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[rodneyscat]

Don't get me wrong. I know that the chances of even just meeting Elijah in a 'can I have your autograph and I really think you're awesome in ::insert a future movie::' way, are very small. And even if I would meet him, I would leave exactly the same impression on him as I did the one time I did get to meet him: none at all (I'm not being cynical about this, just being realistic) and most of the time (let's say 99,9% of the time, ok?) I'm completely content with that. I love watching him in his movies, watching pictures, reading about him, about what little of his private life, of himself, that we get to see, about his work. He makes my heart go pitter patter Every Single Time. The way he looks, the way he sounds, serious, giddy, amused, subdued, openhearted or reserved.

But every now and then it hits me: I'll never have him.

It's completely outrageous to even think something like that. Of course I'll never have him!

But damn, every so often, for a moment. Ouch.

It doesn't even hurt in a funny, haha, silly me, way.

Just remember that I really completely realize there's no way, not ever... I'm not stupid you know. And usually it's not an issue. Just twice a year. For a short while.

Nope, I'll never have him

Comments

[samena.livejournal.com]

I understand. You know when it hit me?? At c4, when I was standing outside the shopping center, looking in through the windows to catch a last glimpse of the boys, and Dom looked my way (he was looking at all the people gathered there) and his glance just totally passed over me. At that moment I knew I was just a face in the crowd to him, and I would never be anything more than that. It stung a bit, I'll admit, but I guess I just needed that little reality check right then. I'm OK with it now - and the same goes for Elijah.

[andraste-oz.livejournal.com]

I could've written the above paragraph myself, only with "Dom" in place of "Elijah". It just gets me sometimes, even though my brain knows it's ridiculous.

So yes. I feel your pain.

[elliebethany.livejournal.com]

I bet that's pretty close to true for a lot of us. I feel like that too, sometimes.

[rodneyscat.livejournal.com]

That's part of the problem isn't it? Because in fact we'd all like to be special, different in that way.

[rodneyscat.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah, C4 certainly rubbed it in. It was great and painful at the same time.

[rodneyscat.livejournal.com]

That's one of the things that make me realize for me it's Elijah first and formost. I just love him to bits. Most of the time in a 'Squee, my favorite celebrity!!' kind of way, and sometimes I just love him a wee bit too much or too real.

[samena.livejournal.com]

Yes, it certainly was. And I forgot to mention that despite that reality check, I sometimes still have that feeling you describe. Like yesterday, when I read that Elijah wants to get married someday, and have a family, my insides sort of knot together, you know? It's pure envy, I'm sure, of the lucky gal who'll ensnare him one day.

[elliebethany.livejournal.com]

Well, yes! It may be a consoling thought for some that they're not alone, but mostly it's just really not fun to realise you're a drop in the ocean of smitten fangirls who will never have a chance. Even though reason says we're all just as unique as he is (and there's a nasty voice in my head that keeps telling me I should get a life).

[hunnyfreak.livejournal.com]

*agrees with you*

Yeah i know i'm married. Yeah i love my hubbie to bits. But that fangirly in me still dreams of Dom, and what we could do if we hooked up! *sigh*

[elliebethany.livejournal.com]

Heh, I've been wishing I had someone in RL to distract me, but maybe that wouldn't cure me either. :)

[http://users.livejournal.com/_riz/]

Y'know what that makes me think of? (I definitely do sympathize, by the way.) But... the girl that is going to end up Mrs. Wood or Mrs. Monaghan is probably going to be someone who hasn't even seen LOTR. Or at least hasn't loved it as much as all of us. Which is understandable, I suppose, but it's still... rargh. I mean, who's going to appreciate them more? ;) But from their perspective, there's a definite appeal there. I mean, if I were them, dating someone even remotely fangirlish, I'd constantly worry it wasn't ME they were really with, just the idea, trying to be a part of the whole phenomenon... Er. </rant>

[http://users.livejournal.com/_riz/]

P.S. Yay, Dropkick Murphys!

