3/8/12: I have since gone through this blog to discover that I referenced my love for Monsieur Shakespeare on my writing blog. Sorry about that!
As I referenced before in a post (or more, I can’t remember), I am a Shakespeare lover.
This appreciation for the Bard began one summer or autumn afternoon when I was a bored eleven or twelve-year old living in San Diego. My dad had all these books he never read, and for some reason, this day I decided while looking at his books that I would pick up one of his volumes of Shakespeare. I walked into my bedroom, sat on my bed, and just cracked it open. I read over the titles, and decided that Romeo and Juliet sounded promising. Before this moment, I didn’t know there were other dialects of English spoken at one point in history. And I hadn’t read a play before, let alone something as intense and lengthy as Romeo and Juliet is, so I was totally perplexed at what I was reading. I understood absolutely nothing, language-wise. Despite this, I was intrigued.
Some several years later, I am in school learning about this play again, but I am more invested. I have since learned the language of 15th century England, and my love for this play and Shakespeare’s works has expanded exponentially. I now know the story of the star-crossed lovers, and the challenges they faced. And my heart breaks for their tragic romance. What? I was fifteen!
I just realized I probably picked up Romeo and Juliet because of the 1995 film with Leonardo DiCaprio in it. I was obsessed with #1 Crush by Garbage on the radio, and I knew the song was from the movie. I never thought of that until now.
Since my teenage years, I have since read and fell in love with: Hamlet, Taming of the Shrew, and his sonnets.
As referenced in that other post, I have spent many a day analyzing the play and the underlying tones of it. And it’s for these reasons, that I tend to be ostracized by my peers. I am bookish, I love Shakespeare (which a lot of people hate because of the prose and language), and all that.
When I was getting to know this guy I met online, we discussed Shakespeare. At the time, I was serious about Shakespeare, and I judged people harshly for not understanding him. This guy wanted to understand him, and poetry as a whole, and so in a flirtatious move, I said I could help him understand Shakespeare if he so desired. He countered with a flirtatious response.
I don’t mind helping people learn Shakespeare, I’d find it fun.
I wouldn’t say that my devotion towards Shakespeare borders on obsession like the character of Mandela in 10 Things I Hate About You, but I definitely have a soft spot in my heart for him. And if a guy knows his works, and actually likes them, I take serious interest in them.