I haven't added anything here in so long because, basically, I haven't felt like I had anything to say. I'm not sure how the "writing, photography, knitting and other creative activities" switch got flipped in my brain, but it seems to be stuck on OFF.
Also, of course, my perfectionism has set in. Not wanting to update until I had something fantastic and fascinating to say, and so on. But fuck that! Ha.
Here's some news I frowned at:
"Jane (Espenson) is writing an episode of Battlestar Galactica and she couldn't be more thrilled!" Jane Espenson is dead to me. She's been dead to me since the execrable, humiliating, mortifying, whoring piece of absolutely irredeemable garbage known as
First Date. Sorry. I really hated that episode beyond all reason. It soured me on Jane's writing (as at that point, I couldn't get any more sour about Buffy overall.)
BSG already has its share of prancing ninnies (hi there, Gaius!) so I hope Jane keeps her hands off Adama, Helo, the Chief, and the other interesting male characters (notice I didn't mention Lee there.) Also, Battlestar Galactica is not funny so it seems Jane's talents would be best used elsewhere.
But hey, look, since the hated First Date, and a subsequent smattering of terrible episodes of Buffy, Jane has also penned episodes I have not seen of Tru Calling, Gilmore Girls, and Jake in Progress (wtf is that?). I wonder if any of those episodes were any good.
Perhaps she'll do just great on Battlestar Galactica. Perhaps I should stop blaming her for being affected by the ills of Season Seven and circumstances beyond her control (why Ashanti? Why?).
--Ace