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mrsronweasley) wrote2002-12-26 09:01 pm
mrsronweasley) wrote2002-12-26 09:01 pm
Welcome, those of you who have come...
So. What is this "party" that I have mentioned? And what is it for?
Well, Ladies and Gents, it is my One Year Anniversary. My First Birthday.
Today, I celebrate a year of Slash. A year of Puppy Love. A year of The One True Way.
Exactly (or, almost exactly…) a year ago, I was looking through Astronomy Tower, of FA, and I happened to notice some author named “GrimSlasher”. The name meant nothing to me, but as I had been looking at the alphabetical listing, I decided to just see what it was all about. The story posted underneath that name was “Boys’ Own Camping Adventure”, and the Author’s Notes read thus:
“Please note that this is a slash story, so if the idea of Remus and Sirius getting it on disturbs you (in a bad way) you might want to avoid it. Note also that we are not saying that either of the boys is gay: Sirius, to our minds, is a fun-loving bisexual, while Remus is confused. So, really, there is plenty of room in their futures for the assorted Andreas, Jennys, and Lamias.”
After having read through multiple very un-inspiring Remus/OFC and Sirius/OFC romance fics, I thought – hey, why not? Could be interesting…
Famous last words, huh?
The story turned out to be fabulous, and suddenly, something, CLICKED. It finally…made sense. The most sense I had felt since reading the books and thinking: “Hey, Ron and Hermione really like each other. Cool.”
Remus. Sirius. Tent. Love.
After that, I went R/S search-crazy. I looked more through that same website, found Dawnatello’s “Hunger”, and then found her site. And through her site, I stumbled onto another…the treasure find…
Azkaban’s Lair.
And I was officially lost.
That night, feeling inexpressible – and inexcusable! – guilt, I fell asleep with this mantra in my mind: “Ok, I may read a little more, but I will not write slash. I will not write slash. I will not…damn, it’s hot. Jesus.” And I fell asleep with a smile on my face.
Almost immediately, I got sucked into – please, pardon the pun – the pairing, and at first read all the R-rated and NC-17 stories I could find. Hey, that’s what happens when you set me loose. I found quite a few, and quite a few of THOSE were pretty damn good. I discovered Roma, I discovered more GrimSlasher (well, the OTHER story…), I discovered Canis M.
I discovered The One True Way.
Now, understand that this all took place in three days, and I am not shitting you. By the time New Year’s rolled around, I was hooked, and I vividly remember sitting in the back of my parents’ car, on our way to celebrate New Year’s with our friends, and only being able to think about R/S. Not just Remus – though I was completely smitten with the man – and not just Sirius – ditto – but them together, and being just completely…completely gone. IT. MADE. SENSE. And it was so beautiful.
It didn’t take me long to find the SBRL mailing list/Yahoo group after that, but it took me a bit longer to actually join it. I thought: “what if someone I know finds out? Oh, God, what if they see? No, no, no, they can’t!”
I was paranoid and scared. Wimp.
Finally, I joined, and then promptly decided to get a different email address, so that I could save all the messages in the inbox – my usual address was all filled-up – and, thus, Mrs. Ron Weasley came into being. (Yes, by that point, I was already a lurker on the Quill…)
When I first joined, I said that I really loved this pairing, but doubted that I would contribute anything to the list. I couldn’t write, anyway.
A month later, I wrote my first story after re-reading GoF for the second (only!) time. I’ll let you have three guesses as to which line inspired it…
Almost at the same time as I joined the list, a certain story appeared on it that I had been hoping for, but had no idea the actual existence of. After having suffered through the emotional turmoil of “Down From Tree: Actions” and “Consequences”, the Gods spoke, and Arabella had written “Absolution”.
That was actually the very first review I wrote on that list. It was pretty nonsensical… (gushgushgush)
My life was pretty much taken over from then. After I wrote my first – very disappointing – story, Julian (Thwarted) wrote up a Lupercalia challenge. The bunny just sort of…sprouted. Aaaaand…we were off.
And THEN, one night, as I was reading “Hairshirt Confessions”, I suddenly got a very clear picture in my head. I ran to my sketchbook, after not having drawn in MONTHS, and drew my very first Remus and my very first Sirius. Together, half-naked, and in love.
