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My hobbies include reading, writing and doing neither of those things

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Communication has been lost with the Madleen, the last posting from activists aboard indicated they were being surrounded and boarded by the Israeli army in international waters.

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The first rule of cable management is "out of sight, out of mind"

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A little late posting this, but Hani Almadhoun has posted the weekly update on the Gaza Soup Kitchen fundraiser page!

They're operating pop-up kitchens, delivering food and medicine to medical posts, and running water trucks wherever they can.

You should read about the good they're doing and donate if you can!

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if you're feeling powerless right now—and god knows I am—here's a reminder you can donate to the National Network of Abortion Funds, the Trans Law Center, Gaza Soup Kitchen, the Palestine Children's Relief Fund, and hundreds of other charities that will work to mitigate the damage that has been and will continue to be inflicted

life continues. we still have the capacity to do good, important work. that matters

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Jackie Sabbagh, “Having a Great Time Being Transgender in America Lately”

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ok so Wow

full audio here X

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we love what we have by Mosab Abu Toha

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happy tdov never kill yourself

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Q’s Reading Fixed Point Diaries Chapter :’) sixteen :’) oh no it’s nearly over edition (methinks I’ll do the last two together for the grand final)

Oh, to be a time traveling ferret with not a care in the world… amd now you said living room (LIVING ROOM) and I’m reminded of our old director house idea. Good times.

EMMIE MY LOVEEEE HELLO

Emmie please pull some director strings, they’re all setting down and being happy and wrapping things up and I’d like to have a word with whoever wrote this because this is not ok.

Gonna wait for you to catch up before I give you more reading work I promise. Happy spring! I think! Love!!

happy spring (it's snowstorming as i speak)

omg the director house!!! thinking of them. and their living room (living room) (living room)...

one of my favourite parts of this chapter was trevor eating the time watch. another was the rain. i'm just very fond of Them. across time and space or whatever the saying is. they're a fixed point they're meant to be!!!!!

looking forward to your grand finale :) love!!!

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ttau chapter 15!!! we’re ignoring the fact that we’re officially at “X to last” numbers!!

Sandra pov hello!!! And omg I just remembered what’s probably happening in this chapter. I can smell my three dollars.

YES I WIN muahaha this is all my clever self helped not even a tiny bit by good writing. Three dollars please.

Omg is he going to interview all of them. I love it.

TTAU mentioned!! And I blinked and like half the chapter went by but wtf has the elevator got against robert.

And Ness is The Main Character again, as. she. should. be!

That was a very smooth read so I didn’t have many thoughts before it was already over… maybe I should watch some mmni soon.

Love you!

X to last? doesn't exist. this fic actually goes on forever and ever.

oscar appears! he is cryptic! he shares his chips! he's one of many? i'll get him to give you three dollars just shout into the void when you want it dropped off and he'll send an eggplant man

Main Character Vanessa my dearly beloved. she's just so perfect for this!! i love her so much

:) <3

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Oh my god they killed Hossam Shabat

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running errands like kurt vonnegut

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Hundreds of Gazans martyred in only 2 hours. I can't emotionally comprehend the abject hatred israelis have for Palestinians and the need to kill, kill, and kill without a care in the world.

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can I do more than one number? I'd love to know 1 (any fic), 2, 31, and/or 34!! 💜

you are so welcome to do more than one number! forgive me for the belated answer, haha - it took me a bit to think of and write up a scene for number 1. all answers under the cut!

2. Which fic is your pride and joy?

it's a cop-out to say I love them all (even though I do!) so I will have to go with the ones that got the extra oomph - bean's beans and fixed point theory. these two fics in particular I really poured myself into, both with the music (beans) and with the absolute breadth of it (fixed point). sometimes fic for me is about learning new things! learning how to compose, learning how to plot something huge, learning how to commit. and god, what a reward, to have a complete thing at the end to share. I'm so proud of them both and getting to see them be well-received is the perfect cherry on top. <3

31. What fic meant the most to you to write?

I thought about this one for a bit, because there's a lot of different ways things can mean a lot, but in the end it probably has to be the sides & all the corners. is it a surprise to say that there's a great amount of my heart inside my one fic with (permanent) character death? to be honest, I think it's because of the way it's grounded, in some ways more firmly in reality than my other cornley works. there's a level of absurdity to cornley as a concept that makes for some really fun plots and throwaways and characters, etc, but when we get down to the bones of a drama society growing old and turning over, a lot of that absurdity got pared down into something much more raw. beloved still, yes. but different.

to some degree, it's also because of the particulars regarding chris's story and the familiarity it carries. but really, like all of them, it's about learning to live in all these different iterations; before, during, and after huge changes and all that that signifies. being together. being Not Together. the world spins madly on.

anyway if I think about it too hard I get indescribable feelings about it so that should answer your question.

