Two unrelated geeky things
Just FYI, Joyce has completely infested my brain. (I mean, I knew this already. But now I have confirmation.) First I make a conscious decision to write something around a couple lines from "The Dead." Then in the fourth sentence, I write a metaphor that is lovely, and yet oddly familiar. Thinking...thinking...googling...ah, yes. It is in fact from the third chapter of Portrait of the Artist.
Now I just need to include something from Ulysses (a library with Cyclopean Citizen? a newsroom where headlines blow like winds? an unenactable play where the main character turns into a pig?) and a few nonsense syllables or portmanteaus for Finnegan's Wake, and I'll be all set. Since what I'm writing is told from a female point of view despite all the Joycean overtones, I feel very self-satisfyingly subversive right now.
...Sorry, sorry. Irish Lit and Joyce in particular makes me really, obnoxiously dorky. It'll pass.
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I just had the most wonderful crossover idea: before H.G. Wells, inventor and Warehouse apprentice (Warehouse 13), got bronzed, she ran into Rebecca Fogg, spy for her majesty Queen Victoria (Secret Adventures of Jules Verne). Awesome ensues. A bad guy probably dies. Someone's timeline would have to be fudged a bit, since SAJV is set in the 1860s and H.G. was apparently an apprentice at Warehouse 12 in the 1890s or very early 1900s, but whatever.
(Hmmm...maybe H.G. is sent to recover one of Jules's inventions or maybe even the Aurora, and Rebecca isn't about to let that happen. Though that would put them on opposite sides, and I rather like the idea of them teaming up to fight a big bad.)
Please tell me someone else will write this so I don't have to!
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Now I just need to include something from Ulysses (a library with Cyclopean Citizen? a newsroom where headlines blow like winds? an unenactable play where the main character turns into a pig?) and a few nonsense syllables or portmanteaus for Finnegan's Wake, and I'll be all set. Since what I'm writing is told from a female point of view despite all the Joycean overtones, I feel very self-satisfyingly subversive right now.
...Sorry, sorry. Irish Lit and Joyce in particular makes me really, obnoxiously dorky. It'll pass.
*
I just had the most wonderful crossover idea: before H.G. Wells, inventor and Warehouse apprentice (Warehouse 13), got bronzed, she ran into Rebecca Fogg, spy for her majesty Queen Victoria (Secret Adventures of Jules Verne). Awesome ensues. A bad guy probably dies. Someone's timeline would have to be fudged a bit, since SAJV is set in the 1860s and H.G. was apparently an apprentice at Warehouse 12 in the 1890s or very early 1900s, but whatever.
(Hmmm...maybe H.G. is sent to recover one of Jules's inventions or maybe even the Aurora, and Rebecca isn't about to let that happen. Though that would put them on opposite sides, and I rather like the idea of them teaming up to fight a big bad.)
Please tell me someone else will write this so I don't have to!
This entry was originally posted at http://icepixie.dreamwidth.org/723924.html. It has
comments over there.