It is quite possible to cry from sheer exhaustion and overextension. It is also quite possible to be very rational and not depressed or sad in the slightest at the same time. It's amusing to me that people still feel that I have explanations and solutions for a variety of things, but I totally don't. My work life consists mostly of providing both, so there's that, and then when I'm home, my mother needs a bunch of stuff currently so she says my name like a hundred times an hour. She can't help it - not her fault - but it's getting out of control. "Laurielaurielauriewhereiswhatdoyoulauriewhy
lauriewhodidlaurieLAURIEfreakingLAURIEEEEE". I'm not like a huge fan of my name anyway (it's not a diva name. I embrace my inner Angelina, therefore.) but by this point I want to go into the witness protection program. I am so mentally tired. It's an uncomfortable feeling, and today it's making me hungry. Shocker. Someone just brought me a Subway sub with none of the stuff on it that I wanted, and that's probably what I'm most bothered by at this moment, so that's a blessing. Oh, and I have an itch on my leg that won't quit. ; )
That said, I'm not a prude, but I think this is kind of sick. X-rated material involving Wendy from Peter Pan, Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz and Alice in Wonderland just strikes me as wrong on, a...well, literary level (that sounded stupid but I'm tired and I don't want to overthink it.) I'm not down with prosecuting anyone for it at all, or even censoring, for that matter, so this is just my opinion. My main issue is...why can't you make up your own characters and have them get naked together, yo? Make something new, and leave the old stuff alone. Are you Barrie, Baum or Carroll? No. And perhaps I am old-fashioned in that I do believe in the sanctity of some characters, of some icons, of some things that existed before everything became about making little girls into sex icons. Exaggeration? Have you looked at the magazine racks or the tv screen lately? Like I said, I'm no censorship-loving freak, but I do think that as time goes on we get less creative as a society, more driven by the visual quick fix, if you will. Fan fiction strikes me as kind of odd, too, but I get no thrill from envisioning Harry Potter characters in compromising positions together, so maybe that's just me. I guess it's easier, in that the character development is done already, so all you have to do is write different dialogue in the same voices and make Hermione and one of those jackass Hufflepuffs have sex instead of try to decode the secret map to Gobbledygook Island and save Harry from Lord Voldemort. (Please note that I love these books. I am not a Harry Hater. And also please, if there's some glut of quality fan fiction that involves clothed children's literature characters out there, please don't send me angry e-mails with links to it. I have enough stuff to waste my time on as it is, so please don't help me along in that endeavor, kay? Thanks.)
And on a similar, but not the same, note, could the Post please get its act together? These are important stories, and shouldn't be fodder for newsroom humor. Save that for Style.
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