Mia Ugly, that traitor

12:08 am: ( My Fiction Masterlist )

11:03 pm: Thank you, thank you ziasudra_fic!

You are the sweetest! I wish I hadn't missed my chance to send some snowflakes in return!

12:42 am: Snarry Games Recs
Everyone probably knows that the Snarry Games are still going on right now.  I hope everyone also knows what fantastic artses and ficses are being posted this year by the valiant and ridiculously talented members of Team Snitch (ahem... my team... ahem...)

I shouldn't be drunkenly pimping (do not drink and pimp) but there are so many fics that blew my mind this year that I had to spread the Good News.

The Fourth Deathly Hallow by gingertart50If you've ever wanted to read the best HP/Sherlock Holmes crossover you've ever read in your life, now's your chance.  She is such an extraordinary author, and has created a completely believable and original world.  Though there is no sex (large sigh) the love story is completely captivating - heartwrenching, really.  I'm sorry I'm not more eloquent; I still haven't sufficiently recovered.

Rook Castling Kingside  by whitecottonI cannot begin to speak to the cleverness of this fic, or of its writer.  An HP what if? fic that makes perfect sense, seems more plausible than canon even.  You don't come for the plot, however, despite its brilliance; you come for whitecotton's exquisite writing and characterization and SEX!!!!  At one point during this story I lifted my hands to my face; I was physically moved by its beauty.  Gorgeous.

Come and read (and *cough* vote Team Snitch *cough*).  More recs will follow.  After sleep.  And caffeine.  And sleep.

09:58 pm: Snarry Games

I hope everyone is following the snarry_games posting.  There are some amazing stories and artwork  thus far, and I am SO HAPPY to be a part of it this year.  My fic has not been posted yet, but please - come on out and support these excellent writers and artists.  And of course, cheer for Team Snitch.  Remember it.  Team Snitch. 

Cause...you know...  Golden balls.

12:37 am: Hey everyone.  I know it has been a loooooog time since last I posted but I am looking for a beta for a new story.  Post DH Snarry, and only Part I is really ready to go, but the others will hopefully be along shortly, if I can get a little feedback.  I've got no deadlines, so there's no rush.  Let me know if you're interested.

Thanks so much!
Mia

06:29 pm: Christmas cards
Like I don't have enough to do already... HOWEVER.  My snape_after_dh fic is almost done!  Yes, almost.  Kinda.   Prepare thyself for an unbelievably popular plot-bunny (I was not aware of this before I started writing.  Believe it or not, I thought I was being wildly original) a happy ending (of course) and a high frequency of brackets.  Now you know.

What you don't know is that I draw.  Simply and poorly during most every university class I have ever taken.  It seems I listen better when my hands are moving, and god forbid I actually take notes.  Somehow over the last few years these drawings have started to feature Snape from time to time (while my classmates no doubt looked on in horror.)  I love the Christmas card thing that so many lj people do, but have never felt right requesting a card, since I haven't been that active recently.  But since I am almost finished my story, and if anyone is interested or likes receiving mail (particularly non-denominational Holiday Greetings Cards featuring one Severus Snape... possibly Snarry-themed and poorly executed) then I am at your service.

Please send me your mailing address, and whether you would like to be addressed by lj name or REAL PERSON name.  You can email me at mia_ugly@ yahoo or just reply to this post (and then I won't unscreen it, so your info won't be shared with the world.)  

Now, off to complete snarry fic Part 1, and get it posted.  Good lord willing.

 

02:41 pm: dementordelta

Happy birthday!!!!  This is just a little shout out to one of the queens of this fandom, someone whose brilliant writing and fantastic storytelling have kept me hooked on Snarry since I discovered it two years ago.  May today be everything you wish and more - filled with snark and sarcasm and long pale potion-stained fingers.... wooh, I just distracted myself.  If I could draw, I would have made a card... but I can't.  So here is the intro to "Spellbinder" my AU work in progress that will probably never be finished (as an anonymous person beat me to the plotbunny punch.  So to speak.)  It's not much of a present, just a few lines, but I do what I can.  Happy birthday, and thank you for years upon years of great reading. 

07:24 pm:

I won't post any spoilers based on carpet book information, though I am well aware of them, but on the night that this fandom will be changed forever, I would like to say it's been a hell of a ride.  And for all those Snarry shippers out there, we all know that it really ended after book 5, followed by Caligryphy's "So Lonely Without Me."  There.  The End. 

