1. Which celebrity would you like to meet and why?
Ah, the gorgeous Mr. Tennant would obviously be my first choice, for obvious reasons.
2. What do you do before bedtime?
Read, daydream, read some more, wish I had a drainpipe.
3. One of your favorite quotes?
’To sleep perchance to dream, ay there’s the rub, for in that sleep of death, what dreams may come’ OR
‘A dream itself is but a shadow’
Both taken from one of the world’s greatest pieces of literature ‘Hamlet’
4. What is the city of your dreams and why?
I have no clue.
5. Are you an introvert or extrovert?
Introvert.
6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?
They are each one half of the wheel (reference to a Buddhist proverb). It means that to have one without the other would leave you incomplete and incapable of true happiness. Both are as important as the other.
7. What's the most important thing someone you like has to have?
Patience, I feel anyone who could fall in love with me would have to be so patient to put up with me. I’m a complete bitch.
8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?
Let off a wistful sigh. They’d never like me anyway.
9. Is there anything that has made you unhappy these days?
Oh, my lack of drainpipe.
10. Do you have a good body-image?
LOL
11. Is being tagged fun?
What now?!
12. What websites do you visit daily?
Facebook, Handclaps and Cowbells, tis all.
13. Who are currently the most important people to you?
The PBB, always the amazing PBB.
14. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?
What is this tagging you speak of?
15. What’s the last song that got stuck in your head?
Northern Downpour, Panic at the Disco.
16. What’s your favorite item of clothing?
I don’t have one
17. What's better: to give or to receive?
To give :)
18. What's the first thing you notice in people?
Their eyes.
19. Would you have 100% safe sex with a stranger for $10,000,000?
NO.
20. What were your parents going to name you if you'd been born the opposite gender?
Daniel. I think.
Saturday, 1 November 2008
Wednesday, 29 October 2008
YOU CAN'T JUST SPRING THIS ON US! :'(
David Tennant has just announced on the National Television Awards, that after the 2009 specials, he will not be returning as the Doctor.
There is no way they will find a Doctor this good looking ever again! I feel betrayed! According to all the reliable sources Tennant's contract was secured until the end of the 2010 series, and there were even rumours that he was extending it until 2011, but this was a lie!
If I had a heart it would be breaking.
I haven't quite let it sink in yet.
Maybe if I choose to ignore it and pretend it never happened, then it will go away.
David Tennant quit!!!
*sobs*
There is no way they will find a Doctor this good looking ever again! I feel betrayed! According to all the reliable sources Tennant's contract was secured until the end of the 2010 series, and there were even rumours that he was extending it until 2011, but this was a lie!
If I had a heart it would be breaking.
I haven't quite let it sink in yet.
Maybe if I choose to ignore it and pretend it never happened, then it will go away.
David Tennant quit!!!
*sobs*
Friday, 24 October 2008
The Epicness of the Bare Stage!
Last night I sat in the audience of the Manchester Dance House in complete and utter panic. What if the props weren't right, what if they forgot their lines, what were we going to do about the magic dissappearing lantern, what was going to happen after the cue for 'Fie sir, fie!'?!?!
But may I say, the cast of 'King Lear' were absolutely amazing, I have never been so proud than when the lights went out and they all took their curtain call (although folks, there was no need to stand on stage for quite so long). It was amazing, it really was, and everybody onstage (and Jodie being frantic backstage) did so incredibly well. Seriously! Considering that we only started seven weeks ago, what they managed to pull off was astonishing. :) I am so very proud, and there's an odd mixture of relief, and real sadness that it's all finished. My last ever (extra curricular) play, and over and done with. *sob*
It'a also quite odd that now, for the first time in a good few years, I'll be able to go home on time on a Tuesday, Thursady and Friday. Imagine the strangeness. :)
Now, the following are quotes from the cards I got:
'We know it will be amazing,
We know this to be true,
King Lear will be super-great
And not a pile of poo'
'Hope the rehearsals have been going well under the capable direction of director Katie (LOL). I'm expecting a suitably grim play, no room for comedy in this one...Well done Katie (I think).'
'Good Luck dude!!'
'You shall be the next Steven Spielberg. but more feminine. And less American'
Thankyou folks! :)
*sniffle*
But may I say, the cast of 'King Lear' were absolutely amazing, I have never been so proud than when the lights went out and they all took their curtain call (although folks, there was no need to stand on stage for quite so long). It was amazing, it really was, and everybody onstage (and Jodie being frantic backstage) did so incredibly well. Seriously! Considering that we only started seven weeks ago, what they managed to pull off was astonishing. :) I am so very proud, and there's an odd mixture of relief, and real sadness that it's all finished. My last ever (extra curricular) play, and over and done with. *sob*
It'a also quite odd that now, for the first time in a good few years, I'll be able to go home on time on a Tuesday, Thursady and Friday. Imagine the strangeness. :)
Now, the following are quotes from the cards I got:
'We know it will be amazing,
We know this to be true,
King Lear will be super-great
And not a pile of poo'
'Hope the rehearsals have been going well under the capable direction of director Katie (LOL). I'm expecting a suitably grim play, no room for comedy in this one...Well done Katie (I think).'
