Picking Up The Pieces…

(((Deep Breath)))

Well, with the final needed commentary of up to five chunky responses per episode (not that I don’t encourage shorter ones else where) and the release of Episode 14: Reunion At The Old House, I’m beginning to finally soothe my wounds. Strangers met in various spots and a trickle of old friendships renewed are showing me the world of thoughtfulness and caring has not entirely come to an end.

I never could believe being an online entertainer would bring so much grief, but it sure has. I see people who are capable in the daily complexities of human life get online and become vegetation when it concerns anything positive. The general hail attitude of “social” networks is really the most depressing thing I’ve witnessed. The facade of showing off enjoyable vacations to people who aren’t allowed to go on one is incredibly detrimental. Moreover it’s gross to see the fading of positive discussion revert to “clicks” and “shares”. What does this leave us? The negative discussion. People won’t stop complaining about the tiniest aspects. And when they complain about entertainment as if it’s out there wielding a sword toward their soul, something that is imbibed by choice, I must wonder if they are aware they have any choice about it.

Still, I came home from my Halloween celebration and realized it was time. My sweetheart didn’t take up too much of the bandwidth in the house and Episode 14 was all ready and waiting to lend itself to ears unknown. Rather quick reaching iTunes too. I had it transferred in almost no time. I was gratefully listening in and fell asleep with it playing. My love affair with Willie Loomis may continue after all. ❤

Of course, the wisdom Wadsworth brings still touches me after all of this time. It’s as if I am Willie Loomis and Wadsworth has made tea for me and explains, “You know you’ve hardly been treated very well and you likely got the idea that such behaviour was both normal and natural.” Wadsworth is right. I even gloried in so many like-clicks once upon a time. That glory was short-lived but I made an acceptance briefly that clicks were just peachy. They never were and they never will be. It’s a way of whittling down the positive to an emptiness so shallow we couldn’t even see what it did to us.

And here I am having become a monster myself. Having a temper about technical aspects, like files not loading right, or a character voice not coming out as well as I would like (Alan Alda’s “Hawkeye” is a major pain!) is one thing. But to be told repeatedly on the aspect of silence and clicks that “this is just the way things are” is anathema to a grieving soul. I feel as if I was shouting the soonest and the loudest and now? Several people have approached me about “social” networks and saying,

“God! This is so stupid!”

“This is empty. I’ve never met any of these people and we never talk to each other.” 

“I can’t believe I spent five hours last night clicking a bunch of worthless crap.”

“I don’t touch that thing. If my brother can’t be bothered to call his own sister or our mother on the telephone then I don’t see much love there at all.”

“Yeah, Facebook. It’s a bunch of s****y people saying a bunch of s*****y things.”

“Why the heck am I staring at still shots of Gomez Addams when I could be watching the man?”

“I can’t take it anymore! I have to get off this thing and SEE SOMEONE!”

“I miss doing all the things that I love like reading, writing, visiting people or viewing my favorite shows and movies.”

“When did I decide that being completely alone in my apartment all of the time without really contacting anyone was how life was meant to be lived?”

“What is the point of a social network when all anyone does is click with nothing added?”

“I feel like my brain died for two years.”

Okay, it’s not just me. However I will venture to say I feel the suffering more than most. When you’re looking for insight and laughs from an entertainment product you never could have dreamed you could create while everyone has gone into a hypnotic realm of only speaking up when there is something negative and only clicking or lurking when there is something they enjoy? Well… you have what I have become: A monster, and the kind of monster Barnabas Collins was ashamed to be. His love for his friends and family is so deeply felt he had little choice but to wallow in some sense of evil, then back-pedal when he acclimated to a new set of loved ones. The depth of his character is beyond remarkable.

Dark Shadows fandom is likely the hardest thing to make a relief series for in this time of technological confusion and disconnect with people. If The Addams Family fans encouragement, and The Ghost & Mrs. Muir’s gentler aspect didn’t exist I’m not sure where on earth I could have ended up. Worse than this? Another victim of suicide? Thankfully, enough people spoke up just when I needed them most and spoke up with fury at the negativity they witnessed, both in their lives and about characters they loved. And they all finally said the same thing, “You don’t deserve this, Daryl. You’re a human being with feelings. Not an entertainment machine.” Bless you, yes. And may I add, “Aren’t we all?”

Perhaps this is another reason why the extremists of Dr. Hoffman pushing the issue with her unrequited love for Barnabas Collins became so severe. Unrequited love feels neglect very strongly. What time in our history would it have been stronger than right now? Many of these people are angry at not getting the attention they need, not feeling heard, even some Angelique extremists are in that same boat. Now would be the time to go ape-s**t on strangers from a sense of losing loved ones to their becoming robots everywhere they look. Why not go crazy on a fictional character and those who adore him for himself?

Plus these people have the most to lose because they managed to sway public opinion about who he loves or should love due to the pile up of story after story previously written. Who would have thought so many fans would ever be able to watch Dark Shadows in its entirety again? But now it’s happening. People see 1795 and mourn Barnabas’ losses. Fans re-watch and re-discover who had what feelings for whom. And they ask, “What was I reading all of that time? I’m not seeing and hearing the same people on this screen.” It must be heart-breaking and confusing as Hell.

(The speculation and insinuation about the actors is even more grotesque. I never, ever wished to bother them. They have their own lives just as we all do. And I can’t contemplate the merest desire of stalking the memory of dead people to sway anyone’s opinion beyond taking what they expressed at face value. Tabloid newspapers and magazine columnists have much to answer for in fixating our minds to this excess merely to make money.)

I recall Walter Koenig expressing that Star Trek was the science-fiction of his life because it had so little bearing on who he was as a person. This is one of the reasons I am so expressive with my own life to make sure no one is getting the wrong idea about me. Short attention spans don’t help this much, but that’s likely the reason Providence put this blog-writing into my perspective. It can be read repeatedly until some blasted humanity finally sinks in with someone and for keeps.

I have been given a plethora of gifts and extraordinary talent in a time when it’s not wanted enough to be appreciated well by those who enjoy it. The focus is to only discuss the negative right now, minus a precious few people out there. When that is the focus and that is the constant exposure the result creates a very impolite demon out of someone. Rather than encourage those who have something better to offer, the general online public prefers to insult and badmouth in great detail anything they even remotely dislike online. It hasn’t just made me “insane”, the constant attitude has made many others just as foul themselves. (My mind is still reeling at so many hateful reviews about “The Time Machine” movie that came out in 2002! Sheesh! Did that hurt anyone other than the poor women playing The Morlocks???)