P.S.  Since certain revelations have made me rather angsty, here's some Snarry poetry for you all, courtesy of e. e. cummings.

12:59 pm: I can't believe I haven't posted a story since before I left for England. Riddikilus.

Title: White Night (or “What Sirius Used to Say”)
Pairing: Lupin/Black, Lupin/Tonks
Rating: R
Author: Mia Ugly
Beta: the lovely Lilywhite
Disclaimer: These characters and their world are the property of J.K. Rowling, among other lucky bastards. I make no money and take no credit.
Notes: Wow, an angsty Lupin/Tonks fic. Now there’s something that’s never been done before...

( He smells like Tonks now, constantly. )

02:00 am: At first I was afraid, I was petrified...
Okay... so... I'm too tired to attempt another witty entry, since I screwed up and my last one got lost.  Because yes, I am an idiot.  Suffice to say, it all started as a joke, and then 'Aqua' got involved, and one thing lead to another and..... I ended up performing in a drag show.  That's right.  I've never done it before (ever) nor did I have any real interest in the art of fake facial hair application, but what can I say?  If anyone's interested in pictures, they're coming at ya!

As an aside, I just watched the weirdest movie of my entire life.  Has anyone seen "Nightbreed"?  It's a Clive Barker movie, that takes place in Alberta (!!) and features David Cronenberg heavily.  I think it has just blown my mind... in a way that isn't entirely comfortable.  On a completely unrelated note, I have a story posted in the RemixRedux archive that's up now, but I can't tell you it's name just yet (it's a mystery.)  It's rather lame anyway, but I'm happy to have something finished.  Less drag, more slash.  Got it.

08:54 pm: "I just want to build buildings high for you..."

Wow. 

Yeah.  It's me.  It seems like I haven't posted in four-hundred years, at least.  Have I been focused on my studies, pouring over rare texts in an enthusiastic attempt to be accepted into grad school?  Um.  Have I been turning my attention to writing fiction starring my OWN characters, fiction that I could market in a desperate bid to make a living?  Not really.  Have I been having way too much fun with the loveliest woman in creation?  Yes, indeed.  (Worth it, oh, worth it.)  BUT for those of you remember who I am, and still have the slightest interest in whether I will ever write fanfic again (anyone? anyone? Bueller?) I decided to post a little something about my works-in-progress.  Because I AM writing.  And I will have something posted (good Lord willing) very shortly.

This Much I Do Remember:  Snape/Lupin, long, angsty, and smut-tastic.  What's not to love?

Tremble:  Lupin/Tonks, Lupin/Black....  short, sad, and nearly finished.  Written for a Challenge that I wasn't in time for.  Het that wishes it was slash.

A Love Song for Susan Bones:  This is my current favourite.  A serious seduction fic, featuring Pansy Parkinson, and the as-of-yet unknown Susan Bones!  I'm going to try to write femmeslash that is actually sexy and less depressing, unlike my first foray into that genre.  Yum.

Wonder of Wonders:  A Christmas Snarry fic that wasn't in time for Christmas.  I guess I could always wait until next year... but where's the fun in that?

Spellbinder:  Last but not least.  Snarry in the classic sense, written pre-HBP, thus rendering it AU.  Long, angsty, smut-filled... with a guest appearance by the Goddess herself.  I was just going to abandon it to the slash-gods, but if there's any interest at all I will try to finish it.

There.  So.  At least I'm keeping busy...

 

11:04 pm:

Greetings from England!  I can never think of things to post anymore, and while my latest slash fic ("This Much I Do Remember") is coming along slowly but surely, I feel that my lj needs some company in the meantime.  It gives my fingers some exercise (they're getting fat from all the fried sausage...ugh.)  So there's this, brought to you by the brilliance that is McSweeney's list section. 

THINGS HAGRID THE HALF-GIANT WOULD SAY IF HE SERVED JESUS INSTEAD OF HARRY POTTER.

Cheers, everyone.

08:29 pm:

Hey everyone.  I'm writing this from Jolly-Old-England, where I've just recently arrived on an exchange program.  Which is why I haven't posted for awhile.  And why I didn't finished my Quotes Challenge fic.  And why starkiller probably hates me.  Seriously though, I don't usually like to post things about my life on the lj, but I felt like posting something.  And this poetry meme caught my eye. 

