These violent delights have violent ends.
Or, how I learned to write fan fiction again.

Outlander book thoughts (no spoilers)

Outlander’s an engaging read, but really struggles under the tedious 600 pages of first person narrative.  As everyone tells her, Claire’s an open book and happily reveals every thought she’s ever had to the reader.  She’s not much of a mystery for us and that gets more than a little boring.

It would have been more interesting to also see Claire’s anachronistic strangeness and missteps as a foreigner through the eyes of Letitia,  Murtagh, Colum or Geillis. How does a remote Highlands castle internally react to an outsider?  Captain Randall is in particular need of a voice - via Claire, he’s one-dimensional and uninteresting. Outlander is Claire’s story, but it doesn’t have to solely revolve around her to be so.

The end of the book also has no correspondence whatsoever with the beginning - a real missed opportunity.

jaimelannister:

“Ser,” she says with a nod, her hair whipping about her face.

“My lady.”

“You’ve done well,” she says, as she looks over his shoulder, her eyes dancing over the buildings they have rebuilt and those that are still in ruin, piles of scorched rubble heaped with snow.

It is better than when they arrived, but there is still much to do.  He can see that mingling with the hope in her blue eyes there is sadness lurking.  This is not the Winterfell of her youth.  Nor will it ever be.

Look forward, he wants to urge her.  Don’t look back.

She lets his hand slip, as she turns away from him, addressing the men, who crowd in, breaking the ranks Jaime insisted upon for her arrival, as the mountain ponies and wagons pour through the entrance.

“Lannisters and northern men alike,” she shouts out to them.  “This is a winter that will make northerners of us all.  We shall raise Winterfell together.  We shall make House Stark a power once more.  We shall forge a powerful alliance between us two. We shall all be brothers.”

( © text by just_a_dram)

I’m an educated man, mistress, if I may be so bold.

Crying a million Eleven/Amy tears

j.r.r. tolkien - fake book covers (click for better resolution)

"I cannot make speeches, Emma," he soon resumed; and in a tone of such sincere, decided, intelligible tenderness as was tolerably convincing. "If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more. But you know what I am. You hear nothing but truth from me. I have blamed you, and lectured you, and you have borne it as no other woman in England would have borne it. Bear with the truths I would tell you now, dearest Emma, as well as you have borne with them. The manner, perhaps, may have as little to recommend them. God knows, I have been a very indifferent lover. But you understand me. Yes, you see, you understand my feelings - and will return them if you can. At present, I ask only to hear, once to hear your voice.”

"It was actually really tough on both of us. In these scenes where Caroline and Tyler are going their separate ways, it’s usually that one of us is emotional and one isn’t. On this one, both of us were emotional. There were a few more takes than how it regularly goes between Candice and I." - Michael Trevino [x]
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