wren_kt7oz: (w_Wren)
Can honestly say I've had less interesting weeks.

Started last Monday night with Sherlock from script to screen.

That was fascinating and amusing and just generally would have lifted the week into "remarkably memorable" category all on its own.

Mark Gatiss, Stephen Moffat and Sue Vertue talking about how the Sherlock series came into being and a little about the Christmas special.

They were witty and charming and insightful and most of all passionate about both the show and the original Sherlock Holmes. Lovely.

Then on Tuesday night and again on Thursday night (because I'm greedy), I was lucky enough to see Hugh Jackman's From Broadway to Oz.

He is not just a phenomenal showman, he's ... real. I don't know how else to put it. He comes across with such warmth and down to earth humour that I don't think I could ever be convinced that he's anything but "a bloody good bloke". The sort of bloke that if he wasn't an international super star you'd love to have for a next door neighbour.

If I hadn't had other commitments on Wednesday and Friday nights I would have gone to all four Melbourne shows.

If ever you have the chance to see him on stage, particularly in this kind of show where he gets to choose his own material and his own approach and line of patter, please don't hesitate for an instant.

He truly is a phenomenon and if I thought he was fabulous in The Boy From Oz (the Peter Allen musical) he was even more so in this show.

He sang musical theatre classics like My Boy Bill, Lucky Be a Lady Tonight, I Won't Dance and Singing in the Rain. He was supported by an orchestra and a whole chorus line which allowed him to stage a fabulous medley of "New York" songs, including Lullaby of Broadway and finish the first half with a little selection from Les Miserables including the wonderful first act finale One Day More complete with the "students" waving red flags and it gave me goosebumps as it always does.

In the second half he did a selection of things from Boy From Oz - I'm not the Boy Next Door which always makes me laugh a little, but it's wry laughter, and Silence, There's a Lady on the Stage, which makes me so nostalgic and quietly sad for the last years of the wonderful Judy Garland.

He sang I Still Call Australia Home and it made me cry.

He invited some Aboriginal artists to join him on stage and showed such respect to them and to their culture that it truly touched my heart.

All the way through the show he talked and joked and told yarns that brought smiles and chuckles and occasionally a laugh out loud moment.

And at the end he left everyone in that huge auditorium feeling that they'd spent the evening with a friend.

What an incredible gift!

It was an amazing week.

And after all that I've spent much of the weekend watching the "day/night" Test Match, bemused and trying to work out why anyone would prefer to watch cricket under stadium lights rather than under sunlight.

I don't think I'll ever understand that.

But as the first day/ night test in Aus seems to have attracted record crowds, I guess there's a lot of people who do.


To me ... just weird.
wren_kt7oz: (w_Wren)
Hi everyone

Sorry I've been missing in action since I got back.

I've had a nasty dose of flu (I swear it's the germ-soup that passes as "air" on the damned plane).

Anyway - just wanted to mention that the QAF gift exchange ([livejournal.com profile] qaf_giftxchnge) is on again this year.

If you want to give/ receive a gift, sign ups are here: SIGN UP but they close in the next few hours, so please hurry if you want to sign up.

Apologies for the late notice.

If you miss the deadline, please put comment on one of the sign up posts, I'm sure the Mod will be happy to take ones that are only a day or so late.
wren_kt7oz: (bj_510_hug)
Sorry, it's been so long since I've updated. Life has been complicated. But a little leisure time has allowed me to finish the chapter I've been working on for months.

As always, it's for Adults Only so by clicking on any of the links provided you are asserting that you fall into that category.

All previous chapters listed here: Homecoming/ Homework Index.


Homework #16: The Fallout Begins )



29 Sep 2015 10:13 am
wren_kt7oz: (W_Holy Trinity_Stratford)
So I got to Cardiff last night completely exhausted. (It was kind of a busy weekend in Bilbao and I was still jet-lagged.)

I'd known I would be in need of some R&R so I'd booked myself into the St David's hotel. They upgraded me to the executive suite on the top floor. This is a lifestyle I could get used to all too quickly! (If only I had the cash to maintain it!)
Welcome basket.


Outer room



Bedroom (including cute towel animal thingy)


And the view from my private balcony





Okay my breakfast has just been delivered so more later.



29 Sep 2015 09:51 am
wren_kt7oz: (w_Wren)
I've just noticed that autocorrect changed "this year" to "his year" twice in the post I did yesterday.

wren_kt7oz: (GR_LA_Gale)
Well, it's over and I'm back in the UK for a few weeks holiday.

I'll try to post some detailed memories of the weekend over the next few days but for now let's just say that I had a blast and I think everyone else did too and maybe even Gale didn't totally hate it.

