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goose-books · 4 years

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goose-books productions: a 2020 review

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transcripts and month-by-month details under the cut! for reference, you can find my projects here :-) overall, new and old followers, thank you for another good year over here! [holds your hand] [holds your hand] [holds your hand] [holds your h

january

i spent late 2019-early 2020 working on 2019’s nano project, quark, aka the speculative fiction thing about new york city and prophets and dissections of the chosen one trope and gay people. quark is my second-oldest project (five years!), but it’s also probably the most ambitious, so it’s been... difficult to wrangle into place, and i didn’t end up finishing a first draft. oh, well.

enjoy a snippet that is devastatingly emblematic of everything about quark. the tone. the homoerotic tension. the ensemble cast all talking over each other. the fact that caelum has spent pretty much this entire scene crying. fun autopsy report meeting.

Marble stares at the notebook in Shade’s hands. Or maybe he’s staring at Shade’s hands. Dawn feels a little voyeuristic, so she does what she does and says a dumb and unrelated thing: “Augustus, I think this pizza-on-the-floor thing is hurting my ass.”

Augustus flutters his hands. “Sometimes nonconformity is painful.”

“At least we’re originals,” Caelum mumbles into his sleeve.

“Exactly,” Augustus says.

“True originality doesn’t exist,” Marble says.

“Oh,” Shade deadpans, “it’s going to be a fun autopsy report meeting.”

It isn’t.

february

in january i stressed myself out trying to make the plot of quark work. so in february, i decided to take some time and write something Entirely For Fun. like, entirely for fun, no rules. and. my god. how do i explain the project i started calling “third eye for the bad guy.”

it was an unholy mashup of many of my past hyperfixations, including the gone series, a tale of two cities, warrior cats, and the left hand of darkness. one of the characters was a canon scalie and one was a canon fictionkinnie. it centered around a polycule of wannabe-evil-overlord high schoolers. i only wrote like three chapters but i was lost in the sauce for all of february and then i just… like… wiped it from my mind and moved on? somehow??? one character was a werewolf and that literally wasn’t relevant at ALL

Someone was going to die on these steps.

This had been Ivy Lee Palomo’s thought last year during the all-school photo, and it rose in her mind again now. The one hundred marble stairs leading up to the great double doors of Saint Constantine Academy were the school’s pride and glory, steep as the mountain, sharp as the blade under Ivy Lee’s skirt. With the cutting wind and snow glazing the stone more often than not, with the freshmen wild and wired on their first day of their first year, it was really only a matter of time before someone slipped and cracked their fucking head open.

It wasn’t going to be her. Not when she had Doc Martens and reflexes like an electric coil. Still. Ivy Lee didn’t want to watch someone die. She didn’t get along with dead people.

march

in march, i got back to the project i’d started in 2019 - AMT, my podcast! it’s a shakespeare retelling set in a modern high school; this excerpt is funnier and also more unnerving in context. (double, double, toil and trouble...)

INDRAJIT: What the hell are you doing?

[PAUSE.]

DEE (like she’s lying): Making pasta.

[ALL THREE OF THEM LAUGH.]

NONA: That’s right.

MORA: We have the keys to Mab’s office.

DEE: We’re using her stove.

NONA: To make pasta.

DEE: Do you want some?

[A TENSE PAUSE.]

INDRAJIT: No.

april

and darkling rears its head! all of my other projects have existed for at least a year; darkling (specfic king lear retelling) is... special. it was conceived in april, when i started hyperfixating on king lear, and i still managed to write an absolutely ridiculous amount of content for it. it was like the power of hyperfixation let me speedrun the entire process. which. okay.

iv: control

They say Cressida Stayer was nine years old when she turned her hair to gold. They laid her down in bed blonde, and the next morning, the waves cascading down her shoulders were solid metal, glinting harshly in the sunlight, weighing her down, creating that odd head-cocked expression she still wears now. Nine years old. Two or three years before most people develop enough magic skills to dye a single curl. Much less transfigure their hair into precious metal.

People also say Leovald Stayer’s immediate reaction was to hack it off her head and melt it down for cash. But generally they say that part a lot quieter.

may

in may i wrote AMT episode 15, by which i mean that in may there was a day when i sat in my room with the door shut for literally five straight hours listening to the same three songs on loop as i wrote the climax of one of the plotlines of AMT. so. that sure was… a day.

ISAAC: Do you want… do you want someone to drive you home? Hawk, you’re worrying me -

HAWK (almost cutting him off): Don’t. Don’t say that. I’m here to help. With your… thing.