'Good Luck dude!!'
'You shall be the next Steven Spielberg. but more feminine. And less American'
Thankyou folks! :)
*sniffle*
Sunday, 14 September 2008
SO FAIL, IT WAS EPIC
Sorry it's been a while since I've posted, there was a problem and I wrote a load of posts that just didn't appear. Don't worry, none of them were very important.
T'other day (Tuesday) I auditioned for Les Miserables (this years school musical) and was so epically crap that I didn't even get a part as a prostitute in the chorus.
Not that I'm epically surprised that I failed so badly, I think that it just proved me right, which is a very rare occurrence, so in that respect, thanks!
Having never actually properly auditioned for a school musical because of my epic rubbish-ness, I thought, seeing as it's my last year and last ever school musical, I'll go for it! I sang 'I dreamed a dream'.
Needless to say it's the last time I'm going to audition for any musical. In fact, I may just stop singing entirely, it's kind of acted as all the proof I need that I am as shit as I thought, and I really shouldn't be wasting my time.
At this point I would say 'on a brighter note', but I can't. 'King Lear' is becoming as much of a failure, and I feel really guilty, because I've got a cast full of people that I'm letting down. Howard should have known better than to trust me with it. She really should. I mean, I can't even get essays in on time, what made her think I could direct a bloody play! It's shit! I told my cast about the costume thing and how each generation was wearing costume from different periods (to enhance the difference between the morals of each generation) and they looked at me with expressions that pretty much said 'That's shit'. And they're going to end up looking daft onstage, and it's entirely my fault. I feel I should just quit now.
T'other day (Tuesday) I auditioned for Les Miserables (this years school musical) and was so epically crap that I didn't even get a part as a prostitute in the chorus.
Not that I'm epically surprised that I failed so badly, I think that it just proved me right, which is a very rare occurrence, so in that respect, thanks!
Having never actually properly auditioned for a school musical because of my epic rubbish-ness, I thought, seeing as it's my last year and last ever school musical, I'll go for it! I sang 'I dreamed a dream'.
Needless to say it's the last time I'm going to audition for any musical. In fact, I may just stop singing entirely, it's kind of acted as all the proof I need that I am as shit as I thought, and I really shouldn't be wasting my time.
At this point I would say 'on a brighter note', but I can't. 'King Lear' is becoming as much of a failure, and I feel really guilty, because I've got a cast full of people that I'm letting down. Howard should have known better than to trust me with it. She really should. I mean, I can't even get essays in on time, what made her think I could direct a bloody play! It's shit! I told my cast about the costume thing and how each generation was wearing costume from different periods (to enhance the difference between the morals of each generation) and they looked at me with expressions that pretty much said 'That's shit'. And they're going to end up looking daft onstage, and it's entirely my fault. I feel I should just quit now.
Wednesday, 2 July 2008
MY FUTURE (APPARENTLY)
 | |||
 | I will marry David Tennant. | ||
  | After a wild honeymoon, We will settle down in Scotland in our fabulous Shack. | ||
 | We will have 1 kid(s) together. | ||
  | Our family will zoom around in a Black Motorbike. | ||
 | I will spend my days as a Director, and live happily ever after. | ||
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Monday, 30 June 2008
NOT A DOCTOR WHO POST
I'm saving any and all Doctor Who rants until after the series finale (and believe me there are a hell of a lot of rants).
I don't particularly have a lot to say. I'm quite worried about 'King Lear'. We are going to have to do this very quickly, and I don't know if they are going to grow up and act like normal mature people, plus I've only kind of directed parts of it, instead of methodically working through it, so there are sections of the script with no notes on it, and they are just going to end up stood onstage looking like idiots. :( And I really don't know what time era to put it in for costume and stuff. Period suits the script better than modern, but modern could work really well with use of music; and modern could be really specific cultural reference modern, or non specific 'throw on a suit' modern, neither of which truly appeal to me. There's always the old fall back of just having blacks and being totally non specific of era, like 'Waiting for Goddot'. Plus I'm not sure if people will learn their lines in time, lord knows they didn't for 'Midsummer', but then again this one is only half an hour long, so there really isn't that much for them to learn. But then we are going to have to work through this (not completely blocked) script really intensely because of the time constriction, we're on at the end of October.
And, yay!, JulNoWriMo starts tomorrow. It's 85,000 words in the month, the last week of which I'm on holiday, so that should be interesting (again). I'm totally screwed! I have no characters and no plot, I am just going to type and not stop in the hope that I will form some strange form of story. It can't be worse than last year can it?
