So things that happened at the netball world cup opening ceremoney:
- Abbott was booed when he went on stage.
- They sang Run the World, with many women dancers dressed in netball bibs on an arena made to look like a netball court.
- The other song were also women empowerment songs, such as Roar and Girl on Fire. I think the singer they chose to perform Roar did a better job that Katy Perry, tbh.
- The speech by the president of the International Netball Federation, Molly Rhone, was interrupted by cheers when she mentioned the importance of women's sport in the world.
So Yesterday, I found this retelling of The Snow Queen I started writing a while ago. This was a few years before Frozen came out, and was when Disney was still calling it The Snow Queen. But my story was basically a "Rue" take on the Snow Queen, in that she was trapped in that role, and when Kai is freed, she is as well. It goes into her re-discovering who who she is, and her travelling around the country and going on adventures. It wasn't great, but I might work on it again someday.
Peter S. Beagle blows me away with his use of language. His prose are engaging and beautiful. It can be, fun, irreverent and perceptive and epic without ever coming off as flowery or overdone. It's really amazing. The story paced quite well, at least in comparison to the movie. I adore the movie, but it felt so rushed. Taking time with Shmendrick's journey with the unicorn, and looking at the other characters perspectives is much apreciated.
I only recently found out that Star Wars in the style of Shakespearean plays was a thing. And I believe the best word to describe this is glorious! Ian Doescher wrote a play for all of the Star Wars movies so far, complete with stage directions (exit, pursued by a wampa) and soliloquies. I've been reading the ones for the Original Trilogy and they're delightfully cheesy, as well as inventive. The Empire Striketh Back (can't believe I just wrote that) has Yoda speak in haiku.
I'm loving it so far.
I'm loving it so far.
I can’t do the counting sheep thing to get sleep. Because I’ll start thinking about sheep jumping over a fence, but then one of them will try to pole vault over the fence. Or one of them will try to dig under it. And then there’s always that lazy fucker on a chair wearing shades, who refuses to jump that fence.