Still haven’t come up with an image for this new intro, but I’ve been working on it for over a week now. Yes, “Daryl’s Husband” will be included and not from hanging the microphone over a drawer and amplifying bits and pieces, which takes forever, but using the same sound recorder that brings you sounds of Sam and Maggie’s percolator in the background. Yay!
Or I guess I should say our percolator we received from my husband’s parents from their own wedding in the 1960’s. Fitting, eh?
Although I am having to keep shaving off more and more things spoken for time. Lots of y’knows, likes, um’s, and so’s. Hopefully at some point I can remove some of those superfluous podcasts like the question of will this continue, the gratitude one and the offering of explanation. I’m praying someday I’ll have enough people to discuss the show with me that it’ll run far more smoothly than it has for the last year.
This podcast should be much calmer with some sound discussion and questioning. I’ve gotten the distinct feeling a few people are feeling rather awkward after that last Episode (#13) considering the obvious talent and intense work that went into it after giving me such a hard time in the politics which has done nothing to support cooperation.
In any case the main thing I’d like to get across, both in this blog entry and also in the new intro coming up is that this project is something I have not been able to stop doing. The major problem is not getting the reaction to the humour or insight at the program which is the fuel for entertainers. I would hope that would be obvious, but I guess the internet has crammed so much at us that communication is losing ground. In this, The Pit of Ultimate Dark Shadows will continue, but without the discussion to me of what was enjoyed it is just going to go that much slower. It could go a lot faster and with its creator in a healthier state of being than she has been for over a year now.
Hence all of the celebration for Margaret Josette Dupres. After losing, and I’m not kidding, 10 months of sleep, I finally found people to go through that process with me, review the chapters, give some insight to enjoyment AND have my marriage healed as well as letting me finally get some sleep. Odd that it comes from a novel containing erotica, but if that’s all I can celebrate about in our life of frustration? Am I going to celebrate a healed marriage? You bet I am!
How much else is there to celebrate at this point?
I get a bit worried that some folks are grinding their teeth. How many of them have a healed love-life from what came to them in their writing? I’m guessing not a vast amount. And here I am having never intended to go so strongly into the realms of this romance, in fact the idea of adult material for screen characters embarrassed me before I saw just how much there was and in what kind of graphic expression was laid out. But these two gave us a gift, a splendid gift we’d been craving for years. Can’t say no to such a gift as a happier marriage.
As I’m trimming this interview with my husband we’re both talking about how the high download numbers with so little discussion or fun commentary over the work is not something I celebrate, it’s something that gives me the jitters. In order to be able to do all of this work and research, you have one curious person, intensely curious. What would it be like for all of these fandom characters to come together and solve all the mischief plaguing the town of Collinsport? To truly know one would have to get it as accurate as possible. In order to do that intense curiousity and research comes into balance and with intense curiousity and working with humour, an audience of blank stares does not a happy creator make.
These long intros with huge workshops that barely seem to be doing a damn other than keeping my pen pal(s) company aren’t making me too happy either. Hopefully this will all be fun again someday. People hear my first episode, get all excited, and express how I have such a passion. Folks, get to the intro of episode 11. By then you shall know it has dwindled from a passion to a calling.
It can be a passion again, but that requires more audience participation.
I finally decided that with all of the trouble and people being worried about me, I’d return the favour and release Episode 13 to The Pit of Ultimate Dark Shadows, which was completed in audio two months ago: 30 October 2014. I did paste this to Kathryn Leigh Scott’s facebook page because over a year ago the original text was dedicated to her, as well as this audio episode. I am thankful she has not deleted the link. I felt with all I had absorbed from the fandom in her anecdotal reveries and how Barnabas feels about the characters she played, it was fitting.
I realized the thing that made me so upset is I felt I was being neglected and “used” after so much hard work and research by Episode 14. I’ve now come to understand that most of the people who prefer my work are the shy people who have been afraid to speak. I want to show you how and open up to you how important you are. We are the misfits, the un-sheltered, the abused, and we need to learn how to speak again. The internet was designed for a different purpose than to let trolls and vultures rule it all, and also not for us to robotic-ally share memes and files all the live-long day.
