Encrypted Fangirl Message

We interrupt your regular reading schedule of rather lengthy semi-coherent posts usually about writing and books on The Road of a Writer to bring you the interesting (?) phenomenon of a brief message from a screaming, flailing, entirely incoherent fangirl who claims to be dying of “all the feels” or some such.

*Begin Encrypted Message*

A;LSJDFLKSJDL;KASJDLFKSAJDLFKJSLDJ
GUYS
THERE’S A TRAILER THING
AND IT’S
I JUST
AAAAAHHHH
I CAN’T
WHY ISN’T IT MAY ALREADY
I NEED IT TO BE MAY
DYING
ALKDJFLKSJDFL
HAWKEYE AND BUCKY AND ALL IN ONE MOVIE
BUT PAIN TOO AND JUST NO

BUT I NEED IT SO MUCH
ASKDJF
BUCKY & HAWKEYE
AND ALL MAH PEOPLES
HAWKEY & BUCKYYYYYY *flail*
TRAILER THING
SEE
SEE SEE SEE???
TRAILER
AAAAAAAAAAAHHHH
WATCH IIIIIIIIIIIIT
*flailing*

halp
dying here
send help
a time machine to May 6th would be extremely helpful
thank you goodbye I’ll just be in my fangirl corner dying thanks

*End Encrypted Message*

For those who understood that reference* that message, thank you for reading. For others, we apologize that we cannot provide a translation at this time as our staff is mysteriously missing and/or incapacitated and cite above message and NaNo as culprits of this phenomenon.

We now return to our regularly scheduled program. Thank you.

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Of October Madness

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I know I used this in my last post, but I’m posting it again because it’s an accurate depiction of my feelings right now. (Which is why I put together this handy graphic. ;))

I’m a little in shock about it being November already. How. Even.

Still, my October madness ishness was as follows!

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Life

I feel like I was gone all month — if not literally, at least mind-wise.

I went to a fair/rodeo thing for the first time in forever, which was a lot of fun. Also some NaNo events — yay!

Then last week I was camping . . . Just the right thing to do before NaNo instead of plotting, am I right? 😉

I was also sick for a week smack-dab in the middle of the month, which totally threw me off. Not to mention my dead internet.

I basically spent the month in a blur of being insanely busy and unprepared, flailing around trying to get caught up on things and prepare for NaNo and panicking over The Rose and the Raven and not having my NaNo novel plotted. …Actually, I’m still panicking over those things! Funny how that works…

Watching

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I saw Ever After: A Cinderella Story, which I always hear about but had never seen. It was not what I was expecting, but fun.

I finished my re-watching catch-up of the Hunger Games movies (paiiin) because for some reason the final one is coming out in a couple of weeks… I still haven’t read the books so I know next to nothing about what’s going to happen in Mockingjay Part 2, except a certain couple of deaths; but I have a feeling I’m going to be very upset about the entire movie. *sigh* I don’t even know why I inflict this series on myself…

I also saw Age of Ultron again. HAWKEYE!! 😀 No, I’m not going to shut up about him; he’s just the best, okay? Don’t deny it.

Star Wars Youtube Stuff

starwars7posterI saw two Star Wars things recently, so that gets its own category this round of Ishness. 😉 Have you seen the new trailer for Star Wars Episode VII (The Force Awakens) yet?? It is HERE and looks amazing.

And it’s not new, but I only just saw it and thought it was funny enough to share if you haven’t seen it: a Star Wars Episode I (The Phantom Menace) parody of the song American Pie. It’s really funny.

Reading

I read nothing in October.

I know, I know, you’re probably as shocked as David Tennant… And so am I. But my month was SO insane I had positively no time to read. I was going to read a very long book for review (that I happen to be EXTREMELY excited about. I’ve been waiting for this book to come out for a year now) and didn’t get to it and consequently got to nothing else.

So. No books. It’s sad.

Writing

Mostly my writing this month was (trying to) plot The Silver Forest. And getting distracted by Tare from my Kedran’s Wood series (because he has no sense of timing) and ending up plotting his series as well accidentally, and being informed there’s yet another novella in the series, bringing it up to 9 stories. Also Teague, from The Other Half of Everything, who has, if possible, an even WORSE sense of timing, tried to distract me too. So I ended up writing snippets of both of them (not together, though; thank goodness).

