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So I went to watch Sherlock Holmes. How married are Holmes and Watson? I don't even mean it sexually, just. So fucking married. Our rooms. Our dog. The thing at the docks and the thing with the giant (who, is he really called Twitter?) and the coat, and the hospital, and the yearning.

Also, Irene Adler was tops, I love how pretty and manipulative she is, and how uncomfortable Holmes is with her. Mary Marston, though...

Also, yay, they left in the grime and drugs and eccentricity and music and boxing, yay.
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[livejournal.com profile] yuletide  reveals are up, I see.

So, I wrote Some Man's Scheherazade for [livejournal.com profile] easilymused1956, and I whined and moaned about it on g-talk to everyone who would hear (esp. [livejournal.com profile] 22by7 and [livejournal.com profile] dearlyderanged) because I was having some species of writers' block and, also, omg, hard. However, she liked it, which makes me happy, and I liked it, which surprised me.

And I wrote, for treats:

O that you were yourself! (Shakespeare in Love) for [livejournal.com profile] aurilly,
Pinjre Mein Chand (Kaminey) for [livejournal.com profile] applegnat,
Crying Blood for Vengeance (Iliad) for skazka (who I cannot trace)
Dasrathi (Ramayana) for [livejournal.com profile] steelehearts
Panch Kanya (Ibis trilogy) for [livejournal.com profile] dhobikikutti .

Excellent haul, if I say so myself. *radiates smugness*

Utterly beaten by the gift I got, though: Pyrrha, which is Fire from Heaven Alexander, and made me catch my breath, quite.

I've had a rotten couple days, but better now. Hopefully 2010 will be better than this last year.
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and so I've been doing the thing where I laze around, forget to return my books on time (thereby accumulating a library fine it will be a bitch to pay off), and read my way through a ton of old books.

Have some observations:

1. In The King's General, is Dick Grenvile gay? Or am I succumbing to the then-prevalant ideas of presenting as masculine? ) IDK, but Dick does present as what we'd still rate as slightly left of straight, meh.

2. When does 'u' drop into English as spoken in England? I mean, "color", and "honor", etc are all older spellings, right? So, when does it change to "colour"?

3. One of the loveliest scenes regarding Hephaistion is, oddly, in Funeral Games. And is such a shock to the system, too. ) I love seeing Hephaistion through Ptolemy's eyes, especially after the Bagoas-coloured lenses that are all we got throughout The Persian Boy.

4. And then we go back to Arridaios, and the whole horrific scene, and I feel physically sick. I feel sick throughout Funeral Games, more or less, actually, it's such a nightmarish book. Not that FFH and TPB are bereft of horror, of course, but, well, bildungsroman, love story, deathdeathdeath. The elephants. The babies. Stateira and Drypetis. Kynna. Sisygambis. Eurydike. Olympias. Alexander IV. Kassandros, gah.

5. This isn't to do with a book, but has anyone written the creepy bad Maham Anga-baby!Jalal fic? Because I watched Jodhaa-Akbar today, and, boss, that vibe is so there.

6. My copy of Maurice (third re-read, just about done) takes issue in the preface with Maurice's appearance in the film. And, yeah, a large dark-haired man has a very different impression than a large, fair man, esp. when, as in the film, he is more than awkward. Clive is the one who is small and fair. Incidentally, what does Alec look like? Do we ever know, other than the bright brown eyes?

7. I was planning on reading Forster, anyway, but have got sucked into reading A Room with a View solely because of Helena Bonham Carter ). Baby Bella! With that hair! awww.

ETA: 8. I was watching an old Friends episode, where Chandler says, "You're the one who kissed my mom!". The whole cafe turns around. Ross says, "We're rehearsing a Greek play." They all nod and look away. I found this funny for about two seconds. And since then, I've been wondering what play they're talking about. I embrace my geekery, yes, haha, but, is Ross simply misremembering Oedipus Rex? Or is it some other play?
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English (Middle-Modern, can fumble through Old), Bangla, fair bit of Hindi.

Greek, specifically ancient Greek. Could've done it at uni, but am too lazy to learn Latin as requirement (ADG, sirbosslord, wai these blocks?).

Because I desire to fumble through Sappho and The Iliad in the original at least once.
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The Thousandth Man

One man in a thousand, Solomon says,
Will stick more close than a brother.
And it's worth while seeking him half your days
If you find him before the other.
Nine nundred and ninety-nine depend
On what the world sees in you,
But the Thousandth man will stand your friend
With the whole round world agin you.

'Tis neither promise nor prayer nor show
Will settle the finding for 'ee.
Nine hundred and ninety-nine of 'em go
By your looks, or your acts, or your glory.
But if he finds you and you find him.
The rest of the world don't matter;
For the Thousandth Man will sink or swim
With you in any water.

You can use his purse with no more talk
Than he uses yours for his spendings,
And laugh and meet in your daily walk
As though there had been no lendings.
Nine hundred and ninety-nine of 'em call
For silver and gold in their dealings;
But the Thousandth Man h's worth 'em all,
Because you can show him your feelings.

His wrong's your wrong, and his right's your right,
In season or out of season.
Stand up and back it in all men's sight --
With that for your only reason!
Nine hundred and ninety-nine can't bide
The shame or mocking or laughter,
But the Thousandth Man will stand by your side
To the gallows-foot -- and after!

-Rudyard Kipling.

(why yes, I am going to use this for my own nefarious purposes. duh.)
toujours_nigel: Greek, red-figure Rhea (Rhea)
The hundred lyrics of Sappho. *happysigh*

LXI

There is no more to say now thou art still,
There is no more to do now thou art dead,
There is no more to know now thy clear mind
Is back returned unto the gods who gave it.

Now thou art gone the use of life is past,
The meaning and the glory and the pride,
There is no joyous friend to share the day,
And on the threshold no awaited shadow.
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In other news. Google wants to text me a verification code before letting me create an email account. And I got frustrated and closed the tab before I got texted. And so I went through the whole fucking thing again, and am waiting to be texted. So.

meem

Nov. 17th, 2009 12:49 pm
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Courtesy [livejournal.com profile] cutthroatpixie :

1. Comment on this post if you want to.
2. On request, I will give you a letter.
3. Think of 5 fictional characters whose names begin with that letter.
4. Post their names and your comments on these characters in your LJ.


meem )

She gave me the letter 'D'.

Well, that or a strange unibrowed D:)-emoticon, but well.
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ahahaha. hahaaaaa.

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