[evyg.livejournal.com]

i think the best way to approach these things is by realizing (and we all KNOW this, but wanting to realize it is an entirely different thing) that they're just people, and no better than the bloke sitting next to you at the pub. sure, they may *seem* like the best thing you've ever seen, but what we get is the best of at all times. we get the charming and the funny and the sexy and the adorable, without any of the drawbacks of "real" people.

so ultimately, a celebrity crush is just that: you never get to know the real person, and WERE you to, there's as big a chance of a relationship failing as with any other guy. the difference is that the letdown would probably be so much worse, when you realize people aren't all they're jacked up to be. and you'll be kicking yourself for a long time for falling for it.

(not saying now that they might not be great people, but i can guarantee they're definetly not the greatest you'll ever encounter)

that said, what i'm REALLY here for was to ask you: what do you think of Dropkick?? :D

[rodneyscat.livejournal.com]

Elijah a let down in RL? Nah, he's perfect.

About the other thing: I love 'm! (http://www.livejournal.com/users/dutch_eowyn/218504.html?thread=1932936#t1932936) Can't wait to see them live :D

[rodneyscat.livejournal.com]

Absolutely!

[sophrosyne31.livejournal.com]

It is a nasty shock, isn't it? I mean, I consider myself a perfectly sane person with a happy full life, but part of me feels as if I have some special prerogative with someone like Dom or Elijah (and even using their first names so casually is kinda absurd, in a way, but then again, not as much as constantly saying 'Elijah Wood' as if there might be another....) sorry, where was I? So much energy and attention we've put in! So much affection and appreciation. But then I realise, as someone else said, that that itself pretty much likely precludes someone like me from ever having any chance, never mind the difficulties with geography and privacy and all the rest of the obstacles between me and those illustrious people. Who are, as someone else said, probably quite normal really.

Me, I don't ever want to meet any of them, because I'd just say something feeble and be a dork and then have to live with that for evermore instead of my idle daydreams.

[foxykc.livejournal.com]

Ok, being older and far more disillusioned than all of you -- the dream is far nicer than the reality. Trust me on this.

Ok, that's bullshit. Just one shot, that's all I ask.

But the face in the crowd thing -- it's that very thing that always makes me think I am NOT going to these cons because that's all I am -- face in the crowd.

You have a part of Elijah that no one else has, DutchE: your impression of him and the way it melds with YOU as an individual. No one else has that. No one.

[betterintype.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it really hit me when I was at Bacchus. I was the only one on a ladder in the general vascinity (sp?) and I thought that he'd look at me, being higher than anyone else, but he didnt. at all.

of course he looked DOWN at my group of friends on the ground and threw them a bead, but he didnt even look at me.

:-/ it hurts. We put so much time and emotion into loving and caring for these people and we'll never get anything in return for it outside of the chance "here's my autograph, it was wonderful to meet you" at a convention or something.

[not-alone.livejournal.com]

But every now and then it hits me: I'll never have him.

My God - that is exactly how I feel, only with me I'm afraid it happens a little more often. Because I'm so ancient in fan terms I try to kid myself that its a 'maternal' interest I have in him but of course in truth it something far from motherly. I have so many things to be happy for, a wonderful husband who loves me, and I him, two lovely kids (both older than Lij), a nice home - and I feel I should really just consider the happiness Elijah has given me as a bonus and be content with watching him in films etc. But I'm not. I want the impossible. And when I really think about it, that I'll never mean anything to him other than one of a million fans, I am overwhelmed with misery. And it seems part of human nature to never be satisfied. Twelve months ago I really believed there was no way I'd ever meet him. When I heard he was coming to CM4 I was almost hysterical. Then I met him, and it was wonderful, brief but wonderful, but I remember fighting back the tears on the journey home because I wanted more.

