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Me:  "So.  Aziraphale and Crowley.  Drinking buddies, really?"
Gaiman:  *dryly*  "You want me to legitimize slasher's canon?"
Me:  "...Yes?"

HE KNOWS ABOUT US SLASHERS OH DEAR LORD NO.  And then Dual, who was getting her own book signed just after me, promptly embarrassed herself as well, or at least is convinced she did, but you'd have to check out [livejournal.com profile] dual_avi  for her own POV.  *laughing*  Let's just say that we can now be certain he doesn't like Real Person Fiction any more than we do. 

His favorite font is the unusual one in Sandman: Season of Mists, but he doesn't remember what it's called.

Oh.  Oh fangirls and their accidental dorkiness.  I love it.

I've heard it said that one should never meet your idols because the reality is never as good as the paragon one builds them into.  But.  Neil Gaiman's reality is better than I could have imagined.  He's down-to-earth, and funny in a quiet way both dryly English and wonderfully morbid, and all mussed up in all his black clothes.  And he has such a lovely reading voice, but because his accent is the same as Alan Rickman's I had a surreal moment in which a Snape-Metatron hybrid was the one reading the beginning of The Graveyard Book.

I could go on about Gaiman and his reading tonight down on O'Connell Street, but I'll restrain myself.

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The Graveyard Book Tour

Date: Thursday 30th October
Eason Books
O'Connell St, Dublin
Thursday, 30 October 2008
07:00 PM

(Taken from Gaiman's blog here.)

I'm going to have to tie myself to the table leg so that the gardai can't drag me off to jail for molesting Neil Gaiman and his lovely twisted loveliness.

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So let me tell you a little bit about myself.  I'm an Aries, wear lots of black and white clothes and jewelry, and I have to be kept out of the clock-part aisle in the hardware store because I can blow a paycheck on just gears and keys.  Oh, and I've been making my own wire and glass jewelry for years; I even have replica prison-style skeleton keys hanging off my bedroom door beneath an old chemist's sign.

...SO WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME ABOUT THIS STEAMPUNK SUBCULTURE?  Dear Lord, I feel like I've found a piece of Your nonexistent Heaven on this mortal coil.

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Found a tattoo artist I loved with a reasonable rate and now my lovely wolf will never leave my side.  (Hip and thigh, technically, but that's just splitting hairs.)

Now home and bearing fic.  Chapters for Eir's Tomorrow, Imperfect Tense, and All Your Base Belong to Us aren't yet finished - sitting on your ass watching every free movie on cable takes up more time than you'd think - but should be relatively soon.  In the meantime, I'll post the myriad oneshots/drabble memes.  No doubt my presence will be pronounced in people's f-lists this week, so fair warning.

[profile] canopy_walker is training me in the ways of Magic.  I'm now working on a red/blue deck and a second deck with a prevalence of dark deathy things.  It makes me happy.  (And goddamn me if she hasn't slowly gotten me into Avatar and the Zuko/Aang plotbunnies are RAGING.)
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 Being still in FF7-fic mode, I asked my professor if we could discuss religion as it's portrayed in popular media--like in video games.  You know.  For example.  Maybe even relate it back to Heidegger's critique on Nietzsche.  And he totally dissed the shininess of video games.  *sad face*

Anyway, my point.  Some stuff about Eir's Tomorrow, as thought of by me and posted without dina's permission.  Just fyi.  And I think I managed to keep it largely spoiler-free, too.

Hrm.  If I forgot something, poke me.  *twitches*  *goes to get more coffee*


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