Getting Too Comfortable

Oh, God, I forgot to post again. I’m sorry, guys! I really am! I mean, I had a lot to do, with the stuff and the things and the kid falling down the stairs and possibly breaking her nose and needing to be rushed to the doctor (she’s fine, just a nasty bruise, but yesterday was not a good day), so as excuses went I had a decent one, but I’m still sorry. I don’t want anyone looking and finding no post! What if they get mad? What if they unfollow me? Don’t leave! I can be more interesting!

Ahem. Sorry.

Anyway, I’ve forgotten to post a few times lately. In part I think it’s because I’ve just been crazy busy, having to deal with lots of bills and stupid grown-up stuff. But more, I think, it’s because I’m starting to get used to having this blog.  I don’t spend all afternoon worrying about what to write the next morning, and as I believe I may have mentioned once or twice, I have a truly shocking memory. So once I don’t have apprehension acting as a constant reminder, I get comfortable and immediately start forgetting stuff. I’m the same way with vitamins. I buy them. I remember to take them for a few weeks because I worry about forgetting. The second I get complacent about remembering, bam. Six months later I find the bottle and think ‘oh, yeah, vitamins!’ and the cycle starts anew.

Speaking of which, I think I have some vitamins in the fridge, and I haven’t taken any in a while… and my mouth is starting to hurt…

Okay, I’m back and envitaminated. And in case you didn’t know this useful thing, if you get sore and sensitive gums and chocolate suddenly starts to sting your tongue, especially when you’re stressed? It’s a sign of zinc deficiency, something you tend to burn through faster under stress. Take a couple of zinc tablets for two-three days and it’ll go away.

Now, I am off to sort out passport paperwork and visit the physiotherapist to get a letter outlining my history with the practice and other annoying grown-up activities.


Adapting Classic Works

It’s big these days. From Clueless to Pride and Prejudice and Zombies, stealing adapting the works of classic authors is a surprisingly long-lasting Latest Thing. Especially Jane Austen. Ms Austen is cool. L. Frank Baum is also big, theftwise.

I personally enjoy doing this. The closest I’ve ever come to finishing a manuscript is my adaption of The Wizard Of Oz, entitled Mobile City: Overlander Z. (I posted the first draft of the first chapter a while back, if anyone’s interested. Any comments will be extremely gratefully received.) But as with anything, it’s possible to have too much of a good thing. I understand P&P rewrites/sequels/adaptions are getting a chilly reception lately, which is why I’ve shelved mine for now. (Jane and Bingley’s POV! Let them tell their love story! It would be fun, must get back to it some time).

I’ve been rereading Jane Austen’s works lately, as I frequently do when I’m tired or depressed or don’t have anything new to read or it’s Tuesday, because I love them and will basically read them over and over forever. It struck me that while P&P adaptions are rampant, and Sense and Sensibility and Emma have had their turn in the spotlight, you don’t see a lot of Northanger Abbey or Mansfield Park or Persuasion gadding about in new covers or movie adaptions.

Which is a real shame, because while Mansfield Park is reasonably tightly anchored to its own time, the other two would adapt pretty well, especially as Clueless-style movie retellings. (I know a lot of Austenphiles don’t like Clueless. I don’t care, I think it’s just adorable) Take Northanger Abbey: idealistic, slightly silly young girl goes on holiday, meets cute guy and sweet or duplicitous girls, visits guy and his sister, frightens herself half to death with wild imagination, marries boy. It’s got Hit Romantic Comedy written all over it.

Persuasion would be even better. Girl is firmly discouraged from getting married at nineteen, boy leaves in a huff, woman never really gets over the loss, then is taken advantage of by her self-absorbed sisters and father, before meeting boy again, having a couple of adventures, rescuing father from marrying sister’s scheming friend and then living happily ever after. It would transition really well into a modern setting, I think, and I like Anne as a heroine. She’s a bit over the romance-heroine hill instead of being a Young Thing, philosophical about her disappointments, and always considerate of other people’s feelings – unlike charming but thoughtless Elizabeth Bennet, just for example.

The more I think about this, the better the idea sounds. So IT’S MINE AND I CALLED IT.

I’ve always meant to try scriptwriting…