On Wilde and Cameos.

First of all, Melissa is fucking brilliant. If you haven't read any of her stuff, you should. But that's beside the point at the moment (though you really should). Let me explain to you what exactly happened tonight that made me so happy - especially after the disk fiasco that I am still denying ever happened. (*sits in the corner and chants* I did not lose my work, I did not lose my work, I did not lose my work...)

For those of you familiar with "After the End", this will make a little more sense, but bear with me if you aren't.

Now, a while back, a story was started - by Melissa - exploring the "what if" part of fanfiction - and literature altogether, I think - what if JKR loaned her characters to A & Z while she was writing Book 5? What if they are the real characters, and A & Z are simply playing around with them in "AtE"? The story is called "Intermissions" and it's the actual characters' interactions between the scenes of "AtE". Sometimes JKR leaves them little notes. They talk to her. They talk to A & Z. It's all extremely well-done, well-written, funny and clever. I could kiss her just for that.

But...tonight, she updated. Now, I'd seen most of the chapter earlier, during the summit, but I was in for a surprise. Ooooooh, boy, was I in for a surprise!

This chapter is nothing short of brilliant. What she did here was, she made them go out and meet other fanfiction versions of themselves. That's right. Regular!Ron met DeathEater!Ron. Regular!Harry met Good!Draco (what he was wearing, I shall not tell you, for it is a great secret...heheh). And almost every bad cliche known in the fanon book is thrown in there. It is absolutely hysterical. We see SleekHair!Hermione, Americanized!Ginny, Tutu!Sirius, etc, etc, etc.

( SPOILERS - made Liz's day, so read on )

And now, on Wilde...

Of course, this always happens - if I want to see something, a movie, a show - they will always show it on TV - right when I don't know about it. Which is why when I turned on the TV today, I saw Jennifer Ehle getting out of a carriage and walking into a home that contained none other than Stephen Fry looking his most Oscar Wilde-nesque. It was an hour into the movie. ARGH. I looked to see whether or not Bravo would show it again, but nooooo, they showed it yesterday. So, after squealing and whining, I decided to actually watch it, beginning be damned.

And, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

That is all I can say. That's all I'm capable of saying.

It was...it was...it was...arrrrrrgh!.. Stephen Fry was absolutely brilliant - just...perfect. They all were. I wish I'd seen it from the beginning, but even as it was, I was inspired to pick up Oscar Wilde again. Unfortunately, we only have the Russian translations in this house of Ten Thousand Million Books - which I find disturbing. I don't want to read him in a translation, no matter how good it is. But once I get the chance - most likely, over the pond - I will definitely pick him up again.

Just...oh. *sigh*

I even checked whether the libraries had the movie before today, and they didn't - just my luck I should turn the stupid TV on an hour late...

But I got to see Stephen Fry for the first time since reading his books, and it was wonderful. And, hey! His nose really is crooked!..

I was thinking of you the entire time.

And, 'ere I go, I would just like to thank percy_weatherby for hosting my stuff and letting me share his webspace. Thank you! *snuggles*

Hi ho, hi ho, and off to bed I go...

~the overly happy Wizarding Dogwalker

On People.

Just wanted to say that people can be fucking wonderful.

And, as Sam reminded me today, the world is actually a beautiful place. Yes, bad things happen - but, really, it's a beautiful place.

That's a very nice thing to hear from someone. Reaffirming, I find.

What isn't reaffirming is going through all the crap you've written (well, not all, since another disk ate three of my stories and am still pissed) and finding that it is utter shite. I edited most of my stuff, even in stories that I thought were "okay" before sending them off to Houie. Well, actually, haven't done that yet - will do that in a minute.

But, man, does it ever suck. I guess I could look at as "well, I've grown as a writer", but the thing is, I don't think I could do better now - I just look at it as a reader.

Ah, well. Maybe I'm being overly harsh, who the hell knows. It'll be out there for others to judge and decide for themselves. We can't all be Oscar Wildes, Jamie O'Neills or, as much as we try to, J.K. Rowlings.

(Bless her, good woman, how does she never get writer's block?!)

~*~

Names I would name my kids if such were to come into existence ever:

Girls:

- Taylor
- Jo (Joanna, Joanne, Josephine - whatever, it'll end up being 'Jo')
- Tal (i)
- Jamie

Boys:

- Robert
- Adrian
- Richard
- Remus (you think I'm joking...)
- and dammit, I know there's another name, what the fuck is it...fuck.

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Packing done:

0.

Packing needs to be done:

A whole shitload.

Packing will get done:

Hopefully, before the plane takes off.

Useful things done today:

Errrr...

Well, I made folders of my stuff to ship off Houie...that count?..

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My hair's been looking rather good lately. Not sure why, but it's looking thicker and all wavy and shit, as an ex-roommate would say.

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I have been listening to the same CD for a week now. It fucking rocks. It's the second soundtrack to "Grosse Pointe Blank". My favorite song has to be The Pogues "Lorca's Novena". It's so fucking cool.

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Will attempt to get Remus and Sirius in a compromising position tonight. Hopefully, will come to everybody's satisfaction. By everybody, I mean, of course, the two consenting adults in question.

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How much more boring can I get?

Well, tune in and find out...