I'm feeling kind of lonely, and missing my girlfriend like crazy, so it's an excellent time for poetry.  And while this particular poem has been a favourite of mine for a long time, it seems particularly meaningful now. 

Words, Wide Night by Carol Ann Duffy

Somewhere on the other side of this wide night
and the distance between us, I am thinking of you.
The room is turning slowly away from the moon.

This is pleasurable.  Or shall I cross that out and say
it is sad?  In one of the tenses I am singing
an impossible song of desire that you cannot hear.

La lala la.  See?  I close my eyes and imagine the dark hills I would have to cross
to reach you.  For I am in love with you

and this is what it is like, or what it is like in words.

 

Goodnight, baby.

01:11 pm: Worse Things (RL/SS)

New fic here, for the International Day of Slash.  That's right, it exists, and it's July 1st.  The same day as Canada Day.  Coincidence?  I think NOT.  Obviously Canada is the slashiest country going, and I'm damn proud to be a part of it.  In honour of these special occasions, I thought I'd combine my love for both, and write some RPS of Paul Martin/Stephen Harper (the love that dare not speak its name.)  Oh, the angst.  Oh, the political intrigue.  Oh, the delicious smut taking place in uniquely Canadian locations: the CN Tower, the Parliament Buildings, MuchMusic headquarters... possibly a quickie on a Maritime fishing boat.  Sigh... I'm a sucker for romance.  But then I remembered I already had to finish my challenge for the IDOS yahoo group, and that left no time for Martin/Harper (affectionately nicknamed Marper.)

I wrote this story in about two days, and it's fairly uneventful.  I was just happy to get it finished.  Please don't judge too harshly (or judge harshly, but then be willing to forgive.)  In the words of Ed Wood: "My next movie (er... fanfic) will be better."  Also, this is my first foray into Snupin, which I plan to continue with in my next piece.  (Tentatively titled "This Much I Do Remember" just in case anyone was interested.  It'll be hella long, and I'll be posting the first bit fairly shortly.)  Have a pleasant day celebrating all that is delightfully Canadian, and all that is scandalously slash.  Mia out.

Title: Worse Things

Author: Mia Ugly

Fandom: Harry Potter (my OTF, apparently...)

Pairing: Remus Lupin/Severus Snape

Rating: PG

Disclaimer: These characters and their world belong wholly and completely to ME. HA! Except... the exact opposite of that.

Notes: written for the IDOS "Poetry into Prose" Challenge.  The quote that I was given (for inspiration only) was:

"And fare thee weel, my only Luve,
And fare thee weel awhile!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho’ it ware ten thousand mile."

- Robert Burns "A Red, Red Rose"

Read more:  There are worse things than being alone, so I've learned to retreat at the first sign of danger...

 

03:17 pm: Hush (HP/SS)

Gah.  Well, here it is.  My last minute entry into Wave VIII of Dusk til Dawn.  Shall I bash it now, or shall I bash it later?  Now would probably be for the best.  Just a word of warning: it's more of a mood piece than anything.  There really isn't as much plot as I would have liked, but sometime around the beginning of June, my muse just stopped working for me.  She was all like "Hey, the weather's getting nicer, and school's out, and that emo girl with the lip ring over there keeps offering to buy me candy apple martinis... I think I'm going to take some time off. That isn't a problem, is it Mia?" So I don't like the way the story ultimately turned out (and neither did my beta, FYI) but I'm happy to have something finished.  So there.  Any constructive criticism is always welcome.  I swore I was going to take a break from challenges for awhile, and just write what I want to, when I remembered that I've ALREADY signed up for the IDOS "Poetry into Prose" challenge.  Yeah.  Brilliant.  Due on the 30th.  Hopefully my muse will recover from her hangover in time.

Title: Hush
Author: Mia Ugly
Rating: soft R (sorry everyone...)
Pairing: HP/SS
Disclaimer: These characters and their world are the property of J.K. Rowling and several other rich and powerful corporations. But I'm sure this is how it all really turns out.
Feedback: yes please
Beta: the fabulous Fast 9's. Thanks for the input; sorry I didn't make better use of it.
Archive: Part of the From Dusk till Dawn Severus Snape/Harry Potter Fuh-Q-Fest at http://www.kardasi.com/HPSS/storyindex.htm
Challenge: La Petite Morte: Sex and Sensuality

( Days are easier; Snape knows this now. )

09:44 pm:

This is going to end badly. 

