My Fingers Itch (greetings)
Or perhaps it is my mind. At any rate, I am absolutely TWITCHING with the desire to write fanfiction. I cannot read good fanfiction without causing this to crop up in me (not to mention the fact that I eventually want to write for my own characters). The problem being: I will have time enough to write after I graduate, but there are several other things which must be done BEFORE that impending date. Namely: pass my two Latin classes, pass my two history classes, and organize the semi-formal performance of various scenes from Hamlet throughout our local castle on (hopefully) the 24th. I am trying to revive some of my shelved (but much-engrained and far-from-rusty) obsession with Hamlet in order to do this properly (about my brains!). Hum.
I played Hamlet several years ago, but the Hamlet that I played was only partly mine. This one will get to be entirely mine. I will also get to see various other people play Hamlet, amongst other characters, in various awesome locations, and under my casual direction. Main obstacle: my obsession with Julius Caesar (predominately: Brutus and Cassius, with a subjective orientation in Brutus), is still the more active one. I still cannot believe my luck at not only having lived with someone as crazy (or possibly crazier than) myself with respect to that play, someone more than willing not only to memorize Brutus-Cassius scenes and enact them in the grocery store parking lot, but to virtually BE Cassius to my Brutus - to personally take on that character to the point of using "I" and "you" in casual conversation with reference to them . . . as I say, not only all of that, but to then have had the chance to participate in a production of Julius Caesar and moreover to have actually gotten cast as Brutus, with my aforementioned flatmate as Cassius . . . I do realize that I have been immensely, inconceivably, disgustingly lucky in all of this. Being obsessed with something is fun enough, and I do not really need anything beyond that: to then have a chance to share that obsession with other awesome people in the non-virtual world (such as the theater group which put on this performance) is to be excessively fortunate. Yet now I seem to have gotten it into my mind that this is how the world should be: I have, in other words, been spoiled rotten ;).
And now I've gone on a tangent and wasted some more time which should have been spent studying latin, since I need to put off the writing of fanfiction for a later time. EVEN THOUGH I REALLY WANT TO WRITE IT [ITCH] !!!!! >_< . I need to pass my classes (part of which actually includes writing fanfiction in Latin, for which I am much enthused, except for the part where I have to clean up my grammar first and am having an immensely difficult time making myself focus), and to organize Hamlet scenes (which I also really want to do, except for the organizing part). [sigh]. Ah well. At least I have finally posted something here, as I have been meaning to for some time. Now anyone wondering about me may have this brief glimpse of the being from which this virtual identity takes its life. I may yet think of more interesting things to do with this personal post-spot in the future.
I played Hamlet several years ago, but the Hamlet that I played was only partly mine. This one will get to be entirely mine. I will also get to see various other people play Hamlet, amongst other characters, in various awesome locations, and under my casual direction. Main obstacle: my obsession with Julius Caesar (predominately: Brutus and Cassius, with a subjective orientation in Brutus), is still the more active one. I still cannot believe my luck at not only having lived with someone as crazy (or possibly crazier than) myself with respect to that play, someone more than willing not only to memorize Brutus-Cassius scenes and enact them in the grocery store parking lot, but to virtually BE Cassius to my Brutus - to personally take on that character to the point of using "I" and "you" in casual conversation with reference to them . . . as I say, not only all of that, but to then have had the chance to participate in a production of Julius Caesar and moreover to have actually gotten cast as Brutus, with my aforementioned flatmate as Cassius . . . I do realize that I have been immensely, inconceivably, disgustingly lucky in all of this. Being obsessed with something is fun enough, and I do not really need anything beyond that: to then have a chance to share that obsession with other awesome people in the non-virtual world (such as the theater group which put on this performance) is to be excessively fortunate. Yet now I seem to have gotten it into my mind that this is how the world should be: I have, in other words, been spoiled rotten ;).
And now I've gone on a tangent and wasted some more time which should have been spent studying latin, since I need to put off the writing of fanfiction for a later time. EVEN THOUGH I REALLY WANT TO WRITE IT [ITCH] !!!!! >_< . I need to pass my classes (part of which actually includes writing fanfiction in Latin, for which I am much enthused, except for the part where I have to clean up my grammar first and am having an immensely difficult time making myself focus), and to organize Hamlet scenes (which I also really want to do, except for the organizing part). [sigh]. Ah well. At least I have finally posted something here, as I have been meaning to for some time. Now anyone wondering about me may have this brief glimpse of the being from which this virtual identity takes its life. I may yet think of more interesting things to do with this personal post-spot in the future.