please be kind to the hungarian bear-girl. she has problems using a fork. :/

[quigonejinn]

Thanks to black_hound's kindness, the friends-of list did some exploding this past weekend, and I think I had my foot in my mouth so many times that I've practically got toes growing out of the back of my throat, so uh.

Hello, Horatio Hornblower fandom. :D My name is Rhod, and until pretty recently, this livejournal was a really ittle Star Wars only place where I spammed a handful of very tolerant people with whatever pandrippings fell out of my stupid head and got to dance around with a lampshade on my head without anybody really noticing.

A general disclaimer that should go on this LJ: I know that I occaisionally sound like some kind of firebreathing snotface fandom ultrabitch, but I really don't mean to offend anyone, ever -- I actually have this total horror of flame wars and drama and, really, fandom as such to the point where I don't put headers on my fic because O______________O THAT MEANS I EXPECT PEOPLE TO READ IT OR ARCHIVE IT OR PAY ATTENTION TO IT; I DON'T WANT TO IMPOSE ON THEM; I KNOW MY FIC IS JUST SILLY STUPID TRASH; PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DON'T TAKE IT SERIOUSLY PLEASE DON'T THINK THAT I WANT TO IMPOSE DON'T HURT ME O______O

So yeah. I really don't mean to offend or be snotty or arrogant on this LJ, particularly when I'm a complete and total newbie in a particular fandom. I'm just, uh, poorly socialized and will try to stop being so insanely and utterly neurotic. I really will, and in the meantime, when I get annoying, hit me on the nose.

Freedom is the first wish of our heart; freedom is the first blessing of our nature: and, unless we bind ourselves with the voluntary chains of interest or passion, we advance in freedom as we advance in years.

But the family-hours of breakfast,of dinner, of tea and of supper were regular and long: after breakfast Mrs Gibbon [my stepmother] expected my company in her dressing room: after tea my father claimed my conversationand the perusal of the newspapers; and in the midst of an interesting work, I was often called down to receive the visit of some idle neighbors. THeir dinners and visist requiredin due season a similar return, and I dreaded the period of the full-moon which was usually reserved for our more distant excursions.

I had not been endowed by art or Nature withthose happy gifts of confidence and address which unlock every door, and every bosom; nor would it be reasonable to complain of the just consequences of my sickly childhood, foreign education, and reserved temper

I might say with truth that I was never less alone than when by myself.

(Though I'd question how true this actually is for book Horatio. He THINKS that he's all about the loneliness, but oh, we see right through that. We know how happy you are in that fifteen-footer and sleeping in Bush's arms every night. :D)

Whileso many of my acquaintance were married, or in parliament,or advancing with a rapid step in the various roads of honour and fortune, I stood, alone, immoveable and insignificant. . . My temper is not susceptible of envy, and the view of successful merit has always excited my warmest applause. A matrimonial alliance has ever been the object of my terror rather than of my wishes. I was not very strongly pressed by my family or my passions to propagate the name and race of the Gibbons.

(Text used is from before the first round of revisions. Gibbon was kind of unnerved, I think, by how militantly anti-marriage he now seemed at the age of 30, and in the first round of revisions, he changed the word "alliance" to "connection." By the second round of revisions, he decided to axe the last sentences in this excerpt entirely, along with a whole other bit in that section. It's one of the bigger excises in the book, and ahahahaha, I am such a dork that it reminds me of Horatio.)

The tears of a son are seldom lasting: I submitted to the order of Nature; and my grief was soothed by the conscious satisfaction, that I had discharged all the duties of filial piety: Few, perhaps, are the children who, after the expiration of some months or years, would sincerely rejoyce in the resurrection of their parents.

(Which, hello, I really am wondering where the FUCK Horatio's father went, particularly in the movies. For the record, Gibbon axed the "The tears of a son . . . lasting" bit in the second revision. Don't want to sound too cold-hearted, eh, Eddie? Though, granted, the death of his father was what let him finally take off to Europe for good and write Horatio's favorite book and one of my personal best-loved)

And PS: STOP DOING SO MUCH MATH, HORATIO. YOUR LITERARY BOYFRIEND COMMANDS YOU:

. .. as soon as I understood the principles, I relinquished for ever the pursuit of the Mathematics; nor canI lament that I desisted before my mind was hardened by the habit of rigid demonstration so destructive of the finer feelings of moral evidence which must however determine the actions and proposals of our lives.

Comments

[phantomsangel.livejournal.com]

*Waves* Hello! I friended you after finding you due to black_hound, as you suspected. I'm so glad you've found the HH fandom, as you are truly a wonderful writer. And a fandom can never have too many of those.

omg. bush looks like horatio just groped his ass in that picture. *_*

[quigonejinn.livejournal.com]

Well, I didn't really have a choice. My friend randomalia suggested it, and since another good friend had mentioned it previously and been into the Age of Sail . . . so I did, and then I stayed up until 8AM watching first Examination and then Mutiny and Retribution because I couldn't stop, and then I read the books, and then I was like AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HOW CAN I EXPRESS THIS PHYSICALLY OVERWHELMING LOVE THAT I HAVE FOR BEST-BELOVED ASSHOLE HORATIO AND BEST-BELOVED SIDEKICK BUSH? I MUST READ AND WRITE FIC OR I WILL DIIIEEEEEEEE

Um. Yes. :D Glad to have you around.

Re: omg. bush looks like horatio just groped his ass in that picture. *_*

[phantomsangel.livejournal.com]

Haha. You know Horry totally did grope him!

You are a riot! I love reading your CAPS LOCK OF SQUEE!! And all the miny ficlets you've posted and your observations from the books and movies and YAY!

Re: omg. bush looks like horatio just groped his ass in that picture. *_*

[quigonejinn.livejournal.com]

Rousseau had people living in the state of nature. I live in the state of squee. If it gets deafening just, uh, cover your ears?

And thank you. <3