Dark Shadows is a design of being different. There is very little reason the contemporary types should hold its reigns. Or in some more fitting words by Pat Benatar:
We are young (Heartache to heartache) Heartache to heartache (We stand) We stand
No promises (No demands) No demands (Love is a battlefield) Love is a battlefield Whoooo-oh-oh….
We are strong No one can tell us we’re wrong Searching our hearts for so long Both of us knowing Love is a battlefield
You’re begging me to go Then making me stay Why do you hurt me so bad It would help me to know Do I stand in your way Or am I the best thing you’ve had
Believe me Believe me I can’t tell you why But I’m trapped by your love And I’m chained to your side
We are young Heartache to heartache we stand No promises No demands Love is a battlefield
We are strong No one can tell us we’re wrong Searching our hearts for so long Both of us knowing Love is a battlefield
When I’m losing control Will you turn me away Or touch me deep inside And when all this gets old Will it still feel the same There’s no way this will die But if we get much closer I could lose control And if your heart surrenders You’ll need me to hold
We are young Heartache to heartache we stand No promises No demands Love is a battlefield
We are strong No one can tell us we’re wrong Searching our hearts for so long Both of us knowing Love is a battlefield
So here it is, The Pit of Ultimate Dark Shadows, Episode 13: “A Balancing of The Humours”; because The humours are considered part of the medical practice in Barnabas’ time. And also, Wadsworth has been teaching his employer, throughout all of this series, that grim things happen, but the way to get through it, as Barnabas’ sweet-love knows, is… with humour. Peace.
I’m not sure but it may very well be that my removal from facebook, while popping in to post an audio version of my reviews for Osheen Nevoy’s work, has resulted in everyone going to read that rather than the “this-is-how-it’s-done” model I intended. Or it’s just building up. Perhaps the laughter as I read a few of my comments to Osheen’s work let’s people rest easy that I’m doing just fine. Not exactly, folks. Just trying to do something more constructive than hanging around facebook all day having endless discussions in snippets that doesn’t get any work done at all.
Here is the link to the audio file of a few reviews:
And so I shall continue in that capacity. The trick of this is to read the work one likes, or in my case listen to it, and jot down any highlights. I used one of those long notepads and since her chapters are so lengthy I often post two reviews. I get to the opposite side of my second note sheet, type it up, for the review box and paste it in, checking for any corrections as I go. Of course, no one needs to go through the corrections bit as I can make out what is meant most of the time, but in this I’m simply being a perfectionist.
Daryl Wor chapter 6 . Dec 15
Back to Chapter 6: This has been a treat of intrigue. Good job on the pick, Bill. Minor Arcana is a pain. Stick with the Major Arcana. Oh’p! That’s the worst; going in for a reading with skepticism that slowly begins to break down from curiousity. “Great, this gets better and better all the time.” LOL!
NO! Not THE TOWER, AH! Oh good, a nice wind down and the reading is done. Now Uncle Jer is getting suspicious. Oh, dear (I’m laughing) “Hell, what can it hurt to tell the truth?” (Hopefully better than what I’ve been through, Bill.)
BARON VON MÜNCHAUSEN! Good one! Crap. He has to explain what canning is! All they had back then, if even that, was preserving food in bottles. (Points leading to the need of better preservatives coming later.) LOL: “There’s been no end of trouble, actually.” Ah, yes. And the complexity wins Jeremiah over. Perfect. Bill and Jer working to construct something better for the blustering, gouty Josh is a relief. (& with all of Jeremiah’s concerns, yep, a shrink would have been handy!)
Good to be literate in that time, a privilege to some. (We sure take it for granted now.) Jeremiah’s eyes OUGHT to pop out of his head when Bill describes The Declaration of Independence. No! Quills! Poor Bill. I’ve been there. This is not going to go down well. WHAT? Don’t write down LINCOLN’S SPEECH! Too early! Still, I’m surprised how easy it was for Bill to use the quill pen. Or maybe it’s just my practice was with metal nib “quills”.
