So My Boyfriend @ravenfal Came Down To Visit Last Weekend And We Had Some Fun With My Swords :) I Totally

Halloween 🎃

I love reading all the stories here; I’ve been up and down the notes and I have several versions saved to my drafts, one of which I’ve begun writing out my own Fae story on. However, this post has actually had an influence on how I interpret the play I’m currently in, so it seems only appropriate to reblog a version of it on the eve of our play opening as well. 

The play is called Almost, Maine, and it’s a subtly surrealist series of small town romances. The blurb on the back of the script describes it as “a midwinter night’s dream”. Basically, weird, seemingly mystical things are happening in the lives of people in this town as they fall in and out of love, and at the end of the night, everyone sees the northern lights. You could read it just abstractly as ‘the northern lights make weird (or should I say wyrd) things happen’, or you could even rationalize most of the things away, but I’ve decided that it makes sense that Almost (that’s the name of the town) just has a very heavy Fae presence and the Fae--likely excited by the northern lights--are meddling in everyone’s affairs--much like in Midsummer Night’s Dream. 

I even decided that one of the characters I play, Ginette, actually is a Fae who left the Fae realm because she’s in love with a human, Pete. That explains, for me, how she *SPOILERS* walks all the way around the Earth in about 10 minutes for him--it’s done with the Fae magic she has, but in my interpretation, she has literally travelled all that distance for him. Then, when the northern lights appear at the end, it’s even deeper for me, because I’ve decided that for Ginette that’s a sign that the Fae have finally approved of her romance with Pete. 

Pete would be incredibly overwhelmed by all this. He freaks out when she says “I love you” for the first time. It’s best he doesn’t know all this. 

Anyways, I know this is a digression from the main subject matter of this post, but I just wanted to share how considering the Fae has been useful to me in deepening my acting and my character backstories. Thanks for all the great stories!

Irish people; The faeries aren’t real

Irish people; No fucking way will I go in that faerie ring

I never realized that cat memes had a recorded point of origin in history! These pictures are not only fun but also historically significant :) I learned something today. Thank you, Mr. Pointer, for your wonderful contribution to our society. 

Absolutely!

It also looks like something young laser-wielding rebels living in the desert on the run from a colorless corporate dystopia built on emotional inauthenticity might stumble upon while looking for somewhere to park their Trans Am and camp for the night...

Which further feeds my headcanon that these things are happening in the same desert, or perhaps that Danger Days takes place in the desert otherworld...

Desert Bloom [OC] Joshua Tree, Ca

Maple is looking at ME!

Willa is looking at Everyone (with disdain)!

cats LOVE to look at things

Share my one handed roller skate cartwheel until Hozier sees this and thinks I’m cool

The real People’s Princess is Willa. Always has been

When I think about it, I think one of my favorite things about the Curse of DarKastle lore is how it presents an almost comical inversion of the classic Beauty and the Beast story. Instead of being rude to and angering a witch who curses him to be trapped in a beastly form until true love can break his curse, Prince Ludwig gets startled by a witch and howls, to which she responds by bestowing werewolf powers upon him--I don't think the ride specifies, but it seems like he can turn at will? Or it may have been more emotionally linked. But in any case, it's not presented as a curse (in spite of the ride's name -- I think that comes later when everyone gets trapped as ghosts, at least in my interpretation) but rather as a gift in service of his "dark destiny". She prophetically tells him that he's going to become the "wicked ruler of a corrupt kingdom" and then turns into a wolf herself and actively guides him in overthrowing his parents and ruling the kingdom with an iron fist. It's like the same setup as the witch in Beauty and the Beast, only instead of trying to teach him a moral lesson, the witch in Curse of DarKastle looked at this awful little prince and went "I can make him worse" and then enabled and encouraged his many subsequent murders. It's such a wild story setup for a ride and I kind of love how bonkers it is.

Our production of Matilda opens tomorrow!! It’s been a while since I made a proper Opening Night Eve tumblr reblog, but then again, it’s been a while (like... 2 years) since I had an opening night! Actually, I realized the other day, it’s the longest I’ve gone not being involved in a play since I first got into a play in college, which sort of makes sense (given, you know, the whole pandemic) but also doesn’t make sense (because I still cannot begin to grasp the ceaseless flow of time). 

I loved this movie so much as a kid so it’s exciting to be a part of it in musical form :) It really is pretty touching with some lovely songs. It’s been quite a while since I saw the movie, so I’m having trouble remembering whether some things are different or whether I’m just forgetting them--for example, was the Russian mafia involved in the movie at all? I don’t recall them being there, but I’m playing Russian Henchman 2 in the musical! I also don’t recall the acrobat/escapologist story but those are some of the prettiest scenes in the play I think. Anyways, it’s a fun show to be in; here’s hoping we break lots of limbs tomorrow! (Which I suppose is all in a day’s work as a mafia henchman, haha ;) ) 

‎ Sometimes Matilda longed for a friend, like the kind, courageous people in her books. It occurred to her that such talking dragons and princesses with hair long enough to climb… such people might only exist in story books. But she was about to discover she had a strength… a strength she wasn’t even aware of.

MATILDA (1996) dir. Danny DeVito

I once wrote a series of short stories that was basically just sensory descriptions of what it would be like to walk around on every planet, moon, and celestial body I had heard a description of. I later remembered that stories have to have plots and feebly attempted to introduce some actual events happening, but mostly I just wanted to write flowery descriptions of walking around on other planets (and moons and space rocks, etc) because, like... just imagining being on their surfaces is so deeply mind blowing. There are molten magma rivers on Venus, and lakes of liquid methane on Saturn’s moon Titan, and Jupiter’s moon Europa is covered in an ever-cracking miles-deep ice-crusted ocean, and I just wanted to walk around in all of those places, just walk around and see them. 

This is a fantastical accumulation of photos and it’s astonishing to realize how many places we have pictures of like this, as if we’re really there--places where we sent something and that thing of ours, at least, was really there. 

On the other hand, funnily enough, these pictures also prove Doctor Who’s assertion that a significant portion of the universe bears a striking resemblance to a quarry in Wales. 

dude seeing these Mega high quality images of the surface of mars that we now have has me fucked up. Like. Mars is a place. mars is a real actual place where one could hypothetically stand. It is a physical place in the universe. ITS JUST OUT THERE LOOKING LIKE UH IDK A REGULAR OLD DESERT WITH LOTS OF ROCKS BUT ITS A WHOLE OTHER PLANET?