Arghhh! This week's exams are finally done! Horrible, horrible things that they were. I don't even want to *think* about how badly I've just done in them. The only reason I'm saying anything on the subject is because I'm finding that it's incredibly theraputic to do so. For me, anyway. Not to sure if the same can be said of the people I rant at.
On another, less whiny note, I got introduced to a wonderful new world yesterday. See, I have this wonderful couple of friends who know that when I'm stressing the hell out, the best thing to do is hand me something concrete to go think about. So I get a book or a film pressed into my hands, and told to go away and watch that, and come back when I'm a couple of steps closer to sanity (because they know better than to expect that I'll ever make into all the way into that weird world inhabited by those who have all their marbles lined up properly).
And thus did I get introduced to Tin Man. And thus have I fallen in love (again) with a new and wonderful set of characters. Especially Glitch! Oh, I think I'll be adoring that little headcase for a long while yet. And Cain, grim and grudgingly affectionate man that he is. And Raw, poor cowardly empath. And Azkadellia, because there's not many who could carry off that kind of wardrobe and still manage to look petty and malevolent and evil in it. And even DG, just for spunk, although I don't think the writers made every effort they could have as far as developing her character went. In some places she was very nearly a plot device, rather than a character, which is a damn shame, because she has a *lot* of potential. And then there was a rather sparkling cast of supporting characters too.
I'm fresh from seeing it for the second time, so I haven't fully grasped everything I want to about it, but I'm very much afraid that I shall have to write something once I do. It's a grave character flaw, but every time I fall in love with a book or show or character, I feel compelled to write them! I'm like a child, seeing wonderful new people playing a wonderful new game, and crying "I WANNA PLAY!" *shakes head* I should probably learn to grow up ... but only when the fun wears off, I think. Carpe diem, and all that. Live while you can.
Anyhoo, gonna shut up again. And apologise if I've missed anything in the past few days. I've not been exactly all there.
On another, less whiny note, I got introduced to a wonderful new world yesterday. See, I have this wonderful couple of friends who know that when I'm stressing the hell out, the best thing to do is hand me something concrete to go think about. So I get a book or a film pressed into my hands, and told to go away and watch that, and come back when I'm a couple of steps closer to sanity (because they know better than to expect that I'll ever make into all the way into that weird world inhabited by those who have all their marbles lined up properly).
And thus did I get introduced to Tin Man. And thus have I fallen in love (again) with a new and wonderful set of characters. Especially Glitch! Oh, I think I'll be adoring that little headcase for a long while yet. And Cain, grim and grudgingly affectionate man that he is. And Raw, poor cowardly empath. And Azkadellia, because there's not many who could carry off that kind of wardrobe and still manage to look petty and malevolent and evil in it. And even DG, just for spunk, although I don't think the writers made every effort they could have as far as developing her character went. In some places she was very nearly a plot device, rather than a character, which is a damn shame, because she has a *lot* of potential. And then there was a rather sparkling cast of supporting characters too.
I'm fresh from seeing it for the second time, so I haven't fully grasped everything I want to about it, but I'm very much afraid that I shall have to write something once I do. It's a grave character flaw, but every time I fall in love with a book or show or character, I feel compelled to write them! I'm like a child, seeing wonderful new people playing a wonderful new game, and crying "I WANNA PLAY!" *shakes head* I should probably learn to grow up ... but only when the fun wears off, I think. Carpe diem, and all that. Live while you can.
Anyhoo, gonna shut up again. And apologise if I've missed anything in the past few days. I've not been exactly all there.