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A missing story

I’ve been driving myself crazy for the past year trying to find a story I 100% remember reading while I was in college. It was back in the days when I was really in to Dragonball Z fanfiction and it was absolutely amazing! I am sure it was called “In The Rain” or something like that and was a story about Bulma loosing her memory after being attacked in the street when it was raining. Vegeta tore himself apart knowing that he had not known anything of the attack untill she had been found and then the whole story revolves around Bulma finding her feeling for Vegeta again.

I’ve never been able to find it again! I am an expert googler but I have never been able to find it! I guess I shall have to resign myself to my fate.

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Posted by on January 5, 2013 in Bad Day Rant


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Being a Fandom Writer

When I started my new job a few months ago (gosh has it really been that long already?) I was asked “So what do you do in your spare time?”. Immediately I answered with “I write, mostly” which ended up in a rather embracing and sputtering conversation about what “I write” meant, exactly. I honestly don’t know why I suddenly found myself blushing like a schoolgirl and unable to say “I write fanfics”. Surely it isn’t that embarrassing a thing to be doing now, Is it?

I’ve been writing fanfics for as long as I can remember, I used to act out scenes and make up my own OC’s in my head during school, fantasizing about being one of the Sailor Scouts, leaping around in indecently short skirts in that way that only the Sailor Senshi can manage. I think it was then that I realised that none of my friends shared this rabid fan mentality that I had developed. I remember one day when my friends found some theme tune song lyrics I had copied out into my school planner, they had never heard of the shows and I was so embarrassed that they picked up on that immediately. They teased me for days.

Then as I grew older my fan focus changed and I made the leap from making up stories in my head to committing them on paper. It wasn’t long before I found myself on, publishing my very first story in what would become one of the biggest anime fandoms I have ever seen in my life. Yup, I wrote a Dragonball Z fanfic. <insert groan here>

I was using a different pen name back then but the story is still up there, tho it hasn’t been reviewed in years. I found myself falling for one very specific sub-fandom within this army of fangirls and boys, scouring the internet for any additional DBZ fix they could get. Yes, I wrote what is commonly referred to as a B/V. Quite possibly the most popular and widely written couple in all of fandom (And no, I do not have any statistics). My story, “Second chances” got some very good reviews and, I am pleased to say, no flames that I can remember. Except for one person who asked a question after reading half way through the story that was answered in the very next chapter.  This person I did not reply to as any reply that could have been sent would have amounted to “Errm, try reading this bit here.”

I left it at that for years, simply writing the odd story on my computer and saving into the wasteland that was my external hard drive, never to see the light of day. Instead of posting, I read everything I could in the B/V universe. I don’t think there is a well written fic out there that I didn’t read.

And then I found my true fandom.

When I first saw Megamind, on a DVD I stole from my brother, I watching it twice in one day. And then every day for the next few weeks. I know it by heart, I grinned manically at the “Temptress scene” and then laughed myself into oblivion when I watching it again and saw Minion’s face. I sat there listening in fascination to the director’s commentary, seeing things that I would never have noticed, shouting at them for spending so much time on the ‘continuity’ of Metroman being in the evil lair for a split second behind megamind, but not making sure the blue man’s expression matched during the flashback scene later on in the movie.

Aaaand then, I found the fandom. And WOW! I have read most of the fics on now, except for the ones who’s writing style would grate too much on my nerves. Not that I’m snobbish but there are some basic rules to writing that people should follow. I know my spelling is terrible and my grasp of grammar is basic at best but sentence and paragraph structure when writing in English is a staple and should always be followed. Having said that I have never really been one to shout at someone for writing in a way I do not like.  I simply don’t read it. Other people will and other people will like it, no one needs me leaving a nasty review saying “This looks terrible, go back to school.”

And now, I am the author of…god knows how many fics now, written in both first and third person. I now have two plot bunnies biting my ankles, the larger of the two is the one for Complicated Simplicity, which is going amazingly well. I can’t believe I have had so many reviews so quickly! The other story, “Whatever you are, be a good one” is on hold but it is still bubbling away, I am re-editing the whole story as it has degenerated into a “And this happened and then this and thins AND then THIS goes horribly wrong…” and so on. I’m being very careful to interlace emotional monologuing and character development into the chapters between the ‘stuff blowing up’ and the ‘hanky panky’.

So why do I find something I enjoy so much so embarrassing? Maybe for the same reason I write and post under a pen name. This is part of OAG’s life, it is her on-line existence that revolves around this universe. Out in the real world I’m just a girl still living with her parents, working a job selling outdoor clothing (If any of you have ever phoned in to buy Bear Grylls clothing you might have talked to me). Maybe I have some kind of split personality. But then maybe I’m over thinking this a bit too much.