R&RI also did some writing of (my possible Rooglewood Press contest entry) The Rose and the Raven, bringing its total up to 5k words, as I believe I mentioned. It’s currently on hold (perhaps indefinitely…. I don’t even know right now. But I can’t focus on anything besides NaNo at the moment).

My total words for October was about 3000. Which, for the month before NaNo and considering the insanity, I’m calling a win.

October Snippets

For fun, here are some snippets of The Other Half of Everything, and of Tare and friends. In which Teague makes it his life goal to turn Meridian into a bookworm, and Tare makes spicy tea.

The Other Half of Everything

    Teague sighed as if he carried the burden of the world on his shoulders, and stood up. “My new life goal is to turn you into a bookworm. Preferably of fantasy. Read this.” He held out a book with a plain brown cover.
    “What?” I said.
    “Read it,” he repeated.
    “Why would I want to read a book?” I protested.
    “Pretend it’s a movie.”
    I gave him a look. Then I tried again. “Why would I want to read this book?”
    “Because I am selflessly lending it to you. What do you do when people are kind enough to lend you things?”
    “Normally I put them carefully on a shelf and then do my homework,” I said without thinking, forgetting momentarily that I had graduated.
    “And then?”
    “And then I procrastinate over doing them until the last second before I have to give them back, because I never actually want to do them and am just being polite.”
    Teague gave me look of mild disbelief. “Polite? You?”
    I leaned forward slightly, looking him squarely in the eye, and said very seriously in a lowered voice as if it was a secret: “Are you talking to a mirror?”
    He pushed the book toward my face and I was forced to grab it as he dropped it—which apparently he knew I would do. Infuriating. Then he turned and started crossing the room. “Just read the book.”
    “Again: why?” I asked his retreating back.
    “It’s homework,” he said over his shoulder.
    “Homework?” I repeated.
    Teague spun halfway round. “Yes. Because I am your employer and I said to read it.” There may have been a glint in his eye.
    “You’re evil.”
    “Nope. Just your employer. And are you not listening? I said this was my new life goal. It would be extremely considerate of you to go along with it, you know.”
    I shook my head and gave up. It was too ridiculous. “If you say so, ‘boss’.”
    “ ‘Teague’, thanks,” he corrected as he sailed off through the door back to his writing.

***

A series of loud thumps proceeded from the direction of the kitchen. Then silence.

“I don’t want to know what that was!” I called.

“Remarkably wise of you,” Teague called back.

“I still don’t want to know what that was!” I warned.

“That’s probably for the best.”

***

Mixup at Kedran’s Wood (KW 2.5 novella)

Tare leaned over and poked the fire in the hearth with the poker. “Anyone want some tea?” he asked.
    They sat in stunned silence, blinking at him, until he finally looked over his shoulder at them.
    “Some what?” Ivy demanded.
    “Tea,” Tare repeated with a flat look. “You know—that thing that people drink.” There was a strong note of sarcasm behind it.
    “But why would—?” Lavender began, trying to understand why Tare was talking about tea or why he would have any.
    “Because it’s there,” Tare cut in, exasperated, “and I thought I’d offer you some. Have it if you want.” He flapped a hand in the direction of the table. “Otherwise, forget it.” And he dropped into a chair.
    Now that they looked where he had waved, they saw the brown tea pot crouched on the table among the other stuff, steam curling upward from the spout.
    “Did it not come in black?” Baz teased.
    Tare tilted his head with a fake and humorless smile. “Haha.”
    Marie poured some of the hot tea into a few brown ceramic cups and handed them around.
    “Ooh, cinnamon!” Baz said happily, staring into his cup.
    Tare sent him a weird look. “There’s . . . no cinna—”
    But Baz had taken his first sip, and started to cough. After a cautious sip from each of the others, most of them were coughing too. Tare just looked at them all like he couldn’t figure them out.
    Adrian grinned. “Come on, guys, it can’t be that bad.” Adrian took one large gulp, choked, coughed several times, and managed to splutter, “What is in that?”
    Tare gave him a hard stare. “I told you. It’s tea.”
    “That’s not tea, that’s dragon fire in a cup!” Jake gasped, clutching at his throat.
    “Well excuse me for not noticing the dragon when I was making it. I guess I need to work on my observation skills.”
    “No, really, what is it?” Marie asked.
    “It’s ginger tea,” Tare answered, nonplussed.
    “No way—what else?” Adrian said.
    Tare shrugged. “Lemon and honey . . .” He paused as if thinking. “And cayenne pepper.”
    “Seriously?” Ivy exclaimed
    “Oh my goodness,” Lavender managed.
    “Is that what the little floaty red specks were—not cinnamon?” Baz squealed indignantly.
    “What is wrong with you that you would ruin perfectly good tea like that?” Marie said.
    “And then feed it to your friends,” Adrian added.
    “Maybe he wanted a good laugh,” Jake said.
    “Maybe he wanted to kill us,” Baz put in.
    “Maybe, I’m neither laughing nor killing anyone and don’t understand what is wrong with you that you are all dying on me over some tea.” Tare folded his arms.