ISAAC (quietly): I… don’t know if you should be here to see this.

HAWK (a little louder, more audibly upset): Well - what else am I going to do? Go home and - and have my dads talk at me and - and not be able to answer them? Because I can’t? I can’t. I don’t know what to say.

[PAUSE.]

ISAAC (V.O.): I wonder if this is what he feels like, on the outside, looking in at me. Watching someone else hurting. Helpless and afraid.

He still fits perfectly in my arms. I rest my chin on top of his head and pull him close to me, like I can stop him from shaking, like I can stop anything from happening the way I know it’s going to. I bury my face in his hair. He smells so familiar. He’s so warm.

God, Hawk. I love you so much. You shouldn’t be here to see this. Something bad’s gonna happen. And you’re not the kind of person who belongs in a tragedy.

june

okay, honestly, i should talk about “night shift” here, because in june i wrote a whole short story in one night (and then foamed over it for a week), but i am still in the process of submitting it places! so i am terrified to put even a sentence of it online. instead: the other thing i did this month was to finish AMT! (sixteen episodes and somewhere around 175k, iirc, but don’t quote me.) these lines are the opener to the final episode!

RAHMA (V.O.): The combined series of sophomore year disasters stretched through November. It’s June now. It’s taken me… a long time to get this all put together. I was going to make a vlog about it, initially - well, calling it a vlog sounds frivolous. I was going to make a video recounting the whole deal. All of it. From when I kissed Avery Fairchilde to the very last night. I scripted dozens of drafts; I put together dozens of bullet-pointed lists of what to cover… and it was never enough. Because Avery and I weren’t the only ones involved. Even if I was only focused on the two of us, it wasn’t just the two of us.

So… I gathered up everyone else. The whole town of Ellisburg is still talking about the week the town went crazy, but it wasn’t just a week. There was a lot leading up to it. And I think if anyone’s going to talk about it, it should be us. The people who lived it. So here we are. The most ambitious Rahma Ashiq production of all time - at least so far.

july

every july i pause whatever else i’m doing to celebrate the birthday of aurum & argentate, twins from my oldest and dearest WIP The Mortal Realm. july fifteenth! mark your calendars. they’re princes, though argentate would really rather not be; you can read the full birthday piece here.

“Do you… plan to get dressed?” A bit of the usual humor crept back into Aurum’s voice. “Although if you want to speak to the kingdom in your underthings, by all means, you have my full support.”

Argentate scrubbed at his face. He wasn’t dressed, no, but the usual malaise hung over his shoulders like a cloak. Guilt. Nerves. The sick sense that he hadn’t done something he was supposed to. The numb knowledge that it was too late to change a thing.

“I meant to,” he said. “Get dressed, I mean.” The rest went unsaid: I have just been sitting here. On the floor. Thinking about how I should get dressed.

“Ah,” Aurum said, extending his hand. “The traditional route. We’ll save the nude speeches for the future, then.”

Argentate took his hand, stumbling a little as Aurum pulled him to his feet. He steadied himself on the closest wall, taking a few deep breaths. Don’t panic. Don’t panic. His hands found their way to the cross, again and again.

august

this summer, i wrote an entire draft of Valentine Van Velt is Dead, AKA “holden caulfield goes to exposure therapy,” AKA the weird little personal side project i keep tucked into my coat. interesting features include second-person narration from a narrator who doesn’t like the main character all that much. so reading it is kind of like the book wants to kill you? with an added dash of general melancholy.

You used to live here. That’s the thing that’s got you feeling so off.

You didn’t recognize your old house. I mean, you kind of did. You remembered that the road was on a hill. That hill felt like a goddamn forty-five degree angle when you were a kid. But if you didn’t have the address written down you wouldn’t have known it at all. It would have been just another little suburban house in rows of perfect little towns that make your skin crawl.

So now you’re in this diner looking out a gross smudgy window trying to block out the elevator music pumping through the speakers in the ceiling or whatever. I don’t know how speakers work. You’re trying to tune that shit out. The waitress comes over and catches you by surprise so you just point at some coffee thing on the menu so she’ll go away. For the record: you don’t drink coffee.

There’s a public library across the street. A little square building. You probably used to go there. The lady comes over and thunks your coffee on the table and gives you a kind of look, like she wants to know what in the goddamn hell you think you’re doing here and not at school. You sip your coffee and look out the window until she leaves you alone again. And then you spit it back into the cup because, for the record: you don’t drink coffee.

september

i spent september and october prepping for nano, so i was mostly working on darkling...

