Eastern Promises
Originally published at Dark Territory. You can comment here or there.
I still don’t really have my thoughts together after I watched it, but I will say this: the full-frontal knife fight was everything I hoped it could be, and more.
So anyway, I’m still slogging through revisions, although I’ve finally reached the point where Octavia quits bitching and does something (she’s so whiny, for a heroine written by me, but she’s also a teenager, and I know I whined a whole hell of a lot when I was her age.)
And they say that good things come in threes, to which I reply “Maybe in your sparkly world, sister.” But seriously…Thursday and Friday, bang-bang-bang. Three good things in a row, all of them financial. I can breathe a little easier in the next few months. Now I’m watching the sky for falling pianos, because I’m a pragmatic little Virgo.
Lastly, this will destroy my credibility forever, but I have to share: my crazy friend Sara played a song for me entitled ‘Gunpowder and Lead’ by Miranda Lambert, about taking revenge on her abusive ex-boyfriend. Yes, it’s country. Yes, I know that I make sort of a point of being too cool for twangy white-people music (I prefer angry white-people music), but this song is awesome. (And come on, people. We all know I’m about as cool as the original edition of D&D.)
Favorite line: His fist is big/but my gun’s bigger/He’ll find out when I pull the trigger.
That’s serious, y’all.