I tend to do that.

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Posted by on April 9, 2012 in Fanfiction, OK Day Rant


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Like Riding a Bike

“Of course I can ice skate!”

This was my proud proclamation that I loudly and irrevocably declared to a room full of witnesses when asked by my friend who came to my house to stay for a few days. There was the big party on at the local ice rink and as we hadn’t been to a disco/fancy dress/foam party for years, we decided to go!

We both are more than a little bit mental and so we went to town on our costumes. I went as an Anime girl/Japanese schoolgirl in a short blue pleated skirt and a sailor top. I had this massive freak out over the costume as I have recently discovered that my local manga and comic book shop has started stocking Sailor Moon graphic novels! I actually made a very high pitched “SQUEE” noise in the middle of the shop and admitted to my friend in a very excited voice that Sailor Moon was my first Anime love and it would remain on a pedestal for the rest of my days! I bought the first two. I resisted the urge to take one of my books to complete the look as I was a bit concerned about it getting wet and ruined. My friend went dressed as a gypsy complete with a sash tied around her waist, an expertly modified floor length green skirt (rucked up at the front for safety reasons) and feathers in her hair.

When we got to the ice rink the queue was already well out of the door and into the car park. I instantly pulled my bright orange coat tighter around myself as we both noticed that not a lot of the people in the queue were in fancy dress. Or, more accurately, every damn person in the line had come dressed as a teenager! We spent the next 20 minutes playing “Lets spot the adult”. It was like a game of Where’s Waldo.

So, we figured that hey, we were bonkers enough to stick with it so we carried on inside and rented our skates and then struck out onto the ice a-la Bambi. We got there just in time to join in a game of pass the parcel on ice in which I won the worlds smallest bag of Haribo and a ‘VIP’ free pass for my next visit within the next 4 weeks (not including skate hire). Woo!

After a few hours we were zipping in and out of the other skaters with near reckless abandon! Until, that is… the ‘foam’ part of the night started. Who in the world passed a foam party at an ice rink off as being safe?!? Adding a soapy sloppy residue to ICE?!? Yeah… nanny state, of course. There were a ton of people all crowded under the foam, all trying to get a wet and foamy as possible (no, that is a literal description) and all forming one massive road block right in the middle of the natural counter-clockwise flow of people!

It made for some interesting slalom course action, that’s for sure! I instantly mastered my bob and dart routine so I could sashay expertly through the narrow gaps in the bustling crowd. Until… a WILD ROGUE SKATER APPEARED!!!

Fool completely side-swiped my friend, lost his balance and pulled her over with him! right in the middle of the foam! BLIMEY!!! For future reference, if anyone ever goes to a foam party. Do not, under any circumstances, breathe it in!! Foam is not good on the lungs! So, anyway, I eventually managed to get back to her and haul her up but the clips on her skate had come undone, making she was crippled in the middle of the rink! In the end I managed to form some sort of very short conga line and pushed her over to the edge where she hobbled off the ice in order to put herself back together.

This night continued in much the same vein, with myself requesting the DJ play a song for my friend. A disco Classic. I Will Survive. And I waited and waited and he did not play it! So, after finally telling my friend what I requested for her, she stomped up to the DJ box and demanded to know why he had nor played it. His excuse. He didn’t have it. He did not have I Will Survive.

And he calls himself a DJ!


Posted by on March 5, 2012 in Good Day Rant


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Greetings weary traveller,

I am the bringer of good feelings, the harbinger of happy shivers, the…oh you get the picture. I am the warm Orange After Glow that keeps you in that high-as-a-kite happy place for days on end after something good has happened. I bet you are glad to have met me!

And if you believe that you will believe anything! Heh heh! In reality I am a 20-something woman trapped in the immature mind of a giggling schoolgirl. I am a sucker for an animated movie (they seem so much more real than live action ones after all) be it Japanese, American or home-grown from the merry ole isle of England. Live action movies are so fake, you know the actors and actresses are doing just that, acting (or at least pretending to). In animations the characters are literally created for the roles they play. It is a pure romp into fantasy and I love it! At least, that is the way my mind works. I won’t bore you with the gory details of a misguided youth thinking Pokemon was the ultimate form of entertainment…I’ll save that one for later.

As my mild-mannered alter-ego is just that, mild to the point of not even existing, I am here to shake things up a bit! Today is the day when the OrangeAfterGlow will take over the WORLD!! Muahahahahaaaaaaa! At least…one tiny bit of the world….the online world anyway….ahem.

SO! Here goes nothing!


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Posted by on July 16, 2011 in Ego trip


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