Idyllic Settings (And news…)

Hello All,

I’m pleased to see people giving a listen to the “2019 July Update” podcast without me having to share it on social media so far. (Mercury is in Retrograde so it’s just as well I don’t bother with that stuff. Big social networks are almost constantly like what “they say” about Mercury in Retrograde anyway.)

Just been going through all the mail and the piles are rather massive. A lotta good people who I let know how much I appreciate their kindnesses to me. The feeling is mutual. As to the sadder tales, well, I’ll have to sort through those and decide where to place them. Then some pen pals are just pen pals, and some of the people who ‘faded away’ gave me good, solid company through 2016-2018 and their amiable company helped enormously, so saying “farewell” to those letters doesn’t hurt. We did good together.

I am concerned about some of the younger DS fans, of course. I’ve been ruminating in my renewed solitude how unhealthy it was to encourage and pressure things like non-canon romances on the grounds that it was “trendy” or “popular” or would place you with the “in-crowd”. It wasn’t fair to you. And it certainly wasn’t fair to me.

A great many of the elder DS fans lost their following of the original features and began handing down to new fans something much different in scope, giving it the simple label of “Alternate Universe” and then skewing that title to be all that fanfiction is when it is not.

However, the new technology, riddled with casino elements straight outta Vegas and Reno didn’t do ANY of us any favours either! A whole lot more out there got corrupted than Dark Shadows, that’s for sure!

The irony to me in all of this, as I journey through my latest struggles is, “Hmm… yep! I was sold on the internet for the sake of good sites, librivox, wikipedia, Willie Loomis Saves Collinsport, Golden Girls shows and fans to talk to, Sailor Moon stuff and chat rooms, abebooks, hard to find goodies for purchase.” (Yes, people DO still sell 5-HTP, dammit! THEY “don’t make it anymore” because YOU want to sell me something ELSE! *raspberry*) And the days when craigslist was still pretty good and changed my life for the better. 🙂

So with that irony of being sold for using the internet? I eventually was, but then with social networking something crept in and suddenly that was no longer a choice. It used to be all about individual differences and choices and then suddenly it wasn’t, not so much. People we knew for decades changed, and it felt like it happened overnight that they changed. Will they change back? If at all it won’t be completely.

Finally, the thing that seemed to scare people above all else? I might just use non-internet avenues to accomplish my goals! Yes, I did. And not only did they work, they worked a LOT better! (((gasp!)))

And all the broo-ha over me. I’m cool with DS fans not wanting anything to do with The Pit or even to hear about it. They’ve made their choice. Whereas DS fans who go out of their way to look for me and what I do just to get angry and pissed off is another quandary. Don’t you all have something more important to do? Or do you actually enjoy The Pit show and can’t remember how to say so?

As for the guilt-ridden who do love The Pit episodes and know it? I hate guilt most of the time. You know why? Because it just makes people procrastinate in a lake of anxiety and woebegone circles. Then you reach the end of life and have nothing but regrets. It’s a waste of time. Is life and living important or isn’t it? We’re so raised with contradictions, aren’t we?

You can still get in touch, you know? Perhaps you can tell your tale of how you misplaced your manners. I’m sure it’s a fascinating story. I already got to tell the tale of how I misplaced my own manners, which were hard enough to procure before the internet. My tale is out there. What’s your tale?

And if you don’t want to talk about that and prefer to talk about Episode 14? (Or any others?) I’m sure that’s a fun chat too. That’s why I love my positive and fun comments. They keep me company and I love them for the shows I create as well as loving them for the personal insights to people. Someone talked about trying to listen while mowing the grass, then falling asleep during Episode 7 and being abruptly woken up by Neil Sedaka. It still makes me laugh to know. Or there was someone who wandered away at the end of Episode one and the dishwasher drowned out the All Due Respect list as the listener thought, “Oops, I bet that was important…” It still gives me a grin.

As to all the anger in the world, particularly over fiction: Well, why are you so upset? Sure there are “enemies”, but what would the world be like if there weren’t any? Or that the villain in us only popped up on rare occasions? What would it be like?

There may be no such thing as a Perfect World, but what kind of a world would be the closest to one? Can we describe what that is? Or can we only describe what it * isn’t *? If all we can do is point out the flaws, then we can’t comprehend what we want or what we prefer, can we?

 

I’ll give some examples of idyllic settings for me:

The Riverbank from “The Wind In The Willows” by Kenneth Grahame. (And the Thames series.)

Avonlea and Carlisle from “Anne of Green Gables” series and “The Story Girl” by L.M. Montgomery

Fairacre Village in a book series by Miss Read.