And that’s when it really hit me. I was being inspired. This something was actually inspiring me to DO THINGS. I began writing more, and drawing like a fiend.
And then…people began.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sekhmet2 and I somehow began communicating, and she was just so cool and funny and intelligent, I thought I had finally found “home” in the list. Sound cheesy yet? Oh, just you wait…
All the people that I have ‘met’ – and met! – since have been nothing short of amazing. You know who you are, and I hope you realize just how much I value you all. Having just spoken tojadis31 on the phone a few hours ago (for two hours straight, no less), I can honestly say that slash has enriched my life. And there are more like-minded people all around who keep cropping up and making my life so much more interesting.
Now I really don’t care if anyone I know in RL finds out about my slash stuff – except for family, but that’s personal… I have told Sam, as well as Marie and Theresa. And more people know, anyway. It doesn’t matter anymore, because this is FUN.
And I’m spreading the word. At first, I wanted to keep my Sugar Quill identity separate from my slash one, but even that later went.zsenya was actually the first person to guess I was me, and the first one I told, too. And now I’m the un-official Princess of Howl Kingdom. Heh. And I have such a FANTASTIC Prince - what more could a Princess ask for? *mwah*
And, now, thanks to all this, I am even crazier than ever. I was talking to my best friend yesterday, and we got onto the subject of the third movie. I started ranting about the casting (THEY CAN’T FUCK IT UP!!!), and I think I scared her – even HER. And this one is not easily scared. (But it’s ok, because she got to bitch about how TTT fucked up Faramir.)
If you were to open up my hardcover American edition of PoA, it would open up to the Shrieking Shack scene. No, I’m not kidding. That’s the first place it started to fall apart in.
If you were to open up any one of my multiple sketchbooks, you would see a lot of semi- and completely naked men. They would all have either light, shaggy hair, or long, black hair.
You know what?
It’s been one hell of a fun year.
And now, I am breaking out the champagne. The really good, expensive kind, meant for very special occasions.
And I want to hear all about everybody else’s stories as to how they discovered slash and the slow – or quick – way that it took over their lives. And if you want to hear a really really good one, just pester Jadis when she comes back to cyberspace – trust me, you want to hear this.
AROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, everyone!
Oh, and to top it off, on another suggestion by Roche, there will be some new smut a bit later on, to ring in the New Year a bit early…
Well, Ladies and Gents, it is my One Year Anniversary. My First Birthday.
Today, I celebrate a year of Slash. A year of Puppy Love. A year of The One True Way.
Exactly (or, almost exactly…) a year ago, I was looking through Astronomy Tower, of FA, and I happened to notice some author named “GrimSlasher”. The name meant nothing to me, but as I had been looking at the alphabetical listing, I decided to just see what it was all about. The story posted underneath that name was “Boys’ Own Camping Adventure”, and the Author’s Notes read thus:
“Please note that this is a slash story, so if the idea of Remus and Sirius getting it on disturbs you (in a bad way) you might want to avoid it. Note also that we are not saying that either of the boys is gay: Sirius, to our minds, is a fun-loving bisexual, while Remus is confused. So, really, there is plenty of room in their futures for the assorted Andreas, Jennys, and Lamias.”
After having read through multiple very un-inspiring Remus/OFC and Sirius/OFC romance fics, I thought – hey, why not? Could be interesting…
Famous last words, huh?
The story turned out to be fabulous, and suddenly, something, CLICKED. It finally…made sense. The most sense I had felt since reading the books and thinking: “Hey, Ron and Hermione really like each other. Cool.”
Remus. Sirius. Tent. Love.
After that, I went R/S search-crazy. I looked more through that same website, found Dawnatello’s “Hunger”, and then found her site. And through her site, I stumbled onto another…the treasure find…
Azkaban’s Lair.
And I was officially lost.
That night, feeling inexpressible – and inexcusable! – guilt, I fell asleep with this mantra in my mind: “Ok, I may read a little more, but I will not write slash. I will not write slash. I will not…damn, it’s hot. Jesus.” And I fell asleep with a smile on my face.
Almost immediately, I got sucked into – please, pardon the pun – the pairing, and at first read all the R-rated and NC-17 stories I could find. Hey, that’s what happens when you set me loose. I found quite a few, and quite a few of THOSE were pretty damn good. I discovered Roma, I discovered more GrimSlasher (well, the OTHER story…), I discovered Canis M.
