GOTH ROCK RULZ

A lot of great things happened in this week's Hannibal episode, but all I can think about now is poor Margot. Way to go, writing team, you managed to make me feel sympathetic trauma and violation on Margot's behalf, on the same scale I would have felt if I had to witness a rape scene, without actually witnessing a rape scene. AFTER I was ALREADY squirming and cringing because we didn't escape allusions to the things Mason did to children. I was really, really hoping that would get left out, or referenced so quickly, you'd miss it if you blinked. But, noooo, we had to watch the freakin' tear-jerker scene with the little boy (and watch it replayed with Margot), AND listen to Mason bragging in a few words that were still WAY TOO MANY to Hannibal. It was difficult enough to read it in the book--it's a whole different ballgame to watch it on TV. For entertainment.


To say I feel betrayed in a vague yet still personal way is an understatement. Maybe it's just because I'm really, really sensitive about pregnant women and children in general. Probably it's not.


Somebody tear Mason Verger to shreds. Please and thank you. Now I'm off to go watch something therapeutic.


ETA: Oh, look, Alana GIFs that explain perfectly how I feel.

Don't mind me, I'm just sitting here, impatiently waiting for my Hydra CD to come in the mail. YouTube is not enough right now. I kinda miss the old style Within Temptation. "Truth Beneath the Rose" and "Hand of Sorrow" and "Ice Queen" are the first things that strike me when I think of my favorite band. But at the same time, I love how their current musical style is a strong tribute to the rock style of the 80's. I want to be able to write books in multiple genres, so I guess I can't blame them for experimenting with different styles, too. :)

And don't get me started on G's upcoming single. I'm super excited, but more and more, I'm worried I'll be a little disappointed. For me (and quite a few other fans), his masterpiece will always be Last Song. But since G himself wants this song to carry his memory, to be his defining song, in a way . . . I don't know. I don't know. I think, as we say on Tumblr, I have too many feelz. (Yes, that's feelz with the z. It's more emotive. LOL.)

To bring up the subject of writing again, I'm not happy where I'm at with my main WIP. The story has gotten ridiculously long and complex, and I originally decided to split it into two books. But there's just too much material. I'm afraid I'm looking at a trilogy--a very disjointed trilogy that's taken almost four years of my life, on and off. And I feel like it'll take four more years to get it up to snuff. But I'm determined to try to finish it this year, if only so I can move on to another project. It's just not easy to do so while juggling two jobs.

Interestingly, this recurring customer at work, whom I always forget, always remembers me and asks about my writing. (Actually, there may be more than one. Like I say, I forget them easily.) I don't know whether to call that sweet or scary. I can't quite read her, so I have no idea how to react, and I just smile and say thanks. I don't like feeling completely unable to gauge people, because it makes me feel vulnerable. Ah, well.

In what universe is Castiel right now? Because I haven't seen him in this one at all! I lost count of how many episodes it's been since his last appearance. :(

In what universe is a familiar being her master's literal b----, twice over, something good? I'm not exactly a feminist, but that got on my nerves. She had no identity apart from him, though he did from her. Did you really think this would please your fanbase?

Finally, in what universe is this season going to end happily? All these flashbacks and tributes to the early seasons are beautiful, but it seems as if you're saying, "See how we put the Winchesters and you all through the wringer time and again and again and again? WELL, YOU AIN'T SEEN NOTHING YET."

To the many online dating websites out there . . . I cordially hate all your ads in all mediums. Especially those of Christian Mingle. Not preacher's wife material, sorry--I'm cynical and anti-social, at best. If I want to go hunting for a man, I'll do it my own way, thanks. (And that's putting it mildly.) Leave me alone.

On a more positive note, I had a fun conversation with a customer at work about Hinduism, Sarah Brightman, writing, and photography--especially sunset photos. I found out she's won a lot of contests and has been featured on the local public TV station. I hope I didn't talk her ear off--once I get comfortable talking, I can't shut up. LOL. Little chats like that make working retail a little less of a pain. :)

Apparently, the latest insult against dead literary giants that can't defend their own works anymore is. . . revamping classics so they read like Fifty Shades of Grey.

Yeah, you read that right.

And I thought Pride and Prejudice and Zombies was infuriating. That's got NOTHING on this. I'm not sure whether to shoot myself or go on a killing spree.

WRITE YOU OWN FREAKING BOOKS YOU LAZY, GREEDY, PATHETIC PERVERTS.

Or just stick to fanfiction, at the very least. Do NOT tamper with the original work, written in blood and sweat and tears, of writers to whom you can't even begin to compare. Show some respect, even if you have no restraint or dignity.

Sorry if you can't hear me over my screams of "SACRILEGE!" Jane Austen is my hero, and has been for years, and I can't stand it when people trample her work because they're too stupid or too lazy to appreciate its wit and subtlety. I've just been reading a compiled work of her letters, and feeling more in awe of her than ever.

I shall try to say something more upbeat and happy.

Is it confirmed that Versailles (Philharmonic Quintet) is disbanding? I need more bad fandom news; I really do.

Yes, you read that right. B-O-N-N-E-T.

In this ONTD post about disappointing authors, boomstick disses Jane Austen in a way that I really can't wrap my mind around. As a huge Jane Austen fan, I'm seriously displeased. (Virtual cookies for anybody who can tell me which Jane Austen character I just quoted.) I'm not a member of the LJ community, so I can't comment. I'm not too keen on joining, so I'll post my thoughts here instead.

( On to the ranting )

SOPA/PIPA hasn't even been made law yet . . . and already, toes are being tread on. Or rather, pulverized.

Here is an article detailing the shutdown of Megaupload and the seizure of its two co-founders--and also 50 million dollars.

50. Million. Dollars.

That's what it's all about. Forget that it isn't the actual founders of the site that are responsible for all the alleged illegal file-sharing. There's 50 million dollars up for grabs, people! Open season! Tally ho!

And I know this is going to sound cliche, but I don't want to live on this planet anymore.

Note: very long, GIF-peppered rant in progress.

Over and over and over, I get asked the same question in various forms as I'm working as a cashier in retail.

"Where'd you get the cute accent?"

"So where are you from?"

"Are you British?"

Over and over and over, my answer is also pretty much the same. I'm an American girl, and I've never been out of the U.S. I've lived all my life in the same Southwest, same state, same county, same town. I've even lived in the same house for over 15 years.

But NOBODY believes me.




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( More ranting through this portal . . . )

I am not amused by this politically-fueled DDoS attack. Why do people with problems seem to think the way to resolve their problems is to create problems for others?