lin·gua·phile |
Graduate student specializing in 18th century British literature with an emphasis on the novel. Lover of John Milton, Jane Austen, and Charlotte Bronte. (Yes, I know none of them published in the 18th century.) Occasional writer of lengthy fictions, seven-time NaNoWriMo participant and former Office of Letters and Light intern. Reader of much young adult and/or fantasy lit. Lifetime lover of Diane Duane's Young Wizards series, recently fanatic about Scott Westerfeld's Leviathan trilogy, blaming it all on Harry Potter. Wanderluster. Left my heart in London, reclaim it bit by bit through tea and Doctor Who and Sherlock and Downton Abbey. |
In case the previous posts sound overly self-congratulatory, here are some other things I was writing in and around high school:
—blatantly self-insert Harry Potter fanfic in which my best friends and I were all on the Gryffindor Quidditch team and I was the Seeker
—a couple of stories that are basically RPF making up details in the lives of kids I went to school with and/or imagining strange pasts for them
—a story in which my eighth-grade astronomy teacher is, in fact, Lessa of Pern in disguise
—fanfic about characters from an unfinished novel being written by one of my friends at the time
—not to mention my own novel (first in a projected fantasy trilogy!) in which a pair of suburban kids get sucked into a fantasy novel and suddenly have magical powers
—and crossover fanfic between my own novel-in-progress and my favorite sci-fi novel at the time
I really wish I was making up some of these. Nope. Not in the least.