Sherlockian meeting in Brno "Johnlock Positive" group; café Era, 8. 11. 2014
It went beautifully.
Meeting organized by Mia and Liss, attended by ten fans, authors, and translators of Sherlock fanfiction. Age varying from 15 to 34, hey, I wasn't the oldest!
Highlights:
(explanation: in Czech, we have a saying "not believing the nose between someone's eyes" = not believing a word of them)
Liss, getting into rage and gesticulating wildly: "But it's Moffat! I don't believe the nose between his eyes, hell, I don't believe the curls on his head!" *table cracks up in laughter*
***
Discussing in detail a Harward study on women's preference in gay porn:
Someone: "You aren't planning on ever going to this café again, are you?"
Mia: "Bah, we just spend here something big."
***
Two younger members of the group:
One: "But HOW can you ship Loki/Tony?"
Other: "Why NOT?"
One: "Because Loki is UGLY!"
(Yes, we strayed away from Sherlock with the topic sometimes.)
***
Heated discussion on Dr Who companions:
Katy: I liked Rose.
Me: Rose is universally liked.
Me: What about Amy?
Two others, simultaneously: I loved Amy - I hated Amy.
Me: Ha! Suspicion confirmed: There are people who love her or who hate her and nothing in between!
Liss: But everyone loves Rory!
Mia: I hated Rory.
***
After I slipped in conversation that I am going to Hamlet next year:
*entire table gasps in shock*: "You're going to HAMLET???!!! No! Nope! Don't tell us that!" *several pairs of bare hands go after my neck*
Oh the feeling on being the king of the table for once.... :-)
***
Continuation of Shakespearean debate:
Me: "... and then I said to myself, damn, it's Hamlet, there has to be something on Youtube, and ladies, guess who I found! David Tenant doing Hamlet!"
mimi: "I know! He's in Shakespearean society! I saw him alive on stage-"
Entire table: "You saw David fucking Tenant alive on stage???!!!" *several pairs of hands go after mimi's neck*
***
Discussion on fanfic length:
Mia: "...but nowadays I don't have as much time as I used to have and so the first thing I look on at a fic on the archive is wordcount and when I see 130k+ I have to say, bye bye fic."
Me: "I know. I prefer under 10k too. 3500 is ideal length. But when I started writing in English, I consumed the longer ones. My favourite: The Detective and The Pin-Up..."
mimi: "I loved that one! In fact, I want to translate it."
Me: "Wow! In that case, I'm extremely curious how you will transpose the imagery in the line 'freaking Hoover dam of denial'."
mimi: "I know! I know! That's a tough one!"
***
During the introduction round:
Me: "Well, you know me as squire, I'm 32, before Sherlock I was active in Star Trek fandom...." (looking pensively at the younger members of the group:) Jesus, I probably shipped slash pairings before some of you were born... I'm definitely going to Hell....
***
Little waiter cameo:
Me: "I'll have tea, please. Do you have Earl Grey?"
Waiter: "I'm sorry, we only have black, green, or homemade ginger."
Me: "Okay, so I'll have black tea. With milk, please."
Waiter brings me a cup of Earl Grey with a slice of lemon, honey, and no milk.
Katy: "That waiter is quite something. He brought me presso with milk! What was he thinking??"
Me: "Perhaps he thinks there is a legal age for black coffee." (Katy is 15)
In the end, we discussed even Pirates of the Carribean.
The next meeting is planned for summer, in Prague. I am definitely going.
Meeting organized by Mia and Liss, attended by ten fans, authors, and translators of Sherlock fanfiction. Age varying from 15 to 34, hey, I wasn't the oldest!
Highlights:
(explanation: in Czech, we have a saying "not believing the nose between someone's eyes" = not believing a word of them)
Liss, getting into rage and gesticulating wildly: "But it's Moffat! I don't believe the nose between his eyes, hell, I don't believe the curls on his head!" *table cracks up in laughter*
***
Discussing in detail a Harward study on women's preference in gay porn:
Someone: "You aren't planning on ever going to this café again, are you?"
Mia: "Bah, we just spend here something big."
***
Two younger members of the group:
One: "But HOW can you ship Loki/Tony?"
Other: "Why NOT?"
One: "Because Loki is UGLY!"
(Yes, we strayed away from Sherlock with the topic sometimes.)
***
Heated discussion on Dr Who companions:
Katy: I liked Rose.
Me: Rose is universally liked.
Me: What about Amy?
Two others, simultaneously: I loved Amy - I hated Amy.
Me: Ha! Suspicion confirmed: There are people who love her or who hate her and nothing in between!
Liss: But everyone loves Rory!
Mia: I hated Rory.
***
After I slipped in conversation that I am going to Hamlet next year:
*entire table gasps in shock*: "You're going to HAMLET???!!! No! Nope! Don't tell us that!" *several pairs of bare hands go after my neck*
Oh the feeling on being the king of the table for once.... :-)
***
Continuation of Shakespearean debate:
Me: "... and then I said to myself, damn, it's Hamlet, there has to be something on Youtube, and ladies, guess who I found! David Tenant doing Hamlet!"
mimi: "I know! He's in Shakespearean society! I saw him alive on stage-"
Entire table: "You saw David fucking Tenant alive on stage???!!!" *several pairs of hands go after mimi's neck*
***
Discussion on fanfic length:
Mia: "...but nowadays I don't have as much time as I used to have and so the first thing I look on at a fic on the archive is wordcount and when I see 130k+ I have to say, bye bye fic."
Me: "I know. I prefer under 10k too. 3500 is ideal length. But when I started writing in English, I consumed the longer ones. My favourite: The Detective and The Pin-Up..."
mimi: "I loved that one! In fact, I want to translate it."
Me: "Wow! In that case, I'm extremely curious how you will transpose the imagery in the line 'freaking Hoover dam of denial'."
mimi: "I know! I know! That's a tough one!"
***
During the introduction round:
Me: "Well, you know me as squire, I'm 32, before Sherlock I was active in Star Trek fandom...." (looking pensively at the younger members of the group:) Jesus, I probably shipped slash pairings before some of you were born... I'm definitely going to Hell....
***
Little waiter cameo:
Me: "I'll have tea, please. Do you have Earl Grey?"
Waiter: "I'm sorry, we only have black, green, or homemade ginger."
Me: "Okay, so I'll have black tea. With milk, please."
Waiter brings me a cup of Earl Grey with a slice of lemon, honey, and no milk.
Katy: "That waiter is quite something. He brought me presso with milk! What was he thinking??"
Me: "Perhaps he thinks there is a legal age for black coffee." (Katy is 15)
In the end, we discussed even Pirates of the Carribean.
The next meeting is planned for summer, in Prague. I am definitely going.