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| Penname: | Viciously Witty [Contact] |
| Member Since: | 02/12/09 |
| Real name: | Cat |
| Website: | http://www.fanfiction.net/~viciouslywitty |
| Welcome! Make yourself comfortable and allow me to fix you a refreshing G & T. I go by the moniker Vic Wit and I can be found somewhere in my mid twenties - I often forget where. I'm Canadian, which means I have always liked the letter 'U' and nine times out of ten I'll argue 'R' should come before the 'E'. Like a lot of Canadians, I have British, Irish and French roots. Je suis une anglophone, mais je peux parler français aussi. Pierre Berton once defined a Canadian as someone who can make love in a canoe. It takes skills, my friend. I have a university degree in English Lit and Political Science, which means I consider myself a fount of useless information. The reality is that I love a good debate and often quote from a plethora of sources to make my argument sound more convincing than it is. I see no problem in that :) I've been an avid reader for as long as I can remember and I collect antique books, much to the chagrin of my fiancé who has allergies and very little interest in reading. He collects records and guitars (which he plays), so I forgive him. We are busily planning our Celtic inspired wedding - his kilt and all the necessary trimmings cost almost as much as my dress. But I imagine it will be worth it. At least that's what everyone says. I suspect they lie, the bastards. I consider myself a creative person. I've been drawing since I could walk, although now I restrict myself to paper. You can imagine the horror of my mother, the librarian and fellow bibliophile, when I used to "illustrate" all the books in the house. I love everything about the great Canadian wilderness - canoing (see above), swimming, fishing, blading, skating and snow boarding. Anything Celtic or Egyptian rates pretty high with me too - hence my eye of Horus tattoo. I adore high-heeled shoes (50 pair and counting), corsets and vintage 40's pinup art (hence the avatar). One of my favourite hobbies is seeing how many things I can do in said high heels. The list is ever growing. So far no broken bones, but the basket ball game was a close one. I also bellydance and have performed publicly a few times. I do wish I could travel more. I've visited parts of the northern US and a significant part of Canada, which is afterall, a very large country. I have also been to Ireland, to study at Dublin Uni/Trinity College, although I did more sightseeing and drinking than I did studying. I consider it a significant experience in my life and one that I will never forget. While there, I discovered Guinness and G & T's (gin and tonics) as the secret to a happy life. Speaking of which, refill? You deserve another one if you've made it this far. I adore a myriad of books and movies, both fictional and otherwise and (far too numerous to mention). But I'll note a few that have no doubt influenced me as a writer: For pure wit - I devour P.G. Wodehouse novels. England in the 1920's was a great place and time to be a butler. Dorothy Parker ranks pretty damned high with me as well. I have always loved strong women and sarcastic male leads. Colin Firth gave a wonderful portrayal of Mr. Darcy in the A & E version. I love the 1930's Thin Man movie series - Myrna Loy and William Powell - their chemistry is dynamite and hasn't been beat to this day. I also adore The Black Swan and Captain Blood. You've got to love old B & W pirate movies. Jamie boy... sigh. Harry Potter is what introduced me to fanfic and helped me get through many all night paper writing sessions in Uni. I don't think I will ever write anything for that fandom, however, and haven't read one in awhile. Labyrinth fandom is what inspired me to write my first fanfic (see below). David Bowie is the only guy I know who can wear tights and make-up and still make heterosexual girls squee in delight. I've also always had a soft spot for villains. My mother took me to see the movie when I was but a very wee child - I don't remember. Apparently, I cried when Toby was taken. Now I cry when Sarah says no to Jareth ;) The Goblin Market This piece was largely inspired by Celtic myth and my time in Ireland (particularly at The Hill of Tara and Newgrange). I also reference some literary works, music etc that helped flush the story out. The title is taken from the Christina Rosetti poem. Who knew Victorian fruit could be so damned sexy? So far the story has evolved beyond the original scope and has become a much more serious endeavor than what I had orginially planned and the journey is proving to be a mystery. The reception has been beyond my expectations - so thanks to all who have reviewed or offered CC. I hope it won't be my last attempt at writing. I am getting kind of depressed as I near the end, truth be told, and I am way too much of a glutton for praise to stop for good. My reviewers have really left me feeling right chuffed :) Well there you have it. My tale is told and the gin's run dry. Thanks for the visit and feel free to drop me a line anytime if you have any questions or just want to chat. I only talk seriously on the first Tuesday of every month. Between noon and three. Cheers, Vic Wit (Kudos if you got the reference in the last line), | |
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