What’s Next?

SilverForestCoverFinalSo that’s what was up in October. As for November, well, as you may guess I’m very busy writing! If you’re doing NaNo and would like to be buddies on the site, you can find me here. 🙂

I don’t know how “around” I’ll be online this month, but never fear — I’ve scheduled some posts of some old writings of mine on the blog this month so that I won’t entirely forget and abandon y’all. Hope you’ll enjoy them!

And good luck on whatever your plans are, especially all you NaNoers! (Only because you may need more “good lucks” than less insane people. 😉 ) YOU CAN DO IT!

Meantime, I’d best get going on filling this November with some Ishness of its own.

I’m off into the Silver Forest. I may get lost on the way, but it’s bound to be interesting all the same. See you on the other side…

(And I’m just going to leave you with this thing I made, even though only Leverage fans will get it…)

Splintered: A Thor/Loki Fanfic

(Notes:

This, like my Hawkeye fanfiction, was a dream I had and then wrote down. If it’s weird, that’s why…

I wrote this back when I had only seen “The Avengers” and hadn’t yet seen either of the Thor movies… so I didn’t know Thor used to grin in Thor 1, and hadn’t seen Loki’s hair like it was in the dungeon scene in Thor 2.

These characters don’t belong to me, obviously, but to Marvel.

Pictures from Pinterest.

This is just for fun.

Hope you enjoy.)

“Splintered”
A Thor and Loki Fanfiction

by
Deborah O’Carroll

Starring
an Old House
a Random Girl (that’s me)
and
Thor and Loki from the Marvel Movies


974dd788523f19b1affc1d42aeccf977I walked gingerly along the half-finished floor of a room in the big old wooden house that was under repair, trying to find safe footholds on the rickety boards that I feared might snap under my weight. Whoever was fixing this place wasn’t doing a very good job.

But hopefully Thor, who was following my lead, would catch me if I fell. Come to think of it, why wasn’t the so-called floor merely falling apart beneath his weight? He probably weighed a ton.

I swiveled to see how he was faring in our crossing of the room.

Thor was walking easily, his fair hair and silvery armor dulled in the faint light, his dark clothes blending with the shadows, and his red cloak swaying after him as he strode along, finding the solid beams beneath the floorboards.

As he went, he glanced down and absently poked at a board with his boot. The piece of wood snapped and fell away. He kicked another and it met the same fate.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

He glanced at me. In his serious and strong-jawed face, dusted with golden stubble, there suddenly flashed what if I hadn’t known better I would have thought was a gleam of malicious intent. It looked more like an expression his brother Loki–who was in the back yard and who we were on our way to find–might make, than anything that would cross the face of Thor under normal circumstances.

(That’s as close to devious as I could find. Thor just doesn’t make devious faces, y’all…)

Saying nothing, he leaned over and started deliberately breaking the floorboards with his hands, in a way that jeopardized my currently safe footing.

“No,” I said, as I stepped hastily backward, and then “nonononono!” in one long word with five short syllables as the boards under me caved in partly so that I fell backward and slid halfway between them. I ended up lying on my back at the bottom of the slanting wood; if I moved the wrong way, I would slide down under the house.