So here we are in The Pit of Ultimate Dark Shadows. I never knew that title would be so damned fitting! It sure speaks volumes during this dreadful age of online negativity. I’ve had pen pals, on paper, express to me, “Is everyone just socially inept or psychotic?! Dear Heavens! I see name-calling and spiteful words on book reviews or at the people who loved the books!”

But this begs the question: Where are the people who aren’t psychotic nor socially inept?

They exist outside the online world. Some of them only show these tendencies when they “plug-in”. Phone calls and voice chats show me people who are very different from what they type. Extremely different in fact. This was the purpose in making the darn postcards, really. (I still don’t understand why so many people online tried to dissuade me from doing that.) Hence the need for places like… the library… the churches… community centers… Not all of them are the perfect fit for anyone but choice and differences are still available. Some of these people rarely “plug-in”. Actually, some are planning to go from smart-phone to flip-phone so they feel they won’t be getting constant notifications about what people are posting anymore. Quality time for themselves.

In this frightful journey of excessive peaks and valleys I discovered I am sure a whole lot smarter and wiser than I was ever given credit for. I also discovered chat rooms still exist, THANK GOD! A stream of typed discussion, even in abbreviations is un-clickable. Really gets me out of that awful habit sometimes. Some chatters apologize for their typos and I tell them, “No. It’s okay. I can speak typo! I understand what you’re saying. It’s clicks and silent numbers and memes and cartoon stickers I don’t understand. I can’t really speak meme or link. I just can’t comprehend those languages most of the time.”

I also discovered other avenues of social activity are still alive and kicking. Coronet Instructional Films may be cheesy, but “What To Do On A Date” makes a good point to this day, even in simple friendships. Claims one only uses Facebook for pictures can easily be compartmentalized in places like pinterest, instagram, or snapchat. And quieter social networks without pinging notifications are used by many, they’re just quieter is all. They don’t make noises like they are constantly ringing your doorbell.

However, Colonel Mustard in the film Clue does have this to say,

“Now there is still one thing I don’t understand.”

I suppose I’ll have to respond as Professor Plum does:

One thing?

“Simplicity” The Last Dance: Barnabas/Josette

Simplicity

“Simplicity” The Last Dance: Barnabas/Josette

Simplicity

My inner haunting
Leaves me too lonely
Leaves me too empty
Killing me slowly

In certain lights
In these stars
Night fixtures
Here in candle light

Killing me as I fall…

As I let you down
I am nothing
You still remain as I hurt
And I disappoint
I am nothing
You still remain…

This secret feeling
That feeds my passion
That burns and inspires
Killing me slowly
Still you continue
You dream louder still
In virtue, and I see you bleeding

I cry and cry inside
You cry forever
Still disappear as I do hide…

I am I
I am I
I am I

I will fall
I will let you down
I will forget
It could be the reason you’re still bleeding

Still you remain
You remember
Even while your heart is breaking
I will make you hurt
Make you cry and cry
And I will be your greatest failure

Still you remain
You remember
You’re the reason I’m still dreaming

Like a child who believes
You believe in me
Be my witness
Words could never say how you’re my world
My simplicity
You make me everything

Everything I am and still believe in
In your simplicity
In your dreaming
My world
My reason to believe

The Promise of What Praise Can Do: “Margaret Josette Dupres (A Novel)” [Note8]

I rather wish I’d titled this correspondence or insight, but I suppose praise is fairly accurate. You know what is scary? More and more people have snuck me little tid bits of what they’ve had to endure in all of this waiting. Almost every Maggie or Josette fan for Barnabas wanted the reincarnation. Several didn’t do it or tried and then couldn’t identify to how that experience would avail itself. Here’s where I step in. Not only have I explored many fictional characters and blended my psyche with theirs, I’ve also studied reincarnation a great deal and for this project I did two years of heavy study into it. With channeling so much, taking what my cousin suggested, “Be them at 85% but keep %15 percent of yourself so that you can come back to reality.” Little did she realize I was doing that automatically, but it’s good advice.

Sadly, it doesn’t come into the realm of blasted audio editing. I barely got a scrap of that done for Episode 15 today. A needed phone call, sun hitting the screen, whatever distractions drive me batty, but thankfully I posted some original work for fun on fictionpress and have received the great commentary from my new buddies. ❤ I love me some new buddies, kindred spirits. That’s what I’m all about. ❤

View my Bloody Mary tale here


Now onto the happier things.

Hmm… this is fascinating. Chapter 16 of “Margaret Josette Dupres” is the altered poem by Edgar Allan Poe. I just went to find a link for that to place here to show the difference, but as I did I found an old book on gutenberg.org from 1903 about a friend named Annabel Lee. In fact it’s the title of the book by what looks to be a Canadian author. Ah, so many darn books and so little time. I hope I remember this one. A passage of it speaks to me deeply:

XXII
THE MESSAGE OF A TENDER SOUL

“THE MESSAGE of a tender soul,” said my friend Annabel Lee, “is a thing that will go far, oh, so far, and lose nothing of itself.

“When all things in the world are counted the beautiful things are in the greatest numbers. And when all the things in the world are counted the message of a tender soul counts greatly more than many.
“A tender soul receives back no gratitude for its message, and looks for no gratitude, and does not know what gratitude means. And the tenderness of the message is all unmade and all unknown, but is felt for long, long years.

–Mary MacLane

This goes on for some time. But therein lies the truth of what I’m looking for in “reviews”, “commentary”, and correspondence. (Mind you, it has to be written by the person. Memes don’t count. 😉 )

I wasn’t sure how well I’d altered the poem of Annabel Lee by Edgar Allen Poe as far as things like meter and form, but getting to that which was similar in the conception of Lolita with her first incarnation, Annabel, by Nabokov. What Poe described in this loss and the “kingdom by the sea”, and watching the growth of Barnabas and Josette reaching each other through her reincarnation, the pieces truly fell into place one day. As I express in a podcast, “We all deserve respite from evil and it is this constant that is worth pursuing towards a permanent and enduring peace.” — Michael Nesmith.

