Tarzan Peeta Part 2: Finnick Tries Flirting

Her thoughts drifted back to the mysterious man that had saved her (from drowning) earlier that day. She really hadn’t stopped thinking about him at all since he’d run into the tropical forest like a mad man, wearing her orange sundress. The vision of it made Katniss’s laughter bubble up . . .

“You liked that one, Kitty?” Finnick asked, catching Katniss by surprise.

Her laughter subsided at the pet name he’d coined for her as soon as they’d met on the plane. She stared at him a moment, willing the scowl to stay behind the delicate mask of merriment. She had to play along, knowing she couldn’t tell any of the men about her savior. At least, not yet. Not until she knew more about him. Why was he on the island. Where he came from . . .

Can you believe anyone finding Finnick tiresome?

LOL.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

Fan Fic Wednesday: Dystopian Everlark

KATNISS:

What do you mean I’m in America? America was destroyed a hundred years ago.

PEETA:

Umm . . . Sorry I guess it’s technically called New America. That’s probably how it appears on your maps back in Panem.

(Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned)

Exhausted by AWP, Turning to Everlark

AWP Los Angeles was one heck of a ride.

It was huge. It was overwhelming. It was also a lot of fun.

Self is processing.

To help this process along, she is indulging in reading Everlark fan fiction. There was an Everlark fiction exchange recently (Indeed, Everlark shows no sign of fading, even after the end of the movie series, November 2015), and self contributed a prompt. The new fics have been slowly trickling in, oh joy.

Everlark is all love stories. All the time. Angst-y love stories.

Everlark falls apart. Again and again and again and again. And then there is a delicious, excruciatingly slow “growing back together” (the most loved Hunger Games trope)

Apropos of which, a quote from fellow Stanford Creative Writing Program alum Jeffrey Eugenides, in his introduction to the 2008 Harper anthology, My Mistress’s Sparrow Is Dead: Great Love Stories, From Chekhov to Munro:

A love story can never be about full possession . . . Love stories depend on disappointment, on unequal births and feuding families, on matrimonial boredom and at least one cold heart . . .  Love stories, nearly without exception, give love a bad name.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

 

Everlark Comedy! Be Forewarned

Self just made her first batch of oatmeal/chocolate chip/raisin cookies ever and they are really BAD.

Good thing she got an alert for a new installment of the Detective Mellark series (Dear readers, indeed yes: There is a detective series written with Peeta Mellark as the head of a Detective Agency and Katniss Everdeen as one of his gumshoes)

In this installment of the Detective Mellark series, Katniss and Peeta decide to compete in a TV game show called “The Marriage Game” (Why? Who knows? Because detective agencies run short of funds and the quickest way to raise them is by competing in a television game show?)

Anyhoo, Katniss and Peeta are one of four couples left standing for the final round. The other three couples are:

  • Primrose Everdeen/ Rory Hawthorne
  • Gale Hawthorne/ Madge Undersee
  • Annie Cresta/ Finnick Odair

One of the questions is: “What is your partner’s favorite thing to nibble on at the movies?”

The interviewer is, of course, none other than Caesar Flickerman.

Over to you, Gale and Madge!

Gale: Um. That’s a hard one. I’ll go with Twizzlers.

(Madge frowns and turns over her card. It says: HIS FINGERNAILS)

Gale: My fingernails! Why would you say that?

Madge: Oh my God, Gale! Look at these things! (Grabs Gale’s hands and holds them up. Camera zooms in for a close-up) LOOK! LOOK! I should dip your fingertips in gasoline to keep you from biting them.

Caesar: Oh, Madge. They are stubby. You should have Octavia work on them.

Madge: That’s a good idea. (To Gale) First thing tomorrow, you’re getting a mani-pedi.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

 

Transtromer: Train Poem for The Hunger Games

Regular readers of this blog know that self is a fan of:

  • Hunger Games/Everlark/fan fiction
  • Shadowhunters/Victorian Steampunk/ anything related to Will Herondale
  • Dystopia
  • Poetry, all kinds (Miguel Hernandez, Tomas Transtromer, Luisa Igloria, R. Z. Linmark being self’s enduring favorites)
  • Fiction (Current faves: Mary Gaitskill and Kurt Vonnegut)

In honor of a deleted scenes from The Hunger Games movies finally crawling its way into the universe (Katniss & Peeta discussing the meaning of throwing bread), here is a train poem from Transtromer. Because self is all about intersecting universes:

Tracks

2 a.m. moonlight. The train has stopped
out in the middle of the plain. Far away, points of light in a town,
flickering coldly at the horizon.

As when someone has fallen into a dream so deep
he’ll never remember having been there
when he comes back to his room.

As when someone has fallen into an illness so deep
everything his days were becomes a few flickering points, a swarm,
cold and tiny on the horizon.

The train is standing quite still.
2 a.m.: bright moonlight, few stars.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

Sentences of the Last Friday of January 2016

He looks so immeasurably worried and tragic.

(Referring to Peeta, of course)

I’ll take physical pain over emotional any day.

I don’t have time for your disingenuous bullshit.

#BadAss!Peeta, #HijackedPeeta, #Tattooed!Peeta, #Assassin!Peeta, #kindofcyberpunkifyousquint

— Fan Fiction writer heathenpesticide

Self decided to drive home for the weekend. This is what she found:

A front yard taken over by oxalys. Fungal flowers rotting in a vase of slimy water. Left-over Halloween candy on the piano.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

The State of the Everlark Fan-dom

First of all, that was not cool, replacing J-Hutch with Theo James in the Ben Kingsley movie Backstabbing for Beginners, just when it was about to start filming (Was that a publicity stunt? Because that movie title is so, so — premonitory!)

