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Since we've been kicked off FFA for the week, please feel free to continue the anon discussion here. Apologies if this is a big flop - I've never made a DW community before!

The rules are vaguely the same as they are over on FFA. Please refrain from being too much of an asshole, making personal attacks, posting identifying information or engaging in transfail.

ETA: If there's information you'd like to see archived (journal/blog posts related to Andy, etc.), please dump it here and link to it from the main post for discussing.

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He honestly rhymed 'hex' with 'XOXOX.' And this is a man who describes himself as a gifted wordsmith.

Ha ha, speaking of, I'll just leave this here:

http://andythanfiction.tumblr.com/post/27609326135/so-whats-your-favorite-single-sentence-of-prose

So, what’s your favorite single sentence of prose that you’ve written?

One that stands on that border between prose and poetry and you wouldn’t change a word because it speaks to the moment and emotions and flow and sound perfectly? Add it and reblog, and lets see some fanfic author pride that isn’t fifty shades of mediocrity.

OOO

He was gorse cracking brittle dead branches into the wind, he was birch poisoned on blood that ran in a once-pure stream, he was clover finding no succor at the dry teat of once-fertile soil, he was the frost-bitten rose and the blasted ivy, the lightning-struck oak and the barren apple, the blighted field and buried verge, and he longed beyond reason just to grow, to live, to be but the sun was too thin the air too cold the soil devoid of food and the rain hot venom upon his leaves and it hurt, it hurt too much to bear, to even keep trying, and he was dying, leaf by bud by blade just dying and there was nothing to be done nothing nothing nothing at all….

(Sluagh, Chapter 21, by Thanfiction)

Words! Words words words words words words words words words words words words wordswordswords! Words.

I'm cackling very loudly at work.

Soil teats.

I might actually have to start reading Sluagh or whatever it is, because this shit is hilarious.

I don't know if you've read DAYD, but a lot of it is hilarious. Seamus' Lucky Charms accent, Neville wringing the sweat out of his shirt and going "THIS IS FOR YOU UNGRATEFUL PEONS", unintended (?) Draco/Neville eroticism. Unfortunately, the hilarity is in a work that's hugely sexist, racist, lookist, ott violent, and all sorts of unpleasant what the fuck. From what I've heard, Sluagh is worse. Which might mean the hilarity is also more extreme (if that's possible), but the horribleness is too.

I've read the "gore" chapter that supposedly made people sick and found it underwhelming, to say the least. I remember rolling my eyes when Andy claimed it made eight people vomit. Mind you, I'm pretty unmoved by most fictional violence, so if anyone else is thinking of giving it a shot, be aware that chapter is clearly a product of a purple prose hack trying to up "the horror, the horror!" to the maximum possible level.

lookist

... really?

I don't know, man. Considering what Andy's done in real life, I think I can handle some "lookist" fictional shittiness.

It's really extreme. Like, Neville gets tall and muscular and gorgeous, Hannah gets big boobs and a tiny waist, and therefore they are worthy people. I know there's often exaggeration when people criticize stuff on the internet, but DAYD is one of those things that actually deserves every bit of criticism it gets. And it's tied in with the gender essentialism of the fic (which, again, is incredibly extreme), so it's all seriously icky.

But different people have different levels of this crap they can take -- I flip-flop between finding it hilarious and finding it enraging, but DAYD ended up more on the "enraging" side than the "hilarious" side for me. And of course it doesn't help that thatfucker's writing style gives me a headache.

Yeah I think it's a personal thing. I expect extreme levels of real world shittiness from Andy, so if he parrots the beauty=worth meme that exists damn near everywhere in our culture, it's kind of water off a duck's back to me.

I absolutely buy the gender essentialism bit. I remember reading one comment in the DAYD LJ community that explained to all the bonny lasses present why men like structure and discipline as opposed to group consensus, which is a female thing, of course.

And wasn't that ridiculous "I bear no grudge to womankind!" HP application written during DAYD's height of popularity?

You can actually see the performative shift. Andy's now switched from a devil-may-care/tells-it-like-it-is rake (a la DAYD Seamus) to an enlightened, sensitive progressive (once he started fixating on Misha Collins). It's like his entire personality is based on whatever male figure he happens to admire at the moment.

He seems to randomly switch between having Hannah appear as ScarJo on his tumblr one day, and a fat blonde model the next. Though that may just be him pandering to "real women with curves" instead of "dog bones", as he does.

Goes along with his general grasp on human anatomy!

That reminds me of Pterry's immortal "The common comma had looked at Stanley's expression and decided not to disturb him."

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