For me, with my sour and abusive history, I looked for spooky, but I also looked for what would enlightened in fiction. Whatever media entertainment might throw at us isn’t what I’m interested in and I feel it’s deeply important for each of us to understand ourselves rather than giving in to any kind of peer-pressure, asking oneself questions to find their own deeper meaning. What do I like and why do I like it? (I’d add “what do I hate”, but I think we’ve all been doing that too long and too plentifully.)

But of this taboo: reincarnation… I dunno, I’d think some forms of vampirism are likely worse, so some of us reach for more down-to-earth styles of it. But here is the tale awaited for decades with Barnabas and Josette, they struggle for nearly two-hundred years and then finally?

We’ve found one another, and here she is mine,

Reborn to me now,

dare I question how?

I don’t, I can not care any less

For our love is sublime

And we have all the time

To enjoy ourselves, ah, I am blessed

As the ocean waves roll

and the rocks take their toll

I turn away from them and what do I see?

Forever, my bliss

The fair woman I missed.

The Beautiful ANNABEL LEE.


Since I was using Nabokov for inspiration on this novel I went back to one of his own inspirations, fitting for a gothic story, Edgar Allen Poe. I thought over the poem and saw so many elements that touched this story too.

So in this strange way, again that number three, all these relationships might have peace.

Barnabas has his Josette in Maggie.

Perhaps a redeemed and better Humbert has a loving, willing (& older) Lolita, not necessarily Dolores Haze.

And Edgar Allen Poe may have his Annabel Lee. (Who was named the first incarnation of Lolita.)


This is not the end of the story, there is a great more to come, both in healing, passion and love.

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Helena  chapter 16 . 
That was soothing for this occasion. I am not a big fan of poetry (although I appreciate some), but this version of “Annabel Lee” for Barnabas and Josette was fitting. You did well on this Daryl, and I’m looking forward to the aftermath (mostly positive) of this chapter in their relationship. 🙂

Yay! Thank you. I wasn’t sure where to put that darn poem in the rough cut and then when I had to re-live the Healing chapters, I knew it was time. ❤

Helena, you’re likely the only one to review the poem because I grabbed a smooching shot of Barnabas and Maggie with the text of the poem, as well as the link and splashed the post of it all over the DS group pages. It was sort of, “At last! I’m done with the horror! YES!” spell of relief.

Uh-oh, this next chpater got rather intense… in fact… um… it’s likely the chapter that people go back to the most often. I remember I asked on facebook, “Everyone keeps hitting the sex-on-the-floor chapter. Can folks please go back and review it to tell me what they enjoyed about it?” A few like-clicks ensued… which could mean anything! Of course Osheen was the kicker with the question, “Okay, which one is the the sex-on-the-floor chapter?” Still, it didn’t garner me anymore reviews as to why people keep returning to it. My theory is it’s Barnabas in the more “masterful” view most people likely write him in. I just figured at this point our reincarnated Josette was simply wiped out from taking the initiative all the time.

Going back to when this was during my troubled rough-draft “I-don’t-understand-what’s-happening-to-me” phase as I couldn’t find any fans of this pairing at the time since they’d all given up even looking for it, I asked a few friends for help. As it so happens some of your best friends of many years can be just as lazy at commenting on what they like as everyone else who enjoys it ten times as much. I just figured they weren’t reading it at all. Well one friend came to visit and I showed her a  few chapters. She nodded to say she’d read them. “Um, and you didn’t put down a review?” This was after she was complaining right along with me of the laziness of people online. Oopsie!

I told her, “Well I tried to get ‘The Boys’ into it. [Meaning the artsy fellows we know who press and distribute zines and underground comics and have for decades.] I’d been shouting out, ‘Come on, guys! Help me out here! Say something! Say anything! Be dirty! Say you got a boner! I don’t care!'”

After our rare visit together she went home, and later that night I found an odd delight in the review pile of the original draft for this chapter:

Guest

I adore the words you use. It gives such luxury and great detail to your story. I’m rather bashful to say I had a dirty grin while reading this one. *cough*ladyboner*cough* Thank you.

Hmm… was this the friend who just visited or was it Nikki? Hmm… Well, knowing me I can hardly get a hold of any old friends or loved ones much in the last two years. I asked around and got nothing but people who wanted to claim this odd phrase.

Time passed, the work was taken down for the re-write. When I got to this chapter it was decided to throw in the shout-out:

“Okay, the LAST time this was posted SOMEONE reviewed with the phrase *ladyboner*. Was that YOU, Nikki? Everyone I’ve asked wishes they *could *claim that phrase! Nikki, if that was you, you better sign in to FF dot net and say so or I’m going to be ringing your cel phone until the battery dies!”

And then:

nikwil chapter 17 . May 4, 2014
It wasn’t me! It must have been the one armed man!..or Mark!

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Could a Dark Shadows project get more hilarious?

Okay, it was likely the gal who came to visit and then went home after confessing she recognized the chapters I was showing her…

Hee, hee, hee, moving on…

Chapter 17: To Love, To Speak, To Name

Josette is preparing for a romantic evening at The Old House while the staff are away and has set up an area with cushions and blankets in front of the main room fire. I still feel some of what she talks about is roughly out of character, but again, much of the original draft was created giving Maggie the fast-track on what being this reincarnation of her and Kitty Soames would be like. (I’m still hoping to explore that better in the radio drama along with everything else.)

Eventually the man of the house wanders in and gets the drift of what this means. What his mood is or how he would become masterful so swiftly? Well, maybe I’ll need another re-write. For now let’s just say he locked the door saw the scene she laid out and thought, “Mmm-hmm!

Helena chapter 17 
You already know what’s coming, Daryl…*cough* LADYBONER! LOL! This chapter had my imagination and desire to see JF’s half-naked pics again 😀 Wadsworth and Willie POSSIBLY at the strip club? I hope they have plenty of cash for the lovely dancers 😉 And Josette/Maggie referring to Angelique as an “old friend”? I’m curious to how she will reach out to her “former” nemesis. Hmm…Loved it, Daryl 😉

Ah, yes, there was that mention of Angelique. Still working on her redemption and likely seeing it somewhere in 1897 for The Pit of Ultimate Dark Shadows. That’s the thing about Josette and Angelique, they were friends, so as bad as Barnabas got Angelique’s foul treatment, Josette getting maligned after being so warm to her really is a major component in creating a relief series. We also get to hear some love for Jonathan Frid’s winning charm, however much he wondered why on Earth everyone wanted to have sex with his character. But the thing about folks who dig this pairing is they are very often sweethearts with the adoration of, “Hey, Barnabas happy? Why not? He does look rather lovingly at this woman. It sure is turning me on!”

