I was reading a Viennese cookery book yesterday and the author spewed out a page on why the use of 'Kartoffel' on any menu in Vienna was an insult to Austrian culture and linguistics. It made me think of Landa. Haha, I know. My brother lived in Vienna for half a year and told me quite a few things about those wonderful vocabulary differences between German German and Austrian German. I have to admit that when I visited him, I was sometimes rather confused by things I read on the menu in restaurants. Landa and Hellstrom arguing about food terminology must be hilarious. Especially when they're in Vienna and Landa lectures him and tells him how Hellstrom is wearing a big sign saying "Piefke" on his head if he says stuff like "Kartoffel".
Petulant Dieter makes me happy for some reason, especially when combined with sexually frustrated, morally ambiguous Landa. Just reading that makes me squeal. ;)
It's refreshing to know that I'm not the only one suffering from this sort of writer's block. Don't worry, I'm having the biggest writer's block of my life. I haven't written a single line of fic since May, I believe. Inspiration is only slowly coming back, with Landa/Hellstrom of all things, instead of the pairing I have to write for the fic exchange. But I know that I'll manage to write something for the fic exchange, too, I'm just not very motivated.
Your readers are less discerning than yourself and would be quite happy to have them quote obscure German literature to each other in bed. I'm about to make you even happier ... last night I had the idea to put this whole literature-quoting-thing into chapter 3 of La Musica. Yes, about ten months after chapter two, I finally know what to write in chapter three. It -might- just get written.
even in a tank if Hellstrom somehow contrived to shut Landa in one for a moment's peace. I wish I could write crack!fic. I have to imagine Landa in the tank, yelling helplessly and threatening to do horrible things to Hellstrom once he gets out, while Hellstrom sits on top of the tank, reading the newspaper, and smirking smugly.
The Australian ads for that show have a narrator with a disturbing tendency to pronounce "Lightmann" as "Eichmann." I think he'd disapprove of one of Lightman's employees ... named Eli ... ;) Now I'm trying to figure out how someone could possibly pronounce "Lightman" as "Eichmann". WTF.
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Haha, I know. My brother lived in Vienna for half a year and told me quite a few things about those wonderful vocabulary differences between German German and Austrian German. I have to admit that when I visited him, I was sometimes rather confused by things I read on the menu in restaurants.
Landa and Hellstrom arguing about food terminology must be hilarious. Especially when they're in Vienna and Landa lectures him and tells him how Hellstrom is wearing a big sign saying "Piefke" on his head if he says stuff like "Kartoffel".
Just reading that makes me squeal. ;)
Don't worry, I'm having the biggest writer's block of my life. I haven't written a single line of fic since May, I believe. Inspiration is only slowly coming back, with Landa/Hellstrom of all things, instead of the pairing I have to write for the fic exchange. But I know that I'll manage to write something for the fic exchange, too, I'm just not very motivated.
I'm about to make you even happier ... last night I had the idea to put this whole literature-quoting-thing into chapter 3 of La Musica. Yes, about ten months after chapter two, I finally know what to write in chapter three. It -might- just get written.
I wish I could write crack!fic. I have to imagine Landa in the tank, yelling helplessly and threatening to do horrible things to Hellstrom once he gets out, while Hellstrom sits on top of the tank, reading the newspaper, and smirking smugly.
I think he'd disapprove of one of Lightman's employees ... named Eli ... ;) Now I'm trying to figure out how someone could possibly pronounce "Lightman" as "Eichmann". WTF.