It’s late spring; still, at this time of night, on a rooftop, there’s a chill. The wind plays with the end of Ruby’s coat, with her hair. She hands the bottle off to Jasper, stares up at the fogged-over sky, wishes she were lying in Dany’s arms in Dany’s bed instead of here. Wishes, even, that Dany were the one on the roof with her. At least then they’d be cold together. At least then she wouldn’t have to imagine what Dany would say; she could just listen, and watch Dany’s flashing smile and her flinty eyes.

(She cuddles. This is another thing Dany does that Dany probably shouldn’t do, based on everything about Dany; it’s not like rattlesnakes cuddle. But Dany likes to nuzzle into Ruby’s side and rest her head on Ruby’s collarbones and toss an arm over Ruby’s chest, and hold her down like she’s worried she’ll float off somewhere. She’ll card her fingers through Ruby’s hair and hum. Even though they could get caught, even though she’s probably got better places to be - Dany cuddles.)

Ruby imagines it, momentarily, both of them on the roof together, sprawled like horrifyingly beautiful gargoyles, sharp teeth flashing, blood running hot. Up here - it’d be like they ruled the world.

But whatever. Jasper’s fun. He’s hot. He’s got a sharp tongue in a lot more ways than one. And she likes when he lets the mask down. She likes seeing the soft bits underneath. She wants to sink her teeth and nails into them so hard she draws blood. Masks don’t bleed. Ruby would know; that’s why she is what she is.

october

...though i was also in creative writing class in school, and thus ended up writing a bunch of poems of varying quality (my teacher had a real thing for poetry) and also one darklingverse short story where rory and cressida hold hands! which you can find here.

Lorelai Rory Flowers is afraid of thunder.

This is a bit of an embarrassing thing to admit, as they’re seventeen (“at least seventeen,” they like to tell people, “maybe two hundred, who’s to say?”) and generally wise beyond their years, or whatever it is that adults say about kids with too much psychological baggage. Being afraid of thunder is not a very wise-beyond-one’s-years trait. And yet the state of affairs remains: loud noises make Rory want to melt into the earth. Back when they still went to school, even the fire alarm sent them scuttling under their desk to hide.

Right now, in the elevator, all they can do is shrink into their sweater.

They haven’t let go of Cressida’s hand yet.

november

and then november of course was nano which was an adventure all the way through. (opening tumblr on the fifth day of nano to find out about d*stiel... was something.)

“Apologize to me. Or get out of my house.”

Gracen’s voice is very, very low. For a moment she thinks he hasn’t heard her at all. Then he spins, eyes blazing. “What did you say?”

Gracen watches her own chest heave. She pushes herself up off the desk, stands with the effort of pushing a mountain off of her back. Leovald is six-foot-four. Gracen is six-foot-two. In her heels, in the heels she must wear to be a professional woman, to be a lady - they are the same height.

Gracen wipes her nose. When she lowers her arm, there’s a streak of blood across the back of her hand. Fire shivers in her chest; her heart rings in her ears; her voice could cut steel.

“I said,” she says, low, slow, volume building, “apologize to me. Or get. Out. Of. My. House.”

december

and finally, the poem i posted this year! it’s called the beast sonnet, and you can find it in its own post over here (with commentary! how sexy.)

i kill the beast and drop down to my knees, my blade stained dark with blood of stygian hue, and for a moment these scarred hands shake free, and hold a world unfurled for me anew. but once-mourned victims, victors, vices find; fear winged me; now its absence strips me bare. my sword now dulls, my legs, my voice, my mind; the beast, pried from my throat, leaves no skill there. and still i hear it laugh, O DEVOTEE— O CHILD DEAR, NO GLORY WITHOUT ME.

i was quite productive this year; i have to think it was because i was avoiding things... the peak of my productivity happened over the summer and in november, AKA, college app hell. (almost done with the last applications! pray for me.)

a general breakdown of what occupied me this year:

(no, i don’t know why the “various other things” category ended up so large... i blame all the one-off projects i wrote a single page for, and also whatever the fuck happened in february. yes, i do know why it looks hideous; it’s because each of my WIPs has a theme color

thank you once again for spending some time at goose-books dot gov this year! what to expect for next year: well, i very much hope i can produce AMT... also hoping to get darkling ready for beta readers, so keep your eyes out!

