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This is how big of a geek I am
I kind of want to write a piece of meta about how much Flannery O'Connor would love Spike and how he's like the most grotesque character ever and how both him getting his soul and dying in "Chosen" are like the most O'Connor-esque moments of grace EVER and how well-constructed his arc is and how O'Connor would think at the end he'd grown closer to the Catholic view of the world (ha! but she would!) and how she would just eat this up (incidentally, Faulkner would also love Spike. In case you were wondering, and I know you were). I sort of started rambling about this whedonesque and it was just coming together before my eyes and I LOVED IT.
There are a couple of problems:
1) It's been a while since I've studied her in depth, and I'd have to go back to the university library and pick up a ton of books and spend a lot of time on this and, really, I should be working on my novel. Or at least writing fic for the approximately 12.7 challenges and fic-a-thons I'm signed up for.
2) Who would read this? No, seriously: who would read this?
3) Why does my brain work this way?
Speaking of ways my brain works, last night when I went to visit my parents (I was kinda weepy and needed hugs from my mama, okay?) for some reason we were talking about babies, and I asked if anyone has ever done a spoof of Baby and Child Care as written by Mr. Spock instead of Dr. Spock and how this needed to exist in the world somewhere, and my daddy shook his head and said that this was proof that I had too much time on my hands. And I'm like, "I just had this thought! Sitting right here with you! You should be more interesting in hopes of distracting me if it bothers you!"
Oh, family.
Also, I really, really need to avoid getting into internet arguments in places outside of lj. I really, really do. They always leave me feeling slightly sick to my stomach.
There are a couple of problems:
1) It's been a while since I've studied her in depth, and I'd have to go back to the university library and pick up a ton of books and spend a lot of time on this and, really, I should be working on my novel. Or at least writing fic for the approximately 12.7 challenges and fic-a-thons I'm signed up for.
2) Who would read this? No, seriously: who would read this?
3) Why does my brain work this way?
Speaking of ways my brain works, last night when I went to visit my parents (I was kinda weepy and needed hugs from my mama, okay?) for some reason we were talking about babies, and I asked if anyone has ever done a spoof of Baby and Child Care as written by Mr. Spock instead of Dr. Spock and how this needed to exist in the world somewhere, and my daddy shook his head and said that this was proof that I had too much time on my hands. And I'm like, "I just had this thought! Sitting right here with you! You should be more interesting in hopes of distracting me if it bothers you!"
Oh, family.