Dec. 18th, 2006

rionaleonhart: final fantasy x-2: the sun is rising, yuna looks to the future. (oh god (quarkz))
The interesting thing about Oz and James’s Big Gay Wine Adventure is that I’m so used to James being the sane one on Top Gear. When he’s taken away from his utterly mad co-presenters, it’s easy to see just how relative the concept of ‘sanity’ is. James is clearly a complete lunatic, but I never really noticed it before because Jeremy and Richard are so much more insane.

Anyway! As proof of just how little willpower I actually have: not three days after making that List of Fics I Should Not Write, I had written one of them. Specifically, the James May/Oz Clarke one. It was pointless and plotless and was, y’know, James/Oz, but at least I’ve got it written, right? It’s out of my system, right?

Wrong.

Because I don’t think it’s really possible to write a fanfic for a pairing without at least beginning to develop some sort of fondness for it, or at least some sort of understanding of how it might work, no matter how much you may have disliked it when you began. And the concept of James/Oz, which started as something lighthearted and silly and, frankly, disturbing, has been buzzing around inside my mind and gaining more and more weight. Writing the fic didn’t kill it: it only made it stronger. And now I want to read more James/Oz, and who on Earth is going to write more James/Oz for me to read? Why must I latch onto such odd pairings? Nobody else is going to write this! Ever!

Well, actually, this may not strictly be true - at least, I hope that it’s not - because some mysterious person over on [livejournal.com profile] characterlove also seems to be suffering from James/Oz-related ideas, after some silly roleplaying that, er, I may have instigated. I am very pleased by this! I have mad delusions of single-handedly creating a little army of James/Oz-writing lunatics. It will be glorious.

Why oh why oh why can't I get this pairing out of my head? Granted, it's got moments like "Ahaha, I'll start again - I touched you again." "You touched me again!" "I can't stop it!" and Oz wanting them to sleep on the exact spot he and his girlfriend were on and, y'know, being in a jacuzzi together in paper thongs, which is certainly more than most of my non-insane pairings get, but it is still utterly, utterly inexcuseable.

The moral of this post is that you may think that writing the insane pairing will make it leave you alone, but you are probably very, very wrong. Also that James/Oz should probably never be written under any circumstances, but I want you to write it anyway.

WHY HAVE I MADE AN ENTIRE POST ABOUT OZ AND JAMES’S BIG WINE ADVENTURE? IT IS A TINY SILLY BRITISH SPECIALIST PROGRAMME ABOUT WINE. I’M NOT EVEN INTERESTED IN WINE. THERE ARE ONLY GOING TO BE FIVE EPISODES. I THINK THAT MAYBE THREE OF YOU WATCH IT. Oh, well, never mind. (It's not just a post about the programme, anyway. It is also about my being an idiot, and it imparts a valuable lesson! About, er, crackpairings!)