Thor kept coming toward me, leaping lightly from beam to beam, tearing up boards. With his hammer, he could probably have demolished the entire house in three seconds flat, but fortunately he did not have it with him. Apparently he was in a mood for leisurely destruction.

Something was clearly wrong with him.

With some little difficulty, I scrambled out of my precarious position and streaked across the room as quickly as the treacherous floor would allow. I dashed out a side door and I found myself outside on a sort of balcony-porch—only half-finished like most of the house—that was several feet above the ground and didn’t have any steps yet.

I turned toward the back-yard and made a call for help to the only person for miles who might be able to do something.

“Loki!” I yelled.

A short silence followed. I could still hear Thor shattering the floor inside. Then the thin smooth face, sharp nose, and long sleek black hair (spiky in the back) of Loki appeared just above the side of the balcony’s floor, where he had apparently climbed up.

“What,” he said, more in annoyance than inquiry, as he pulled himself higher.

“Help,” I squeaked, barely suppressing an exclamation mark, in a sort of sheepish but panicked plea. Loki was the last person I could imagine going to for help.

Apparently he thought the same thing. His face held a blank and incredulous look as he tilted his head slightly to one side and blinked his shifty eyes at me as though trying to grasp the idea.

Louder crashing ensued from inside.

“Thor’s breaking things!” I wailed.

“Ah.” The questioning look cleared and Loki vaulted himself over the edge of the balcony up to where I stood, his green cloak swishing, and went inside through the doorway I had left by.

Careful to stay away from the area I had been in before, I hurried inside the house another way to find the people who lived in the more completed rooms. I paused in a doorway, unable to go further due to a rift in the floor, and found them in a hurried state, trying to leave. With good reason. Thor’s previous noises paled to nothing in comparison to the catastrophic smashing that now came from the far end of the house, the tell-tale signs of a fight between Thor and Loki.

“Girls!” the mother called. She was a tall thin woman in grey, with wispy blond hair pulled up into a bun on the back of her head.

Her three daughters scampered from the other room where they had apparently been grabbing coats, and began following her out, along with their two dogs who were barking frenziedly at the sounds of the battle.

(In the dream, the mom was Mrs. Everdeen from Hunger Games)

(And two of the girls were Bard’s daughters from The Hobbit movies)

In her haste, the oldest daughter, dark-haired and wearing blue, dropped a pail she was carrying, and it slid down a sloping board.

“Bucket, bucket,” she said, running after it to fetch it back, while the mother called for her to leave it and hurry, herding the two younger girls with blond curls out the door. But the older girl retrieved it quickly and all four of them quickly exited the house, the two dogs following half-heartedly as though torn between going with them and staying to bark at the strangers who were breaking the house.

As I was about to go back out the way I had come, the floor suddenly gave way beneath me—chain reaction from the next room, I supposed—and for the next several minutes I was engaged in trying to clamber my way out from a tangle of broken wood. During that time, things got oddly quiet except for the one dog, who had stayed and was still barking.

I couldn’t find any sort of proper footing on what used to be the first floor, so I clambered up more wreckage to a sort of attic area. It was dark up there, and piled with stuff, but I managed to find a place to stand at the edge of the gaping hole that used to be the ceiling of what had once been the room Thor and Loki had been fighting in.

The dog barked still, and I heard the oldest girl, who must have come back for it, telling the dog, “Be quiet—you’ll wake him!” The dog quieted and apparently left with the girl, for there was silence.

Wake him? I scanned the dark attic anxiously, the words “Waken a sleeping giant . . .” running through my head. It was hard to see in the dark, but I gradually made out a mattress by one wall with a pile of blankets tumbled on top. They shifted, and a pair of boots stuck out at one end suddenly. The person under the blankets moved again and the coverings fell away, showing Thor curled up under his scarlet cloak, apparently napping after his fight.

Not wanting to wake him in case he still had any smashing feelings left, and wondering where Loki was, I tried to tiptoe quietly away.

Despite my efforts, the floor creaked. Thor stirred, flicked his cloak to one side and sat up, stretching his arms over his head. Then he glanced over at me. His mane of blond hair was all pushed back instead of falling to both sides of his face as usual, and he smiled.

“Greetings,” he said in his deep rumble of a voice.