HOLY CRAP

Agreed. ❤

myhrr chapter 17 
Beautifully written!

Sandra chapter 17 
Very nice, Daryl :-). Love the romance and depth of love.

Thank you, thank you! Some of the words he was telling her was giving me the chills considering what was happening.

odiness chapter 17 
THIS is the most eloquently written, highbrow, classy porn I have ever read! lol 🙂

Oh, hey, another pal I rarely hear from, at least I think that’s who this is. Groovy, and fitting. And I do appreciate a number of these great smiles, especially considering that the trolls were about to come in droves, which I’ll save for a separate entry. I have a stack of about 20-30 troll reviews for this work. What the point of that is, beyond wasting time, is rather lost on me, but anonymous troll reviews have been expected for this marriage story for decades which is why no one put it together before nor posted it online to easily find.

You’ve heard my Roger performance, right? All the other words that come out of all the other characters? I’m hardly doing all of this on my own. What my adopted kids want I try to find their way to achieve but I let them speak. A three-in-one woman is a difficult undertaking which is why I’m having trouble with it, but then again, who else has done that with Josette Dupres and Kitty Soames as Maggie Evans?

triple incarnation of josette

Episode 13 is released, and Happy Christmas

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:

maggie and barnabas (2)

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.

Episode 13: A Balancing of The Humours

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The Love, The Gratitude, and The Trust: The Baby is Born…

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Yep, lots of characters, birth and all the rest. I keep wondering if I should remove the cigar comment Willie makes here. (Maybe it doesn’t fit?) Anyway, the chapter is done. Hit the link below if you would like to read it. And as Mr. Marley says, “Let’s get together and feel all right…” ❤

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/10240300/36/Margaret-Josette-Dupres-A-Novel

By the way, checking this through the kindle was a small portion of hell. Guess what everyone? They decided to update software on the kindle fire! So while I was on the phone trying to get the blasted thing to work again the lady on the phone helping me was great and I could hear in the background other voices helping a ton of people through the same thing! I guess the new kindle fire’s software is as hard to bring into the world as our baby Sarah. >_<

Sarah and Willie

One Love… One Heart…

Let’s get together and feel all right.

Hear the children cryin’ (One Love!);

Hear the children cryin’ (One Heart!),

Sayin’: give thanks and praise to the Lord and I will feel all right;

Sayin’: let’s get together and feel all right. Wo wo-wo wo-wo!

Let them all pass all their dirty remarks (One Love!);

There is one question I’d really love to ask (One Heart!):

Is there a place for the hopeless sinner,

Who has hurt all mankind just to save his own beliefs?

One Love! What about the one heart? One Heart!

What about it all ? Let’s get together and feel all right

As it was in the beginning (One Love!);

So shall it be in the end (One Heart!),

All right!

Give thanks and praise to the Lord and I will feel all right;

Let’s get together and feel all right.

One more thing!

Let’s get together to fight this Holy Armagiddyon (One Love!),

So when the Man comes there will be no, no doom (One Song!).

Have pity on those whose chances grows t’inner;

There ain’t no hiding place from the Father of Creation.

Sayin’: One Love! What about the One Heart? (One Heart!)

What about the – ? Let’s get together and feel all right.

I’m pleadin’ to mankind! (One Love!);

Oh, Lord! (One Heart) Wo-ooh!

Give thanks and praise to the Lord and I will feel all right;

Let’s get together and feel all right.

Give thanks and praise to the Lord and I will feel all right;

Let’s get together and feel all right.

(-Bob Marley)

One Scene A Day, Ep. 13: Uncle Fester, Victoria Winters, Morticia, and Grandmama

Like many in my age range, I love The Addams Family films from the 1990’s. However, doing a multi-fandom series of the 1960s I knew I had to go with our earlier incarnation of The Addams Family. Not too much of a problem as my brother adored it so I was exposed to that first. But still, imagine, if you will, lines exchanged between these two:

Victoria looking right uncle fester

LOL! Okay, just lining those photos side by side as I put this blog post together? That alone is a crack up! This is why I plan to leave the parenthetical announcement in this audio of: “VICTORIA: (uncertain whether to chuckle or scream)”

A lovely Cara Mia I found got the mp3 of the scene weeks ago and said she howled with laughter over this encounter. (Good things come to those who communicate.) She also let me know that Morticia should be a wee bit closer to what I know of Joan Bennett’s Elizabeth Stoddard as far as vowels go. Thing is I really don’t want to re-do even more lines since my plate is so filled. I simply lowered the pitch, but I intend to keep The Addams Family in our beloved Pit for years to come. So I can get a better Carolyn Jones as Morticia down in further episodes. At first that trip Peter and Victoria took to their house was meant to result in another farce of, “Okay, Twin Peaks, AH! The Bates Motel, AH!… they’ll run away screaming from this house, too!” But then, I listened. No. The Addams Family are wholesome in a bizarre way, and they care about people and help them.

Mind you, this entire scene in audio was performed a year ago. That’s how long I’ve been struggling to get good copies of this thing put down. The recorder I was using to make audio copies for a lark had broken and I decided to go with the real deal on the headset by this point. Then I discovered how much better I could make it. Listening to the demos was providing even better revisions and extensions. I just knew if I was this entertained and entertained repeatedly, I had to have something good. The Pit of Ultimate Dark Shadows is not disposable. It’s as repeatably listenable as all the other shows have been for decades. Believe it or not the younger of us know this. They don’t like the new stuff coming out, they like these shows.

The chunk of this encounter is still up in text right now. I felt it was an important scene that describes in what manner everything is all working out and why the other spooky shows understand how to relieve Collinsport of all it’s tragedy. The Addams Family, especially, are very accepting of many things not normally in their own realms, however much what might be “normal” to us is not normal to them. Morticia Addams hit the nail on the head in ways I never expected she would, and explains to Victoria why Collinsport has the troubles it does and why in their own house they don’t have those problems. And, of course, I couldn’t resist… One of Victoria Winters responses to Morticia Addams is: “I don’t understand.” *wink* But don’t worry, she goes on to request more information after this.