#max.txt #and that's a wrap!!! what a goddamn year.#okay. breath in. tags:#quark tag #third eye tag #(i think there are like. two posts in that one?)#amt tag #darkling tag #tmr tag #vvvid tag #wow that was a lot of text. if you read all this... [blows you a kiss] thank you!#max actually writes #year in review

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Precious Time

“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of light, it was the season of darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair.” A tale of Two Cities Charles Dickens

I have been posting blogs every Thursday as a way to mark the passage of time of each week since I started working remotely and going out only for essential needs. I think many of us our redefining our relationship with time. So I have been thinking of the quote from Charles Dickens from A Tale of Two Cities

The passing of time is a scientific, incontrovertible fact. The sun rises and it sets and there is a day. The moon rises and it sets and there is a night. Winter turns to Spring and then to Summer and then to Fall. When it repeats a year has slipped away. Time is, also, a social construct. We say 9-5 Monday through Friday is a typical work day and there might be some logic to that, but there might be logic to 7-5 four days a week as well. We have Breakfast, Lunch, Dinner, but some cultures add a tea or late supper. A midnight shift worker still gets lunch –even though his lunch is at 3 a.m. we don’t call it breakfast in the middle of the work shift. The lunch hour is a social construct of a work life. We mark our seasons and plan our celebrations based on Holidays that cross countries like Easter or Passover and that don’t Thanksgiving or the Fourth of July. Those are societal or cultural norms that we put in place to structure our time.

In this, the Spring of 2020, time has simultaneously sped up and slowed day and our social construct of time means next to nothing at all – even as we are in the midst of what is commonly called “Holy Week.”

I mark the time on Thursdays –

Thursday March 5th was my birthday. A friend and I went to a restaurant for dinner. There were ten deaths in the country from the disease. I worried if my trio to DC in two weeks would be canceled.

Thursday March 12 with the first confirmed case in New Mexico and the governor taking swift action I conversed with my boss about what swift action our agency would take to follow the governor’s lead and then I proceeded out of town to a work related trip that would last the week-end.

Thursday March 19 I woke up with my first day to work remotely and socially distance except for essentials. I wrote my first quarantine blog.

Every Thursday since…

And now its Thursday April 9 and 14, 000 across the country have died.

It’s happened all so fast! And time is so precious. There are steps we can take to reduce the deaths but we started so late. We must today do whatever we can to get more beds, more ventilators, more health care professionals and more tests. Time is scarce and there is an urgent need to get something done!

But that is not my role in this crisis. I am a non-essential employee. My role is to socially distance. And suddenly the social constructs of time looks different. Not just for me but for millions. I hear people talk about the days running together and is it ok to have a beer at 3 in the afternoon when they woke up at 4 a.m. and plan on sleeping soon. For me, I have actual work. I am amazed by how many phone conferencing, time specific duties I have during this time of social distancing. It sets some structure to my days. As I blog last week, I have discovered I have to work at maintaining some structure of a week-end, but I have more time during the week. I do not get up and get dress and commute to work and then commute back. I mean I do get up and dress, but it looks far different. There are hours “saved” there and I eat when I want at home because I am in front of a computer, or listening to a webinar or a press conference and that social construct of lunch time might become a shower, or a walk, or a X-Files break. Do you know how many X-files episodes are about the threat of global contagion? I digress. I digress a lot these days. My first blog was about everything I was going to do with this time, but if King Lear was written during a quarantine, my next novel is likely not to be.

It is, well, the worst of times for sure! It can, also, be the best of times for some of us if we let it. Last Friday was a great day! Well, the New Mexico order for stay at home was extended and the governor announced the numbers the models show might die which were shocking and we found out specifically how many ventilators we were likely to come up short on. And our President! But a nurse friend from New Jersey who had been exposed without proper equipment tested negative and it was a joyous day. I had a social media concert watch party about 5 on a Friday and it was like an actual Thank God its Friday party and that was so special. It was the worst of and the not so bad of a day.

The Dickens quote from a Tale of Two Cities! We are all on the global planet going through the exact same pandemic, but in many ways we are going through it very differently, aren’t we?

There are the tales of the medical professionals, god bless them. My guess is time never feels slowed down for them.

There are the tales of the unexpected heroes of grocery store employees, truck drivers, trash collectors, postal men, all who are not in fact staying at home because they are essential and the work they are doing cannot be done remotely.