“I’ll just be leaving,” I said.

“What, no kiss to commemorate my victory?” he jested, grinning again. A big grin on him was so weird . . . He stretched again and the movement caused the floorboards to quake a little.

I felt my portion of the floor begin to teeter—I was about to fall.

“Eheh,” I said, grinning skittishly at Thor as I tried to regain my balance and not panic and plummet to my death. “Loki!” I hissed urgently in a furious whisper in the general direction of where the shattered room used to be. Where was he?

Thor looked in that direction as though he saw something.

Loki!” I yelled again.

Loki’s head and shoulders appeared, poking up above the edge of the hole in the floor, his black hair no longer sleeked back and instead hanging forward over his ears from the fight. It struck me that I had never seen his hair like that before.

Thor and Loki faced each other, opposites—Thor with his fair hair pushed back, and grinning, Loki with his dark hair hanging down, and serious-looking. They both looked so different than they usually did, just with their changes of expression and what their hair was doing.

“I win,” Thor said in his deep voice, still smirking.

“You usually do,” Loki’s more flute-like voice said. I blinked. That was an uncharacteristically truthful and non-competitive thing for him to say . . . He turned to me, casting a brief look at his brother and saying with mock-weariness, “Let us be going before he knocks down the entire building.”

He lent me some balance with his arm so I could get off the unsafe part of the floor, and we exited through a far-window, leaving a still-grinning Thor watching us leave, reclining in comfort on a mound of pillows. We climbed back down onto the unfinished balcony. As soon as we were standing there safely, I turned and stared at Loki.

“What is going on?” I said.

“We have to go and find out why he’s being so petty and violent and foolish—it’s out of his character,” Loki said, looking thoughtful.

Thor is acting out of character? I thought. Then what about you? Normally Loki would have enjoyed calling his brother those things, and grinned the whole time.

(“Wait… what?”)

“And we have to find out why you’re acting so serious and noble,” I said as a test.

I expected Loki to blink and suddenly realize he’d been acting like his brother, and shake his head and say, “Oh, is that what I’ve been doing. It’s a repulsive feeling.” Then he would suddenly flash his brilliant grin with all his white teeth and sleek his black hair back, saying, “You know what? You go on ahead. I’m staying right here.” And then he would leap back inside, from where further fighting noises would shortly ensue.

Instead he paused, tilting his head and raising an eyebrow. “And that,” he agreed. Then he blinked and shook his head slightly as if thinking that’s not right, and half remembering . . . but he couldn’t seem to grasp it. He blinked again and shrugged.

“Loki,” I said, almost saying ‘Thor’. “I think someone switched out your personalities with each other.”

“I think you’re right,” Loki said. “Come, we must solve this.”

He strode toward the end of the balcony and I followed him.

Favorite Screen Characters Tag

(I really should have titled this post “In Which I Fangirl a Ton”…)

So I’ve been tagged by both Victoria and Tracey for the “Favorite Screen Characters Tag”! So I thought I should do it. 😉 Do check out their awesome blogs! Stori Tori’s Blog and Tracey Dyck: Adventure Awaits!

The rules for this tag are to list your ten favorite characters from movies or TV, and to tag ten other bloggers. We’ll see how this goes…

Okay. Ten is not nearly enough, so these are going to be fairly random, off-the-top-of-my-head-ish, and not necessarily my FAVORITES, but a good selection, and not in any particular order.

I’m keeping a one-character-per-movie rule so that I don’t end up with only Lord-of-the-Rings-and-Hobbit characters and Avengers… >.> Also I am keeping it down to live-action because that’s how it ended up. (Even though I love Hiccup and Toothless and Flynn Rider and Jack Frost and Howl and… yes. *cough* I will just stop now. TEN IS FAR TOO FEW. *wails*) And somehow this ended up entirely a list of guys. Whoops.

Um. Yes. Anyways, I had to make some rules, otherwise I would be here all day — or possibly not here at all because I would be trying to wrestle it down to ten and would be at it for the next several hundred years… Ahem.

(Fortunately this isn’t a BOOK characters tag… Because then I’d really be doomed. XD)

On with the show!