Virginia Avenue from “Vic & Sade”

The planet of New Delaware in “The Skulking Permit” by Robert Sheckley (on X Minus One)

Mister Rogers Neighborhood

and of course,

Sesame Street

All very good examples of how peaceful a world could conceivably be.

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2019 July Update (Etc, Etc, Etc.)

2019 July Update 2

 

Difficulty in celebrating Dark Shadows and The Pit… As well as communication technology going bad. Appreciating Helena Clara Bouchet for being a non-canon AND canon romance fan. (Seriously!)

The perils with audience members attempting to be “critics”. Troubling responses from those *only* talking about what they *think* that ‘People’ think. (I’d much rather know what *you* think!)

Explaining all this to pen pals. Work on Pit episodes recently. Notes to those who always say “Change it!” with loving kindness to DS cast members.

Podcasts about the internet. (What was The Web like in 1999?) Discussing alterations in people’s behaviour with pen friends. Coming to terms with what Barnabas and Josette/Maggie fans have had to deal with for many years.

What I’ve been doing while utterly “wiped-out” including watching tons of Marx Brothers movies. Going through double overplays between our two centuries: 20th and 21st. (TV/youtube, mobile phones/telephones.)

If nothing else? I have finally done what I set out to do: Share the work to find the companionship. ^_^

 


 

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“House of Dark Shadows” Saves The Day

I’ve just responded to one of the best letters I’ve received in years. I hope my new friend doesn’t mind if I discuss that here on WP. I was sure she was going to indulge in my own work better by watching the 2012 “Dark Shadows” film to get familiar with those characters. However, the contents of her letter showed that instead she viewed “House of Dark Shadows” from 1970! Oh, dear! It didn’t go down well, for which I am incredibly grateful!

 
Does this sound confusing to anyone? If so it’s because the strong memories of life in the 20th Century might be gone for you. They are not for us.

 
My friend loves movies of all sorts, but is also an admitted film-snob in certain regards: fun regards! Regards in which I delight hearing about. This is a world Joel Hodgson of “Mystery Science Theater 3000” found a way to share with many of us who understood, in a story-format that entailed coercion rather than choosing to view B-grade movies. (Mad scientists were making them watch the movies. They were not viewed on The Satellite of Love by choice, so it was less cruel to heckle openly in such a setting.)

 
With my new friend, her reaction to “House of Dark Shadows” was, well, to endure it. Hee hee hee! I feel blessed to read the words of her gazing into this world that makes more sense to myself as a viewer of the television show “Dark Shadows”. Also it was apologetic as if I prize this movie as one of the finest, which to me it is not. I love it, but I love it for other reasons.

 
Still, I wanted to express myself as being incredibly happy with this turn of events. Our exchange on this topic is stepping back into a world many of us knew before 2013. Movies exist to entertain us, whether they be our favourites or not. It’s for some of us to share in the delight or the “oh dear” together. They didn’t range into the ghastly realms of hate-speak or sacrilege to enjoy. They were our bonus stories to choose somewhere in our day when we were not working. Leisure in moving pictures and sound. How we took to them depending on who we were, our personalities, not the amount of “likes” we would garner for saying something outlandish or extreme.

 
I love this world. I grew up in this world in which things could be exciting or pleasurable in fiction. Analyzing the special effects was just a little something we did when the story seemed to go on a long time without dialogue. Sometimes we’d be argued with about our favourites but it didn’t get too heated most of the time. If someone wanted to get long-winded about why they disliked a film and we didn’t care, we’d open a book and wait for them to get it out of their system.

 
In the 1980’s Frank Oz once admitted, “When I get out of the theater I look around and ask, ‘Ok, what’s for dinner?’ I’m just like anybody else…” and then went on to describe a film he helped to create that really touched him and why. But that it was his experience, really, in the creation, so it would make sense he would want to discuss how important it was to him. He didn’t expect it to be of vital importance to every other last movie goer in the world.

 


 

When listeners hear my gratitude to pen friends in my podcasts it is no joke. I truly am grateful. Whatever we’ve paid so much money to become entangled with online is a far cry from what I would choose for myself. I’m happy to be less known, less hated, less put-upon, and spend my time with people of like-mind and interests.

 
Some new friends in this decade have asked me, “Are you famous?” and I’ve answered, “Maybe a bit…” But to another new friend I made in the last half decade, I expressed, “I might be more infamous…” and she smiled, “I think I like that more.”

 
As the ghost of Sarah Collins tells Maggie in The Pit of Ultimate Dark Shadows, “Oh, it should turn out all right if you keep your wits about you.”

 

I feel … as though … said “wits” have been found. ❤

 

(((knock on wood)))

Margaret Josette Dupres, Chapters 6 – 10 (March 2019)

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Again, “Explicit” while being fairly clean for all that! This entry is the second podcast about the marriage novel, and exploring the chapters of it; six through ten.

