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itsallovernow) wrote2003-08-28 04:32 pm
itsallovernow) wrote2003-08-28 04:32 pm
Mmmm, summer
I don't have to work tomorrow, which is a lovely way to end the summer before school starts - the slew of teenagers re-enter my life and my lackadaisical work life ends as deadlines become reality again. My plans? To finish the Morgaine saga and to write, write, write Blue Eyes in my bright, sunny bedroom while fending off Georgie the Wonder Siamese who believes that I sit at the computer so that he has a someplace to bug me. He also likes to sit on top of the iMac while I write and bat at the cursor. It's good to be the cat.
I may even go to the beach and pretend I actually live in Southern California:)
My friend C. has recently decided to not go back to her ex-husband, and so as a gesture of support, I have agreed to join with her on a mission to date more. So far, we haven't exactly been successful, but my mother is pleased beyond belief. She calls frequently to inquire after the mission status. However, my aim to support C. backfired a little this week.
C. is a lovely, hearts and flowers and yotz, one true love kind of girl and is a little distressed by this whole dating in L.A. prospect. As a result, she's been purchasing vast quantities of contemporary girl fiction and how-to date books, which she then shares with me, and I feel compelled to not discourage this behavior and thus have ended up reading a pink book called The Accidental Virgin by Valerie Frankel. I kid you not. It is, well, bad isn't the right word. It's cheery, it's competent, and it makes me feel very, very ill. I hate the main character, I hate her reactions to the things that befall her, I hate the concept that if you've gone a year without getting any, you're no longer a sexual object, and well again, I hate the main character and all the people she interacts with. Yet I am reluctant to tell C. this because I think she believes that I have the sort of breezy, detached attitude towards dating and relationships thrust upon the main character.
I also hate the way the book is written and find myself again befuddled that with all of the truly talented writers out there who are either concentrating on fic, or doing it as a practice run, that this kind of book is embraced by the publishing community. Sigh. I know it sells, and I know I shouldn't rag on anyone's choice of reading material, but dude, John/Scorpy makes my brain feel less dirty (that is not a dismissal of the J/S OTP ers, or in fact, a criticism of that as a legitimate pairing. Everyone knows my ship, and J/S makes me feel like I've had a cheesegrater run over my brain. But in a good way of course:) But you have the victim/torturer, hated nemesis thing going on. That pairing should sting a little, at least if it's done right:)
I don't wanting to be dating in a world where this particiular character exists. Perhaps I'm overreacting, but I am really really reluctant to invest the extra hour it will take to finish this book. Maybe I'll just give C. some Jennifer Cruise and hope that proves to be an antidote if she wants fluff. That, at least, is good romantic fluff.
I may even go to the beach and pretend I actually live in Southern California:)
My friend C. has recently decided to not go back to her ex-husband, and so as a gesture of support, I have agreed to join with her on a mission to date more. So far, we haven't exactly been successful, but my mother is pleased beyond belief. She calls frequently to inquire after the mission status. However, my aim to support C. backfired a little this week.
C. is a lovely, hearts and flowers and yotz, one true love kind of girl and is a little distressed by this whole dating in L.A. prospect. As a result, she's been purchasing vast quantities of contemporary girl fiction and how-to date books, which she then shares with me, and I feel compelled to not discourage this behavior and thus have ended up reading a pink book called The Accidental Virgin by Valerie Frankel. I kid you not. It is, well, bad isn't the right word. It's cheery, it's competent, and it makes me feel very, very ill. I hate the main character, I hate her reactions to the things that befall her, I hate the concept that if you've gone a year without getting any, you're no longer a sexual object, and well again, I hate the main character and all the people she interacts with. Yet I am reluctant to tell C. this because I think she believes that I have the sort of breezy, detached attitude towards dating and relationships thrust upon the main character.
I also hate the way the book is written and find myself again befuddled that with all of the truly talented writers out there who are either concentrating on fic, or doing it as a practice run, that this kind of book is embraced by the publishing community. Sigh. I know it sells, and I know I shouldn't rag on anyone's choice of reading material, but dude, John/Scorpy makes my brain feel less dirty (that is not a dismissal of the J/S OTP ers, or in fact, a criticism of that as a legitimate pairing. Everyone knows my ship, and J/S makes me feel like I've had a cheesegrater run over my brain. But in a good way of course:) But you have the victim/torturer, hated nemesis thing going on. That pairing should sting a little, at least if it's done right:)
I don't wanting to be dating in a world where this particiular character exists. Perhaps I'm overreacting, but I am really really reluctant to invest the extra hour it will take to finish this book. Maybe I'll just give C. some Jennifer Cruise and hope that proves to be an antidote if she wants fluff. That, at least, is good romantic fluff.
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Oh, my God. Jennifer Cruise (Crusie? Cruisie?) is the ultimate! WHOO! Electricland and I wrote most of a Harlequin Romance once because we so wanted to worship the word processing program JC writes on.
You read Jennifer Cruise, too? Whoa. Scary. It's like you're surfing my brianwaves.
& ITA about J/S (or "unconventional couples" as we in Roswell fandom used to say). Really good slash is exactly like a cheesegrater across the brain, rubbing away all my preconceived notions and attitudes. That said, it's gotta be good, sharp, hardcore (and I don't mean sexually) otherwise, I have to admit, I can't be bothered. If you're putting John and Scorpy together, one way or another, there's gotta be blood in the water or I'm not gonna bother.
Does that sound terribly snotty. It might. Sorry.
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And not snotty. I agree. I don't read much slash, but that's largely because I don't read much fic outside of FS and X-Files, and hardly any of that anymore. I read just about anything in FS fandom because I'm desperate and I greatly respect most of the writers. I want most of my reading preference pairings to bite - whether it be J/A or J/S. I like J/A shmoop, but I want sparks bouncing between them, whether sexual or emotional, and if I'm gonna read John/ Scorpy of any sort, I want to wince in pleasure while I do it.
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Okay the first time I read that I almost choked cuz I thought that you wrote wince of pain. Pleasure/pain in this word they are frighteningly similar anyhow.
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Oh, wait. You just said that.
nevermind
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Morgaine saga
I'm currently reading Exile's Gate, which is a continuation of the series. I'd be happy to pass it on to you after I'm done, if you want. I remember having trouble finding it.
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