... in which I'm dealing in politics and diamond mines
I have made a very exciting discovery! Check it out, people, recaps of all the Patrick O'Brian Aubrey/Maturin books! Good ones, too; you can tell by the way they're titled things like "Revenge of the Nudists", heh. This made me remember how very funny the books are, and made me squee, and so I go "yay!"
Although actually, I have discovered why I like properly historical fandoms so much. With stuff like Harry Potter, because it's set now, people often assume that despite (for example) Britain being a foreign culture to them, they know what they're talking about and therefore end up making really ridiculous mistakes which would never happen if they did even ten minutes of research. This tends to annoy me quite a lot. But with the Patrick O'Brian books, or Horatio Hornblower, basically everybody in the fandom ends up doing tonnes of research. So not only do you get fic of yayness, you also get to feel more knowledgable.
Fandom teaching you things!!!!1111eleventy!! Damn, while I may have my problems with fandom occasionally (especially the idea that it's an actual cohesive thing, oy vey), I really do love getting to see fannish endevour. Mmm... research. I may still be mostly clueless about what the ropes on a ship are called, but I get to learn what the latest in medical innovation was in the late 18th century and what the political debates were about and what it was like to be an MP... while reading fic! *does yet another dance of squee* Plus, this realisation has lead to another, Really Big Realisation about the writing-yness I've been doing, which I plan on talking about later this week. Squee!
Also, Stephen Maturin is the bestest drug-addicted, nautically inept, socially awkward supahspy in the world ever and I want to cuddle him and tell him it's all going to be OK, but then most of you probably already knew that. :)
(Also, Archie Kennedy comes second in the historical fandom woobie stakes, but then you probably knew that, too. "Welcome to Purgatory!" is one of my very favourite first lines for a character, and even if the fic occasionally has a habit of turning him into a bit of a wimpy cry-y wuss when actually he's a severely badass snarkmeister who really just wants to flounce around on stage and be happy but instead ended up with possibly-epileptic fits and sexual abuse which knocked most of the carefree, though not the badass, out of him, I don't care because he's lovely and well written Archie is a joy.)
In other news, I have realised something important about Lord of the Rings. Queen Beruthiel fits all the descriptions of a stereotypical butch lesbian:
- overly attached to her cats
- scares the hell out of men by being more badass than they were
- is called a frigid bitch for her pains
I think that makes her the earliest example of a queer monarch. Rock on Tolkien! Heh.
Although actually, I have discovered why I like properly historical fandoms so much. With stuff like Harry Potter, because it's set now, people often assume that despite (for example) Britain being a foreign culture to them, they know what they're talking about and therefore end up making really ridiculous mistakes which would never happen if they did even ten minutes of research. This tends to annoy me quite a lot. But with the Patrick O'Brian books, or Horatio Hornblower, basically everybody in the fandom ends up doing tonnes of research. So not only do you get fic of yayness, you also get to feel more knowledgable.
Fandom teaching you things!!!!1111eleventy!! Damn, while I may have my problems with fandom occasionally (especially the idea that it's an actual cohesive thing, oy vey), I really do love getting to see fannish endevour. Mmm... research. I may still be mostly clueless about what the ropes on a ship are called, but I get to learn what the latest in medical innovation was in the late 18th century and what the political debates were about and what it was like to be an MP... while reading fic! *does yet another dance of squee* Plus, this realisation has lead to another, Really Big Realisation about the writing-yness I've been doing, which I plan on talking about later this week. Squee!
Also, Stephen Maturin is the bestest drug-addicted, nautically inept, socially awkward supahspy in the world ever and I want to cuddle him and tell him it's all going to be OK, but then most of you probably already knew that. :)
(Also, Archie Kennedy comes second in the historical fandom woobie stakes, but then you probably knew that, too. "Welcome to Purgatory!" is one of my very favourite first lines for a character, and even if the fic occasionally has a habit of turning him into a bit of a wimpy cry-y wuss when actually he's a severely badass snarkmeister who really just wants to flounce around on stage and be happy but instead ended up with possibly-epileptic fits and sexual abuse which knocked most of the carefree, though not the badass, out of him, I don't care because he's lovely and well written Archie is a joy.)
In other news, I have realised something important about Lord of the Rings. Queen Beruthiel fits all the descriptions of a stereotypical butch lesbian:
- overly attached to her cats
- scares the hell out of men by being more badass than they were
- is called a frigid bitch for her pains
I think that makes her the earliest example of a queer monarch. Rock on Tolkien! Heh.