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mayhapI have begun addressing your cards. (I realize this is, by all rights, rather late, but it is well in advance of when I promised I would send them by. At least I was realistic about it.)
Hopefully I will not butcher them too much by virtue of being a complete t00b who cannot manage to copy what's written before her. (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mommybird, mydarkstar: your envelopes are addressed upside-down. I expect you will live nevertheless.)
The bit I look forward to is writing in them.
Aragorn, Éowyn, Arwen, Elrond
Or: Aragorn/Éowyn, Arwen/Elrond. *grins evilly*
Honestly, if I were movie!Aragorn, I can't say I'd find it hard to choose between movie!Éowyn and movie!Arwen. Movie!Arwen started well enough, but was it absolutely necessary for her to degenerate into a helpless bint?
Which, um, leaves her with movie!Elrond's great jealous and incestuous love. But by that point, they rather deserve each other.
I couldn't resist, during Arwen's confrontation with Elrond over her visions of her son, leaning over and whispering to my brother (who doesn't mind a bit of talking during films, unlike me) in my best Agent Smith impression: "Tell me, Arwen. What good is a son if you cannot ... live?" He was amused, but not as much as I was.
You know, the first time I listened to this song (when it was available as a streaming version, the only bit of the soundtrack I listened to beforehand) I didn't think it was much to write home about, but by the time they played it over the credits I was clinging to it like a lifeline.
My father took me out for gingerbread lattés at the Barnes and Noble on the Plaza, which was very very nice. He is cool and thus did not ask me what I was scribbling in my notebook after he found a book to read, which was as well, since I would not have told him, since it was a draft of the veryverysilly Gandalf/Pippin fic I conceived of as it is much, much easier to write than serious fic involving same.
Ah, I have so many things to do ... but they're all pleasant things at least.
Oooh, I just remembered the one unpleasant thing (the one that was to be the entirety of the entry I was going to post before I went out and got all happy again). My dreadful, scum-of-the-earth roommate, whom I was forced to leave at large in my room for a week and God only knows what she's been doing, but I took pictures before I left, has not vacated the room by today at noon as she was supposed to have done. She will, thanks be to any and all deities, be with the NYU in London program next semester, but as I believe she is certifiably insane, the thought of having her in my room now (which, as I mentioned, she was supposed to be out of by noon today at the very very latest) makes my skin crawl.
Even if she fooled them into passing inspection of her room (she probably dumped all her stuff on my side of the room and claimed it was mine) surely they made her turn in her keys. So if she ever gets out of the damn room,satyadasa can lock her out, which will serve her right. But she was there when he stopped by before work at 2:40 EST, fully two and a half hours after she was supposed to be gone. Grr.
Edit: LJ eats accents in cut tag text. Good to know.
Edit again: Oh, and it's obviously not too late for a card if anyone is wanting one. Fill out this poll or otherwise convey your address to me if you haven't already done.
Hopefully I will not butcher them too much by virtue of being a complete t00b who cannot manage to copy what's written before her. (
mommybird, mydarkstar: your envelopes are addressed upside-down. I expect you will live nevertheless.)The bit I look forward to is writing in them.
Aragorn, Éowyn, Arwen, Elrond
Or: Aragorn/Éowyn, Arwen/Elrond. *grins evilly*
Honestly, if I were movie!Aragorn, I can't say I'd find it hard to choose between movie!Éowyn and movie!Arwen. Movie!Arwen started well enough, but was it absolutely necessary for her to degenerate into a helpless bint?
Which, um, leaves her with movie!Elrond's great jealous and incestuous love. But by that point, they rather deserve each other.
I couldn't resist, during Arwen's confrontation with Elrond over her visions of her son, leaning over and whispering to my brother (who doesn't mind a bit of talking during films, unlike me) in my best Agent Smith impression: "Tell me, Arwen. What good is a son if you cannot ... live?" He was amused, but not as much as I was.
You know, the first time I listened to this song (when it was available as a streaming version, the only bit of the soundtrack I listened to beforehand) I didn't think it was much to write home about, but by the time they played it over the credits I was clinging to it like a lifeline.
My father took me out for gingerbread lattés at the Barnes and Noble on the Plaza, which was very very nice. He is cool and thus did not ask me what I was scribbling in my notebook after he found a book to read, which was as well, since I would not have told him, since it was a draft of the veryverysilly Gandalf/Pippin fic I conceived of as it is much, much easier to write than serious fic involving same.
Ah, I have so many things to do ... but they're all pleasant things at least.
Oooh, I just remembered the one unpleasant thing (the one that was to be the entirety of the entry I was going to post before I went out and got all happy again). My dreadful, scum-of-the-earth roommate, whom I was forced to leave at large in my room for a week and God only knows what she's been doing, but I took pictures before I left, has not vacated the room by today at noon as she was supposed to have done. She will, thanks be to any and all deities, be with the NYU in London program next semester, but as I believe she is certifiably insane, the thought of having her in my room now (which, as I mentioned, she was supposed to be out of by noon today at the very very latest) makes my skin crawl.
Even if she fooled them into passing inspection of her room (she probably dumped all her stuff on my side of the room and claimed it was mine) surely they made her turn in her keys. So if she ever gets out of the damn room,
satyadasa can lock her out, which will serve her right. But she was there when he stopped by before work at 2:40 EST, fully two and a half hours after she was supposed to be gone. Grr.Edit: LJ eats accents in cut tag text. Good to know.
Edit again: Oh, and it's obviously not too late for a card if anyone is wanting one. Fill out this poll or otherwise convey your address to me if you haven't already done.
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Date: 2003-12-29 05:32 pm (UTC)Sadly, I don't know of anything who's written a thing for the pairing (except for this drabble by
I have scoured the internet every way I can think of, and only turned up a sweet gen fic, a hobbit orgy, and book-based smut in Minas Tirith. And that was it. Guess it's up to us now. :D
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Date: 2003-12-30 04:25 am (UTC)I usually don't like multiple pairings at all - only make an exception in the POTC fandom - so hobbit orgies are just not something I can read. Skimmed over it, wondered why there was Frodo in on it and what had happened to Sam - then gave up reading it. :-)
The book-based smut: I like the non-graphic scenes in the beginning and the end a lot, because the author has a talent for writing the light-hearted banter. But graphic wizard-hobbit sex is not for me, especially as this was *really* graphic. I find that in slash fiction even graphic sex is usually written much more lyrical for lack of a better word. There's more left to the imagination normally and I like it that way.
Yup, you're right. Looks like it's up to us. I will see the movie again on Sunday and watch the Gandalf & Pippin scenes very carefully. Will also reread part of the books.
I've never written fanfiction before as I'm held back by some odd permanent writer's block. But I am good when it comes to ramble on why I like a pairing. (Bet you didn't notice this yet. :-))
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Date: 2003-12-30 01:16 pm (UTC)I'll be curious what you think after rereading the book--especially since I'm working on a longer bookfic right now. Ramble away!