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Hey Oscar Wilde! It's Clobberin' Time! doesn't really need an introduction. But just to be on the safe side, it's an absurdly-titled blog of different artists doing portraits and illustrations of famous authors, characters, and various scenes - everyone from Hunter S. Thompson and Jorge Luis Borges to Jane Austen and Dorothy Parker, Truman Capote and Holly Golightly, and Yossarian, Lady Macbeth and the Little Prince.

While my supervisor's gotten back from vacation, she wasn't able to see me today, which meant I went back to the house and got to doze off for a bit. I was able to manage productivity in the afternoon by reading about copyright law - it's dull, but transparent, and it's all online - plus a heavy gym visit and cooking the rest of the week's lunches.

Today's high point, though, was spending about ten minutes eating mulberries behind the ILS building on campus. The trees all over the city are getting ripe, and I need to get back there if only to take another picture of me literally caught red-handed.

I need to do a bit of writing on my copyright findings and also start my new Big Bang. In the meantime, how's everyone else tonight?

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I got a lot of housely things done today, and we had a nice dinner and ran the sprinklers for the first time this summer, and now I'm just kind of drifting.

I did my copyright write-up and now I'm trying to get at least 100 words written for the Big Bang. Maybe I'll make another cup of tea to shift brain tracks.

Drifting can be good. Do you have some general idea where you're going?

Do you have some general idea where you're going?

... no.

*g* That's the easiest answer. The hard answer is that I have a scene fragment and a plotbunny, neither of which fit together at all and are definitely not in the same story, so I am pushing both of them to the back of my mind in order to just let them orbit in little circles until I can figure out if I can do anything with either of them.

And I am sleepy, which doesn't help a whole lot with the orbiting business.

Do you want to talk about them?

Also, I've found just scribbling words down on paper is a useful way for me to get some ideas to set themselves down - I know I'll be doing that later this week to get a better footing on what I'll be putting in and talking about.

Edited 2010-06-02 03:48 (UTC)

The scene fragment:
House is forced to choose which of Wilson's legs is shattered by some Very Bad Men. They keep asking left or right, and House doesn't know what they mean until they say they'll choose if he doesn't, and so he chooses and then has to watch as Wilson's leg is smashed.

The plotbunny:
Wilson ages in reverse. No known cause, no known cure.

:-)

My first reaction to the plotbunny was my usual one: Is it typical? How widespread is it? How common? Is it documented at all? My second was to think of what fantasy I've read and to remember sometimes ideas just happen, and now I'm thinking it'd be a nice thing to play around with. I've seen bits of meta on House and Wilson taking care of each other, and to work with that in this way would be a new way to talk about an old subject.

As for the scene, I haven't got much on that. But I've got some scenes swirling around that could stand to find homes...hm.

Yeah, the scene fragment is very typical Nightdog stuff, but it's just one of those bugs that probably won't let go until I write it down.

The bunny ... I think it was sparked by watching the movie Big over the weekend. It's a terrific film, but this idea would end with the conceit carried to its logical conclusion -- Wilson de-ages to an infant.

I don't know what, if anything, will come of it. Probably nothing.

Oh, I love that movie. And I think the movie of The Curious Case of Benjamin Button had the title character die when he eventually turned into a baby, so there's some precedent to your idea.

And now I've gotten the image of House using the "he's my son" explanation - plenty of immortals use it - for why he's got this little kid with him.

And now I've gotten the image of House using the "he's my son" explanation - plenty of immortals use it - for why he's got this little kid with him.

YES. Exactly.

But. I'm afraid it's all rather amorphous. I do not know if it will lend itself to my storytelling. :-)

I know Dee wrote an afterlife fic with House as a little kid so there'd be plenty of reason for him and Wilson to be physically affectionate; it'd probably go the other way in this one, with House holding Wilson tight.

Oh, I don't know - there's that unpublished Symbiosis story where Wilson got possessed by an alien which was nicely ethereal.

Good God, I didn't know that anyone remembered Symbiosis.

This conversation has made me very happy.

You really should post that, you know. For the public. Yaknow, for kids!

The idea of House being jealous of Wilson wasn't something I'd seen before, since so much of the fandom loves to play on how magnificent House is, in one way or another and in varying levels of quality - and I've been toying with House's jealousy on and off for a while now, and it's always interesting to turn common conceptions around.

I think it will need a bit of tweaking, but yes, you're right. I should post it, if only in my own LJ for people to read.

And yeah, it idea of House being jealous like that, for that reason ... it was something new at the time and I'm glad I went there, even if it did make me a bit nervous.

Have to sign off now, but I wanted to say again that this has been a wonderful exchange. :-D

House always wants to know things, and the barrier of literal impossibility always frustrates him in ways other things never will. And characters who are happy with their lives don't have as compelling story arcs.

I should go to bed myself. But first, a shower.

Slow Tuesday.

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