( Meme this way... )
- Quite!entertaining!meme.
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casablancagirl- November 12th, 21:06
Well, its that meme where you choose twelve characters from a fandom, and then answer questions on them...and I've chosen Julius Caesar. Surprisingly.
- Fic: Dr. Faustus slash. Was this the face that launched a thousand ships?
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- casablancagirl
- October 18th, 22:17
Title: Was this the face that launched a thousand ships?
Fandom: Dr. Faustus.
Characters: Dr. Faustus, Helen of Troy, Mephistopheles
Pairing: Faustus/Helen, Faustus/Mephistopheles
Rating: M
Word count: App. 440
Summary: Helen is very beautiful, and Faustus falls asleep with her in his arms. And is somewhat surprised when he wakes up.
( She was beautiful. Extra words would be an insult to the radiance she possessed... )
- Fic: Hamlet/Dr.Faustus crossover. "More things in Heaven and Earth."
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- casablancagirl
- October 18th, 9:28
Title: More things in Heaven and Earth.
Fandom: Dr. Faustus/Hamlet.
Characters: Hamlet, Dr. Faustus, Mephistopheles.
Pairing: Implied Faustus/Mephistopheles, implied unrequited Faustus/Hamlet.
Rating: PG
Word count: App. 1060
Summary: While at university at Wittenburg, Hamlet approaches a very famous man for help.
A/N: Well, this whole idea came from my seeing a production of Dr. Faustus on Friday, and thinking two things. First - "Ooh, gosh, he's at Wittenburg. Hamlet's at Wittenburg!" And second - "Oh, Faustus and Mephistopheles have such a thing for each other." I was also thinking more academic thoughts, honestly. This is set in a vaguely nineteenth century AU, like the production of Faustus I saw.
( More things in heaven and earth. )
- Is this the real life...
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- casablancagirl
- October 15th, 18:49
Okay, so I also make weird fanvids. I forgot to mention. This is the film 1984 (John Hurt, Richard Burton) set to Queen's Bohemian Rhapsody.
- Resurrection!
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- casablancagirl
- October 15th, 18:20
Well, I've decided to start actually posting on my journal again, intending to use it as a general place to post my fanfic, original fic, and poetry! And to start, I'll post links to most of my previous fanfic. (Or as much as I can find, anyway. *looks dubious*)
Enjoy!
( Diverse Shakespeare slash this way... )
( Nineteenth century literarure slash _this_ way... )
- Music
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- casablancagirl
- September 8th, 2007
chipper
I have a rather odd taste in music, really. Mixed is the word to describe it. I have Muse, Alice Cooper, Mika, Rolf Harris, Philip Glass and Andrew Lloyd Webber, among other things. This means that most people consider me somewhat odd.
Oh well.
Toodleoo!
- Writer's Block: Writing: Makes Me A Better Writer
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- casablancagirl
- September 7th, 2007
crazy
My biggest influence in making me a better writer has probably been my reading. Although cliched - well, it's true. It is important not to imitate others' style, however poor your own is. Let your own style free.
- More poetry
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- casablancagirl
- September 7th, 2007
- quixotic
Sorry for imposing this on you, but hey! You don't have to read them...White rabbit
Where can she hide
In the cupboard in the mirror
Seen through the green bottle.
Too far back
The cupboard opens into wonderland
Alice got here first.
Painted nails
Seen through the white gloves
Red isn’t her colour.
Running on
Away from cards and rabbits
Into the old bookshop.
The playing cards
Lying on an autobiography
She plays patience.
She forgets
The cards never let go
She holds the ace.
Their eyes meet
The mime artist looks up from his book
Crime and Punishment
He joins in
A game of poker without the clubs
Staking the classics.
He folds
Turns himself back into the envelope
She puts him in her pocket.
The cupboard door
Locked by the Ace of Spades
She’s always in wonderland.
- Poem
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- casablancagirl
- September 7th, 2007
I'm afraid I have a tendency to write poetry, of all things. Here's my most recent. Please don't steal. On second thoughts, use wherever you like - just don't claim its your own. Mind you, I'd be flattered...
Who
Walks upon the balconies
Breathing air of dust and diamonds
Playing patience with his soul
Staking all
Who
Dreams alone and thinks alone
Dancing with the torment in his heart
Called to his duties, casts his dice
As in despair
Who
Sits on the glassy beach
Playing chess but no-one’s there
Nothing sacrificial no pieces lost at all
He loses again
Who
Smiles to himself when he
Turns the ocean waters red
And never knows he’s losing
Every day
Who
Knows?
- Writer's Block: Ewww
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- casablancagirl
- September 6th, 2007
- crazy
One food I refuse to try? Haggis. I am a vegetarian, Haggis sounds particularly unpleasant, so...
- Intro - Me, My life, and My philosophy
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- casablancagirl
- September 6th, 2007
peaceful
Good evening, and welcome. Welcome to what, you might ask - welcome to me and my world. I will be of no interest to most of the world, therefore will keep descriptions of myself to the minimum. Let it only be known that I am - well, I am who I am, and who I am should hopefully emerge throughout the course of my writings. My life is equally uninteresting to an outsider, and I shall say as little about my life as about myself. My philosophy is perhaps a little more interesting - or perhaps not. I shall describe it, nevertheless.
I am a theistic existentialist, more or less. I am a church going C of E Christian, and as such subscribe to the beliefs of the Anglican church, such as they are. Existentialist in that I believe in general that good works are more important than faith - or at least of equal importance.
I could go on now to write of my tastes in music, art, and literature, but shall abstain until future posts.
Adieu
Simone