I address one pointer of how to encourage me to share more of the novel so far. No high hopes on that score, of course.

This audio session goes through, step-by step, discussing what occurs in each chapter, my personal struggles and triumphs through this journey as well as the wonderful discussion that arrived from wonderful friends and kind strangers.

Chapters discussed are as follows:

Chapter Six – “A Broken Bed” (including the hilarious consequences…)

Chapter Seven – “Other Reactions” (Characters outside the marriage making the best of it.)

Chapter Eight – “The Whom of Many” (Yes, tons and tons of discussion from all sides about the author’s notes in the details of the big non-canon pairing of Julia/Barnabas.)

Chapter Nine – All of Us

Chapter Ten – Prior Disturbances Come To Haunt

Background music (which I would love to know that you purchased) for this podcast is:

Stoa’s “Maare” & “Hanuz Nitz” + Madonna’s “Human Nature”. (Although if you haven’t purchased a copy of “Human Nature” by now? I shall wonder what rock you were living under that was even farther sequestered into the ground than mine.)

Happy St. Patrick (McGoohan)’s Day!

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Margaret Josette Dupres, Chapters 1 – 5 (Valentine’s Day 2019)

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Listeners expecting to hear me swear will be disappointed. This entry is the long-awaited first podcast about the marriage novel, and exploring the chapters of it; one through five.

This audio session goes through, step-by step, discussing what occurs in each chapter, my personal struggles and triumphs through this journey as well as the wonderful discussion that arrived from wonderful friends and kind strangers who granted me a way to stop panicking from lack of talk and finally allowed me to begin sleeping again which had been a problem at the end of 2013 into the beginning of 2014.

Chapters discussed are as follows:

Chapter One – The Wedding Day

Chapter Two – The Wedding Night

Chapter Three – What We Whispered

Chapter Four – Josette Speaks

Chapter Five – Sharing The Past, The Present, And The Future


Background music (which I would love to know that you purchased) for this podcast is:

Stoa’s “Sakrileg” & “La Lune Blanche” + Aurora Sutra’s “Consecrated Lover”.

Happy Valentine’s Day!


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Happy Christmas (at least somewhat)

On this Christmas I received a gift. A fanwork of the Dark Shadows movie that I enjoyed. I also bestowed a gift; my delight in commentary. These are things many more of us once knew how to do, but I have been living in a tragic world in which much in the way of free thought and free will, the things that made us much different from other animals, the training to be something more, has been extracted from a large portion of the population.

 

I also managed to watch the new “Solo” film with my husband. He enjoyed how I found the brother of the director. Of course, as I learned from my Mum, anytime Ron Howard directs he will find a small part for his brother in it somewhere. But more so, I managed to keep track of the story and be pleased with the “Easter eggs”. Growing up with the old Star Wars trilogy presented me with the keen insight of what to look for and anticipate. Life experience gave me this treasure of ability, another thing more people used to have and were able to discuss.

 

Moreover it reminded me of Empires and Rebellions in general. Us rooting for the kind-hearted aspects in life and striving to achieve great accomplishments.

 

I am shaken that this uplifting sense in the human spirit has been traded in for the baser attractions, at least from where I am and have been on this journey. I see the numbers for downloads and reads still, and I do not assume enjoyment or understanding is being had. Instead I envision the probability of many listeners terrified of their own guilt, speechless for the sake that they got used to the short-cuts they were handed and relinquished their decision making skills. Or lack of understanding what’s being said, just making up other things to believe. (The latter happened before but it’s worse now.)

 

We had our social lives transferred into programs that, did not begin but, eventually became casino versions of communication. Our shared moments with loved ones deposited into a slot machine. Dazzling, attractive, and all meaning siphoned out of what we would call our souls, our minds, our preferred tastes and paths.

 

Upon recognizing this, how can one not be shaken to one’s core? Ah, yes. The pretending it’s “all okay”. Sure, life goes on. Let’s pretend that nothing changed, that people didn’t have fun engaging in dialogue much more often than they do today. I even notice the way the haters share my spots of recorded temper and I find those actions to be reflexive and automatic. The world of open-communication is now a new way to gossip and misunderstand, always presuming that everything online is gospel truth. Don’t ask the source. Ask a third party instead. You’ll get a more exciting answer that way.

 

Meanwhile I still see good numbers for Melissa’s interview podcast. They may not look the same in your iTunes browser, but I see other platforms. There are people listening to that one that don’t bother with the radio drama. I’m proud of her for saying things that I could never say, to get a view of what someone new has to endure for the sake of a television show. Also her good manners in approaching entertainers and how best to behave.

