So I’m a bit of a snuggle bunny. I’m like one of those small dogs that makes fifteen tight little circles on a blanket, as if winding itself into the pinhole of snuggledom, until that perfect degree of cocoonicity is reached and I won’t have to move for HOURS. Meanwhile, the best time to do such snuggling is now, when it’s just getting cold, and blankies are suddenly once again our best friends.
The key to amazing snuggles, however, is the right entertainment. So I’m going to give you two things I like RIGHT NOW, that are fueling my snugglethons.
The first thing is the new Fox show, Sleepy Hollow. I admit, I went into this show ready to be horrified. It’s Fox. It’s a whole show set around a tiny short story that doesn’t have a lot of plot to it. Tim Burton already did it. And this show? Jesus. The pilot looks awful, involving time travel and cops.
And, indeed, the first ten minutes of the pilot were a bit bland. But then they cut off Clancy Brown’s head, causing me to shout from my cocoon “THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE,” and I was hooked. Not least as the show proceeded to gleefully lose its damned mind, in the most entertaining way possible.
It’s insane. Although, I would also argue that Sleepy Hollow is urban fantasy at its best–a crazy melange of Indiana Jones, National Treasure, Lethal Weapon, and Supernatural. I love how racially diverse the cast is, and I’m obsessed with the sisters (the one sister has me rethinking every thing I thought I knew about eyebrow shaping). I love that it throws out references to Dante, Milton, Gilgamesh, and all these other staples of high culture, only to bend that high culture over a barrel and violate it.
Here’s a clip:
I watched three episodes in one night, and then the next two the following. And Can’t. Wait. For. More.
The other thing I’m currently obsessed with is something that’s not at all new, but I’m only now jumping on the Outlander bandwagon.
Like Sleepy Hollow, it’s about time travel, oftentimes doesn’t make any goddamned sense, and is RIVETING IN ITS CRAZY.
For those who don’t know the series, it’s about a woman who time travels back to the Highlands at the time of Bonnie Prince Charlie, marries a virgin ginger warrior named Jamie, and then proceeds to nearly get raped every ten pages, necessitating multiple rescues by her flame-haired swain. Who calls her Sassenach.
This book has about a million things I’ve NEVER liked in a series. It’s a historical and I’m not a huge fan. Time-travel books tend to make my inner geek twitch, especially time-travel romances as I want to yell OMG THEY MUST NEVER BATHE THAT’S NOT SEXY FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DO NOT SUCK ON THAT IT HAS NEVER BEEN WASHED. I also loathe virgin heroes/heroines, as I like myself/my own swains deliciously corrupt.
But for whatever reason, I cannot get enough of Outlander.
Actually, watching Sleepy Hollow is giving me a hint as to why I love both of these series that could, quite easily, have veered immediately off the road into Shitbox Junction. It’s that both Outlander and Sleepy Hollow DO NOT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT US, THE AUDIENCE. They never think, “does this make sense” or “is this too much.” Gabaldon and the Sleepy Hollow writers alike are all in your face, shouting, “GIVE ME YOUR FUCKING HAIR BITCHES SO I CAN PULL YOU ALONG WITH ME IF YOU SCREAM I’LL LIKE IT THIS IS FUN.” They just GO and fuck you if you want things like, oh, logic. Or continuity. Or the sense their grandma gave them.
Instead, they’re like, “Want to throw in the Loch Ness monster? WHY THE FUCK NOT?” or “Want to rewrite history so George Washington is some kind of demon hunter? LET’S DO THAT THEN.” or “Who should we have get his head chopped off first? CLANCY ‘THE KURGAN’ BROWN MOTHER FUCKERS.”
And I love it. Me and like a gajillion other people.
So my point here is REALLY that it might look like I’m curled up in a ball, purring like a cat and snuggling so hard it’s like my snuggling is all that stands between my fellow humans and the forces of chaos. But what I’m really doing is LEARNING.
Because I have some big news to tell y’all about SOON (it’s killing me I can’t tell you now) and it’s about TWO THINGS I’M SO EXCITED ABOUT THAT BOTH MAKE WANT TO PEE A LITTLE (it’s trickling! Just writing this! Trickling!) but my point isn’t to torture you but to tell you:
I am LEARNING from Sleepy Hollow and Outlander.
I’m learning how to pull my audience by its hair and tell y’all you like it. To NEVER apologize, be it for violating our historical figures OR famously mythological monsters. And to assume you want to geek out, hard, on what I geek out on. Cuz I’m going there whether you like it or not. In other words, readers, this is a warning: If you don’t struggle, it won’t hurt! ACCEPT THE GEEKING.
Please don’t let my editors read this. xoxoxoxoxo
And do tell me, what are you geeking out on this fall? Just don’t say Agents of Shield. That show sucks some chode.