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I already knew it was the perfectly adorable [livejournal.com profile] minlliw's birthday. She assures me she's had a nice day and a lovely weekend, which is no more than she deserves. She and I will be meeting for a date next week, when I will be spoiling her in some way or another. If you're reading this, happy birthday my sweet. All the birthday love in the world to you *smooches*

In addition to what I already knew, I have learned the following things:
  • Work-based internet privileges are capricious and fleeting. One minute I was posting a lunchtime rant about the absence of The Brain from my work life, the next thing I know LJ is blocked at a server level by the work system. No more lunchtime browsing of my SFW list. Or daytime venting of my frustrations to my journal's ever-listening ear. Oh well *sighs*
  • I have a sexual squick that's greater than the one I thought was my biggest one ever. Not something I've tried, but something I read today. It squicked me out more violently than I thought possible for anything. I was almost physically sick, and ended up in tears. It's not even anything that's all that extreme in the grand scheme of things. I can deal with all sorts of violence, blood, even watersports even though it's not my thing. I've watched most of "2 girls, 1 cup", FFS! But just a few short [well-written - it wasn't the writer's fault] paragraphs had me quaking and queasy. It made me ponder on the broad church of human sexuality and how we're all so different. I'm sure there's stuff that I enjoy seeing or reading about, or even doing, that would turn others right off. I think I was just surprised at the strength of my reaction, and I learned something about myself.
The only other thing I know for sure is that my headache of Friday was just in remission rather than actually gone, so I'm eating a fistful of pills and going to get some sleep.
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Mr G pointed this article out to me yesterday, and whilst I was a little incredulous at the time, the implications of it have started to sink in a little.

Basically, what is described in the link is the guy in question writing some [pretty distasteful, by the sounds of things] RPF. In it, he fantasised openly about kidnapping the members of Girls Aloud and then killing them. There is no link to the story/fantasy and probably no way that this could be found even if I wanted to, but it raised a number of interesting questions for me.

This is the first time that I've heard of someone writing what is essentially RPF being called out by any kind of authority for doing it, but this wasn't just a ticking off. The Criminal Prosecution Service thought there was sufficient evidence to prosecute the writer under the Obscene Publications Act and, whilst this was unsuccessful, it raises questions about when something that someone finds offensive crosses the line and becomes an offence.

I've written some stuff that I've considered to be pretty harmless fantasy that references real people, and read plenty more than I've written. I can totally understand that what I've written might be considered offensive by some, but it comes clearly labelled as fiction, as fantasy, and as intended to be inoffensive. But the fact that this guy's piece was on a website for fantasies seems not to have dissuaded the CPS from taking out a prosecution against the writer.

The fact the CPS decided to take out this case might be more due to nature of the piece, in which the author fantasised about kidnapping and killing these girls. It could be that the concern was that this showed an expression of some kind of intent rather than something less sinister. However, they chose to prosecute under the Obscene Publications Act rather than for a perceived intention to cause harm. I've come across quite a few pieces of fiction in the RPF arena that concern the death of real people who aren't actually dead; talk about kidnapping or holding people hostage; or graphically describe rape or other sexually or non-sexually violent acts. I wonder whether the issue was that he was describing the fantasy in the first person and it was that which made it seem dangerous enough to require him to be arrested and tried for it. But again, I'm not really sure since the original source material is clearly not available.

I'm unsure how I feel about this. I've always been pretty clear that RPF to me is all about fantasy and nothing to do with reality. I like to write and read about people I find attractive and their relationships with other people I find attractive, and the details of their real lives are important to me in the same way as canon is important to me in fiction about TV or movie fandoms. I know that some people find it unpalatable or creepy, and that's fine. But prosecution? I'm not quite sure how I fit that into my perspective.
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Yeah, it's been a stressful day. Hell, it's been a pretty hardcore week. But there's something about being outside with a fire that makes it all seem so far away somehow.

This evening Mr G and I took a drink to the deck and watched the fire. We took turns to stoke it and stared into its heart for about for hours, talking sometime, mostly not.

We set it before it was dark and watched til long after the sun had gone down.

Now I have warm feet, rosy cheeks and smell faintly of woodsmoke. I'm going to lie down, close my pink rimmed, smokey eyes and sleep whilst orange flames dance behind my lids.

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I am going to go see the movie again tomorrow with Rich. I've been craving it since I got back, so I was delighted when he asked me if I wanted to go with him.

[livejournal.com profile] alba17 pointed me to this critical review of the movie and asked my opinion. I will probably have a second wave of thoughts following a rewatch but there are a few things, having read the review, that I totally disagree with.

Cut for spoilery talk )< br />
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I've become increasingly consumed of late with the degree to which I seek the dark side of life. The more I come into contact with new people in my real life, the more I feel like a deviant for understanding, knowing or even liking most of the stuff that I do. And I have no interest whatsoever in reading cheery tales of romantic love and happy ever after. It sickens me. I would watch darkness and death a million times over before sitting through a rom-com. I want to know how it is that people hurt. And that's probably why all of my favourite actors inspire me more with their ability to convey insufferable grief and misery than when they are on top of the world. All the writers and authors I most admire are those that deal in darkness and depravity. Don't get me wrong. I'm a devout follower of comedy, a worshiper at the church of humour, but whilst I love a good laugh of late when I settle down to watch a film or read a book or a piece of fiction I'm more likely to seek out something bleak and sinister than something with a happy ending.

I read this article a few months ago when it was posted by a friend, and revisited it recently to remind myself that I'm not alone in seeking out the dark side.

Christopher Fowler's views on the magnetism of the dark side )

And to follow that, it seems fitting to do a little pimpage of one of the most gloriously dark, unrelenting pieces of fic I've read recently. [livejournal.com profile] terraswrath, after reading Red Riding by David Peace, re-envisioned Sam Tyler's experiences in 1973 in a gritty, dark style not unlike that used by Peace in his novel. It's not going to be to everyone's taste, as it references character death and non-canon concepts, but I think it's beautifully sinister. Click here to read 'Out of Time'

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