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Apr. 20th, 2009

Roslin Adama

BSG withdrawal can be rough

Wow it has been a long time since I posted here.  RL and all can so get in the way.  Hope I haven't missed too much...although I have been silent I have been lurking
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Sep. 9th, 2008

Roslin Adama

all I need is a little more stress

Just a little more. Stress is really a good thing right...it had better be because that is all I seem to have these days is stress.  Slightly abnormal cells....just need to get some new tests.  It is probably nothing but it is a nothing I can't stop thinking about.  It could be anything...it be nothing...it could be cancer. 

So now I need to get make a new appointment with the referred OB/GYN and get more tests. 

Aug. 28th, 2008

Roslin Adama

BSG fic inspired by the 1/2 season finale

I haven't been able to get this out of my head so I am trying a posting purge.  I have also written myself into a corner and don't know which way to take this story if it is worth taking it anywhere at all.  So here is it....suggestions and comments are welcome.


Set: Earth
Characters: Bill Adama & Laura Roslin


She couldn't believe what she was seeing. The desolation. The ruin and carnage stretched for as far as the eye could see.  She couldn't look at him. She couldn't look at any of them.

Had she really lead them all to this? Had it all been for this? She wanted to scream, cry, something, but all she could do was stare.  The harder she gripped her arms about herself the number and more nauseated she felt.

She hissed in a breath at his touch. "Let's get outta here." he said.  His voice sounded so far away almost muffled. He spoke louder applying more pressure to her shoulder when she did not react.  "Madame President"  again his voice sounded like something out of a dream.  "Laura!" the sudden hard shake he gave her snapped her gaze to his. "We're leaving."   "And going where?" she almost spat the words. "Go where, Bill?" She couldn't hide the pain in her eyes.

They walked away in silence. Instead of sitting in the rear of the raptor the Admiral dismissed the pilot. She watched it all unfold around her but did not truly experience it. They sat side by side in the cockpit consumed by silence. Maybe...it was a dream...a vision she could wake from.  Maybe she was dead and this was Hades.  The cylons betrayed them first and they had all been killed.  The ship blown to hell.  That ....would be too easy and things in her life were never that easy. Her mind continued to shout 'What do we do now!  What the frak do we do now.'

"This isn't Earth." She wasn't certain how many times he had repeated the phrase. Only his volume and the pressure of his hand on hers let her know that she hadn't heard it the first time around. "What?"  "This isn't Earth." he said again. She stared at him as though he spoke a foreign tongue.  "This", he gestured with his free hand, "This is just another maker."  She shook her head slowly from side to side as he spoke.  "Just another sign post"  The sad smile she gave him was answered by a firm squeeze of her hand as he turned to gaze out the raptor's front window.  

He hadn't given up hope.

"What if it isn't, Bill?"  She didn't look at him as she spoke. "If this is Earth...?" her voice trailed off.  She closed her eyes. She would have shed a tear if she had any tears left.  "I led them here... to this"  Her eyes never left the window, he watched as she fought to maintain her control, to keep everything in check.  She dropped her gaze to her lap. "They're punishing me." The words passed her lips as a hoarse strangled sound. 

"Who?"
"The gods...God" She whispered still not looking at him.
"Laura, don't be foolish." He reached out for her as he spoke. "This..." he paused searching for the correct words. "You have always put the people, the fleet, first. No matter what happens or will happen.... You, you are the reason that the human race still exists." 

~to be continued hopefully....
now I have a giant case of writer's block...suggestions on where to go would be welcomed
I tried to stay in character and I don't want to go all AU.
Thanks
~B

Aug. 14th, 2008

Roslin Adama

Mary mentioned in an article

 
Found a mention of Mary McDonnell and the critics thoughts about the emmy nominations


http://www.variety.com/index.asp?layout=print_story&articleid=VR1117990499&categoryid=1985
Roslin Adama

light at the end of the tunnel

 So I am back from student teaching hell. I have a few days to not deal with kids but then it all starts again,....ahhhh
I just hope I make it to december

Aug. 13th, 2008

Roslin Adama

Fanfic for BSG-Bill's POV

This scene has been floating endlessly in my head. I was hoping that I could put it to rest if I finally wrote it out.

