Auliya here, somewhat of a noob; I've been poking around the DN forum a while but it seems to... well, suck really. Not much going on there and what is, sucketh. The almighty Google directed me here.
I'm a lurker mostly, you probably won't see many posts from me. I like to watch
My first experience with Dune was when I was about 10. I woke up in the middle of the night to find my father lying on the floor on a mushroom trip watching Lynch's Dune. It was at the scene where Paul takes the Water of Life. I was mesmerized. I hid behind the couch and watched the rest of the movie and then went to bed and had the most fantastical dreams. Books were already a huge part of my life; I'm a bit of a nerd and have terrible social skills. My friends in print were always there for me without judgement and written plots were a wonderful way to escape my horrid home life.
But back to Dune.... It shaped my young life and the way I see the world and other people. It gave me a deep respect for my natural environment and an appreciation of living sparsely and without luxuries. It nurtured a love for the dry desert places and their precisely evolved denizens, so misunderstood and loathed by so many. I learned a love for silence and solitude and it gave me such dreams as I had never had before. I devoured the books. They were amazing and continue to enthrall me to this day as I reread them in a never ending cycle.
..... and then there was Brian. and Kevin. and my ass began to hurt. They sure did make a mess of things. I tried to read their books, really I did, but they just sucked. I made it through the prequels, the Legends trilogy but that was as much as I could stand. They made a mockery of my holy books. It is unfortunate that I bought several of them before ever having read one but at least I know I'll never run out of toilet paper. They're a bit scratchy on the anus but to me, it's worth it. I am currently wiping my ass with Paul of Dune, and am grateful that my sewer system is up to the task.