(…Get it? Show? *cough* Okay I’ll stop with the puns. >.>)

Eliot (Leverage)

First of all, we just need to take a moment to talk about how amazing Eliot Spencer is. He’s from Leverage, a super awesome crimey-heisty-con-artist-robin-hood-ish show, where each member of the team has their expertise. Eliot’s? He’s the fighter. You know that whenever Eliot’s around, everything will be okay because he always wins. (Or… Almost always.) If I was on a quest and could pick sidekicks, I’d want me an Eliot to keep me safe. You know you can trust him to do the best thing and do it well. I love his interactions with the other characters in the show who I love too. But Eliot can basically do any kind of fighting and is just beyond awesome. (Plus he can cook. Like, really cook. Like, we’re talking gormet, and he’s really passionate about it. Which of course is splendidly awesome because of how much it doesn’t go with the rest of him. Except they both can involve knives. But still. And he can sing too. Really well. I mean, is there ANYTHING this guy can’t do? Pretty much: no.) I only “met” him this year, but he’s definitely one of my favorite screen characters ever. He’s a very distinctive kind of hero.

Thranduil (The Hobbit films)

Do I even need to explain this one? For real, now. He is THRANDUIL and is just entirely awesome. His sort of grand aloof grumpiness, his hair, the way he talks with his flowing speeches, his elegance, fighting skills, general reclusiveness, the way he tilts his head, his MOOSE… Can we just talk about how awesome his moose is? ❤ Plus he’s the Elvenking of Mirkwood and Legolas’s DAD for goodness’ sake. (Thranduil is, not the moose…) Thranduil is just all around… well… FABULOUS. ‘Nuff said.

Aragorn (The Lord of the Rings films)

Don’t die of shock that Faramir isn’t listed here… Faramir is definitely my favorite Lord of the Rings character, book and film, hands down, BUT since they did mess up his character somewhat in the films I’m just going to have to go with Aragorn because of his sheer wonderfulness. I almost don’t need to even say anything about Aragorn, since we all know (or should!) how awesome he is. But he’s like the ideal hero, a great leader, and so so so noble. I think he like defines “noble heroic leader”. Seriously. And a super good fighter and the best Ranger ever. If I ever end up in a fantasy world, I need Aragorn. Plus he’s super nice, and understanding, and superbly kingly. And he never gives up even when he’s fighting against insurmountable odds and I just… More people need to be like Aragorn. Plus he’s just epic.

Hawkeye (The Avengers, etc.)

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HAWKEYE IS JUST THE BEST AVENGER OKAY. He was my favorite even in the first movie, where, let’s face it, he didn’t get a lotta screen time. But even then! I love superheroes the best when they don’t have actual superpowers, and instead have talent and gadgets and skill. He’s just a really clever/intelligent guy, who is super well trained in everything. Plus he’s a super skilled left handed archer with fantastic arrows that do anything. Awesome, much? The extra screen time he got in Avengers 2 just killed me with happiness. All the humor and epic! I feel like he was the heart of that movie. ^_^ …Of course, that could just be me… *cough* But Hawkeye is just the absolute best.

Mal (Firefly/Serenity)

So Captain Malcom Reynolds can have his problems, but overall he’s a really great, determined guy, who always looks after the best interests of his crew on his spaceship Serenity. He’s technically something like a thief, but he’s generally an honorable one… Just one man trying to make his way in the galaxy and keep his freedom. I don’t know why, but I just really really like Mal! He’s kind of amazing. But watch out if you try to do anything to his ship or his crew. You don’t want to be on his bad side… Oh, and I love his interactions with all the crew members. He’ll surprise you all the time with his unexpected heroism and awesomeness. And he can be pigheaded, and stubborn, and blunt, and sometimes hilarious. And once he sets his mind on something, he will never ever ever give up until he’s carried it out, no matter the odds. In the end, he can be the most surprising hero of all. Mal’s just awesome. Just try to come up with anyone more awesome!

