further proof of my fangirlish nature

[ontology]

I. So, lady_moriel and I were on the phone until twelve-thirty last night, which was basically The Best Thing Ever, except I woke my mum up because I was shut up in my closet for no good reason. (It's kind of cosy in there. Besides, Remus lives there. With his random piles of Time and various newspapers and books he keeps nicking off my shelves, and our vintage Life magazines from the seventies and eighties, and a lot of sandwiches.) Also, we made up the Best ScarletWoman!Ginny Fic Ever, which involves Antarctica and Random Hot Scientists and transfigured penguins and Dead Unimportant People and Molly's Amazing Clock of Eerie Accuracy. (CLOCK: [hand points to SHAGGING RANDOM STRANGER]. MOLLY: Must--go--to--Antarctica!) Also, Sirius uses netspeak specifically to irritate Remus (until he gets bored with typing funnily and finds something else), and we both read the Pony Pals when we were young and were probably vaguely ashamed of it even then. Heeee. AND! We are going to picket for Werewolf Rights!!(P.S.: Il Divo was on instead of Monty Python. AAAACK. *woe* I NEED MY FIX NOW.)

II. I am such a girl. Even without meaning to be, which is, I think, almost worse. Case in point: Saturday, my boots, blouse, and nail varnish all matched. (The varnish, which I found in my closet, is part of my semi-annual attempt to Not Bite Nails. Instead, I peel the stuff off with my teeth.) ERU SAVE ME. (I got really killer red boots for four bucks on Friday, though. The heels sink into the ground when I walk, which feels springy and weird and sort of awesome in a bizarre kind of way. And I got a purple floor-length skirt and something that looks kind of like an English riding jacket.)

III. I'm writing Eagle of the Ninth fanfiction. This is kind of scaring me (not least because I have the utmost reverence for Rosemary Sutcliffe). Is anyone else cool enough to even know what I'm talking about? :D Also, I had to do Wikipedia research for a passing mention in a vignette, wherein I discovered I got something wrong. Ack, historical fanfiction.

IV. L.M. Montgomery is pretty much the literary equivalent of mint and chocolate right now. *fangirls* Yes, I'm on a kick. Even though the first and third Emily books vanished mysteriously from the library two years ago. *cries* Also, I think I might be a Dean Priest fangirl. This is REALLY TERRIFYING.

V. Because I was talking to lady_moriel basically all night and watched a movie with the family last night, my internet usage has been disgustingly patchy. Am still working on comments & things.

VI. DO NOT SCOLD ME ABOUT THE TIME.

VII: It's Christmastime! I am so absolutely enchanted by this; I must dedicate an entry to it soon.

VIII: I STILL HAVE A PRIDE & PREJUDICE MOODTHEME. *squee*

VIIII: Shut up, I am going to bed. Also, I have a sinking feeling that I am getting the Roman numerals wrong.

Comments

[ressie-noldo.livejournal.com]

Re. I: That sounds rather like the conversations I have with my best friend, except possibly less bawdy. (Er. Yes. Shut up.) We come up with some very amusing things, though, like the One Where The Textbooks Fought It Out. (Really. I was all 'Feh, that textbook is rubbish. I bet it couldn't even take the other textbook in a fight!', and things just...sort of...went downhill from there.)

Re. II: *giggle* Never been in that situation. (I do not own nail varnish. Honest.)

Re. III: I am afraid that I am not quite cool enough, but I will submit that historical fanfiction is maddening. (Yes, I tried to write Doctor Who fanfiction set immediately pre-French Revolution. Yes, I used Wikipedia like mad.)

Re. IV: I've only read the Anne books, which I loved in the beginning but cooled off towards when Anne got all domestic. (I think everything until and including 'Anne's House of Dreams' was golden; the rest were nice books, but woe! for the Anne I was fond of.)

Re. VI: *scolds*

Re. IX: Good. (Also, you are getting the Roman numerals wrong. I will forgive you due to the unearthly hour, though.)

[faeriemaiden.livejournal.com]

Re. I: That sounds rather like the conversations I have with my best friend, except possibly less bawdy. (Er. Yes. Shut up.) We come up with some very amusing things, though, like the One Where The Textbooks Fought It Out. (Really. I was all 'Feh, that textbook is rubbish. I bet it couldn't even take the other textbook in a fight!', and things just...sort of...went downhill from there.)
Wow, now I really want to sic my textbooks on each other, especially the really dull and pretentious ones. It would be more fun than actually reading them. Especially if they were my deeply stupid and patronising Social Studies and Phonics books from Kindergarten. 'I KEEL YOU WITH PICTURES OF FIREMEN!' :D (Most of my textbooks are quite decent nowadays, but even though my Biology one was well-written and all, I still don't like it.)

Re. III: I am afraid that I am not quite cool enough, but I will submit that historical fanfiction is maddening. (Yes, I tried to write Doctor Who fanfiction set immediately pre-French Revolution. Yes, I used Wikipedia like mad.)
This is why I sort of quail at ever writing historical fiction, despite the fact that my most recent foray into novelism wants to be set in 1913, maybe in Salem, Massachusetts. I'm such a lazy writer.

Re. IV: I've only read the Anne books, which I loved in the beginning but cooled off towards when Anne got all domestic. (I think everything until and including 'Anne's House of Dreams' was golden; the rest were nice books, but woe! for the Anne I was fond of.)
Yeah, and then they got into Anne's children more than Anne herself, which wasn't quite as interesting (although a lot better than most second-generation stuff that floats about--I kind of tend to RUN AWAAAY whenever anyone, original author or not, decides they want to write about Main Character's kids). And, sure, L.M. Montgomery is one of the very, very few people who can actually write Cute Children stuff without completely nauseating me, but it was less beautiful and whimsical. The Emily of New Moon trilogy is my favourite, though--perhaps because Emily is a writer, and we get a lot of reflections on the writing life, or perhaps because Emily seems to be more fae-like than Anne, or maybe just because I want to be rebellious and different. :D

Re. VI: *scolds*
Pfft. Shush, you.

Re. IX: Good. (Also, you are getting the Roman numerals wrong. I will forgive you due to the unearthly hour, though.)
Um. Yes. I feel infinitely stupid now. I was going to keep on adding Is, except I ran out of things to say before I made an absolute ass of myself. *snickers*