 

People who knew me during my panicked days are inquisitive. I’m just sitting calmly, perhaps working on a letter or a new embroidery design and listening to others. Not everyone is surprised by this, but several are looking twice. They knew the me that was stressed to my limit and beyond, the person that should have been treated better, but allowed to be abused via bystanders or others taught to be hateful and nasty. I knew I needed to find the right people, and I am finding them, as are they in want of their own people, having experienced similar friendship loss.

 

One very good friend now I met amidst the madness. She knew fandoms got rude and untrained people in the online world took hostile liberties to gain a sense of authority over others.

 

I looked at what she presented and observed, “Something bad happened.”

 

She heard my tale and troubles and assented in echo, “Something bad happened.”

 

To her and I, stories and games are for the journey, not for the winning or losing. For the experience of travel, adventure sometimes, but exploration, learning, and sharing time with others of like-mind.

 

Other new friends have no fear for good reasons, either from being so creative themselves, or true-life problems that make entertainment welcome and relieving. They know and appreciate that others are working hard to give them a sense of escape. Jealousy isn’t a viral disease that plagues them. A little envy for an article of clothing, perhaps, or a set of art supplies they’d like. Nothing vicious, just a funny quirk that passes as quickly as a ripple on the water.

 

The shaky moments still come, like today. I have to constantly remind myself of who is still with me. A big pile usually awaits me by mail, either type of mail. It’s true some pals make light of the change in others I find shocking, but there are friends who know and have seen what I have seen. We comfort each other with the anecdotes and what to make of them. How to move forward, new favourite songs, old favourite songs, tales of our lives and what tiny components don’t change. (Ron Howard hiring his brother for a bit part in his movies, for example.)

 

I can feel the tension, though. Having so many fear you isn’t a pleasant experience. Then having to watch that fear turn into a stunned silence of utter embarrassment, not just towards me but finding in themselves a state of being in which their sense of choice and free will, as well-grounded and well-behaved individuals, was perceived as still existing in a time where they were pulled into something that tricked them, along with whatever loved ones or shared people they had.

 

It’s happened in subtler ways before. If you don’t buy someone a gift you will be seen as low-down. If you don’t take pictures of quality moments it will appear as if you don’t care. Companies advertise to this ideology and take advantage of it to sell those products that prove you really do care.

 

A pal reminded me of a South Park episode, “You Have 0 Friends”. Many of us knew the truth of the insanity going on via social networks, the insecurities arising from those with, usually hidden, low self-esteem. The problem with the example of that story is that it was aired in 2010. That was almost a decade ago. We should have held on to that great lesson, but we didn’t. The problem just increased.

 

Believe it or not, there are many who just won’t touch the stuff. They live their lives outside of those things. And I think that’s often how I am being viewed. Once a month is enough for me. Stretching out on the furniture and feeling that balance of freedom is a joy. Being able to watch more Dark Shadows and heckling playfully with my sweetheart adds to the joy. The way things were, and can still be again.

 

I’m working on a portion of Osheen’s interview I hadn’t released. It’s more of a workshop segment but worth a podcast. Then there is Pit episodes 20 and 21 to construct. Meanwhile I get to the chapters of friends as we’ve exchanged our work together. A thing I always wanted since I was a teenager, but never really had until decades later. Odd to find them through fanfiction, but it makes sense. Shared interests are there. Any old fiction wouldn’t do, we had to have something else to bond with. Old TV shows? Movies? Love of similar characters? Sure. That will do nicely.

 

Happy Christmas to my friends, new and old. Keep in touch, pen pals.

I think of all of you very often, and do my best to catch up.

Steady as She goes.

The Tandem Is Back! (Halloween 2018)

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Enthusiastic history and future of this show. Why the Q & A works so well. Thanks to pen pals and encouragement to folks who want to get in touch. How the like-button is very harmful. Advice as to how to get your own tandem and skills to return.

 
Variables in the growth of The Pit series, including how Helena Clara Bouchet and I became friends.

 
Silly gossip versus good gossip. How old and new episodes are built. Reaching 21 due to what’s happening in 20, a scene with Maggie Evans and Carolyn Stoddard. Working with memory and reincarnation.

 
How small things can cause major problems such as The Northeast Blackout of 1965.

 
Finding the right people, much appreciation and fun stories.

 
A little discussion about the novel in terms of embracing the darkness.

 


 

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Background music for this podcast:

“Distant Thunder” by Fata Morgana (1995)

“Night in a Graveyard” – Haunted House Music Co. (1985)

“The Lodge” by Agalloch (2002)

“Distant Voices” by View (1993)

 


 

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Happy Halloween!