Duchy (Sea Patrol)

I don’t know what he’s doing here… But I somehow ended up watching part of an Australian TV show called Sea Patrol. I haven’t seen a super large amount of episodes, and I’ll be honest: I mostly watch it for the accents. I am shallow like that. But what can I say?? Australian accents are just awesome! (As are British, Scottish, Irish, etc…) I love a bunch of the characters in the show, which is about the crew of an Australian Navy ship, but Duchy somehow turned out my favorite, even though he replaced my previous favorite so when I first watched him, I wanted to hate him. But then he became my favorite. Yeah. So that didn’t quite work out… But he is just super loyal and brave, to the point of rash stupidity at times, and has some problems but he also knows how to have fun and I don’t even know. He’s just kinda great.

Micky (Hustle)

So let’s talk about my other favorite crimey-heisty-con-artist-robin-hood-ish show. Hustle is one of THE best BBC shows ever and it is sad that nobody ever notices it. (And it is also sad that I can’t watch it anymore because the whatsit stopped carrying that channel. Allow me to go sob in the corner for awhile here…) I love each and every one of the characters in this show SO MUCH, but I had to pick Micky as my favorite. He’s the brains of the group and makes everything work, and you know there’s nothing he can’t work his way out of. I just love how SMART he is! This whole show is so clever, and Micky’s the main reason for that. He comes up with the cleverest cons to take down these horrible snobby nasty rich people, he adapts to problematic situations, and he leads the rest of the team so well, plays his roles to perfection, and can even have fun while doing it. I just… Gaaahh, he’s awesome.

Zorro (Zorro [1975])

I pretty much love almost every version of Zorro I’ve ever seen, but my absolute favorite is the film Zorro from 1975. Mostly because this particular version of Zorro (played by Alain Delon) just defines the character for me. One thing I really love is how well he pulls off the double-identity. His foppish self, the flighty-headed Governor, is so well handled and silly and hilarious. You would never guess that he is also the epic, serious (but with a great grin when he uses it), totally awesome bandit Zorro who is like the best sword-fighter ever. I just LOVE Zorro. He’s the best. (Also this may contain my favorite onscreen sword-fight ever, with the possible exception of the one with Darth Maul in Star Wars I: The Phantom Menace.) He is my favoritest Zorro in the history of ever, which is saying a lot. This Zorro is basically the ultimate masked-man for me.

Mr. Thornton (North and South)

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Okay, I’ll be honest: this is probably just because he’s basically like a Mr. Darcy played by Richard Armitage, which I’ve ALWAYS wanted ever since I knew about the actor… But still. Mr. Thornton is just awesome. And misunderstood. And has some fabulous lines and a great accent. And is actually super caring once you get to know him. He’s really NICE beneath that gruff exterior and deep voice. Plus, y’know. Richard Armitage. ‘Nuff said. (I still wish he’d played Mr. Darcy. Then Mr. Darcy could have made it to this list. XD) And certain moments like the notorious proposal scene and “look back at me” and when he fell asleep on his desk… and just yes.

Dastan (Prince of Persia)

I just love Dastan. He’s entirely relateable and adorable and nice and awesome and funny and epic. He’s basically like a scruffy puppy. I don’t even know why but he’s just one of my favorite screen characters, which is no doubt partially why Prince of Persia is one of my top favorite films… But he’s also kind of humble, and kind, and entirely endearing. You just want to be friends with him, you know? And he just goes through so much! And loves his brothers and family and is hilarious with Princess Tamina. And he does so many cool things, especially the parkour scenes — gaaahh, I wish I could do that. So. Much. Coolness.

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So there they are! Just scratching the surface, you know, but it’s a start… There are so many others I wanted to include! But there are some of my favorites. 🙂

Tagging:

I’m notoriously bad at tagging, but let’s see what I can come up with here… You obviously only have to do it if you want, otherwise ignore me! And do feel free to snag it if I didn’t tag you as well!

I tag these stupendously awesome people:

Jillzy @ Writing in the Rain
C.B. @ The World of the Writer
Sarah @ Light and Shadows
Cait @ Paper Fury
Abi @ Rambling Writer
Shantelle @ A Writer’s Heart
Lisa @ God’s Daughter 4 Ever
Kelsey @ Kelsey’s Notebook
Jenelle @ Jenelle Schmidt, Author
And YOU if you’re reading this and want to. XD

(Okay, yes, I cheated… but that’s sort of 10!)

How about you? Agree? Disagree? Love any of these characters, or even heard of half of them? And who are some of your favorites? 🙂

April Ishness

It is now the Merry Month of May! (Happy May, y’all!) Which means… Time for another round of Monthly Ishness!