Man, this story between Bill and Jeremiah must have taken you ages to construct in study! Love the notion that “Barnstable” likely hasn’t changed in a couple hundred years. Yes, why DOES “she endure that bullcrap?” Indeed. Their argument is riveting and of course Jeremiah is correct, however sad this is. Yep, with so much weirdness in spirits, one WOULD go mad NOT to believe in ghosts. Ah, another cliff-hanger.
Your work is inspiring, Osheen and I hope it enables richness to my own. Heaven knows people have been inspired by mine. But I will *thank you* for it, as my hundreds of listeners rarely do towards me. 😦
chapter 7 . 16h ago
Darn, I would have hoped Bill would go with “everyone’s a ghost”. We all eventually go, don’t we? Wow, the words “sometimes you have to get involved. That’s when it hurts. Because you have to hurt people you care for.” Talk about spelling my wild actions out, Bill.
Jeremiah not being certain whether he should be relieved or disappointed. Yep! Good call! Well, Bill sometimes even when you know the problem, it doesn’t matter, you can’t solve it anyway. I love these bittersweet reflections of Bill’s for Dr. Guthrie. Why feel like an idiot trying a one-man séance, Bill? No one is watching. *wink* You’ve put a twinkle to my eye with the Jack Sprat switch-a-roo. Bill’s getting hired almost seems like he has been demoted. Ah, the breakfast is making me hungry. I suddenly want eggs and oatmeal (& coffee). And I’m chuckling at Bill’s musing with the massive dinner the previous night, two more guests would hardly make a major hole in the Collins House larder.
Laughing at this gossip about the countess! I’m with Hinckley on former servants. Yes, masters get THIS week’s newspaper, servants get last week’s. Oh no! The S’s and F’s problem! After Pruffia and Ruffia, etc. I’d hope no one would want a chat about current affairs. MISSISSIPPI! LOL! These historical details are spot on. Professional work, Osheen! Love the bit about Abraham Wells. *sigh*
Samuel Shaw – love that ad! Wow! This newspaper is making me miss my original material. I loved looking through old articles for these kinds of details. *another sigh*. & “Gracie” I like it. Great info on the Regency of Algiers. LOL! That Cherry Tree business again! Legend that hasn’t been invented yet! MARVELOUS DESCRIPTION! “…detailed exploration of dental hygiene”. Oh boy! (Baking soda strait on the toothbrush, anyone?) Aaaand the money trouble. A-yup! Sweet! A ship called “The Barnabas and Sarah”. 🙂 What type of boat would that be?
Ah yes—Lt. Forbes. And his somewhat disregarding regard. (I shall be back later.)
chapter 7 . 2h ago
Bill not being pleased in the least to meet Forbes—neither would I be. Love Bill’s take on Forbes from the start. Oh, my! Not so sure I’d go so far as him being a young Jason McGuire but I can see where he’s coming from.
This cargo list is incredible. Good again on the homework and Bill’s occupation with it. Always a relief to feel productive with one’s fellow beings. WOW! The Evan’s Cottage once apothecary! That is amazing. I’m with Bill on the toothpowder. T. Thornton’s “finest ingredients” are making me gag. Lol, “burst a blood vessel”. I was like, “SUGAR?!” Good. Just baking soda. It’ll be foul but worth it.
Love the bit about “bedroom eyes” and “with unbrushed teeth and his greatcoat pockets stuffed with toiletries”. Must snicker.
Now Sarah & Josette meeting. You’ve got me misty. (Yep! Wizard of Oz reference in there, too!) I remember this part about Maggie & Josette that you sent me. Glad to read it again and I’m not alone in seeing it that way.
SHEESH! Simmer down, Andre. Your boat was way late. Did you want everyone still hanging around for y’all so long after the fact? I’m smiling at Bill’s thought that his whittling skills being taxed to their limit. Ah, the poem on the sampler. Work on the poem that long and she’ll know it well 172 years later. I’m curious how you conjured up Miss Wick’s details. Very sound, indeed.
Mmm, the sampler and middle names. Touching and true. A wonderful demonstration of what came to pass in days of old and new. Plus the love shared between brother and sister is what I would expect from your work. No sweeping it under the rug.
