wave at any of you who still feel that stubborn fondness for the dratted (almost certainly dead) show and its dratted (assorted dead and not so dead) characters. It's a pair of picspam posts, by  thepyromanical1, which lovingly chronicle, annotate and illustrate a key motif and real highlight of Torchwood: namely, Ianto's sideburns. Season One is here and Season Two is here. No Season Three because, amongst all the other fatal failings and botches of CoE, maybe the worst crime of all is that some tasteless twat decided to get rid of the Jones sideburns - look at it! Shorn like a spring lamb! Compare that to the S1 and S2 evidence, and you can understand how, like Samson, thw whole show went to shit in the space of one week last year. They truly were The Sideburns That Held The TorchWorld Together.
Alright, it's not Descartes, just a harmless picspam. But it made me happy, the S2 one especially so. thepyromanical1 has a good eye for the cute screengrabs, and the commentary is quietly dryly amusing but above all, it's affectionate - for Ianto, for the whole team, for Torchwood. Affectionate and teasing without being superior or sneery, that's what I like. If you like any of that too, go check 'em out.
Last but not least, I know GDL has been 52 shades of pillock in the last few years (and that is a charitable assessment), but the one thing you can't argue - in S2 especially - he is one hot, handsome coc oen. siiiiiiigh
current mood:  chipper
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(12 seedlings | grow your own)
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| Wednesday, October 14th, 2009
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4:43 - fic: SJA / TW crossover, "The Other" (5/5)
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4:43 - fic: SJA / TW crossover, "The Other" (4/5)
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4:43 - fic: SJA / TW crossover, "The Other" (3/5)
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4:43 - fic: SJA / TW crossover, "The Other" (2/5)
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4:43 - fic: SJA / TW crossover, "The Other" (1/5)
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Fandom: Sarah Jane Adventures / Torchwood
Rating: G (slightly more snogging than the average SJA: slightly less nudity and handjobs than the average Torchwood. It all balances out)
Words: 68 million. Alright, 32,000 - but it felt like 68m
Warnings: none
Pairings: ummm
Spoilers: Set between Seasons 1 and 2 of SJA, after Season 2 of Torchwood, and before the Doctor Who Season 4 finale. (Probably the second week in June, then?) Random spoilers for all three series up to those respective points, including references to Sarah Jane's Classic adventures.
a/n: This fic has only been part-beta'd: my thanks to several of you but especially lonelybrit for the constant encouragement along the way. Any dim mistakes, gawping plot holes etc, are all down to me. Please let me know if you spot a howler, and I'll knock it on the head with my mighty fist of incompetence.
Summary: " It started innocently enough... " This is simply the story of a very quiet weekend in the Whoniverse. No gore, no vomitty monsters, quite a lot of tea being consumed.
( The OtherCollapse )
current mood:  anxious
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(4 seedlings | grow your own)
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loved
gloomy
curious