There are the tales I know the best of those who are staying at home, but that looks different for different people. I live alone. I like solitude. I enjoy working from home. There are parents trying to continue education for their younger children while working full time jobs. There are twenty somethings who social lives mean more to them. There are persons who routine was to see their elderly parent in the nursing home every Thursday. I guess in some ways they are just different chapters of the same novel.

There are economic inequities. If you are having symptoms simply isolate into the basement or a single floor in your three story house. Or, if you have a single story three bedroom house, the kids may have to share a room when daddy has symptoms. Well, that looks a little different. If you live with your spouse and your two toddlers in a one bedroom or studio apartments, social distancing is not possible. Or if you are homeless and living in a shelter. Or if, or if or if. Decontaminate by immediately washing your clothes- because we all own washer and dryers don’t we?

And if you live in an abusive relationship and you are now alone with the person the entire time. The stressors are worse and….There are moments of hell happening across the global planet in the pandemic. Some has to do with the loss of lives. Some has to do specifically with social distancing.

But I also think that this is actually the reality of everyday life. The pandemic only exasperates existing problems. . While I sympathize and empathize with every single person going through hell, I cannot live it for them anymore than I can for all the homeless I regularly see on the street during normal times. Life and death, also, happen every day. The probabilities are high we will be effected in this time and I am not downplaying it and I don’t want to normalize it, but I do want to say there are some daily life lessons we could remember for when this is over – to love the ones we love, to know that everything can change in a second. The fact of life and death is not created in this time, but we are experiencing it differently now. As we experience the intensity of this time, we should use it to reestablish a relationship with time that is focused on the preciousness of that time.

I am struggling with sleep, worry and fear even if I enjoy the solitude. I cannot put on music and dance. It is a joyous activity and I feel little joy. But is my not dancing causing fewer people to die? Call me Pollyanna but I still am hoping that, for some of us, we can find the best of times in this time.

Most of our life we do not have enough of time . I want to get to a place for myself and I hope others can too where they can experience the time in a peaceful and precious way. I’m not there. I want to be.

I think of a woman I know who bakes everyday with her kids as part of their lessons- great for math and science. She bakes in the afternoon and the bake goods of the day are ready to eat around the 3:30 – 4:00 framework which is the time the kids were used to coming home and having a snack. 20 years from now those kids might think of this time as the time their mother spent teaching them to bake. That doesn’t mean all the other people experiencing hell are not still experiencing hell but not baking with her kids isn’t going to solve the world’s problems right now either. It’s ok to have a project to finish. It’s, also, ok not to and to spend more time enjoying your spouse or your kids or your parents or siblings if you live with them. Watch t.v., play a game, converse.

I feel very much alone in my isolation. I want to believe that those people who have this time with their families are embracing it and embracing them. And so why don’t I write that psychological thriller I’ve been saying I want to work on now for two years? I don’t know. I’m not learning a new language as I started with downtime in January and February. As much as I said in that first blog I had plans, boy, and looking forward to the time….I throw up my hands in the air exasperated at myself. Maybe I needed to process a little what the world was going through and how I felt about my non-essential role. Maybe I needed to give myself permission to feel the pain. Maybe now, I write this blog as a way of giving myself permission to look again at this time as precious- because I do not know when I will have this much of it again, because all time is precious, because tomorrow I might die.

It is the worst of times, ok! It is still precious time. This Saturday night I am participating in a virtual rock concert video watch with some friends. Can’t remember the last time I went out dancing on a Saturday night! Maybe it is ok to put on music and dance. I give myself permission to be joyous. I have the time.

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A change of heart (James and lily)

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Chapter ONE↓

The summer holidays were finally over and none could be happy about the fact, than the two sisters that sat silently in the back of their father's car. Petunia Evans was on cloud nine so much so that she hadn't complained once about the owl, that lay resting in it's cage on her sisters lap. Neither had she moaned about coming to wave off her younger sister,as she got on the train back to her precious school. Petunia Evans was in a good mood as she had been all summer long,yes it's very true the blondes holiday had been a Great one. She had met a boy over the summer break at the firm she was interning at, collecting coffee and fetching tea was all petunia Evans really did. It was wasn't anything truly exciting and to be honest she didn't really learn much, but she had a met a boy.

