Archive for June, 2009

16
Jun
09

XVII

No one’s fated or doomed to love anyone.
The accidents happen, we’re not heroines,
they happen in our lives like car crashes,
books  that change us, neighborhoods
we move into and come to love.
Tristan und Isolde is scarcely the story,
women at least should know the difference
between love and death. No prison cup,
no penance. Merely a notion that the tape – recorder
should have caught some ghost of us: that tape – recorder
not merely played but should have listened to us,
and could instruct those after us:
this we were, this is how we tried to love,
and these are the forces we had ranged within us
within us and against us, against us and within us.

From Twenty-one Love Poems by Adrienne Rich
Copyright 1978 by W. W. Norton & Company, Inc. New York

15
Jun
09

Escape is an effort of futulity

I’ve watched this many many times and each time I think, will I love it as much as I remember loving it? and every time I leave giddy and excited and horribly in love with Truffaut. Love love love…

10
Jun
09

So…

Now that my ultimate crush is dating someone else, i am in serious need of A)

or B)

Yes, heartbreak usually puts me in a period drama sort of mood (not that I’m often not in a period drama sort of mood, heartbreak or not. *there are too many nots in that thought*) And it didn’t help that me and my boss were belting out Yentl in the office earlier (Will Someone Ever Look At Me That Way? Like, ever?) And now I kinda want to watch Jane Eyre (2006) again because ah, Toby Stephens (see below) as Edward Fairfax Rochester, Mr. giving-Plain-Janes-hope-that-one-day-some-Rich-Broodingly-Handsome-Man-will-fall-passionately-in-love-with-them  since 1847 (yes, it is still sorta romantic even if he’s a bit of an asshole who keeps his crazy ass wife in the attic.)

So that got me internet surfing–which brought me to Enchanted Serenity of Period Films that has loads of fun trivia and helpful articles like 20 tips on snagging a husband :

Hit him over the head. Literally.
Breaking her chalkboard on Gilbert’s head appears to have worked for Anne.
[Anne of Green Gables]

Hang out at train stations.
There’s no telling who might turn up.
[North and South]

Because Richard Armitage suddenly turning up in my life is exactly what I need right now. (which reminds me, I really have to start watching Robin Hood because darn:


It’s a fangirl. I love fangirls.

And it helps that Toby Stephen is there too. Ah, Toby Stephens…a girl can dream. Which is actually the bottom line of this rambling post.)

PS. Here are little snippets of P&P as told in Twitterspeak

Darcy:
@LizzyB Clearly, there is in every disposition a tendency to some particular evil. Yes, I’m tweeting at you.

LizzyB:
@Darcy Yours is to hate everyone.

Darcy:
@LizzyB Where yours is to misunderstand them.

LizzyB:
@Darcy Oooo. Having a little twit snit are we, Mr Darcy?

~

CharlotteL:
@LizzyB Darcy keeps looking at your profile. What’s up with that?

LizzyB:
@CharlotteL I dunno but it’s freaking my shit out. Srsly.

~

Darcy:
DM to @LizzyB
In vain I have struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire & love you.

LizzyB:
WTF?




ah ahm vahmpyrrr!

"Vous m’avez dit “Je t’aime.” Je vous ai it “Attendez.” J’ai Presque dit “Oui.” Vous avez dit “Partez.”" (You told me “I love you.” I told you “Wait.” I almost said “Yes.” You said “Go away.”) ~ from Jules et Jim by Francois Truffaut

Ayn Marie Dimaya: Fangirling since 2003

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Strings
(Anders Rønnow Klarlund, 2004
Mad Men Season 2
(Matthew Weiner, 2008)
G.I. Joe
(Stephen Sommers, 2009)
And I Love You So
(Laurenti Dyogi, 2009)
Bones Season 4
(Hart Hanson, 2008)
How I Met Your Mother Season 4
(Carter Bays & Craig Thomas, 2008)
House Season 5
(David Shore, 2008)

Recent Books

Skylight Confessions
by Alice Hoffman
Echo
by Francesca Lia Block
Verses
by Ani DiFranco
Changeling
by Kristin Cashore
Briar Rose
by Robert Coover
Are You There, Vodka? It's Me, Chelsea
by Chelsea Handler
Fragile Eternity
by Melissa Marr

Recent Songs

Wicked Girls Saving Ourselves
by Seanan McGuire
(2008)

Wendy played fair, and she played by the rules that they gave her;
They say she grew up and grew old -- Peter Pan couldn't save her.
They say she went home, and she never looked back,
Got her feet on the ground, got her life on its track.
She's the patron saint priestess of all the lost girls who got found.
And she once had her head in the clouds, but she died on the ground.

Dorothy just wanted something that she could believe in,
A gray dustbowl girl in a life she was better off leavin'.
She made her escape, went from gray into green,
And she could have got clear, and she could have got clean,
But she chose to be good and go back to the gray Kansas sky
Where color's a fable and freedom's a fairy tale lie.

Dorothy, Alice and Wendy and Jane,
Susan and Lucy, we're calling your names,
All the Lost Girls who came out of the rain
And chose to go back on the shelf.
Tinker Bell says, and I find I agree
You have to break rules if you want to break free.
So do as you like -- we're determined to be
Wicked girls saving ourselves.

Alice got lost, and I guess that we really can't blame her;
They say she got tangled and tied in the lies that became her.
They say she went mad, and she never complained,
For there's peace of a kind in a life unconstrained.
She gives Cheshire kisses, she's easy with white rabbit smiles,
And she'll never be free, but she's won herself safe for a while.

Susan and Lucy were queens, and they ruled well and proudly.
They honored their land and their lord, rang the bells long and loudly.
They never once asked to return to their lives
To be children and chattel and mothers and wives,
But the land cast them out in a lesson that only one learned;
And one queen said 'I am not a toy', and she never returned.

Mandy's a pirate, and Mia weaves silk shrouds for faeries,
And Deborah will pour you red wine pressed from sweet poisoned berries.
Kate poses riddles and Mary plays tricks,
While Kaia builds towers from brambles and sticks,
And the rules that we live by are simple and clear:
Be wicked and lovely and don't live in fear --

For we will be wicked and we will be fair
And they'll call us such names, and we really won't care,
So go, tell your Wendys, your Susans, your Janes,
There's a place they can go if they're tired of chains,
And our roads may be golden, or broken, or lost,
But we'll walk on them willingly, knowing the cost --
We won't take our place on the shelves.
It's better to fly and it's better to die
Say the wicked girls saving ourselves.