[abundantlyqueer.livejournal.com]

wow, these comments are just ... wow. i think my experience is rather different because a) i have a strong need to NEVER meet anyone i've written fanfic about. i mean, i know intellectually that, say, elijah is a real person with real feelings and does not in fact spend every waking moment in a romantic fever over orli. but emotionally i haven't quite taken that on board. being confronted with the real physical person and seeing that he IS a person would undoubtedly put a stop to any more fanfic on the subject. i met daniel day-lewis very briefly (as in 'hello' 'eh, hello' *wobbly smile and my friend manages to trip over herself*) and it cut me off half way through a hawkeye/uncus epic.

in addition, the vast majority of my fic (pretty much everything except the aragorn/legolas and 'london calling/the ice age') has been written TO sumbitch. i tend to identify her with elijah: lots of his mannerisms in my stories are modeled on her, and i've lifted sections of sex scenes wholesale from our own play.

but mainly, and this has been a theme with me ever since christian slater in 'heathers', it's not that i *want* these guys, it's that i want to *be* these guys. the gnawing misery you feel over never having elijah sounds just like the pain i feel when i realize that i will never ever no matter how long i live wake up and find it's my turn to be johnny depp. or even viggo mortensen for cryin' out loud.

[empressaurelius.livejournal.com]

Ooh, yes. I'm very familiar with this sort of thing, as I experience quite often myself. *Sighs* It doesn't even seem worth it to look at other people and settle for LESS sometimes, huh?

Raises her hand...

[trianne.livejournal.com]

When Elijah pointed at me and said, "yes?" at the screening on that Saturday night at Collectormania4 (you were at the other one, remember?), and I didn't believe he meant me and he had to repeat it - "yes, lady in the 4th row" - I could have wept. Cos he saw me. Of course, what he saw was my two beautiful daughters bouncing on either side of me to grab his attention; but, for a split second, he *saw* me. And I spoke to him and he *heard* me, and he looked straight at me and he replied to what I said. Yet 0.69 seconds later he had forgotten I existed. Until my daughter A reminded him the next day, of course.

I love him. I was thinking about it on the train from Manchester, having said a reluctant goodbye to the wondrous finduilas_clln, and I tried to tell myself it was time to grow up, time to let it go. I am easily old enough to be his mother, it's ridiculous. But here I sit, with the exquisite drawing Fin made for me of Elijah and I could cry from loving him. I will never meet him again, most likely, and if I did all he would see would be this silly old lady with pining eyes. Yet knowing it's pathetic, knowing it's wrong on so many levels, knowing all that doesn't change a thing. Elijah fills an empty space and I don't really want to have to go through my life as it is right now, with a void. So he's there. Not just because he's the most beautiful man on the planet, not just because he's Frodo; because he's also funny and talented and god damnit, he's *interesting*. He interests me, anyway. Greatly. *hugs*

[loreley-se.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I know. It stings, in spite of us being old and wise women!!! When that happens to me I try convincing myself that in RL probably he wouldn´t be that great...that it would go on my nerves how he spends hours and hours with the playstation, how he STILL doesn´t know how to operate the washing machine, how he can´t cook anything but microwave maccaroni cheese...

It´s not working though...

[way2.livejournal.com]

it's not that i *want* these guys, it's that i want to *be* these guys

That's part of it for me, too. FOTR came out at about the time I hit a disappointing patch in my life, and as much as I'd love to shag them all silly, even more, I'd like to inhabit a version of their lives. It's the way they appear to be having a complete and utter blast, their enthusiasm, the affection they have for each other, their intelligence and talent, their multitude of interests, their playfulness, their senses of humor (OMG!) and their thoughtfulness. The work they do is varied and fascinating and they get to try out being other people, as well as meeting boatloads of incredible, creative people. They have traveled all over the world. They're full of energy and life and laughter and possibilities. They're young and unscathed enough to say things like "I don't believe in regrets."

Plus, if they wanted to, they could all have fabulous sex with each other. *dies of envy*

[singeaddams.livejournal.com]

God, no, please, not the mac and cheese...