I don't particularly have a lot to say. I'm quite worried about 'King Lear'. We are going to have to do this very quickly, and I don't know if they are going to grow up and act like normal mature people, plus I've only kind of directed parts of it, instead of methodically working through it, so there are sections of the script with no notes on it, and they are just going to end up stood onstage looking like idiots. :( And I really don't know what time era to put it in for costume and stuff. Period suits the script better than modern, but modern could work really well with use of music; and modern could be really specific cultural reference modern, or non specific 'throw on a suit' modern, neither of which truly appeal to me. There's always the old fall back of just having blacks and being totally non specific of era, like 'Waiting for Goddot'. Plus I'm not sure if people will learn their lines in time, lord knows they didn't for 'Midsummer', but then again this one is only half an hour long, so there really isn't that much for them to learn. But then we are going to have to work through this (not completely blocked) script really intensely because of the time constriction, we're on at the end of October.
And, yay!, JulNoWriMo starts tomorrow. It's 85,000 words in the month, the last week of which I'm on holiday, so that should be interesting (again). I'm totally screwed! I have no characters and no plot, I am just going to type and not stop in the hope that I will form some strange form of story. It can't be worse than last year can it?
Saturday, 21 June 2008
'IT IS AN ACTOR'S STAGE, A WRITER'S STAGE, IT IS A SPACE WHERE WRITERS, ACTORS AND DIRECTORS CAN ACTUALLY UNLEASH THEIR IMAGINATION'
I have just seen (and I highly recommend) 'The Revenger's Tragedy', and it was so fabulous! It was truly fantastic. In my opinion the second act was much better than the first as it was the kind of opening that slowly drags you in, instead of just grabbing you; but still, twas amazing. The storyline, as simplified as I can get it, is about a dude (Vindice, played by 'Wild At Heart's Steven Tompkinson) whose fiance is murdered by the Duke. Shortly after this his father dies, which he attributes to the duke over-pressuring him. His heart now set on revenge he carries the skull of his dead lover with him always, and when his brother (amazingly played by Damian O'Hare) informs him of an oppotunity to work for the Duke's son, and thus get his revenge, he says 'Yay' and disguises himself as the fantastically flamboyant Piato. Piato has cool hair, a cane/sword, and the most annying voice, yet humorous speech.
Meanwhile the Duke's bastard son Spurio, is having an affair with the dukes wife, his step mother.
Piato is hired to get his sister to sleep with the Duke's son, although he is unable to persuade his sister (for which he thanks the stars) his mother is easily persuaded to prostitute her daughter. Later in the play Vindice and his brother attack their mother, although they do not kill her and everyone seems to beg forgiveness from everyone else.
The Duke (the same guy who played the naked dude in 'Veux Carret' (and was also nude in this play :( ew!)), is killed by being tricked into snogging the poisened skull of Gloriana (Vindice's dead fiance), how you would not notice you're kissing a skull I have no idea! But he does, and there's an awful lot of stage blood.
The Duke's son tricks his step brothers (of which their are three) and has one of them killed by the orders of the other two. Don't worry, the dude fully deserved to die, he raped a woman who later killed herself, her husband (at the end, when everyone is dead) takes the crown.
The final scene leaves only three characters alive, and a lot of bodies onstage. A jolly, jacobean tragedy.
But it was bloody good! It was so fabulously directed by Jonathon Moore, modernising in a way that didn't kill the language, and didn't detract from the play. It was truly brilliant. And very Brecht. There was a type of educational value in this play, using the tech' box as the Gods, and the fabulous character that had been cut. All wonderful uses of the verfremdungseffekt. It was kind of one of those plays where you really have to see it because description just doesn't do it justice, but it was FABULOUS!
Meanwhile the Duke's bastard son Spurio, is having an affair with the dukes wife, his step mother.
Piato is hired to get his sister to sleep with the Duke's son, although he is unable to persuade his sister (for which he thanks the stars) his mother is easily persuaded to prostitute her daughter. Later in the play Vindice and his brother attack their mother, although they do not kill her and everyone seems to beg forgiveness from everyone else.
The Duke (the same guy who played the naked dude in 'Veux Carret' (and was also nude in this play :( ew!)), is killed by being tricked into snogging the poisened skull of Gloriana (Vindice's dead fiance), how you would not notice you're kissing a skull I have no idea! But he does, and there's an awful lot of stage blood.
The Duke's son tricks his step brothers (of which their are three) and has one of them killed by the orders of the other two. Don't worry, the dude fully deserved to die, he raped a woman who later killed herself, her husband (at the end, when everyone is dead) takes the crown.
The final scene leaves only three characters alive, and a lot of bodies onstage. A jolly, jacobean tragedy.
But it was bloody good! It was so fabulously directed by Jonathon Moore, modernising in a way that didn't kill the language, and didn't detract from the play. It was truly brilliant. And very Brecht. There was a type of educational value in this play, using the tech' box as the Gods, and the fabulous character that had been cut. All wonderful uses of the verfremdungseffekt. It was kind of one of those plays where you really have to see it because description just doesn't do it justice, but it was FABULOUS!
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