34. What is your favourite fic to get comments/messages on?

totally taking the cop-out on this one. I love them all <3 however I will relent and say that sometimes it's fun to get comments on the smaller ones/oneshots because they're a little less... exciting? I guess? and even though they're not necessarily as Plotty or Cool as some of my other works, it's still nice to hold them up to the sun every once in a while. my little sprout fics 🌱

1. Write a scene from [INSERT FIC] in another character's POV.

I chose a bit of Dennis and Jonathan interacting in i (was) the ensemble, because there's something fascinating about Dennis catching onto all the different Jonathans and I wanted to continue not explaining it. :)

Something has changed between when Dennis left the stage and now, he realises, toying with the ribbon of his marotte and watching the rehearsal proceedings idly. Chris and Max are marking things with the camera crew. Robert's standing in the background watching them like a hawk, or an owl. And Jonathan's - different.

He wasn't different earlier. But Dennis knows things, sometimes, in the same way he knows the things he doesn't have to think about anymore, like how to breathe and that it'll probably be cloudy outside. He knows his friends and what it feels like when he's with them. It feels right, most of the time. Feels like home.

Jonathan, though. At some point between Jonathan leaving to check a suspicious rust stain on his armour and him trundling back, clomping loudly across the floor, he's become a different Jonathan. Dennis can tell even without speaking to him: it's the way the air around him tastes, maybe, this electricity behind his face. Like how to breathe. Dennis knows.

"You're not supposed to be here," he says, because it's true. He's met this Jonathan once before, almost two years ago, during a rehearsal run for something he barely remembers. This Jonathan wasn't supposed to be there then, either; there's Jonathan and then there's Jonathan, two identical paper cutouts tugged slightly out of alignment, familiar silhouette warping and blurring in their overlap.

Not Quite Jonathan sits on the bench next to Dennis. "I'm done for now," he says. "They moved to another scene."

Max is pitching something to Chris, and Chris is getting that look on his face like he's only entertaining it because the alternative would mean he'd have to put up with a sad Max for the rest of the day and he doesn't want to. Jonathan's not necessary for a while yet.

Dennis shakes his head. "I didn't mean that." Not Quite Jonathan doesn't seem aware that he's out of place. He never has, really. Dennis wonders what's happened to him, to make him slip through himself like this. "You're not supposed to be here."

Jonathan stills. Has Dennis convinced him? His confusion suggests not. "Where else am I supposed to be?"

And that's something that Dennis has been wondering, too, on and off since they first met and shared snacks. Where is this Jonathan meant to be? Isn't he out of his depth, careening about his body in all these iterations? Isn't he scared? Doesn't it hurt?

"I don't know," says Dennis. Maybe it doesn't hurt. Maybe he's just along for whatever rollercoaster he's been stuck in. But he also feels lost, in that same indescribable way, and even if it's not a novelty, it still hurts a bit. This is a Jonathan who, while not Dennis's current Jonathan, is still some Dennis's Jonathan. And Some Dennis needs all his friends, just like Now Dennis does. He says, "I wish I knew how to get you home."

"This is home," says Not Quite Jonathan. "I've never lived anywhere else?"

Dennis is used to being misunderstood. He opens his mouth to clarify, but Annie shouts for him, and he has to go be present before they start shouting at him instead. "Sorry, Jonathan't," he says, because he can't call him Jonathan - he's not, quite. He'll try to explain again later, if Not Quite Jonathan's still here. See if he can fix anything next time.

But when Jonathan joins them onstage, he's Jonathan again. Dennis doesn't say anything about it. He hopes the other one made it back to where he belongs.

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I copy pasted parts of this but I do hand letter everything, because while I'm trying to work easier as I'm chronically ill, I am still chronically stupid

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chapter 14? Already?? Now that’s what I call time travel.

Oh, the implications. And Zeeee my darling girl hello. What is it with fucking roofs, I nearly got got just there. Saved by a text.

I’b fine. Emmie. Emmie how could you I made a noise.

Bone Streettttt! “Who are you” why is that so funny. And “she’s been holding annie’s hand for half an hour. Incredible.” Why is Ness me.

They’re all back together omggggg! So excited to continue. I think I saw a tease to confirm my prediction from the fucking stone age. Very excited to be owed whatever it is I decided that bet was. Muah!

now that's what i call time travel babey!!! we are living in timelines unbeknownst to man.

zee on a roof <3 what can I say i'm obsessed with her. she's got a lot of feelings and half of them are varying levels and expressions of rage. and my boy dennis is allergic to everything WHAT CAN I SAY he's me. he gets my allergies bc i love him

Group Cornley is a group again! ...but for how long? we shall have to see. and I may owe you three (3) dollars but nothing has been confirmed yet. yet!

see u soon!! <3