Reading, writing, and items of interest

[prillalar]

Item: The upside of the whole political debacle was that The National, in their "man on the street"-type interviews, brought to my attention an artist who does paintings of hockey brawls. Only. In. Canada. I am totally updating my holiday wishlist to include one of those.

Item: Writing fic on my iPhone in a moving vehicle is difficult but less difficult than I imagined. And it's starting to auto-correct "Kaisoh" to "Kaidoh" now. ♥

Item: santa_smex, the Prince of Tennis holiday fic exchange, has been posting for a few days now. I'm not reading pairings that don't interest me, but I'm reading a bit more widely than I might usually. Stories I've enjoyed:

+ The day Ryoma came back and what happened next - Horio/Sakuno with Tomoka, Dan, Katsuo, Kachiro, and Ryoma.
The kids are all grown up at 20. I enjoyed seeing how they were all a bit different and all a bit the same. And, OMG, HORIO. ♥

+ Rules of Attraction - Atobe/Mizuki, Mizuki/Atsushi
I giggled throughout! Mizuki is just a ball of charming, scheming, frustrated fun. Fantastic dialogue!

+ What a Wonderful World - Ryoma/Kevin
Christmas in New York. Kevin was damn cute and Ryoma was nicely surly.

And there's been some Yagyuu/Niou and Atobe/Ryoma. If you're into that sort of thing. :D

Item: I realised the other day while we were re-watching the first Rikkai matches that the only reason I don't read Yagyuu/Niou is Niou's terrible, terrible hair. That's so shallow that I'm deeply ashamed. But I Just. Can't. Deal with the rat tail. Not at all. I mean, if Kaidoh grew a rat tail like that, I'd drop him too. (He'd be darling with a mullet, though.) So sad. :(

Item: What would you buy Kaidoh for Christmas?

Comments

[prillalar]

I'm pretty fond of mullets. :) Also, I would pretend that he's a hockey player in that case. There is no bad.

A grey stripey one?

[longleggedgit.livejournal.com]

It depends on the type of mullet for me, really. If it's like, a rocker David Bowie mullet, totally. But if it's the Joe Dirt sort, no thank you. My dad had one of those for long enough that I'd just prefer never look at one again. . . .

Or calico! Or maybe all black. :3