At least even he had a few laughs during the weekend and he got to talk with all his usual passion about some of his favourite films.

The memorable Gale moments for me personally were the two photo sessions when we shared a couple of silly jokes together, the lovely little brunch that really did feel like half a dozen friends sharing a coffee, with the conversation being just general chit chat about subjects that interested us all rather than any sort of question and answer session directed at him, and the few words that I got to share with him on our walkabout over the bridge.

But all the sessions went well and the organisation was much better this year which made things more enjoyable.

Of course, in some ways the real joy for many of us isn't just a chance to spend some time with Gale, it's the companionship and laughter we share with the friends we have made over the years. Including some new ones his year.

Of course there were some familiar faces missing his year, which was sad, and they were very much in our thoughts over the weekend as we reminisced about past events. Hopefully we'll catch up with many in Toronto next year.

For all the lovely ones who were there this year, thank you so much for once again making this such a special weekend. And for those who couldn't make it, please know that you were missed.
wren_kt7oz: (w_Wren)
I have my internet connection back, but not enough time to do anything with it.

This doesn't look like changing any time in the near future.

If I come across one more instance of someone using the word "disinterested" when they mean "uninterested" I'm going to seriously lose it.

And don't start me on the "then"/ "than" thing.

While I'm on about language, the correct expression is "if that's what (insert pronoun/ name here) thinks, they've got another think coming". It is not "another thing coming". Why would it be? Seriously.

And of course, I'm firmly in the court of those who believe that the expression is "make do" (as in "I don't have any fresh milk, so I'll make do with long life"). I.e. I will make long life milk do the job of fresh milk. I cannot begin to conceive why anyone would think that "make due" makes any sense at all in that context. I'm not expecting to get an invoice for either kind of milk.


I've had to do a lot of reading of various materials over the last month or so (as well as a little fan fic in my rare leisure moments) and I am totally over the fact that not only do people seem to have an aversion to writing any sentence with more than six or seven words, but I keep running across the same little irritants over and over so by now I'm seeing them as seriously egregious.

I blame Dan Brown. Seriously. Almost single-handedly he has lowered the bar of popular literature to the point where reading the sort of simplistically written ... I'm trying to think of a relatively inoffensive word here, but none will come ... drivel is the best I can do ... he churns out is actually adversely affecting people's ability to use language.

Sorry, I just needed to whinge a little.

I hope you're all well and looking forward to the weekend.
wren_kt7oz: (w_Wren)
Hopefully Australia won't be too far behind.

wren_kt7oz: (bj_House announcement dinner)
Well, miracle of miracles, another Homework chapter.

As always, it's for Adults Only, by clicking on any of the links, you're asserting you fall into that category.

All previous chapters are here: Homecoming/ Homework Index.

PS. I know I still owe a number of responses to last week's comments. I'll get there. I have to admit I've been working on this instead, because Brian came up with the first line and I knew what the last line was and I had to write the bit in the middle before it got away from me.


Last time, the boys had finally reached the housewarming party they started planning back in Chicago, many moons ago. This time, more about that party, and about Gus's own little housewarming do, and then about the visitors they have the next day.

Homework #15: Visitors and Visitations )

wren_kt7oz: (w_Wren)
Confession first - I've just made an amendment to Chapter 14 of Homework. I blush to admit that I'd totally forgotten that Justin had remembered the Prom dance until someone (the ever wonderful Miss Miko) pointed it out to me. So I've changed that paragraph a little.

The squeeing is almost totally unrelated to QAF. Almost.

As some of you may know I am a huge Benedict Cumberbatch fan - have been ever since I saw him in Amazing Grace and a couple of Brit TV shows before ever Sherlock came along.

Anyway - I managed to get a ticket to see him in Hamlet, and planned a month long trip to the UK around it.

(That worked out fairly well when the Gale Harold fanmeet was announced, because all I had to do was to tweak the dates a little so that instead of the trip starting with Hamlet it now starts with Gale and finishes with Hamlet.)

But then on Friday night, I got notice that Sir Kenneth Brannagh is staging some stuff in London at the Garrick Theatre, The seasons opens with Shakespeare's The Winter's Tale, starting on 17th October - just before I come home. And I actually managed to get online and get a ticket.

Now, I'd be quite thrilled about seeing Ken Brannagh, because I've been lucky enough to follow his career almost from the beginning - I got to see his Henry V at Stratford in 1984 (I can not believe it was more than 30 years ago!). And that same season he appeared as Laertes in Hamlet and Navarre in Love's Labours Lost (I can still remember laughing myself silly over that one).

