(no subject)
Jun. 28th, 2003 10:15 pmI had the most peculiar dream last night. This is nothing unusual, I often have odd dreams and have frequently based fics on them. This one was odd because it was the first time that I had dreamed about this particular person even though he has been rather on my mind lately.
Well…the thing is… last night I dreamed about Sirius Black. There, I’ve admitted it. Most of my dreams are bizarre but this dream was so ordinary. I mean, lobster racing or teaching the entire Sioux Nation to tapdance is quite normal for me but this one…Sirius Black was my odd-job man and came to fit a new boiler then he swept my chimney with his extendable wand. Ok, yes, there’s all kind of imagery there that is of a very dubious nature but it felt perfectly normal at the time….”Do you want a cup of tea, Mr Black?” “Oh yes please, missus. Two sugars, please.”…Not exactly inflaming is it. Then there was one of those dislocations you always get in dreams where – possibly influenced by Cas’s comments about her now abandoned “Somewhere Warm” fic – I was on a beach and found him sunbathing nude in a hammock between two trees and I used the hammock as a step – you can stand up in hammocks in dreams!! you can, you can - and stood in it – at the foot end, Camilla, so I could reach the pineapples growing up the tree. I know pineapples don’t grow up trees but there you go, dreams are like that. Sirius asked me to turn him over because he was done on that side. Sigh. I didn’t even get to apply lotion, being far too concerned to get those pineapples sliced. Now I have never dreamed about a fictional character before. However I often dream about my own ‘boys’. Emrys, Martin and Heimdall have all entertained me in my dreams. Gavriel, bless his white hide and black heart, frequently does and on one dreamed occasion was the man behind the deli counter in Safeways. So does this mean that Sirius has made the transition from untouchable literary character to one of my own characters and is therefore accessible and available. I rather hope so.
I mentioned Cas in the cutaway bit and I want to say something else here. In killing off Mr Black in OotP, JKR has also prevented us from reading any more of Cas’s fics about Sirius. The ‘Somewhere Warm’ fic she has been working on will not appear and neither will the sequel to ‘Promises Worth Keeping’. JKR has a right to do what she likes with her own character but this makes me really mad. Oh well, good luck Cas, with your original novel. I will await the adventures of Alex Murray with keen anticipation!
Hey!!!! Growffff! Michael Wood’s on telly!!! I’ve had a hopeless crush on him since I was seventeen and there’s a good pinch or two of him in my Remus Lupin. Oooh, nostalgia. You’ve got to love a man who can speak Anglo-Saxon!
Well, I’ve finished the book and so has Mike and so, about half an hour ago has Paul. Paul reckons it’s an awful thick book where not much to any purpose happens. This made me have a good think about what actually does happen in the book - leaving aside back story of course. Well Harry gets angry. Petunia shows that she knows more about wizards than one might have thought. Harry leaves the Dursleys – hang on didn’t he do that in CoS, PoA and GoF? So that might not count. Ummm. New DADA – that’s happened before. Right this is the first female and she’s an abomination but all the same… Eeerrrr…Fred and George leave school. Harry gets rebellious and starts kicking over the traces. Neville, yay!!!! Neville! About time he started showing signs of life. Draco…no he’s still a little turd just a bit more obviously so. Ginny…she struck me as being a sort of quieter Fredngeorge presumably with boobs. Ummm…thestrals? They needed transport and having a form of transport that can only be seen by someone who has witnessed a death is a nice macabre touch. Mike liked that bit. Ummm…the prophecy. Well, Sibyl had to be useful for something other than quaffing cooking sherry. Interesting method of storage. Reminded me of Death’s lifetimers. Much of that part of the book – Harry going to London to the Ministry to rescue Sirius etc seems contrived solely to get Sirius into that chamber so he can be killed off. This is obviously of vital importance to the next books but it needn’t have taken her 780 odd pages to do it. What do you reckon? Shorten the book by 200 pages and it might romp along a bit more.
Well…the thing is… last night I dreamed about Sirius Black. There, I’ve admitted it. Most of my dreams are bizarre but this dream was so ordinary. I mean, lobster racing or teaching the entire Sioux Nation to tapdance is quite normal for me but this one…Sirius Black was my odd-job man and came to fit a new boiler then he swept my chimney with his extendable wand. Ok, yes, there’s all kind of imagery there that is of a very dubious nature but it felt perfectly normal at the time….”Do you want a cup of tea, Mr Black?” “Oh yes please, missus. Two sugars, please.”…Not exactly inflaming is it. Then there was one of those dislocations you always get in dreams where – possibly influenced by Cas’s comments about her now abandoned “Somewhere Warm” fic – I was on a beach and found him sunbathing nude in a hammock between two trees and I used the hammock as a step – you can stand up in hammocks in dreams!! you can, you can - and stood in it – at the foot end, Camilla, so I could reach the pineapples growing up the tree. I know pineapples don’t grow up trees but there you go, dreams are like that. Sirius asked me to turn him over because he was done on that side. Sigh. I didn’t even get to apply lotion, being far too concerned to get those pineapples sliced. Now I have never dreamed about a fictional character before. However I often dream about my own ‘boys’. Emrys, Martin and Heimdall have all entertained me in my dreams. Gavriel, bless his white hide and black heart, frequently does and on one dreamed occasion was the man behind the deli counter in Safeways. So does this mean that Sirius has made the transition from untouchable literary character to one of my own characters and is therefore accessible and available. I rather hope so.
I mentioned Cas in the cutaway bit and I want to say something else here. In killing off Mr Black in OotP, JKR has also prevented us from reading any more of Cas’s fics about Sirius. The ‘Somewhere Warm’ fic she has been working on will not appear and neither will the sequel to ‘Promises Worth Keeping’. JKR has a right to do what she likes with her own character but this makes me really mad. Oh well, good luck Cas, with your original novel. I will await the adventures of Alex Murray with keen anticipation!
Hey!!!! Growffff! Michael Wood’s on telly!!! I’ve had a hopeless crush on him since I was seventeen and there’s a good pinch or two of him in my Remus Lupin. Oooh, nostalgia. You’ve got to love a man who can speak Anglo-Saxon!
Well, I’ve finished the book and so has Mike and so, about half an hour ago has Paul. Paul reckons it’s an awful thick book where not much to any purpose happens. This made me have a good think about what actually does happen in the book - leaving aside back story of course. Well Harry gets angry. Petunia shows that she knows more about wizards than one might have thought. Harry leaves the Dursleys – hang on didn’t he do that in CoS, PoA and GoF? So that might not count. Ummm. New DADA – that’s happened before. Right this is the first female and she’s an abomination but all the same… Eeerrrr…Fred and George leave school. Harry gets rebellious and starts kicking over the traces. Neville, yay!!!! Neville! About time he started showing signs of life. Draco…no he’s still a little turd just a bit more obviously so. Ginny…she struck me as being a sort of quieter Fredngeorge presumably with boobs. Ummm…thestrals? They needed transport and having a form of transport that can only be seen by someone who has witnessed a death is a nice macabre touch. Mike liked that bit. Ummm…the prophecy. Well, Sibyl had to be useful for something other than quaffing cooking sherry. Interesting method of storage. Reminded me of Death’s lifetimers. Much of that part of the book – Harry going to London to the Ministry to rescue Sirius etc seems contrived solely to get Sirius into that chamber so he can be killed off. This is obviously of vital importance to the next books but it needn’t have taken her 780 odd pages to do it. What do you reckon? Shorten the book by 200 pages and it might romp along a bit more.