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[sticky post] Welcome, from Alice

Welcome to my journal, alice_on_fire.

This journal mainly revolves around my love for the pairing of Alice & Uncas from the glorious film "The Last of the Mohicans". In my opinion, it is the most epic love story ever told. Haven't seen it? Go watch it! :)

I will post fic, poetry, and various Alice/Uncas centered works on here that I create myself or find elsewhere (always giving credit with links, of course).

Part of the time this will also feature as an RP journal, from Alice's point of view. If it's an RP entry though it will always say that some place in the subject line, as well as in the tags.

I'm also big on other fandoms, have other interests, and use this journal socially, so feel free to talk to me. :)

You may call me Alice, or Miss Alice if you prefer.

Unnehtaunuh (blessings),

Alice Munro.

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I'm baaaack :D

Returned from my trip a couple of days ago and just needed some time to settle back in because it had been a long and exhausting ordeal. (I may detail more about it in a later entry)

I am still working on the fic "Deepest River" (Alice/Uncas fic) but am taking a break from it for at least a day because I have a bit of writer's block on it and I'm channeling my creative energies into another Hannibal fic in the meantime.

Wanted to let the world know that I am alive and writing, and available for contact if needed. :)

Hope you're all well! :P

Travel Disaster

Four hours from home, right on the freeway, the wheel bearings on our right rear tire go out...In the middle of nowhere, no exits in sight. Four more hours from our destination. Driving at a snail's pace on the shoulder of the road. Wow.

This day does not look to be a pleasant one. If we have to stop completely, far from any bathroom, I swear I will go pee in one of these fields.

At least we're still in a place where my phone can get 4G so that I can vent my frustrations.

But this whole situation is much too close to the birthday traveling disaster of just two weeks ago, and I am vowing to stay off the roads for a long time after this.

Crap story summarized: Alice is not happy...

Into the wilderness, I go :P

Well, it seems fitting (in a bad luck kind of way) that after all this obsessing I've been doing lately over characters who go tromping around in the wilderness, that I am going into 'the wilderness' myself now.

Tomorrow morning I leave for the backwoods of one of the most isolated places in the U.S. Forest and mountains all around me, no way to use a cell phone or hook my computer up to the internet. So sad... I'm an internet junkie so this is hard for me. lol!

Hopefully this trip will take only a week and I will be back to my journal and the rest of the lovely interwebz by late Friday. That depends on a number of variables though. It could be as long as 3 weeks, although I sincerely hope not. I think I would pull my hair out from frustration by then...

I will say this: Imagining scenarios where Alice and Uncas live happily together in some far-off, isolated place in the woods seems much more romantic than the idea of my own impending withdrawal from civilized society.

Hopefully I will be able to get lots of work done on my fic "Deepest River" though, while I'm gone, as well as the novel for the Hannibal fandom that I've been working on for months...

My creative energies feel pulled in every direction. Just about every fandom and original story idea that's ever popped into my head seems to be clawing at me and demanding attention right now. I think I will ponder this madness while I stare into the never-ending mass of trees that will soon surround me.
Currently working on a fic from Alice's POV about how she comes to love Uncas so passionately. I am trying to write in some original scenes as well as the ones from the movie that have been gone over countless times (not knocking those fics, because they were done very well. Some of them even made me cry, lol). I just feel that this fandom needs more fresh material and I'm trying to do that, with my limited knowledge of the culture and history. It's going surprisingly well...

Working title for the story is "Deepest River," but that may change.

I am choosing to write from Alice's point of view for this story, and probably will for most others, because it is more challenging for me. I've always been the 'strong, aggressive, fighting' kind of woman, more interested in boys' hobbies and often desiring to take on their role, and even thinking from a manly point of view at times. So writing from Uncas's point of view, while not necessarily 'easy', would come much more naturally to me and I'm hoping to push myself by understanding and being true to the beautiful and fragile Alice, honoring her character and her feelings and finding her own strength that I can highlight in the story...

Since my renewed obsession with the movie and my new-found understanding of (and therefore powerful appreciation and love for) the pairing I have also been doing research on the Mohican people and their culture and language. From what I can tell, they didn't all die off but actually migrated and married into other tribes once their lands were being taken over.

I will start posting my findings on that topic in this journal, since as a writer I am always hoping to be true to the characters and as accurate with the details as possible, and I've also developed a great love and respect for the Mahican people (alternate spelling of their anglicized tribe name, and whether you spell it "Mahican" or "Mohican" it's always pronounced muh-hee-cun--something that I believe the movie didn't get right) and so I want to know as much about them as possible.

I have Native American blood in me myself (Chickasaw from my father's side and Cherokee from my mother's) so perhaps it's instinctive that the Native American way of life has always appealed to me. I am taking great pleasure in researching this all-but-extinct people, and have been very pleased to find that those surviving members of the bloodline have recently discovered records of their language which had gone out of use for years. They are now attempting to re-introduce the language to their people and through that, get more in touch with their lost culture as well.

This page tells about that: http://mohican-nsn.gov/Departments/Tribal_Council/Committees_&_Boards/WalkInMohican.htm


Also, I just discovered an online English-to-Mahican Dictionary. :) Link below.

http://www.scribd.com/doc/48752313/Mohican-Dictionary-by-Lion-G-Miles



I am sure that Chingachgook, Uncas, and Hawkeye would be pleased to find that something of their people's ways has survived and resurfaced. Chingachgook's heartbroken words, "I am the last of the Mohicans" no longer seem so final to me. How beautiful that the spirit of this great tribe has lived on! ^-^