As far as Barnabas’ excitement that Josette has arrived—quite a song in my heart to finally read this “in print”. You’ve made the work breathtaking, convincing, and accurate to history as well as what is observed in the program. The mutual longing they have goes far beyond money. I trusted you to see that, and so you have done. Bless you. 🙂
chapter 8 . 13m ago
Uh-oh, veering away from the Laura marriage. That must’ve been a tough choice. Glad of the warning. Oh great—nope, no known awareness of allergies yet. This is back to the page-turning and heartrending hopelessness of it all. Point of interest: It could make (genealogical?) sense for Joshua to have a sibling so much younger just as Barnabas does in this family tree.
Love the countess looking ready to sally into single combat. I’m surprised Bill gave Jeremiah so many future details to sooth his terror, but in a panic one might. Smelling salts. Good Suggestion, Natalie. Very sensible. Bill’s take on Joshua’s reaction is a wealth of fine observation. Well done. A wonder Thornton IS groovy with Bill remaining after the tooth-powder incident. *wink*
I am curious if Thornton is checking Barnabas’ lymph nodes here. I’m trying to recall if there was knowledge of them then. Yes, the possibility of shocking indecency to leaving a man’s attire open, even while ill. That is rather likely in this century. Oh, great. Not bleeding! (Well, if that happens save it somewhere for Barnabas later when he eventually attains a certain “thirst”, guys.)
I’m not really surprised at the lack of appreciative words as the apothecary departs. The heartfelt relief as our patient recovers to normal is marvelously well done. Lovely to see all the gratitude they share together.
“Bad enough when it’s only a novel…” love that part. DANG! How did you find all of those older genealogy details? (Let me know if you followed your nose or if they’re out there somewhere.) I’m feeling bad for Bill beating himself up while he’s reading the gruesome facts and errors. Wow…
This chapter is as brilliant as the rest with that play-by-play of the series, enhanced by Bill’s studious considerations, and extremely well-written. I hope to continue on Chapter 9 soon.
I did a little bit of audio editing for Episode 14 of The Pit of Ultimate Dark Shadows. Mainly we’re still with the six individuals standing around in Dr. Hoffman’s office while Willie Loomis tries to get a hold of himself from the surprising, if not shocking, series of events he’s hearing and witnessing in his pajamas and robe as Wadsworth is still attired in his standard butler outfit that he’s slept in at this point.
Some of Willie’s inflections had to be spliced together from two different performances of his lines, as well as Wadsworth. Dr. Hoffman has been a juggle of new an old lines. I felt some of the newer ones sounded too husky and scratchy.
But as usual, if anyone wants more of the radio series, I will be waiting to get those comments up from episodes 5 through 12. One chap is going over the CDs I sent him of 5 & 6, and another person is hopefully up to episode 12. Remember, Episode 13 is finished, but posting the news of my continued audio-editing struggle via facebook doesn’t do a whole lot to encourage people to make that effort to discuss all the hard work I brought to them. On top of which I have tons of haters who took my work, didn’t say zilch of what they liked and expect me to just psychically know what caught them.
I’m a listener to characters, I’m a listener to people, I’m a problem-solver, but I apologize; I can’t read minds. If you want more I am very aware that your communication skills are not dormant. I hope you are as well.
I’ve maintained radio silence from facebook when it kept being obvious that in all of the hard work I’d done for the past year, not to mention the previous two years before that, everyone enjoys fan art but to give a tinkers dam about who’s giving it to them is basically summed up in like-clicks and bare shreds. Meanwhile the antagonists, the bullies, blustering and oblivious rear up in their lack of depth. So, I know some people were worried about me but this is not the first time this kind of contemplation of suicide has happened to me.
To enjoy my work, download it, secretly hide that you are enjoying it and especially what you enjoyed leaves nothing else but my sifting through addictive postings of photos, memes, and looking far and wide for the people who willdiscuss it with me as my popularity flares and the internet vultures reign supreme. For the love of Christ, if you don’t like me, block me. Don’t enjoy my work and then expect me to live through this hell without some damn communication of enjoyment. So no more facebook for a while minus posting yet ANOTHER troll review from that obsessive stalker. This has got to be the ninth I’ve had to destroy. Go drown in a sea of Angelique/Barnabas fiction for all I care. It should at least make you feel better how damn much of it there is. Lord!