Anyway, lovely as it will be to see Sir Ken as Leontes, even better ... and the thing that has me absolutely sqeeuing with delight ... is that Dame Judi Dench is playing Paulina.

I have adored Judi Dench ever since I saw her in a TV screening of a trilogy of plays called Talking to a Stranger back in 1966.

I've been lucky enough to see her on stage several times but to have the chance to see her even once more is such an amazing gift, it seems like a small miracle.

I can hardly wait.

*squees to herself quietly and happily*

(Oh, and if you ever come across the dramatised version of the Winnie the Pooh stories, with Dame Judi and her (sadly deceased) husband Michael as narrators, Geoffrey Palmer as Eyeore and the wonderful Stephen Fry as Pooh, treat yourself. Don't let the little ones have all the fun!
wren_kt7oz: (w_Wren)

Hi everyone

It's totally shocking to me that this is the first time I've posted a Homework chapter this year. I can hardly believe it.

Partly that was due to the unexpected demands of my muse to explore the strange, yet somehow oddly compelling world of the Love's Not Time's Fool trilogy.

Partly it's been due to the usual chaos that strikes in the first quarter of every year in my job (which also meant that I missed out on catching up with my friends in Cologne).

And partly it's because i just couldn't find a way to split this chapter anywhere so instead of being around 4000 - 5000 words as usual it's over 8000.

For some reason I blame Justin.

Anyway, here it is at last, Chapter 14 of Homework.

As always, this one is for Adults Only so by clicking any of the links provided you are asserting that you fall into that category.

In case you've totally forgotten what the whole thing is about, all previous chapters are here: Homecoming/ Homework Index.

But if you just want a quick reminder:

The boys are looking after Gus while Lindsay gets her head together, they've moved into their new house and are planning their housewarming party, which is going to represent and celebrate, at least in their eyes, their commitment to each other, whatever unconventional form that might take.

Homework #14: Celebrations )

wren_kt7oz: (PPP_BJ_St Pat's_kiss shamrock)
For all those with a touch of the blarney in their soul ...

A little BJ drabble for St Pat's Day.

Stubborn as an Irishman

Justin wishes that Brian wasn't always so fucking … Irish.

His pig-headedness combined with the fucked up ideas he gets sometimes is infuriating.

Like his "no carbs" thing. Attempts to persuade him that there are no more carbs in pasta sugo pomodoro than there are in the designer beers he downs in copious quantities are simply doomed. "Pasta" equals excessive carbs, "booze" zero carbs in Brian-world.

Tonight Justin's cooking Irish Stew and the pig-headed prick had better eat it or he'll be celebrating St Patrick's Day alone.

Brian should know by now that WASP or not, Justin can out-stubborn any Irishman.

Happy St Patrick's Day everyone! May the luck of the Irish always be with you. Happy St Patrick's Day everyone! May the luck of the Irish always be with you. Happy St Patrick's Day everyone! May the luck of the Irish always be with you.

And for those of you who've never heard it ... Tommy Fleming's eerily beautiful version of Danny Boy. If the beginning sounds a little strange, start from 2 minutes in.

wren_kt7oz: (w_Wren)
I've had this in my mind all week, and haven't found time to actually write it. So here it is at last - the companion piece to this week's earlier drabble.

Sensuality 2

Justin Taylor, like every other fag on earth, finds Brian Kinney sexually attractive.

But that’s a thing apart from the beauty Justin sees in Brian.

For Justin, Brian’s physical being reveals the true beauty of the man’s character.

In the graceful upward sweep of his neck, Justin sees the man’s pride; in the musculature of back and thighs, he recognizes Brian’s strength; and in the long slender fingers he reads the tenderness which his lover can rarely express in words.

For Justin, these things enrich the world in the same way as Van Gogh’s sunflowers, Monet’s waterlilies and Michelangelo’s David.

wren_kt7oz: (w_Wren)
The way my mind drifts during boring conference calls!

Carnality meets sensuality with maybe even a dash of romance. Brian's view of Justin.

Sensuality I

Brian Kinney does not stop to smell the roses. He doesn't even stop to smell the cologne on his latest trick. So many men, so little time.

But there's an exception to this express-fuck methodology.

When it comes to Justin, he indulges in a more leisured approach. To Brian, Justin's body is a veritable garden of olfactory delights – citrus cologne and shampoo, salt-sweaty armpits, musky groin, even the sour perfume of Justin's toes can make Brian salivate. Most of all he relishes the sweet bitter tang of Justin's luscious ass.

These are scents to savor.

Who the fuck needs roses?

wren_kt7oz: (a_bj_remember)
Don't quite know how to introduce this one. It's a death!fic Valentine's story. If you haven't read the first two in this series it will make no sense at all and will probably give you conniptions. If you have read them, then it probably won't come as too much of a shock that having written the first two of the trilogy based around dead!Justin, it's not totally unexpected that this one is a Brian death!fic.