Feedback is welcome.  I am always trying to improve my writing.


disclaimer...
don't own it...just borrowing


About time…
 
 
It really is all about time. Is there enough time? Can time truly be wasted? Can things really take too long? It was about time.
He had waited for what felt like an eternity to know. He had hoped, even suspected but to finally hear her say it. He could still hear her voice in his ear, the whispered, “I love you.” He had been so afraid that he would never see her again but he had refused to give up hope. The 3 had assured him that the President and his people on-board the basestar were safe but he needed to see them with his own eyes before he believed. The raptor door appeared to open at an excruciatingly slow pace. She stood on the hanger deck waiting for him. He struggled to contain his emotions. It took every ounce of self control to keep from running to her and sweeping her up in his arms. She looked different to him somehow. The look of such genuine relief on her face as he approached was replaced by apprehension as he said, “Missed you.” He could not help but draw her into an embrace as she whispered her emotional response, “Me too.” He hadn’t expected her to say anything as they held each other. She must have his relief as he absorbed her words. “I love you.” She had whispered as her embrace tighten around him. His voice failed him and the tightening of his embrace was the only answer he could manage until he looked in her eyes. His words, “About time”, brought a soft smile to her face. Her eyes danced when she smiled.  He kissed her temple causing her to laugh as she fought back tears and pulled him into a crushing embrace.   
It is all about time. Now, he could only hope that there would be enough time. 

fin
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Jul. 15th, 2008

Roslin Adama

Jumpcon's apology as posted on the web site


Thank you for posting the jumpcon cancelation report.
This is what I found on the web site
Supposedly ticket prices will be refunded.....here's hoping


Message from Shane Concerning JumpCon Boston

Submitted by admin on Tue, 07/15/2008 - 13:36

Announcement to fans coming to JumpCon Boston:

I regret to announce the cancellation of our Boston event. Many factors that needed to come together
to make it happen simply did not. We tried everything humanly possible and
were unable to overcome the insurmountable obstacles. This is not to say
that I don't take the blame myself, I do. I wanted to see this succeed so
badly that I was blinded to some warning signs that should have been
obvious. If I have learned anything through this process it's that running a
convention business is far more intricate and fraught with peril than it
seemed at the outset. I fully apologize to all the fans who've been
inconvenienced by this late announcement and assure them that we're in the
process of getting you all refunds. I know there are airfare and other
considerations for which you will be liable and for that I am truly sorry.
I wanted to let you know today rather than keep trying to pull this off and
end up like FedCon USA where the fans were already in attendance. Please
accept my humble apology, but I'll understand if you can't.

To all the consultants and industry experts that were brought in to help; I
thank them and hold them blameless as they advised me and tried to do what
they could to help. They should not be held accountable for my actions, they
should be lauded for what they did try to accomplish based on what they had
to work with.

To all of the media guests that were to appear at our events; I want to say
- I am sorry that this has happened and has put some of you into your own
troubles by declining work, saying no to other conventions, and other
issues. My intentions were honorable and I expected to be able to salvage
things but at this point it seems I cannot.

Sincerely,
Shane Senter

the link to the site

http://www.jumpcon.com/?q=node/604

Jun. 21st, 2008

Roslin Adama

Friday nights will never be the same

Well I survived my first Friday night without BSG.  Still watched sci-fi ...Dr. Who, but it isn't the same.  I can't wait for 2009 to get here already. But then when it does it will all be over in 10 short weeks.  10 episodes is all we hav left to look forward to.  I only hope that the BSG movie speculations come to pass and that the stories include a significant amount of Laura Roslin.  I have loved the last few episodes especially the Hub.  I loved her visions with Elosha.  I hope we have some more of that and that Laura does find out about the opera house and that we some more development of Laura and Bill relationship.  I so agreed with Bill when he said, "about time."  I love how they talk to one another.  Like when she came to help Lee get Adama back into his uniform after Sal's devistating news.  "What don't you know?" and the gentle touch. The writing is superb but the delivery gives it that extra something. Had these characters been played by 2 different actors I don't know if we would have the proper chemistry. These 2 just sizzle...since day one in my humble opinion.  Luckily I have the series on DVD and on DVR so I can fill the BSG void by watching all the episodes again (all except the Woman King I think). I read somewhere that some blogger thinks BSG has jumped the shark...I think this yahoo needs his head examined.  BSG is not perfect but it is aweful damn close.  Anyhoo hang tough BSGers we'll make it through til 2009 at least that is what I keep telling myself.  :)

May. 27th, 2008

Roslin Adama

Then the strangeness of life continues

So ...continuing on that same track as my last post. Life can be strange. So many people have told me that you never get a second chance...but I think they're wrong somehow.  Maybe life does present second chances but people are too afraid or blind or something to realize that it is a second chance.

I have always labeled myself as an optimistic pessimist. You know one who hopes for the best but prepares for the worst.  

I thought that I would be on my own for the remainder of my life. At my age I am told that statistically I have a better chance of being hit by lightning than cupid's allusive arrow. But then I took a chance on a hunch and it has been working out.  Some part of me has been waiting for the other shoe to drop...that somehow it is all too good to be true. I guess I will just have to wait and see. And enjoy the moments for as long as they last.

May. 19th, 2008

Roslin Adama

life...boy can it be weird

O.k. So just when you have given up hope. You know your life is what it is and nothing is going to change and you're basically O.K with that...it -life- throws you a curve ball.  Maybe it isn't going to be the same...maybe things will get better. Do't get me wrong things have been good but this could be better....just makes you go hmmmmm and then wow.

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