I Write To Understand. I Write To Stop Time
If we were having coffee, I would ask how you did with writing in November. I really dropped the NaBloPoMo ball this year. The week of Thanksgiving wore me out and then I got a cold, and I just wasn’t feeling it. But I’m okay with not doing it the whole time.
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Doctor Who, The Christmas Invastion. S2 Ep1. Written by Russell T. Davies
So, it seems that British TV shows do a Christmas special episode, perhaps a gift to the viewers. We have those in the US… A family: grandpa/ma, a mother/father/both, her/his/their grown unmarried daughter and the daughter’s illegitimate child son (almost always a son, for great grandpa.) Daughter comes home from the city/country, harried and tired/happy and relieved. Child son and great-grandpa/ma bond over building trains and astronomy, but child son is secretly unhappy/worried/angry. Mother and daughter are always/sometimes butting heads/get along brilliantly. Some drama happens. Here to help is a single man named Jackson/Dylan, who can help/love/make laugh the daughter/help with the son/protect the grandfather. (Oh yeah, he might be a single father.) Daughter and Jackson/Dylan hook up. There may or may not be talk of God, but there is definitely talk of the “Christmas spirit.” All ends well looking outside with arms around each other. Great grandpa is wearing a Santa hat. There are fuzzy shots and coffee/sweater/snow shots.
They all suck.
After seeing this, I see the British have a different idea of a Christmas special, and God bless them for it. After several viewings (because, remember, I didn’t like Barty Crouch Jr. usurping Eccleston’s throne) I can say that this episode is a good transition into the new Doctor.
(Because the holiday was so exhausting, this share took place via text.
Hey girl. How was thanks?
Oh, awesome! I was SO happy my folks came out, kind of a lost minute decision. They stayed for the OH/MI game and left today.
Yeah, Ann Arbor.
Here it is, two days after Thanksgiving. The holiday season has officially begun, and with that, the season of holiday parties and eating. At the same time, we will hear people cursing their own appearance. “I feel fat.” “Ugh – so fat!” “I ate so much!” Blah blah fishcakes.
Is it especially true among mothers? Maybe not, but the effects can be quite far reaching, because the kids pick up on it.
Doctor Who. The Parting of Ways. S1 Ep 13. Written by Russell T. Davies
I almost tried to quit watching Doctor Who again after this episode. I know that effort would be futile, however, and, by and large, this was a satisfying end to the season-long story arc.
This episode picked up where the last episode left their cliffhanger. The Daleks demand that Rose predict the Doctor’s actions and tell them what he’ll do, but she refuses. But never fear! Thanks to a force field that Jack has rigged up, the TARDIS is protected and able to materialize on the Dalek ship in front of Rose. Jack and the Doctor exit the TARDIS, and are fired upon, but the TARDIS’ protection field covers them. The Doctor taunts the Daleks, reminding them that Dalek legend refers to the Doctor as “The Oncoming Storm” and wondered aloud how they lived through the Time War. A low grating voice explains they survived “…through me.” The camera pulls back to reveal a brain with tentacles in a glass fluid-filled capsule. The whole contraption is propped up with metal legs and shields.
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In doing my research for this week by seeking Native American voices, I found several sources that pointed me in the right direction.
This year and this week, as Thanksgiving is featured so prominently in the minds of people in and from the United States, I am thinking more about the Native communities who are depicted in the original Thanksgiving myth and their descendants of today.
I Didn't Just Wake Up This Morning With A Craving 