Then Morticia Addams tells Victoria to stop worrying about what she might have done for others by saying: “Well! Again with that face, Victoria? Didn’t you already make a few changes? I think your arrival there opened the people up somewhat. But the world is a big place. Resting it on your shoulders isn’t wise, you know.” 

It’s at times like this I feel the characters are speaking to me. No doubt, I’ve taken on quite a task to incorporate so many other shows into Dark Shadows and with a larger purpose of complexity in the good we all have to offer each other, which has been so ignored in much of what we do online these days. More often than not, it’s the negative people who speak out. The positive people are either too busy keeping their heads above water or trying to help others in ways we rarely see online.

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But what of the scene? Well, there is some information Morticia finds out about Victoria and what she had done in Collinsport. Did she see even more of that place than she let on? Perhaps… it’s history?

Victoria Winters is still acclimating to how “weird” this family is. She’s not sure if discussing her trip to 1795 is going to sit well with them. From Morticia’s reaction, Victoria is sure she’ll be thought of as a nut-case, even by this inclusive lady of the house. Morticia becomes terribly excited. Is she responding in belief or disbelief?

Morticia cries out to Grandmama, who knows all about such supernatural goings on. I did comb for Grandmama speaking in The Addams Family and couldn’t find a clip, so I shot for Carol Kane’s impression from the films. My Addams Family helper said it sounded fine. I also combed out the back history of Grandmama… In so many words she is a Witch who does not like the term “Witch”.

I reported to my husband what Morticia’s reaction was in this scenario, last year, before I set it down.

“Grandmama! We need you! It’s Victoria!… She has the gift!”

Daryl’s Husband’s eyes widened as he sat there listening to my explanation… then he pointed and yelled,

“DO IT! DO IT!” ^_^

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Whisper In Rage

Barnabas Collins: “They want to hear him stop complaining… and *I* am no exception.”

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If anyone has listened to my intros, they’ve heard that I don’t creep into the minds of these characters slightly, I channel them, get in touch with who they are, how they feel, what they’re motives are, reenact their behaviour, both in voice, but since you haven’t seen me, you likely don’t see the change in how I look when this happens.

Back when I had a cold for over a month and couldn’t voice act but was looking for ways to promote The Pit of Ultimate Dark Shadows to possible fans of it, having less of an idea that the problem was romantic pairings, “Margaret Josette Dupres” started to happen. I’ve explained how that did in the novel itself. But what no one knows is that as it was happening I was going into realms of channeling I’d never gone through before and it shocked me.

I had no idea there was so much M-Rated material at fanfiction.net until I couldn’t find my “one-shot”, then when I did… WOW! The entire idea of adult material for screen characters was a weird concept to me. I had a rough-draft of “The Wedding Night” and thought, “I can’t believe I’m doing this!” I hadn’t opened my facebook account to find so many Dark Shadows fans so all I had to rely on is friends who didn’t know Dark Shadows much and ask them what they thought. They thought it was damn good and beyond what they’d seen before. What I was dying to ask someone and kept on trying to ask is, “WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING TO ME???”

Okay, channel Roger, I get it, channel Pop, wise man, everyone gets a turn, no one takes over… until… Willie Loomis in which case I go ape-shit as he has a tendency to do.

Now here I am writing erotica for Barnabas and a reincarnated Josette. What the HELL??? I’m not in love with Barnabas Collins! Everyone around me seems to be. I empathize with him. Listening to him go on forever about Josette… well, most people want to smack him and throw him at Julia or Angelique or an OC character. Me? I finally sat down to write more of “Margaret Josette Dupres”. With all of that whining and moaning Barnabas does for her, one hand went over my heart with that concern.

The other hand? I got so aggravated by the excessive story telling and woe-as-me jargon, that other hand turned into a fist and I almost growled, “I’m… going… to… make… you… shut-up! HERE! Have at her! How about her breast in your mouth?! Will THAT finally appease you, old man?! … oh… my… ah-hem… I see that it does.” ^_^

But what was happening to me? Well, I’m not in love with Barnabas Collins, but I did fall in love with another character after channeling him: Willie Loomis. He made the first crack in my 8 years of ice. Another shock about which more later. (This is why he got his own chapters as well.)

Now, as I analyzed this love between Barnabas & Josette it certainly was excessive. Any screen time showed an incredible tenderness I had never seen before. If I didn’t understand why so many people drooled over Jonathan Frid’s abilities I certainly saw it now. And that marriage to Jeremiah or Barnabas’ marriage to Angelique? Hmm, everyone is wearing black, there’s been a lot of deaths around here… but then what’s going on now?

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Kissing in full-mourning regalia.

This was the thing that told me, “Wait… she’s a widow… and one of the reasons she’s a widow is because of him!” So how much more of an intense love do you want?

Then the vampire curse… but can this guy stay away? Nope. Gotta go say one last farewell… Is she going to stand for that when she finds out? Hell no. And what does he give her?

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Y’all let me know if anyone else wore that ring.

This is why I say Josette Dupres is not under-developed. If anything she’s over-developed into a plethora of facets. 1795 is merely one of the areas she’s developed. Another is the ghostly persona helping others. Then we have Kitty Soames, the strait reincarnation who recognizes someone with no aid from her paramour and… does… this:

Kitty Strangles Angelique

If this dame wasn’t so ticked off at being screwed over I can’t see why she would bother strangling her old chum. And yes Josette likely showed Angelique the most kindness back in the day which makes what Angelique did to her even more horrendous. (But I do want to see Angelique happy, too. Mind you, Angelique and I share a problem in common: neglect.)

Then another clue I saw in analyzing Maggie Evans was the earrings that belonged to Josette.

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She’s so into these things she’s hardly interested in going on a date with Joe when he finally brings them back to her after having them secretly appraised. Sure, she’s ready to go to the restaurant with him… if they serve baby-food.

Pretty cheezy, but he sure left in a huff. I blame neither of them.

For me I saw these clues. To solve everything what is going to make the most sense? Maggie = Josette. Even other writers appeal to this sense in the long-run because they analyze the show as well and they see the evidence. Why it was never done before I have only deduced from what I’ve heard of the bullying against such stories as far as sharing them. So I’m sure those stories have existed but likely resting in a shoebox in several dark closets and collecting dust. (In fact one fan of my work still writes about this pair. I’d like to view her material but I respect her privacy on that because she, herself, has gone through far more than enough of said bullying from other fans.)

