morgan_dhu | More Memage: This One's about Things I Love (Reply)

So there’s this meme going around, in which someone posts a list like the one I’m posting here, of 10 things you love that all begin with a specific letter, and if you want to play, you comment on their post and they give you a letter that you’re supposed to use to make your own list of 10 things you love that start with that one specific letter. I read a list created by

chlaal, and asked her for a letter, and she gave me the letter V.

So here are 10 things I love that begin with the letter V.

Vampires. I have a great fetishy love for vampires. The myth fascinates me, the idea of the undead who needs the living to survive. It’s all about lusts and dark desires and bitter bargains. I’m particularly attracted to the current cultural project to redeem the vampire – which to my mind heightens the struggle. It’s one thing to have this wonderful villain (at least from the perspective of a human being) that walks the night killing people for their blood in order to survive, this unrepentant clot of cold and dark and hunger and need that stalks the living, but… placing the struggle between need and empathy, light and darkness, living and dying within the mind (and maybe the soul) of one creature makes for fascinating reading.

Vulvas. And what lovely, rich, warm, soft, beautiful, delicious, earthy, lusty, playful, expressive things they are, too.

Vulcans. Well, one Vulcan in particular (yes, I was a Trekkie and I was a Mr. Spock fangirl from day one, and by day one, I mean September of 1966). And all the imagined versions of an alien culture based on logic and reason, which (in these days of scorn toward the “reality-based community” from worshipers of the Thing from the Outer Darkness that Sits in the House and his Canadian acolyte, the Thing that Rules on the Hill) somehow seems ever more attractive, at least in public life.

Vacations. I love vacations. They are times when I can sleep all I want and read books all day and night if it pleases me with no thought to mundane demands.

Vonarburg, Elisabeth. Amazing writer of stunningly thoughtful and lyrical science fiction. If you don’t know who she is, go read something by her today, in French or English. May I recommend Chroniques du pays des mères, published in English as In the Mothers' Land (and in English in Canada as The Maerlande Chronicles.

Violins. There is something about the sound that a violin makes – whether it’s being handled by Isaac Stern or Ashley MacIsaac or anyone in between) that strikes right into my soul and moves it to sing, to pray, to dance, to cry…

Volcanos. One of the great and dramatic reminders we have that no matter how powerful we think ourselves to be, the Earth can destroy us. As perhaps she should, considering what we’ve been doing to her and her other children.

Viridian. There are many shades of the colour green that I like, but viridian is one of my favourites. I love it because it’s the colour of the dark forest, with hints of earth and dark blue waters and all sorts of wonderful things. It has weight and depth and the kind of abiding strength to it that you find in the earth itself.

Vanagas. As in Povilas Vanagas and his spouse and skating partner Margarita Drobiazko. One of the best, most graceful, most expressive, most powerful ice dancing teams I’ve ever seen. Perhaps they weren’t always technically perfect – although at times in their amateur career they came very close – but there was always a sense of both thought and passion in their skating, and they could be wild and blazing, or soft and gentle, and always straight from the soul.

Vangelis. Specifically his score for the movie Chariots of Fire. I could listen to that music all day. In fact, sometimes I have.

Ok. Your turn. If you want one. Ask me for a letter.
Or just comment on the things I listed, if that's more your style.