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so. hi. [Jun. 6th, 2006|03:18 pm]
I feel like a sticky post is in order since this journal has been around for a while and is likely to be around for some more time.

I'm not actually marprelate. I'm applegnat, and I used to write Tolkien fic before small fuzzy aliens descended on me one spring morning, chewed my brains out, offered me a job and a move to a different city. The only fic-writing I do these days is sporadic, original or obscure lit-fandom stuff (although I still go back to my WiPs and add a word or two to them on a semi-regular basis). I read to the point of indiscrimation, however, and this may be one of the reasons you are reading this, because this LJ has appeared in your friends-of list. I began marprelate in October 2004 to keep track of Harry Potter ficcers whose work I really liked. As my dark inconquerable desires for slash interests diversify, I'm converting this reading-list into a sort of catch-all for people whose writing I enjoy across fandoms. Deeply idiosyncratic, I know, and rather disloyal fannish behaviour.

I keep this list separate from applegnat for various reasons, among which time constraints loom large. However, when I appear to squee over a post in your LJ, I will probably appear as applegnat, also for various reasons, among which 'too-lazy-to-log-in-and-out-of-eljays' looms large. Not that this is likely to alarm you or anything. (Your life-jacket is stowed under your seat...)

In other news, I'm a ramen addict, adore Radiohead and store a large amount of Bollywood trivia in my head. To know more, please visit applegnat.

The small fuzzy aliens also say hi.
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(no subject) [Apr. 23rd, 2005|06:34 pm]
So, do lots of people read Dudley fic? I've been writing one.

You know, this was not the fandom participation I had in mind when I began lurking here. *tries to write yummy slash and fails, gah*
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Ficbit: Dobby, gen. Or Dobby/Electricity. [Apr. 18th, 2005|10:12 am]
It got a bit out of hand so I cut it short, but I think I might take it a little further some other time. It was really the title that did it for me. :)

i sing the dobby electric! | G | 465 wordsCollapse )

Has anyone else noticed how MS Word protests loudly at Dobby PoVs?
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It Is Late. [Apr. 17th, 2005|01:24 am]
[mood |boredbored]
[music |Eminem v/s Elvis: A Little Less Conversation/Without Me.]

Am I thoroughly mistaken or is Voldemort really Eminem? The similarities between the two are astounding. They're both white-trashey. They both changed their names to more sinister, threatening - um, yes - sinister, threatening scramblages (Marshal Mathers became crunchy candy, Tom Riddle became a cartoon mouse. No, wait. A cartoon mouse!) And then, the rapping.

Without Me, the Voldemort SongCollapse )

Oh, and the big mother complexes!

*OTP as in Order of the Phoenix. Na-na-na-na-na.

And the real Slim Shady Without Me. Not a good spoofy song because it's all there already. But it IS late. Now I go.
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(no subject) [Apr. 8th, 2005|10:17 pm]
Having just finished ficcing about her, I'm curious to know what others think about Tom Riddle's mother. I performed a couple of quick searches on "Tom's mom," "mother of Tom Riddle," "Marvolos" and so on, and didn't find anything whatsoever.

I want to know who the Marvolos were. (Assuming that this was their family name and not Tom's grandfather's given name. That would be too horrible to think about.) mctabby's famous Two Worlds And In Between goes a very long way satisfying that in all its glorious (if incomplete) fabulosity. So how were they treated in the Wizarding World, direct descendants of Slytherin?

Were they a superior version of the Malfoys or Blacks - assuming, fairly, that the Malfoys/Blacks weren't at the top of the Slytherin rung because they weren't as pure as the purest? The dark hair and general niceness of features is perhaps a genetic clue to a Black-Marvolo link. Were they wildly different, existing in, to use Edith Wharton's term, "a kind of super-terrestrial twilight"? I'd like to see an eccentric, rarefied family in the middle of unplottable nowhere, doused in the most arcane forms of magic, of a place and time where good and evil are hardly a matter of difference? How did it affect Hogwarts, or the Wizarding World at large, having the direct descendants of a Founder in their midst?

I'm suppose there is the fact that if they were really important we'd have heard of them already. On the other hand, JKR might be reserving information for later. We've heard of the Blacks, perhaps the "pure without having to think about it" Marvolos are up next. On the other other hand - they might really have been like the Van Der Luydens, so exclusive that they breathed a different air.

So if the pureblood Death Eaters know about Tom's half-bloodedness, and still follow him - they must have good reason. Which is, of course, that the line of Slytherin commands them.

I have a craving for more Marvolo fic. And about Tom's mother in particular.

Any thoughts on this? Fic, art, ideas? Past discussions I could be pointed to?
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RIP [Feb. 12th, 2005|10:20 am]
I balanced all, brought all to mind,
The years to come seemed waste of breath,
A waste of breath the years behind
In balance with this life, this death.

- WB Yeats

You gave 'moral courage' greater meaning and true ferocity. Farewell, Arthur Miller. Here's hoping that your brave new worlds will be as glorious and conflicted as the one you've left behind.
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(no subject) [Oct. 16th, 2004|03:46 pm]
It's amazing how sometimes an exam can be better than you expect it to be. I didn't know that could happen. And it's the paper I least expected to like at the beginning of the year but - Restoration Lit has begun to grow on me. :)

Anyway. Post a piece of poetry in your journal if you should see this.

The Map

Land lies in water; it is shadowed green.
Shadows, or are they shallows, at its edges
showing the line of long sea-weeded ledges
where weeds hang to the simple blue from green.
Or does the land lean down to lift the sea from under,
drawing it unperturbed around itself?
Along the fine tan sandy shelf
is the land tugging at the sea from under?

The shadow of Newfoundland lies flat and still.
Labrador's yellow, where the moony Eskimo
has oiled it. We can stroke these lovely bays,
under a glass as if they were expected to blossom,
or as if to provide a clean cage for invisible fish.
The names of seashore towns run out to sea,
the names of cities cross the neighboring mountains
--the printer here experiencing the same excitement
as when emotion too far exceeds its cause.
These peninsulas take the water between thumb and finger
like women feeling for the smoothness of yard-goods.

Mapped waters are more quiet than the land is,
lending the land their waves' own conformation:
and Norway's hare runs south in agitation,
profiles investigate the sea, where land is.
Are they assigned, or can the countries pick their colors?
--What suits the character or the native waters best.
Topography displays no favorites; North's as near as West.
More delicate than the historians' are the map-makers' colors.

--Elizabeth Bishop</b>
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Why Marprelate? [Oct. 10th, 2004|12:37 pm]
[mood |hummy]
[music |rufus wainwright - the tower of learning]

Martin Marprelate was the name used by the anonymous author or authors of the Marprelate tracts. These were raffishly satirical anti-episcopal pamphlets circulated illegally in Elizabethan England in 1588-89. Who 'Martin' really was, no one knows. Suspicion cost a Welshman, John Penry, his life: he was hanged in 1593; other suspects included Edward de Vere and Christopher Marlowe.

Men when commonly they dedicate bookes vnto any / enter into commendations of those vnto whom they write. But I care not an I owe you my cleargie masters a commendations / and pay you when you better deserue it. In stead thereof / I will giue you some good counsel & aduice / which if you followe / I assure you it will be the better for you.


The Marprelate tracts are available, original spelling and all, here.
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