And so, the last focus of entertainment I am granted since I’ve made so many attempts to be entertained by other things and just won’t, I decided to get out my e-reader, get a notepad and review Osheen Nevoy’s “Stand Fast and Damn The Devil”. I accomplished several reviews in the last two days. What I do is read the material and write down my personal reactions as if I am viewing the program with the artist who brought us a new version of it:
Finally, I’m back on the road with Bill. My attention is riveted again. So hard to pen how good this is. Bill’s got the “My name is…” and that intro voice-over down pat! Oh dear, Ben’s giving Bill a Matthew Morgan flashback! Almost tripping over his amnesia cover-up, I am laughing here.
DANG! I can see Bill & Ben having this discussion so clearly! And the nod to Ben’s normal eyebrows. Superb! Babysitting a young Eliot Stokes. Ah, not just Interruption fiction (which is my preference) but also carefully done Expansion. *big grin*
Good way of bringing Bill back to the world he knows better in this memory of Roger & Matthew. Some might find this jarring but I like it. (Had to learn how to do it, and accept it as I create, too.) Yikes! This struggle of strangle is getting rough! Wow, ROGER to the rescue… kind of? Urg! This is harsh. I keep reading too fast because I’m all worried about Bill and I know he would want to hunt for Matthew Morgan but I’m like, “No—Roger! Get Bill to the hospital!” Oh, my gosh – “prim distaste”. That is so Roger.
(This is agony while my husband wants to go over our grocery list.) LOL! “He might have been standing in the drawing room of Collinwood with a drink in his hand.”
And Bill’s admittance of both his and Roger now shared downfall. “Give it a whirl!” LOL! Crocodile tears! SH*T! (btw: I like the sheriff switch and appreciate your notes about this.) Man, Bill’s as honest as *I* am! Givin’ Roger some dares! Excellent speech. It’s like Captain Picard but so obviously Bill Malloy.
All right, I need to remember where I left off now that my attention for reading just waned again. 😦 Hopefully I’ll get to this chapter again sooner than later. But thank you so much for giving me a reprieve from such a dreadful week. Your work is often the ONLY escapism allowed me these days when my ability to focus on something else arrives. Thank you, Osheen Nevoy, and bless you. 🙂
Daryl Wor chapter 4 . Dec 13
Back on track here. Now I understand when people like brevity in chapters. Writing reviews for big ones makes a chapter in itself. *wink* Loved Dr. Reeves tut-tutting. Roger’s confession! I can’t help but imagine a famous Louis Edmonds flub which he would brilliantly re-iterate to correct. Love Sam’s allusion to sardines. Ah, Pop. *heart* “Cool their heels.” Love so much of the retro figures of speech, Osheen. (I miss doing this in my work.)
“He sure tried to take care of me tonight.” Priceless!
Finally! Some nightgowns and bed-robes. And Bill’s tender thoughts to Elizabeth. *happy sigh* “dignity demanded”, “regal”, “calm” – excellent, my dear. Wow I am so impressed with Roger’s confession and “coughing up that old haughtiness”. Oh, no! Now Pop’s turn. This is intense and I’m with Carolyn for concern. (As she gets double the nickname action – nice touch!)
Man! After all that and Burke is hardly satisfied? (Well, it does, indeed, sound like him.) Ha ha! “You already did that.” Good one, Burke!
LOL! Love what Carter doesn’t mind saying. Oh, wow! And then Carter finishes with that! Back to the past… Yes, thankfully no ice to break in the 1795 basin. The not suppose to drink the water—You’ve got too many goodies. The rot bit was grand. All the thoughts of Morgan haunting Bill are very realistic and contemplative.
This part touches me personally right now: “We were on the same side… to help Liz. Except I tried to help her by getting people to talk to each other.” That seems to be how I feel a lot now. This remembrance of Matthew in Bill’s mind is so profound and really speaks to me.
“Maybe he could fix something. Maybe he could change something.”
And that final line is so deep and moving. As usual, Bill keeps me alert and going. Again, bless you.
chapter 5 . 22h ago
During the intro I am already so curious what will happen when Bill sees Naomi. The watch-work is a great way for Bill to keep track of when it is at “home”. A luster of thoughtfulness. Oh! Straw poking out! Poor man. Nooo… fleas. 😦 Uh-oh, chamber pot—glad he doesn’t concern himself with the details.
