July 24, 2005

• Ten Fictional Characters I would like to sleep with (got tagged by theatre_loon)

  
  

  James Bond.  The Bond of the books, mark you.  Not Sean, not George, certainly not Roger, not Tim and not Pierce.  Bond.  Because, the Bond of the books, in my reading of them, isn't such a huge philandering flirt.  And I think he'd be damn exciting, and he'd care - there are enough indications that he regrets, misses, hurts.

  
  

  Arthur Dent.  I think he'd be funny, and we could laugh.  I'm a great one for laughing.

  
  

  Data.  "I am fully functional and programmed in multiple techniques."  Need I say more?

  
  

  Big.  From Sex and the City.  He's got such a growly voice.

  
  

  The High Floyers, from the Camomile Lawn.  Not necessarily at the same time: again, it's the way they care about Polly that makes them so incredibly attractive.  And, oh, those haircuts.  Prurrrrrr.

  
  

  (continuing the theme of Mary Wesley)  Willy, from The Vacillations of Poppy Carew.  Again, he likes to laugh.  But, he'd have to have a damn good wash first, being a pig farmer and all.

  
  

  Rupert Campbell-Black, (Riders, Rivals, and pretty much anything else by Jilly Cooper) but, only if he adored me the way he adored Taggie.  Although, as a fling, he would be quite quite wonderful, I'm sure.  And, being a public school boy, he would (according to Zak, who writes S/M fiction, among other things, and should know about this sort of thing), be quite happy to do anything.

  
  

  If I can't have Rupert, then I want Lysander, from the Man who Made Husbands Jealous.  Failing Lysander, then I'll settle for the Audio Book.

  
  

  Septimus, from Tom Stoppard's Arcadia.  He waltzes.  Very important.  Preferably before he's become the remorse-filled hermit in the hermitage, who's trying to work out fractals from Thomasina's equation.  Although, maths is sexy.

  
  

  Robert Brown, from the Just William books.  I have no idea why.  Maybe the haircut?

  
  

  xxx

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