Capital, sir, capital!
So, after several months of obsessive Georgian navy fangirling, I finally took the plunge and started reading Patrick O'Brian's Aubrey-Maturin books. Just finished Master and Commander this morning, and I'm a couple of chapters into Post Captain now. Delighted to report that I am thoroughly in love with every last word of them! :DD I think I terrified several people on the train over the weekend with how much, and how loudly, I kept laughing. XD
It's odd it took me so long, really, since my mum devoured them all not long after the film came out, then got my dad hooked on them, and for a few years he's been all, "Kirsten, you must read these books! THEY ARE THE GREATEST BOOKS EVA!!1!" I actually did start reading Master and Commander a few years back, but hadn't even got to the end of chapter one before the book ~mysteriously disappeared from my bedside table, and ~mysteriously ended up back in my dad's hands. Since then, it's been a never-ending exchange of "READ THEM", "I can't read them, YOU NEVER PUT THEM THE FUCK DOWN." But there were dire warnings this time around of what would happen if he stole them off me again, oh yes.
Have to admit, it took me a wee while before I hit my stride with M&C, because for the first couple of chapters, the sheer density of naval techno-babble was making me go cross-eyed. XD But I was already prepared for that, so I just put my faith in the fact that Jack knows what he's doing, even if I don't. I can just sit over in the corner with Stephen and be clueless with him. XD
And, oh, Jack and Stephen, I just adore them! They're perfect bros in the film, but they're even perfecter bros in the books! I love Jack, because he's such a good, open, fierce, loveable BAMF of a man (and his adoration of Nelson is just... asfkgldkakla). And Stephen, oh Stephen, my perfect darling! I don't know if I would rather shag Stephen or be Stephen, to be quite honest. There are times where I'm just like, "LET ME LOVE YOU" (and, y'know, naval surgeons, you all know how much I love those!), then there are times where he says something, or does something, and I'm like, "...Oh God. He is me." Especially the slobbing out for days on end, wearing old clothes that are falling apart, and wearing slippers to dinner with people. I lack his philosophical mind, though! XD And I love Babbington, and Mowett, and Pullings, and just all of them! <3
So, yes. I can see me getting addicted to these books before long! I'm glad to be reading some naval fiction at last, since I never actually have read any before (unless HMS Angstalot fic counts!). I mean, I've seen the Master and Commander film loads of times, and I love the Hornblower series, too, but never actually read any, despite the fact that we have some Forester and at least one Stockwin lying around the house. All my naval reading so far has been non-fiction, and I've got a steadily-growing pile of that to get read, too. (That said, I've still not even managed to pluck up the courage to read Dr. Beatty's The Death of Lord Nelson, only the odd excerpt... :\)
Now I'm going to get off and get some housework and important stuff done, so I can spend the rest of the day curled up with Post Captain. :DD
It's odd it took me so long, really, since my mum devoured them all not long after the film came out, then got my dad hooked on them, and for a few years he's been all, "Kirsten, you must read these books! THEY ARE THE GREATEST BOOKS EVA!!1!" I actually did start reading Master and Commander a few years back, but hadn't even got to the end of chapter one before the book ~mysteriously disappeared from my bedside table, and ~mysteriously ended up back in my dad's hands. Since then, it's been a never-ending exchange of "READ THEM", "I can't read them, YOU NEVER PUT THEM THE FUCK DOWN." But there were dire warnings this time around of what would happen if he stole them off me again, oh yes.
Have to admit, it took me a wee while before I hit my stride with M&C, because for the first couple of chapters, the sheer density of naval techno-babble was making me go cross-eyed. XD But I was already prepared for that, so I just put my faith in the fact that Jack knows what he's doing, even if I don't. I can just sit over in the corner with Stephen and be clueless with him. XD
And, oh, Jack and Stephen, I just adore them! They're perfect bros in the film, but they're even perfecter bros in the books! I love Jack, because he's such a good, open, fierce, loveable BAMF of a man (and his adoration of Nelson is just... asfkgldkakla). And Stephen, oh Stephen, my perfect darling! I don't know if I would rather shag Stephen or be Stephen, to be quite honest. There are times where I'm just like, "LET ME LOVE YOU" (and, y'know, naval surgeons, you all know how much I love those!), then there are times where he says something, or does something, and I'm like, "...Oh God. He is me." Especially the slobbing out for days on end, wearing old clothes that are falling apart, and wearing slippers to dinner with people. I lack his philosophical mind, though! XD And I love Babbington, and Mowett, and Pullings, and just all of them! <3
So, yes. I can see me getting addicted to these books before long! I'm glad to be reading some naval fiction at last, since I never actually have read any before (unless HMS Angstalot fic counts!). I mean, I've seen the Master and Commander film loads of times, and I love the Hornblower series, too, but never actually read any, despite the fact that we have some Forester and at least one Stockwin lying around the house. All my naval reading so far has been non-fiction, and I've got a steadily-growing pile of that to get read, too. (That said, I've still not even managed to pluck up the courage to read Dr. Beatty's The Death of Lord Nelson, only the odd excerpt... :\)
Now I'm going to get off and get some housework and important stuff done, so I can spend the rest of the day curled up with Post Captain. :DD