Time travel anti-romance. Yep, Bill. That’s Miss Winters fixation all over. Very foreign foreigner! 🙂
Yes! Better in this “when” than medieval times! Conferencing the poor laundry load. How much of Jeremiah’s aged sweat shall adorn poor Bill? LOVELY nod to Barnabas’ fashion sense. (Only a romantic would have that.)
LOL! I can see Bill’s outfit forming and I love the poke at Barnabas’ Christmas ensemble! So true! Good, no stripes, birds or flowers. *snicker* “fumbling and swearing.” Ugh! Those socks! Wretched. And the boys at the cannery if they could see him? They’d be in stitches!
Wow! The time travel understanding with the floorboard. So: “Somewhere In Time” by Ralph Matheson. What DO people eat for breakfast in 1795? A-Yup! AH! The dining room! You did it! I’m so inspired! (Bad enough planning a bloody bathtub near Josette’s room—that was a pain for me.)
LOL! Abigail versus Mrs. Johnson. Never done a days’ work in her life. (Well minus giving everyone her hot-tempered putrescence.) LOL! 12 Basic facial types! Dynamite!
Go, Uncle Jer! Kill her with kindness and THEN with WIT! Yes! “Our charming family.”
Okay, I need to skip breakfast but that scene was amazing with Bill, Jer & Abby Pooh-Pooh-Head. 😛
Daryl Wor chapter 5 . 4h ago
What a cozy and realistic discussion about Jeremiah’s hand-me-downs. This writing takes away that shiny video view to the series and is actually giving me the kind of visuals in that soft glow prominent to film in a 1990s BBC presentation like “Pride & Prejudice”. Wow, Bill’s take on the village must be similar to how Marty McFly scoped out Hill Valley in The Old West. I’ll bet Bill is feeling that seasickness going on such a long horse ride. Ah, Hemphill. At last, a non-look-alike.
Good answer on recognition, “I couldn’t swear to it.” And that sounds so natural. Love that comparison of his story to a lobster pot. Darn, no look-alike Mr. Wells, but I would have expected it, too. These names and details are incredible. (I can imagine the homework.) “Here we go again,” poor Bill.
Laughter for Bill gladly joining Uncle Jer in a rum toddy! And the discussion at the table. Mystery hangs in the balance but the terror doesn’t choke me. I love seeing Collinsport this way. (Chuckle: pinup girl for the family’s history – Glad someone finally says this of Josette.)
Yep, riding a horse in the open rain and getting sopped has little appeal. Oh, great. Angie and Nat. You can tell quickly. (“Nice to meet you, too.” Ha, ha!) “The countess and her hat” much chuckling here. Oh, no! I’ve used that sugar line before, too (in real life, that is). “free of charge”. Love it!
Dang! Her attires IS extreme, isn’t it? (Smiles for Ban Roll-On and “mystical flakes”. LOL! “fishy in no time flat.”) And him hoping she’ll focus on another tarot reading and forget about his. Uh-oh. Josh. Love “knowing it was an order and not an invitation”. Roger’s not lookin’ too bad now, eh Bill?
Phew. Poor Bill longing for Liz; all wet and in the wind. (I know the feeling.) Not the best bath but fun to watch him treating the “red shirts”/servants with a little respect to their own shock.
Ooooo! Finally; the dizziness of meeting our beloved Naomi. I got the chills reading this. Very divine and heartfelt. Thank you.
chapter 6 . 1h ago
The agony—I can feel Bill’s suffering as he drinks in Naomi: “corseted to within in a inch of her life.” No kidding. Haunting to have her in that same dress Elizabeth wore. Good save when Jeremiah inquires to how he’s doing. Oh, that turmoil not to stare at her.
“18th century Emily Post” HA HA! & “jewel encrusted Faberge eggs”. Fascinating finally seeing them share a meal together, and what a meal! Yes, the old-school massive supply of MEAT. “masterpiece of deadpan humor” or “very different definitions of piquancy”. Sadly hilarious.