I discovered The One True Way.
Now, understand that this all took place in three days, and I am not shitting you. By the time New Year’s rolled around, I was hooked, and I vividly remember sitting in the back of my parents’ car, on our way to celebrate New Year’s with our friends, and only being able to think about R/S. Not just Remus – though I was completely smitten with the man – and not just Sirius – ditto – but them together, and being just completely…completely gone. IT. MADE. SENSE. And it was so beautiful.
It didn’t take me long to find the SBRL mailing list/Yahoo group after that, but it took me a bit longer to actually join it. I thought: “what if someone I know finds out? Oh, God, what if they see? No, no, no, they can’t!”
I was paranoid and scared. Wimp.
Finally, I joined, and then promptly decided to get a different email address, so that I could save all the messages in the inbox – my usual address was all filled-up – and, thus, Mrs. Ron Weasley came into being. (Yes, by that point, I was already a lurker on the Quill…)
When I first joined, I said that I really loved this pairing, but doubted that I would contribute anything to the list. I couldn’t write, anyway.
A month later, I wrote my first story after re-reading GoF for the second (only!) time. I’ll let you have three guesses as to which line inspired it…
Almost at the same time as I joined the list, a certain story appeared on it that I had been hoping for, but had no idea the actual existence of. After having suffered through the emotional turmoil of “Down From Tree: Actions” and “Consequences”, the Gods spoke, and Arabella had written “Absolution”.
That was actually the very first review I wrote on that list. It was pretty nonsensical… (gushgushgush)
My life was pretty much taken over from then. After I wrote my first – very disappointing – story, Julian (Thwarted) wrote up a Lupercalia challenge. The bunny just sort of…sprouted. Aaaaand…we were off.
And THEN, one night, as I was reading “Hairshirt Confessions”, I suddenly got a very clear picture in my head. I ran to my sketchbook, after not having drawn in MONTHS, and drew my very first Remus and my very first Sirius. Together, half-naked, and in love.
And that’s when it really hit me. I was being inspired. This something was actually inspiring me to DO THINGS. I began writing more, and drawing like a fiend.
And then…people began.
sekhmet2 and I somehow began communicating, and she was just so cool and funny and intelligent, I thought I had finally found “home” in the list. Sound cheesy yet? Oh, just you wait…All the people that I have ‘met’ – and met! – since have been nothing short of amazing. You know who you are, and I hope you realize just how much I value you all. Having just spoken to
jadis31 on the phone a few hours ago (for two hours straight, no less), I can honestly say that slash has enriched my life. And there are more like-minded people all around who keep cropping up and making my life so much more interesting. Now I really don’t care if anyone I know in RL finds out about my slash stuff – except for family, but that’s personal… I have told Sam, as well as Marie and Theresa. And more people know, anyway. It doesn’t matter anymore, because this is FUN.
And I’m spreading the word. At first, I wanted to keep my Sugar Quill identity separate from my slash one, but even that later went.
zsenya was actually the first person to guess I was me, and the first one I told, too. And now I’m the un-official Princess of Howl Kingdom. Heh. And I have such a FANTASTIC Prince - what more could a Princess ask for? *mwah*And, now, thanks to all this, I am even crazier than ever. I was talking to my best friend yesterday, and we got onto the subject of the third movie. I started ranting about the casting (THEY CAN’T FUCK IT UP!!!), and I think I scared her – even HER. And this one is not easily scared. (But it’s ok, because she got to bitch about how TTT fucked up Faramir.)
If you were to open up my hardcover American edition of PoA, it would open up to the Shrieking Shack scene. No, I’m not kidding. That’s the first place it started to fall apart in.
If you were to open up any one of my multiple sketchbooks, you would see a lot of semi- and completely naked men. They would all have either light, shaggy hair, or long, black hair.
You know what?
It’s been one hell of a fun year.
And now, I am breaking out the champagne. The really good, expensive kind, meant for very special occasions.
And I want to hear all about everybody else’s stories as to how they discovered slash and the slow – or quick – way that it took over their lives. And if you want to hear a really really good one, just pester Jadis when she comes back to cyberspace – trust me, you want to hear this.
AROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, everyone!
Oh, and to top it off, on another suggestion by Roche, there will be some new smut a bit later on, to ring in the New Year a bit early…