Next, ever since Mockingjay Part 2 dropped last November, Hunger Games fan sites began shutting down one by one and there was a very dolorous feeling in the air.

But suddenly, out of nowhere, self got some kind of mighty wind because she started writing a new fan fic in December, her first in over a year, and it now stands at over 60,000 words. Wrote it in six weeks. Still going strong. Over 500 comments. That’s a lot of comments.

And there have been fabulous Everlark fan fics dropping every day. Like this one self is totally ga-ga over, which has Katniss and Peeta living in North Carolina when the Apocalypse happens. Everyone turns into a zombie (except them, of course. And Haymitch). Peeta is missing an entire leg and a wheelchair, and moreover there are no more pharmacies open to dispense his prescription painkillers, and all the druggies have made off with the world’s available supply of Oxycontin, and Peeta has to suffer the most acute withdrawal pangs while collapsed in the back of Haymitch’s car as they leave North Carolina and head for Atlanta (with self thinking — no, screaming — what the hell are you doing leaving North Carolina because that’s where Katniss is! How the heck is this going to end up Everlark if Peeta is in Atlanta and Katniss is in North Carolina?)

So fabulous, suspense galore.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

 

Peeta and Johanna Mind-Swap (Fan Fic Of Course)

Do not read if you are squeamish at the thought of a Peeta/Katniss reunion, only with Peeta in Johanna’s body. Hey, if self can buy a tranny Peeta (who borrows Katniss’s clothes; it’s super-fine with Katniss), there can be a Peeta-in-Johanna’s body thing.

So, if you can, just imagine the whole “star-crossed lovers” plot with a body switch, then you will empathize with the below complications:

  • Johanna insists on taking her D-13 shower with the men.
  • Peeta can’t get used to having such small feet (They’re Johanna’s) and keeps stumbling.
  • Peeta to Katniss: “Having boobs is pretty weird.”
  • Katniss doesn’t feel comfortable kissing Peeta because he’s in Johanna’s body.
  • When Peeta is rescued, Katniss goes straight for him and hugs him fervently, not knowing that Peeta is now in Johnna and it’s now Johanna in Peeta. Katniss gets very confused when Peeta (who is actually Johanna now) just stands there without returning her embrace.
  • Gale doesn’t get jealous of all the time Katniss spends hanging out with Johanna, because he doesn’t know that it’s really Peeta inside Johanna’s body.
  • Plutarch asks Peeta to appear in a propo, Peeta just stands there looking bored (Of course Plutarch has no clue that Johanna is inside Peeta, and so forth. Self doesn’t know if she quite buys the Johanna-looking-bored-while-filming-a-propo thing. In self’s mind, a propo would be a perfect opportunity for Johanna to show off her antic nature)

Well, self could just go on and on and on and on and on, but she won’t.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

 

Finnick in Self’s Fan Fic

If you happen to be reading self’s fan fic, SPOILERS ABOUT FINNICK BELOW!

That bronzed creature. Of whom tale after tale has been told.

Snow tortured him cruelly, but some lovelorn Capitol wife risked her life to save him. Poor woman, she was brave. She didn’t survive long after they found that Finnick had escaped.

Finnick found his way to Four, and with the help of his lover, Annie, he eventually regained his health.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

Ack! Capitol Peeta, Need Beta!

This morning, on a whim, self decided to see if she could find herself a Beta. Maybe then, she thought, she will get to finish at least one of her Hunger Games fan fics.

Self finds a site that lists all the Betas in the known universe, browses by title, finds the one for The Hunger Games, clicks on that, and up pops:

a list of 2,683 names

Yowza! These are people who have volunteered their extra time and/or writing expertise to help you finish your Hunger Games fan fic. And they come from all over the world.

Self is quite amazed. There are Betas for 1984 and A Christmas Carol, Betas for A Farewell to Arms and A Room With a View, Betas for A Tree Grows in Brooklyn and Alice in Wonderland, Betas for Angela’s Ashes and Anne of Green Gables, Betas for As I Lay Dying and Atlas Shrugged, Betas for Atonement and Beowulf, Betas for the Bible and Black Beauty, Betas for Bleak House and Boy in the Striped Pajamas, Betas for Brave New World and Canterbury Tales, Betas for Catch-22 and Catcher in the Rye, Betas for Cat in the Hat and Charlotte’s Web, Betas for Chronicle of a Death Foretold and Chronicles of Narnia, Betas for Coraline as well as Diary of a Wimpy Kid.

The list never ends. It just goes on and on and on and on and on.

Self can’t even.

Will the hunt for a Beta take self down a Rabbit Hole? Seems like it already has!

Whoever said that the internet would bring about the death of books and reading clearly did not know what he/she was talking about.

Stay tuned.

« Older entries Newer entries »

nancy merrill photography

capturing memories one moment at a time

Asian Cultural Experience

Preserving the history and legacy of Salinas Chinatown

Rantings Of A Third Kind

The Blog about everything and nothing and it's all done in the best possible taste!

Sauce Box

Never get lost in the Sauce

GK Dutta

Be One... Make One...

Cee's Photo Challenges

Teaching the art of composition for photography.

Fashion Not Fear

Fueling fearlessness through style and inspiration.

Wanderlust and Wonderment

My writing and photo journey of inspiration and discovery

transcribingmemory

Decades of her words.

John Oliver Mason

Observations about my life and the world around me.

Insanity at its best!

Yousuf Bawany's Blog

litadoolan

Any old world uncovered by new writing

unbolt me

the literary asylum

the contemporary small press

A site for small presses, writers, poets & readers

The 100 Greatest Books Challenge

A journey from one end of the bookshelf to the other

Random Storyteller

A crazy quilt of poems, stories, and humor