I can practically hear the silence against glass, china and silverware tinkering as Bill sits awkwardly through it. SHEEZ! Got enough food!? Bill’s gonna pop and Jeremiah’s buttons shall fly at the family like shrapnel. (But, yes. This is how it would be.) Some sweet, but more meat for dessert? It IS a whole 2nd dinners worth. (Are they HOBBITS? j/k) Much laughter here: “And the sooner they finished the sooner they could get the away from each other.” Natalie’s gorging while complaining is making my cold pizza sound good “as dinner limped onward.”
Bill’s blood boiled is definitely speaking to me now. Just watching Naomi get put down by Joshua. Arg! (I’ve known Jessie’s pain and have seen it in others.)
Ugh! All that sympathizing agony, memories of brutes and now… more food… AND another table cloth. Oh, okay – this is the laxative portion of the meal; lot’s of dried fruit. Maybe all the memories of meals like this will make life as a vampire simpler for Barnabas one day. Oh, great. He’s recommending port (which is what I drink while performing his lines. Should’a known). All that and Naomi is denied her sherry?! That WOULD be the last straw. The exchange between the countess and Barnabas is VERY well done.
Uh-oh, she’s whipping out the cards and Bill is in for it anyway. I think this is where I shall take a break and come back. That was one heck of a feast, Osheen. Thanks.
My hearty image of Bill Malloy, that Osheen admired with the description: “adorable cheesiness”.
There is currently up to enough for goal in commentary for Episodes 3 & 4 now. Still the day drags on into night as I watch download after download after download on so many sites from so many people. The best I can get is to send CDs to a few folks who don’t have the luxury of access to the radio drama, and ENDLESS discussion on facebook about either Dark Shadows, or ideas or posts or whatever thing facebook has decided will interest me when rarely any of it does.
That bloody overwhelming excess of Barnabas MUST love Julia or else was an unfortunate topic of discussion which lead to people ignoring almost any of Barnabas’ personal feelings as a character and giving me that newly acquired lashing rage. Knowing what I know now of why the people who saw what I saw as the natural result of relief for him are the shy, lonely types who want to find their kindred souls but can’t in a swirl of loud-mouthed ignorant types.
I can barely fathom the internal need these people have over demanding a fictional character, a major icon, of whose depth and complexity astounds even me, to love someone whose affections he did not reciprocate. I guess it just seethes at them in some way and has done for so many decades. Women’s lib gone sour? Some bad relationship they suffered through and Julia represents all of that hard work for a loser they got dumped on or by? And in all of it, I don’t just feel bad for him, I feel bad for her as well. Moreover I feel bad for all of the people I’ve either reached or am trying to reach who just became so fragmented in their loneliness over loving this guy altruistically, but not being able to discuss it with anyone in so long that the words are all but lost to them.
Meanwhile, as I went through finding chuckle-heads, I blocked a couple undesirables. I was told yet AGAIN, “I’m sure plenty of people read your fanfiction, Daryl.”
I said, “READ?! It’s in AUDIO? How many times must I express that?”
Then I put up the links YET AGAIN to podomatic and iTunes. I swear so many of these invalidating people just wipe the proof from their minds. *snort* I’m sure they would since they continue to twist the idea into some formation of who Barnabas SHOULD love. The very idea that anyone SHOULD love anyone or anything sickens me. Real or fictional. I suppose therein lies the self-imposed blindness to my obvious audio links. Some fricken gratitude for the hardest work I have ever done.
(By the way, I’m sorry if you’re reading this Helena, but word to the wise, don’t come to facebook. I love our relationship just the way it is. And I know you love the pairing but you’ve certainly proven far more versatile in thoughts and discussion than truckloads of people I’ve had to deal with.)
Ray of hope! A lady reading through all of that saw the links and became incredibly excited! I was nearing tears with her gratitude to me and her validation that it was audio and that she liked it and that she was downloading several episodes with vibrant interest, as well as kindness towards me. I hope we continue on a promising path. And then I blocked a couple other people who weren’t so nice, but hey, that’s what the block function is for. A couple women came to me in confidence and desired to know what this block function was. I was happy to tell them. They’ve been wonderful to me.
