Back from camp work. Whew! It's fun stuff, but it does get a bit much after a while. Plus, I have both my period and what my father has dubbed "summer stomach" (TMI to say more, methinks) so I'm feeling kind of beat. Don't even have enough energy to go over to my parents' place and fetch my keys, which means I don't have the key to the laundry room
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I think the fanfic I read tends to be less bleak, fucked-up and manipulative - so far, what happens in Rome is so much more satisfying than any fic idea I could think of.
Vorenus/Pullo just seems like the expected reaction from fandom. Very predictable. Those pairings usually requires quite a lot of unusual or at least angsty dynamic for me to be of any interest.
I'm not that adamant about the angst (which is not to say that I don't like it), but main character pairings rarely do it for me. Of course, main characters rarely do it for me.
I'm much more inclined to have dirty thoughts about Casear and Brutus - "like a father to me" indeed, B. (The corruption! The sneaky games! The oh-so-fake reunion last time! The wonderfully twisted path that still lies ahead. Oh I get all soft-hearted just thinking about it!)Sadly, I'm not very fond of either Caesar or Brutus, so ( ... )
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I also saw it as a theatre production recently. A lot of poetic license there, but it was still well done.
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I think my absolute favourite (non-recurring) male in a Christie novel would be Jerry in The Moving Finger. His absolute cluelessness about his own growing interest in Megan, his illusion of Elsie as goddess shattered by her voice, his bantering relationship with Joanne...I love it.
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