Posted this earlier on, but dunno if it showed up...

[elisi]

It is Comics Day so rejoice, for lo, it is almost over! *\o/*

I seem to have reached nirvana, which is a nice place. I was there once before, but then I got very cross and grumbly. However I've managed to get my zen back, yay! I've actually been looking forward to today. Partly because I've got my 'review' all ready and waiting (have added a tiny something this time! *g*) - but there's something else I need to talk about first. Feel free to skip and jump straight to the review btw. :) (I've read spoilers so feel free to talk about what happens. Or just admire the shiny.)

Anway, there's Whedonistas - you've heard of it y/y? I shall pimp it wholeheartedly, even though that book is the thing responsible for me diving back into the comics, which I'd happily left behind. To explain...

Well. This is sort of bittersweet for me, since I wrote an essay that wasn't included: Simply put, it didn't fit the overall tone of the book. But then an essay on the comics was always going to be... an interesting adventure. And despite being exceedingly diplomatic (no really! You have no idea), I can't deny that it was on the negative side. To quote Gaudy Night (which is my habit at the moment):

"You'd lie cheerfully, I expect, about anything except - what?"

"Oh, anything!" said Harriet, laughing. "Except saying that somebody's beastly book is good when it isn't. I can't do that. It makes me a lot of enemies, but I can't do it."

"No, one can't," said Miss de Vine. "However painful it is, there's always one thing one has to deal with sincerely, if there's any root to one's mind at all.

So, knowing that I can't lie about my opinion of someone else's writing (not even when it might get me published), is actually quite reassuring. ;) Also - despite being very excited about writing something for publication - there was the problem of the subject of my essay. I don't mind people knowing I'm a Buffy fan, but the comics are something else, so I shall be spared that embarrassment.

Anyway, to talk of something other than meeeeee, then looking at it from a fannish point I am also a bit torn. Part of me was impossibly gleeful at the thought of having all our grievances in print (!!!), but the other part is happy that it was left out, since that will hopefully help speed up s8's consignment to the dustbin of fannish history. And you know, its absence will hopefully be quite an eloquent comment in itself. ('If you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all.')

So yeah, bittersweet. I'll probably post my essay at some point (maybe when the book comes out?) so people can read it, cause I'm pretty proud of it. (It is also the reason I find it hard to engage in fannish discussions about s8 - I poured everything into that piece, and whenever I chat about it online I feel that I am only repeating myself...)

ANYWAY, on with the review!



This time I had fun re-writing some of the lyrics to ‘Single Ladies’...

Now put your hands up
Up in the club, we just broke up
I’m doing my own little thing
you decided to dip but now you wanna trip
Cuz another brother* noticed me
I’m up on him, he up on me
don’t pay him any attention
cuz I cried my tears, gave three good years seven good seasons
Ya can’t be mad at me

*and he is mocking you with his SHINY SHINY SHINY pants! ;)