I got on the phone with the delightful Gary and we penned out what he’d written in his notes for Episode 4, having done the same thing previously with Episode 3. He enjoyed Episode 4 even more and had so much to say! It was marvelous!
Ahhh! That brings Episode 4 to goal. I just sent him episode 5 and 6 which have been much neglected. Then there is Warren whose safety I pray for. There are others but so far it seems a pretty even split on good chats from both men and women. Then Steve, who as far as I know isn’t a listener of the work, keeps making all kinds of overlays of photos. He, I, and the new lady I found had a wonderful discussion. I asked him if I could use one for my 13th Episode. I said it’s close to this one but I must have it elsewhere. We’ll see if we can find it. Maggie is in colour and not black and white.
It’s a little like this one but different. (She’s looking down and in a blue dress.) I think I just found it and I will have to tell him. He said he was glad I could make that kind of use out of it and that I needn’t have even asked if I could use it in that way. Well, after seeing folks get a little extreme about their fanwork, particularly visuals, I felt it was best. Either way the conversation was fantastic. I poked fun at myself for getting riled up and getting others riles up. Tough fandom this one! When I get notifications from other fandoms I feel a shock of relief!
The lines are the biggest pain this week. Everything was performed and inflected 3 to 6 times, at least with some lines. But don’t worry. I have eliminated the kick-back Professor Stokes and kept the “sexy” version someone helped me to decide on when Professor Stokes says, “You seem rather fulfilled Julia.” 😉
Good Evening, Collinsport. Well, I have some lovin’ from a couple people within the last month. So far I have enough commentary for Episode 1 & 2, but I still need more for 3-12. I don’t want critiquing. I would like insight and enjoyment. Considering I already know for sure one radio station is playing my program, among other possibilities, it would be nice to know what people are enjoying. That is my fuel.
I have finished getting all of the lines into Episode 14 but I haven’t picked out which inflections makes the final cut so the file is massive. I just wanted to get to all the various lines. Almost EVERYONE was performed separately. They deserve that accuracy, I think. Plus it’s better than trying to switch all of the time. For Episode 13 I went back and forth between Wadsworth and Willie Loomis and it was just a strain on my vocals.
So, I now would like to present everyone with some fun I’ve been having on yet another fan page thread which harps on Depp Shadows. I encounter this behaviour so often I feel as if folks who love the original program have also been programmed into a stream of hunger for the negative, perhaps by Dark Shadows?
I suppose this makes The Pit of Ultimate Dark Shadows the mind blow it is. It’s humour the characters would use, it amplifies the spooky via tons of gate-crashers from films and movies that also contain spooky elements, it’s an expensively made radio-drama created by one person in character voices and it’s free! Not a whole lot of complaining to be had. With these gifts to be able to incorporate so much authenticity as well as provoking deeper thought with humour, the question of Frid versus Depp is becoming more and more hilarious!
After combing through the hostile remarks against Depp, Burton, etc. I decided between these two choices I’d pick a third
Yes! It has stirred me for days into the kind of laughter that promotes tears of hilarity. I can’t get close. It’s so much in the opposite direction and I can’t stop thinking about it. The very idea!
Next there was question of whether Betty White would play Victoria Winters or Elizabeth Stoddard.
I proceeded to laugh my arse off and am also doing so now. I actually physically injured myself from laughing so hard. I was clapping my hands and I guess my wedding ring hit the inside of my pinkie finger’s end knuckle and started turning purple. So far it has healed and I can finally say it was all worth it!
And the worst part… as it turns out… Password took the time slot when Dark Shadows was cancelled, so there are some hard feelings towards Allen Ludden and Password from Dark Shadows fans. Allen Ludden even put some vampire teeth in that episode which was similar to rubbing salt into a wound, or so I’m told. Could this be another sign? Oh, dear…
One fellow said that he wrote an obituary for Dark Shadows in their local newspaper and expressed that it was survived by “Password”. Then he confessed, “THEY PRINTED IT!”
Until next time, I shall continue to audio edit and channel the characters in empathy to the best of my ability, while catching up to where I was in the text and audio demos that I was over a year ago. Makes me feel like this lovely lady: