szzzt: You know Wufei is appalled. Oh NOES! (wufei_noes)
This is most of my personal GW fic rant, which is not so much a manifesta as a drinking game.

I really only posted this to try out my new icon. Please don't anyone make a voodoo doll of me...When I eventually release some GW fic into the nets, you will see I commit plenty of infelicities of my own. Just not these particular ones.

GEM COLORS: Because eyes are not eyes, but jewels. )

THE AUTHORITATIVE FANFIC POINTS CALCULATOR )

PHRASES THAT EXIST )
PHRASES THAT DO NOT EXIST BUT SHOULD )
szzzt: Sepia-toned and androgynous, an angel crouches, its braid and long earring swaying. (braid)
I cannot but think that if they met Stephen would describe Laurence as "over-nice," and follow with some remarks on diet, costiveness and national character; yet admit, roundabout, the vigor of Temeraire's conversation, and lament the lack of truly, really original thinking in the sphere of Homo Sapiens Sapiens. It would be left to another man to discourse on progeny and perhaps how a man's truth is most apparent in its traces on the forming of another's mind, and to try on his fingers to number Stephen's daughters. But this would never occur to the only man who could do it, and even he does not know the whole; only we, dear readers, only we.

(Written a while back when I was varying my reread of the Aubreyad with a reread of Temeraire. Yes, someday I will acquire the ability to write shipboard stories by sheer osmosis, that is my plan.)
szzzt: Sepia-toned and androgynous, an angel crouches, its braid and long earring swaying. (Default)
Lookit what I found at work today...

V.

The beings of the mind are not of clay;
Essentially immortal, they create
And multiply in us a brighter ray
And more beloved existence: that which Fate
Prohibits to dull life, in this our state
Of mortal bondage, by these spirits supplied,
First exiles, then replaces what we hate;
Watering the heart whose early flowers have died,
And with a fresher growth replenishing the void.

more... )

Could I find a more evocative description of fantasy, transformation and fandom if I tried?

Apparently this is "Childe Harold". From the size of the page, it's like three hundred pages long. What was I doing with myself in college that I never read any of this?

The very next couple lines speak to me too, otaku that I am:

I’ve taught me other tongues, and in strange eyes
Have made me not a stranger;[...]

Further on:

And slight withal may be the things which bring
Back on the heart the weight which it would fling
Aside for ever: it may be a sound -
A tone of music - summer’s eve - or spring -
A flower - the wind - the ocean - which shall wound,
Striking the electric chain wherewith we are darkly bound.

The electric chain wherewith we are darkly bound. Oh my god.
*collapses on fainting couch*

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