So there I am channeling this end result of my series in perplexity. Channel Barnabas Collins in his intense desire for this dame he goes on about so much that it sickens people? He’ll go on about her wonders to excess:


I exhaled with her and responding to her embrace with my own, fed myself with her kiss as she fed from mine. Something there created an echo of the ocean waves so much farther than either of us could usually hear and I remembered what we’d been given to make it permanent: Everlasting Life. The possibility of joy beyond centuries of time, as we’d been waiting so long for this upcoming day. Her breath pushing on my face as mine did toward her. These sounds and moist expressions of love began to create a longing and I knew what she meant. To wait for tomorrow…

[Margaret Josette Dupres, Chapter One]


The incessant love I felt for my once lost Josette, was imploding on destiny toward this new bride, who was both her and Maggie Evans. And I sensed an unknown temptation of scintillation upon every aspect of my skin. What cared I for the blood of other mortals… when the blood of her inner soul was all that mattered to me?

[Margaret Josette Dupres, Chapter Two]


I had known the frightening, though delicious enjoyment of removing Josette’s wedding gown, even suffering to destroy the undergarment of it as she had allowed. This was a bold mixture of torrid agony and blissful excitement. In all her passion the sweetness never left her, but her other components, as lovely as the original, were there.

Ah, of something new, it was helping her to dress. She showed me all of the new methods to lace her up or latch her clothing. And Maggie did something unique as I watched her in front of her vanity table, now as the mess had been cleaned, that is. She beckoned me to stand closer and then put the hair brush into my hand. I looked at it and then at her uncertainly and she almost laughed, “Go ahead, I’ve worked through whatever tangles at the end we managed together last night.”

I began slowly at the top and then felt the thrush down, not wanting to mar a single filament on her head. I saw through the mirror, (which yes, did reflect us,) that her eyes closed and she was experiencing a certain pleasure from this simple custom. I stood and gathered her tresses underneath, feeling the prickles against my hand as I went down with the strokes from the brush. It strangely enticed me. Could all of this be so? I’d always wondered what would happen but my imagination failed me to understand the possibilities as so many obstacles kept steering us away from this bliss.

As I continued her scent floated to me and I found myself drawing the brown locks away, putting the brush down and pressing my lips to her neck. She took my arms and guided me in the embrace of her.

[Margaret Josette Dupres, Chapter 5. He’s so in love with her that merely brushing her hair is a bloody turn-on!]


Kitty, my beauty, for who I both mourn and am grateful to have again in this Margaret, dazzles my interest. And if it were not for her, it may not have been so obvious what was happening to us. Something was trying, and when one looks at the chronology of our history, to keep us alive, and to gather us together at that alter of union. And she was brave to come out and say so. Of course it tickles me that she recognized our tormentor, Angelique, and immediately went to throttle the life out of her. For this… Kitty is the name I often use when I see that sweet justice again, in my Maggie.

[Margaret Josette Dupres, Chapter 8]


The lovely thing of all this is, she knows what ought to be and does it with exquisite divinity. As always, in all her lives, she is not one who likes to idle, and that is the sadness for those who cannot know her. Others see her as sweetness only, a trifling happiness and without any complexity. But *I* know better, as do her entourage for which I take up my pen to explain these things.

[Y’all think Daryl made that up on her own? Barnabas just keeps going. Damn vampire… Even when she beats him he’s still in love:]


I moaned and wasn’t sure if it was agony or ecstasy. Maggie Evans… Josette Dupres… she was having her revenge on me and she was gaining her compensation as well. Exerting what I needed to be forgiven. The blows to my face were at least some small distraction to the icy chill surrounding me. As well as my pride coming up in all of this. Yes. I was proud of her.

I could feel Josette’s anger towards me and her love. And in this new bond she noticed that I did and her hand slowly went down to her side at first but then came up and produced one more resounding strike across my face. She had strength and my cheeks burned with that strength. We both took a deep breath together and a deep exhale. I looked at her in loving appreciation, hoping she was sated.

My sweet angel that I had turned foul… please… let everything out.

[Margaret Josette Dupres, Chapter 14]


I looked into her eyes and thought of that night. There we were again in that bed but sharing that memory at the table she waited on. Sitting side by side once more in total ignorance that we’d met again. We thought of that together as we lay there, the dampness beneath me on the sheets, the dampness on my thumb as it slid across her cheek. All the turmoil we’d suffered and here we were, our passion having been so strong, now our love was made that much stronger by what we’d overcome.

[Margaret Josette Dupres, Chapter 15]


There are even certain descriptions of their intimacy that came out of my latest run of the story where I discuss them with Barnabas. Certain things I was worried would offend people because they were so intimate, at least to me. Internally I’d ask, “Do you TRULY want to say that, Old Man?”

Yes, he did. Ugh! All right, all right, all right. Ever try writing Barnabas Collins in first person while tapping into the mans’ mannerisms? If you ever have then you know he’s a heavy pusher of the thesaurus. That guy is PICKY! (And it’s a bit irritating that he is.)

And in all of this… did I really… finally make him shut-up about her? NoGarrr! He just goes on and on about Josette, he won’t stop. He finally has her, he’s making up for all of that lost time of not being able to appreciate her up-close and personal. I, myself, get tired and ask him, “Can’t we describe the room? Can’t we do something more with the background, the setting, don’t you love the damn house as much?” >_<

“No!” he seems to scream, “The orange-brown glow of her eyes, the elation I have in touching her skin, the talent she has for delighting in things both large and small!”

“Okay, fine! Dammit, Old Man, you’re gonna put me in a hospital.”

But... at least he’s not complaining. ^_^

And Josette? She’s barely any different. She fought like hell to reincarnate ad nauseam and she won’t shut up about how she feels toward Barnabas. She’s happily got him and got him by every last nerve of his being. She enjoys that far more than a cowboy at a steak and potatoes supper. The fun part is Barnabas Collins does not like Clelland’s novel “Fanny Hill”. Josette Dupres? She’s amused and entertained, the little beast. (Me? I’m with Barnabas. Not really my thing.)

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So imagine my relief when Sam Evans had a ton to say! Getting him down, particularly as the reincarnation of Andre Dupres was no little task. I love when he’s in that bedroom and says he chooses NOT to dwell on what goes on there. Good job, Pop!