You know it.  I know it.  My friends know it.  This is going to end bloody badly, and I will probably make a fool of myself before the week is out.  And right now I am desperately racing to finish my submission for Dusk til Dawn Wave VIII (a terrible, angsty and pointless little story, in which Snape is starting to act like an effeminate Southern aristocrat, "oh mah word" and all that) and there's thunder and lightening outside, but no rain, and I am quite thoroughly infatuated with someone that I should not be infatuated with.  Mad for.  Crazy about.  Fascinated by. (I'm trying to use these synonyms, because we do not say "love"; we do not say "love" even though my mouth aches to hold that word, warm and round and rough against my tongue.) 

This is going to end badly.

You know it.  I know it.  And yet - I had to take a break from my mad dash to the Fuh-Q-Fest finish line, to write this down.  To write something down, depressing and ridiculous though it may be.  To write anything.

"A man carried metal, carried gold

more than he could handle, more than he could hold

it weighed him down to a shallow grave

where his bones were beaten by a heat wave

while here it rains all night and it blows a sweet breeze

think I'll call you up and say please, baby, please.

I love you."

- Daniel Lanois

 

02:35 pm: Your beauty must be rubbing off on me...

You Are The Outlaw
"Sure, I'll do it. My way."
Just because you do not conform to the same laws and rules as everyone else does not mean that you are a bad guy. You travel your own path, separate from those around you, with your own reasons for doing what you do. Because of this and your own nature, it goes without saying that you are generally misunderstood. That does not matter much, though, as people love you for being who you are. You are pretty well set in your ways and have no real intention of changing. This can come across as a flicker of arrogance if your not careful. You do what is right for you, and God help anyone who stands in your way.

Which Classic Story Role Do You Play?
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11:31 pm: All the Pretty Girls 3/3

Here it is, my lovelies.  The final part of my HG/GW femmeslash fic, as promised.  This part is really kind of like an epilogue, and it is probably my least favourite of them all.  Poor ol' Ginny... Now that this is out of the way, someone give me a smack upside the head and tell me to get to work on my DUSK-TIL-DAWN submission!!!!  The boys of HP seem to take a backseat whenever the ladies are concerned. 

Title: All the Pretty Girls (3/3)

Pairing: Hermione Granger/Ginny Weasley

Rating: PG13 (overall)

Beta: the lovely Lilywhite

Disclaimer:  These characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and "The Man."  I make no money, and have no money besides - so suing me would probably be a waste of time.

Notes:  The works of Leonard Cohen are quoted throughout the story.  Thanks, Mr. Cohen.

( Dance me to the children who are asking to be born... )

05:25 pm: All the Pretty Girls, Part 2/3

Here's the second part of my femslash story, as promised. How exciting... 

For C. G. (Think I was blind before I met you. - Bright Eyes)

Title: All the Pretty Girls, Part 2

Pairing: Hermione Granger/Ginny Weasley, with my OTP in the background somewhere

Beta: the illustrious Lilywhite

Rating: PG13

Disclaimer:  These characters and their world are the property of J.K. Rowling and "the Man".  I make no money, and take no credit.

Notes:  Quotes throughout the story are from Leonard Cohen's Stranger Music.  I apologize for not noting this before.

( Let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone... )

07:38 pm: All the Pretty Girls (HG/GW)

Yeah, I know my last post was about this, but I felt the sudden urge to update my journal.  My Dusk-til-Dawn story is driving me insane, and I wanted to feel like I was getting something accomplished.  So here we go, first femslash piece ever, and all that.  This is a genre I thought I'd never write - it just seemed too close to home - but then I read "2nd Song" by eudaimon, and fell into deep smit.  This fic is arbitrarily broken down into a few chapters, but it is finished, so I'll be posting the rest of it shortly.  Special thanks to my beta "Lilywhite," who does not usually sink to this level of fangirlishness.  All feedback is appreciated, especially when it comes to Ginny's voice.  Honestly, she seems a little more cynical than canon-Ginny, but I'm too lazy to change the entire story.

For C. G.

Title: All the Pretty Girls (Part 1)

Pairing: Hermione Granger/Ginny Weasley

Rating: PG13 (overall)

Beta: Lilywhite

Disclaimer: You know the drill. These characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and "the Man." I make no money, and take no credit.

( All the Pretty Girls (Part 1) )