You have been warned. You're just going to have to trust me a little. Dead or alive, he's still (I hope) recognisably Brian.

And the way I see it, it's still ridiculously romantic with a resounding happily-ever-after. But maybe that's just me.

I also suspect that the whole thing is one of the best things I've ever written, but again, maybe I'm biased.

As always, all chapters are for Adults Only and by clicking on any of the links you are indicating that you fall into that category.

The characters are not mine, I just borrowed them for a while to play with.

If you're brave enough to try this one, the earlier chapters are here:

Love's Not Time's Fool

A Winter's Tale: Love's Not Time's Fool2

In the Bleak Midwinter: Love's Not Time's Fool 3 )

wren_kt7oz: (bj_devouring)
I'm working on a Valentine's Day fic - the third and final chapter of the Love's Not Time's Fool trilogy.

Meanwhile, to get us all in the mood, a couple of Valentine's drabbles.


To Brian, the whole concept of celebrating Valentine’s is completely beneath contempt.

But he has a partner with a not so secret romantic side, and a bunch of friends who will be all over him about how he needs to show their precious Sunshine how special he is.

That’s actually one thing Brian has no argument with. Justin is special, and what they’ve somehow built together is beyond special.

So while sneering as usual at other people’s Valentine’s preparations he’s also making his own plans.

He figures Valentine’s Day breakfast on the Rive Gauche should be pretty much "special" enough.


It’s February and Justin is wondering how to handle the Valentine’s Day thing.

His more cynical side agrees with Brian that it’s a commercial farce, but the romantic who still lurks in his psyche thinks, “Fuck that!”

After all they’ve been through Justin figures they deserve to celebrate still being alive, let alone still together.

Besides, he’s in love dammit and he’s going to celebrate that.

Flowers and chocolates are out, but Brian loves the gift bag of colored condoms, luxury lube, flavored body paints and erotic toys and they put it to very good use in their Paris hotel.

wren_kt7oz: (w_Wren)
Hi everyone

For those that haven't checked out the [livejournal.com profile] qaf_gftxchnge entries (and why not? I ask), I thought I'd post a link to the two vids that were made for my requests. One was a gift, the other my raffle prize. Here is the link to the first - made by the extraordinary [livejournal.com profile] maybe742 based on Rod Stewart's version of My Way of Giving.

I don't think until I'd seen the vid that I appreciated just how well the lyrics fitted BJ.

And the second, by the lovely and talented [livejournal.com profile] qafmaniac is this one, based on Leonard Cohen's Dance Me to the End of Love

I do love seeing our boys dancing their troubles away.

And finally, as an extra treat, the story that was written for me by [livejournal.com profile] sfscarlet which to me captures Brian's "everything has to be a prodcution number with you" side perfectly. *g* The Trip.

wren_kt7oz: (XXX_Christmas_galeandrandy merry christm)
This was the second of the fics written for [livejournal.com profile] qaf_giftxchnge this year.

Silenced Nights copy

Silenced Nights )

Again - please do check out the other fics, vids, icons, etc, that were this year's offerings. I honestly believe that this endeavour every year is one of the great gifts of this fandom and would like to take two seconds to thank [livejournal.com profile] mander3_swish for all her hard work in pulling it together.

Queer As Folk Gift Exchange 2014

wren_kt7oz: (XXX_Christmas galeandrandy kissable)
Hi everyone

I'm now free to post the two fics that I wrote for [livejournal.com profile] qaf_giftxchnge for 2014.

This is the first.

DC_final small

Pittsburgh DC )

PS Please do check out the rest of the offerings, because there were some great ones - including two wonderful vids that were done for me and my story gift.

Queer as Folk Gift Exchange 2014

wren_kt7oz: (bj_House announcement dinner)
For Halloween I wrote a strange not-so-little AU in which Brian is over 60 when he meets Justin who's a ghost.

At the end of that story Brian was expecting a visit from Gus, the son he barely knows.

This is the story of what happens when Gus arrives a few days before Thanksgiving.

As always with my fics it is for Adults Only and by clicking on any of the links you are asserting that you fall into that category.

To have it make any sense at all, you will need to have read the first story, which is here:

Love's Not Time's Fool

Now here is the sequel. Be warned it's un-beta'd because I wanted to post it tonight, and it's not awfully kind (indirectly) to Linds and Melanie. It's also a little bitter-sweet. But I kind of like it. I hope you do too.

A Winter's Tale (Love's Not Time's Fool 2 )



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