…I have no idea why I call these things that, or if they are at all interesting, but I’ve become addicted to looking back at my month like this.

Anyways, I had a fabulous April — I finished up some projects and did a lot of reading and life was generally beyond tolerable, so yay!

Editing

I completed my editing project! Yay! I know I’ve mentioned it a few times — I was doing a proof-read/copy-edit of an AMAZING Christian fantasy novel called Silver Rose by lovely authoress Shantelle Mary Hannu. I’m not exaggerating when I say it’s one of the best books I’ve read this year. ❤

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This was one of my first more “official” editing jobs and I was so happy to get it finished, and it was an awesome experience. 🙂 I may be looking into doing some more proofreading/copy-editing type jobs in the future! Since I’m addicted to catching typos and making things sound better, but don’t consider myself good at content-editing, exactly, since I feel like each story is the AUTHOR’S story and aside from pointing out typos and inconsistencies/stuff that doesn’t work (and lots and lots of gushing about what I love), I’m just not a good critiquer. But the polishing aspect? I’m all there!

Anyways, it was great to work with an author and develop a system for editing and just gain some experience in the field of editing. So I’m quite excited about how it all turned out. 🙂

Writing

I was fairly laid-back about writing this month… I was focusing on finishing my editing job, and then I sort took off for awhile… And after that I was stuck, as I mentioned.

But I did manage to write 3,500 words in April, nonetheless. Snippets for The Secret of Kedran’s Wood and The Other Half of Everything… and started a new random short story.

I’m calling it Darkling Reflections and it’s a contemporary/mystery type of thing with a slight old-fashioned, elegant feel, which I’m 500 words into and should be writing right now instead of blogging… Hee.

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I know, I should know better than to start new stuff when I’m in the middle of so many already… But plot bunnies attack and sometimes you have to just go down that rabbit-trail with them!

Reading

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(My Goodreads Reading Challenge)

Okay, so four of them were rereads (Howl’s Moving Castle, and the first three Penderwick books, which I wanted to reread before reading the newly released one).

But I read 13 books in April…

As soon as I finished my editing, I dived right back into reading other books and… well, let’s just say I kind of went overboard… (My number-of-books-consumed-per-month is normally more in the 5-to-8 range.) But especially as I wasn’t doing as much writing, I just wanted to devour all the books!

The new reads ranged from enjoyable to awesome, my favorite by far being The Ordinary Princess by M. M. Kaye. EVERYONE: READ IT. IT WAS PERFECT. I was also sooo looking forward to The Penderwicks in Spring and it did NOT disappoint! ❤ Oh my goodness. SO MUCH AMAZING. I wish I could write like that. (Aaand now I just have to wait two more years for another one… No big deal, right? *pulls hair out*)

I’m also getting back into reading fairytale retellings! The Princess Curse, Twelve Dancing Princesses, and A Dream Not Imagined… I am officially re-obsessed with fairytale retellings.

Watching

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So many film-ish things! I’m not always a big watcher of movies/TV, as my free-time is usually spent reading or writing, but I muchly enjoyed most of these!

  • Frozen Fever: ADORABLE PERFECTION.
  • Cinderella: AMAZINGNESS THAT I WANT TO SEE AGAIN. ❤
  • Beyond the Mask: SO MUCH AWESOMENESS I CAN’T EVEN. And it’s coming to more theaters! Guys! I am soooo excited about this! Seriously, if you get a chance to see this, do! It was AMAYYYYZING.
  • Mockingjay Part 1: I am withholding my judgment on this until Part 2 comes out. XD
  • Leverage: Can we just take a moment to realize that I finished watching Leverage? As in, have watched every single episode and have now run out of this glorious awesomeness? This is both extremely sad and awesome at the same time (awesome because I finished and it was… awesome). I loved that show so much! So. Much. Amazing. (And Eliot of course. Who is my favorite. …He’s a very distinctive favorite.)

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So that’s some of what’s up with me. 🙂 How about you?

Have you read/watched any of those? And how’s your writing, if a writer you be? 😉 (Especially with Camp NaNo having just ended!)

How was your April?? Do you have plans for May?