The Beginning of the End

So, I went to see Harry Potter today, with Reece. David Yates well and truly redeemed himself for the disasters of OotP and HBP. DHp1 was stunning considering how much it cut (weeks and weeks at a time were skipped, but it was necessary. The book just wasn't designed for adaptation). I had to explain a bit to Reece, who isn't a fan of the series and has never read the books. But I spent most of my time holding back tears. It was as emotional as the book - I positively bawled for Dobby, and as the film cuts off not long after that, it's painful to have to leave the cinema. Dobby's death was wonderfully done.

Everything felt right about this film, even the bits they added for dramatic effect. One of my favourite scenes in the film was actually an added one - where Harry and Hermione are dancing in the tent. Heartwrenching.

So yes, beautifully done, and I'm looking forward to see how Yates has tackled p2.

In related news: Reece managed to sit through watching me lose it over a Potter film, which he's never had to deal with before, and didn't run screaming. Therefore, he's a keeper. :P

Has anyone else seen DH yet? Tell me what you thought :)

A New Venture

So, I'm working on this new story, right? I'm kinda stuck on Hybrid (again) so I decided to start something else. I'm not sure if it's a short or a novel at this point in time. Probably a novel, knowing me. It's called Electric Angels, and my MC is Zillah Scordato, a twentysomething tattoo artist who just so happens to be a badass angel chick.

The issue I'm having is that I have NO FREAKING CLUE where I'm going with this. I've got this mental image of angels being totally badass with "wings" made of... kind of lightning. That's the image I've got. "Rawr I ZAP YOU, MOFO!" *shrugs*



That's how I picture Zillah. But... add tattoos.

But I need a plot. Right now, I'm writing crap. Seriously. It's BAD. But at the same time, I need to write it, y'know? There just so happens to be a distinct lack of purpose.

Guess Who's Back?

It has been entirely too long since I last posted, thanks to the rampant chaos of school. Well, I had my final exam EVER today, my graduation ceremony is in two weeks and I am FREE. TOTALLY FREE.

Therefore, I can now post regularly.

Right now, I have not much at all to say. I've got Tim back, so I'm typing from the comfort of my bed. Which is wonderful. I've been doing as much writing as possible. I deleted five thousand words... ah, well.

I think that's all I have to say for now. This is mostly just a post to let my faithful readers know that I'm still kicking.