Still, the novel keeps going and Barnabas, as per usual, hates himself for far too much. It takes Josette to see this. She’s forgiven him but he hasn’t forgiven himself and she cares about that. It isn’t until he does forgive himself they can conceive a child, in whatever terms this lighter vampirism can produce offspring. Now that he’s forgiven himself it is safe to do so. And in all of this, what’s he the most interested in? His bride’s joy, what she likes, where he can provide the most to her. It’s why I want this published. If lovers could tap into that empathy can you imagine what love lives would improve?

However, I am getting wiped out on this pair. I’d love more address to the characters in the radio drama so I can move on to all of the other pairings and explore their passions. Likely not to be nearly as intense as this one, but I could use the relief. Wait. Scratch that, I think Angelique’s Klingon style with who’s in the wing for her will likely make me explode. I tried channeling that once. YIKES! Scary woman. But for a relief series and one in the 1960s mostly, Maggie=Josette & Barnabas was what came out in what I studied. Discovering why it was kept out of fanwork was one of many reasons I blew my top for which I, again, apologize.

All I’ve had to keep me from going to Wyndcliff myself is humour, and humour is something Barnabas loves about his sweetheart.

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I guess it’s as I’ve heard. When you find Dark Shadows it pulls you in and doesn’t let go. Let me know if there is an actor/writer/channeler forum I can sign up for. They might be able to help me endure all of this struggle a lot better! Thanks.

The Promise of What Praise Can Do: “Margaret Josette Dupres (a novel)” [Note 4]

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Ah, yes! At last! The chapter we’ve all been waiting for: Chapter 6, A Broken Bed, hence this purview from the bed which our couple is about to break. Barnabas and Margarette throw us for a loop indeed and sure did with me. I didn’t shake like I did when I saw the portrait fall off of the wall when they rammed into that paneling you see at the right side of the fireplace here, but my eyebrows were rather higher than normal for most of the night I saw them so in love as to wreck suspension bars on the Colonial framework of Josette’s reclaimed berth. Mmm-hmm!

Was it solely from them or did David and Sarah jump on this bed too in our precursor: The Pit of Ultimate Dark Shadows, Episode 11? I have my doubts on the latter. I believe David and Sarah knew this was a sacred room and likely didn’t cause a ruckus there. But my, my, our Barnabas and reincarnated Josette sure did!


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Very nice… I enjoy the passion especially with your bits of humor thrown in (such as the bed breaking).
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Thank you, it is rather humourous, passionately humourous. They are very amused as well as quite sated!

myhrr chapter 6 . Apr 28

Amazingly written! I almost felt as if I were some kind of deviant voyeur gazing excitedly thru a peephole waiting for the show to commence…and Wadsworth was absolutely magnificent! Now I know who the character is based on I can just imagine him sweeping the porch waiting for the newlyweds to come home…with an “Aah haa” look in his eye!
background squareOh blessings to see these words. Yes, as we know, Wadsworth intention in helping was to sort out the mess with his employer and that mademoiselle his employer had been longing for. He knows much, appreciates love & justice. For Barnabas Collins? The answers were more obvious to him than to me, I’ll wager. And that excited wait as they rushed back to the house, not in the original draft. I was told by my friend who enjoys adult material that build-up is very important!
Anyone remember the rather out-of-it guest reviewer who seemed to get the idea speed-reading these chapters would cut it and expressed concern over adult-material when it was clearly labeled on the summary, and posts elsewhere? She questioned my asking people to express themselves and not repress themselves. This was in italics under a line when the chapter finished as a fun way of encouraging the shy readers. One beloved reader saw this and was not shy!

Helena Clara Bouchet chapter 6 . Apr 25

And I shall freely express myself, my dear! That…was…EROTIC! 😀 So no kids? No possible Bramwell to complete the unit? Well, I suppose with them being keepers of their families (Collins, Evans/DuPres) that it wouldn’t be such a big deal. And the bed breaketh! Ha ha! When Barnabas had Josette’s room remodeled, he should have had Willie to upgrade the bed (stronger frame stronger support 😉 ) Great work, Daryl!
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Thank you! And yes, I did finally realized what with reincarnation swarming all over Collinwood, there was one child who would be of great importance. Her birth is still being channeled. The POV is difficult to determine. It almost feels like it should be multiple POV’s with line splits and names above. For chapter beyond 6 the bed will be upgraded. Willie Loomis and Wadsworth understand the dynamics of good craftsmanship. If the canopy shook before I doubt it will shake much later.

Now here is the one I was longing for!

katie chapter 6 . Apr 25

Oh, Josette, you lucky devil! Do you even know how many of us women and even a significant minority of men would love to have Barnabas as you have had him…

Well done, Daryl. Love, sex, courtly passion, vampires to spend all eternity together, and the subtle humor of a broken bed. It makes my heart sing to see these two finally together and happy. Long may it continue.

That is just letting it ALL hang out! It’s like one I saw in “Forever Mine” that expressed: “Barnabas must be a smoothie (not the berry kind)” So yes. I was looking for reviews like this! Especially noticing a significant minority of the men! I hadn’t thought that far ahead but it should have been obvious. I can never figure out for the life of me why this couple makes so little sense to most fans. Or maybe it makes TOO much sense and they’re not used to that what with DS flipping all over the place in what the heck is going on. It’s true, I could likely write this stuff for a long time and I maintain I ain’t in love with the man, but if you listen to him, and let him take over, his desires are a surge! (Scary dude… but in a good way.) Again, with fanfiction, if it’s convincing it’s the path we prefer. I’ve been living it and I believe in it. (For fiction’s sake, of course.)

Veritas chapter 6 . Apr 24

This, my dear friend was definitely worth the wait! And the bed breaking just makes it all the more enjoyable, knowing that it barely distracted them from one another. I loved it!
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Hopes For The Return of Willie Loomis…

Willie Returns Again

My latest intro came into place after I attempted to remove a certain follower to my audio. The podcast site informed me it wasn’t enough to relegate a block on this woman, but I don’t mind anymore. I was worried uploading another podcast and her getting a notification by email would set her off again but then I thought “Meh… SHE is the one who wants a cease and desist to communication, right? So she can just deal with the site.” Having to go through the old messages I noticed she was fairly insulting to my audience, down-playing on people in general. Lovely.

Before that I got a comment to my blog that Professor T. Eliot Stokes was UGLY and thereby not good enough for Dr. Julia Hoffman. So I deleted the comment, emailed the writer of this goofed up remark and sent her the message: “Well, if you don’t like it, you don’t have to listen to it.” with a link to the Devo song Freedom of Choice. I have not heard a peep since of which I’m pretty damn grateful. Fans of Dark Shadows who can’t see passed realms of physical attractiveness have a lot to learn over this Julia Hoffman worship. They are really turning the rest of us fans away from her wonders. 

Think about it, how many more fans of another red-headed lass would there be if it wasn’t for absurdly worshiping fans? I speak now for this chik: 

tori-amosLook at her. She’s beautiful, she’s creative, she’s spectacular and many people hate her because her fans can’t stop talking about her being a genius, which is a serious turn-off. Same with Dr. Julia Hoffman. Seriously… stop painting her portrait on buildings and just love the woman. GOD! 

Moving on…

I find getting in touch with Willie Loomis once more to be daunting with all of these probing difficulties. I have to go over my previous recording and likely re-do the noise clean, listen to a Big Finish audio drama where John Karlen gets freaked out at Angelique hassling him, preview some “Clue” to get Wadsworth down accurately, watch some more episodes of Dark Shadows to make sure I’ve channeled Mr. Loomis correctly…

And then…

Likely go absolutely stir crazy with the man. 

This writer/actor/comedienne has a lot on her plate.

However, Episode 13 is a great episode to The Pit of Ultimate Dark Shadows and very binding.

I hope my fans can boost me with enough support to have it accomplished and uploaded by next Saturday.

love,

Daryl

Milligan Hecubus

 

A FORTY-YEAR WAIT?

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Yes… amazingly… this is what I’ve been hearing about Margaret Josette Dupres and about “The Pit of Ultimate Dark Shadows” How can this be possible?

Well, I did do all that combing from 2007-2011 before my decision of solving ALL of the problems in Collinsport came to a beginning. I didn’t find anything solving all of the problems and as I combed there was nothing I could truly read fully without feeling most of it had been done to make matters worse, pair up the wrong people with each other, or only focus on a few characters while The Muse ran out of steam. Now that complete DVD sets of Dark Shadows have been released this may be changing… and yet… here I am starting a healing process I could only see by inviting more spooky characters along for the ride.

And people keep saying: Crossover, crossover, crossover… I do stick with the term Multi-Fandom… but the amazing lesson here is: Dark Shadows is ALREADY a Multi-Fandom! Look at the story-lines borrowed to create it: 

  • Victoria Winters and her role as governess is inspired by title character in Charlotte Brontë’s gothic novel Jane Eyre.
  • Burke Devlin and his motivation for returning is reminiscent of Alexandre Dumas’ novel The Count of Monte Cristo.
  • The witchcraft trial involving Victoria Winters is inspired by Arthur Miller’s play The Crucible. Reverend Trask’s fate is inspired by Edgar Allan Poe’s short story “The Cask of Amontillado.”
  • The character of Adam is inspired by Mary Shelley’s horror novel Frankenstein.
  • Elizabeth’s Fear Of Being Buried Alive, episode 513 to 672. This storyline is inspired by Edgar Allan Poe’s short story “The Premature Burial.”

  • The character of Quentin Collins and his role is inspired by the Peter Quint in Henry James’s gothic novel The Turn of the Screw.
  • The heartbeat that tortures Quentin is inspired by Edgar Allan Poe’s short story “The Tell-Tale Heart.”
  • Jenny Collins is inspired by the character of Bertha from Charlotte Brontë’s gothic novel Jane Eyre. (Hence my attempt to think of something else by watching Jane Eyre did me NO good.)
  • Worthington Hall and Gregory Trask’s running of it is inspired by Charles Dickens’s novel Nicholas Nickleby.
  • The portrait of Quentin Collins is inspired by Oscar Wilde’s gothic novel The Picture of Dorian Gray.
  • The hand of Count Petofi is inspired by W. W. Jacobs’s short story “The Monkey’s Paw.” Quentin’s torture is inspired by Edgar Allan Poe’s short story “The Pit and the Pendulum.”

Need I say more? (This list goes on at wikipedia.org)

So why the broo-ha over crossovers? I’m only blending in newer ones. And why? To change things for the better and to fix them. But which people makes sense for each other? Well… ever try asking any characters what they want?

My deduction is a few characters fascinate enough to create a singular story or at least one that makes sense to a few characters needs. But all of them? No wonder I get so much silence. Not only is there humour, for which people seem to have lost the ability to detail what caught them, but also there could be that underlying trouble that not only am I creating a radio series similar to the actual show by switching scenes and inter-changing plot-lines, which incorporates as many DS characters as possible, but also adding ones they haven’t met before. Must be too much of a mind-blow to happily comment on lines.

The wonderful part is these characters floating towards Collinwood are NOT naive about how it operates. They know the score and they are not surprised by it, some are even tickled:

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Amused:

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Gallant:

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Eager:

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Or know precisely how to handle it:

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But then again, Dark Shadows fans are used to keeping tabs on what goes wrong, not so much on what turns out well. How to make it all work out without anyone being left behind is tough. For me, I’m used to dodging bad moods in order not to deal with foul-play. I’ve had an entire life of solving problems just to save myself and a few others (not that they’re grateful…). So this concept is beyond obscure. But a mutli-fandom with more spooky characters? Hmm… after the evidence that that is what Dark Shadows is to start with… I must wonder. 

But still… 40 Years… Yes… that’s how frightful this whole thing has gotten. Creative expression was often daunted by cliques and bullies putting down ideas, which is easy to incite from people in a dark soap opera… those skills are turned up full-blast from the exposure of hideousness and self-righteous indignation, but also from the complexity.

So, many Julia/Barnabas, Angelique/Barnabas or other more popular designs cascaded for decades in fanzines and online. Of course, they’re the FEISTY gals and turn-on the FEISTY side of creators who like them… Makes me wonder how the 2012 film came up with the story they did.

Could it be because who Barnabas Collins desired was… I don’t know…. OBVIOUS? (Remember, I started mine long before that film came out.)

Still, that film gave a ray of hope to a few who understood, whilst the downpour of hatred exploded online and all the DS bullies were re-vitalized in their rage against it. 

And so, one creator who continued to be ignored fought vigilantly on. And now, after so many decades, the choices she’s making and spending thousands of dollars to create in voice and sound is finding those who want that relief. 

As Moominmamma says: “What a strange world the world is…”

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