Vernon Dursley was the name he was a little older than her, he had an apprenticeships at Grunings he made drills and was very good, it was same firm that the blonde work at. Over the summer they had gotten close and had started courting as Petunia put it. Lily hadn't met him as her sister had refused to let her, but according to her mother Vernon Dursley was utterly ridiculous. He was on all accounts over wait and had a rather thin line of hair on his upper lip, Which he had called a mustache. Mr Evans would've laughed but he didn't want to seem rude and risk damaging his already fragile relationship with his eldest daughter, so he had refrained from doing so and gave the young man permission to continue to date Petunia. Mr and Mrs Evans had also agreed to allow the blonde permission to attend a weeks vacation with some of her school friends, down in the Welsh Ilse. It was safe to say everything this summer had seemed to go her way, resulting in her high right now.

Now lily's summer hadn't been a good affair , in fact it had been terrible. It started with her sister, the redhead had been pushed out all summer by Petunia Evans, she hadn't let her meet the boy whom had captured her heart. She had forbidden her attended the 18th birthday barbecue her parents were throwing for her. Though Petunia pushing her away was nothing knew, the older girl had been doing it since lily got her letter six years ago now. It was what happened with her best friend this summer that had left lily Evans stumped.

Severus Snape was a tall boy with greasy black hair and large hooked nose, people often said was snotty. That boy was lily's best friend, he was the first person whom made the red head feel normal, as opposed to the way her sister made her feel. And she was the first person to look at the young boy and not be repulsed, by his appearance. Over the years the pair had spent a lot of time together making for a life long friendship, spending their summers under the willow tree in Which they had met. But this summer something was different, Severus Snape had been distant, the young man had been on Edge. His already short fuse and gotten shorter, yelling in the street to the muggles who let Thier eyes linger on him to long as they passed. Picking fights in public parks and youth club's he would likely loose without using his wand and exposing the wizarding world. He had even on occasion snap at lily, a girl who he loved and one day hoped would love him back. But at the rate he was pushing her away it became less likely that such a thing was going to happen. Lily Evans was extremely smart and new that something was going on, that the greasy haired boy was hiding something, something he didn't want her to know. Lily knew he wouldn't tell her and she had no hope in trying to reach the boy who trusted no but her had been keeping her at arms length.

So lily sat in the back of car twiddling her fingers, preying that summer would come to an end instantly.

The Evans family car pulled up about outside kings Cross Station, in no time lily and family were walking through station Heading for platform nine and three quarters, Muggles staring as they did so. That was the Muggle way to lear longingly at thing's that seem different, or strange in anyway. And something about a young sixteen year old girl pushing a trolley filled with trunks and a black owl with flecks of white In his feathers,caused them to stare. Lily like the other witches and wizards of Hogwarts was used to it by now, it was nothing knew to her. All the whispering, the pointing of little children were expected, so it didn't faze her. Petunia Evans on the other hand hated. She hated being the girl with a odd sister whom got all the attention, she lothed the feeling of being constantly over shadowed even by strangers, most she would never likely to see again.

Five minutes later lily and her family had found the magical entrance to the train, and all four of them and ran threw wall just as instructed by lily years before. It seemed funny to the Evans family that there was a whole other world behind one little wall, a world of wonder and magic. And yet here they were standing in the thick of it, while they watched their youngest daughter suddenly feel at home and that she did.

A smile lit up the face of the red head as she stood scanning the station, watching the new first years run through too the platform for the first time on shaky leg's. One little boy coming up to her as she looked the least intimidating, his hair was short and his cheeks still held his baby fat perfectly.

"Excuse me, but where do I take my trolley" lily smiled and bent down a little to reach his eye level, she could tell he was nervous and very clearly like her. A Muggle born.

"Hello, you see that man over there take it to him and then head for the train, earlier you get on the better compartment you get." Lily said shoeing him on, the boys father following him smiling. Kindly at the redhead.

Lily turned back to her mother and father aswell as a very bored looking petunia Evans, hugging each of them as she said her goodbyes. Her sisters scowl warning lily to do no such thing with her, so the young witch gave a simple curt nod. Something that Appeared odd to others as they glanced at the interaction between sister, but the lily and petunia Evans the act was a far more normal occurrence than hugging.

"Oh baby, promise me you'll write every week" Catherine Evans spoke to her daughter, lily nodded and waved one last time before running off to find her Friends.

Marlene McKinnon was the easiest to Spot you Heard her before you saw, she was always getting in trouble in class because of it. Once it cost gryffindor twenty House, Slughorn felt terrible for taking the point's but the blonde was being extremely loud. But in her defence she was having a battle of wits with Sirius Black, it didn't end well for ethier of them. Especially when professor McGonagall found out, the pair had been given detention and they ended up hating eachother more than before.

"COME ON MUM, DAD IM GOING TO BE LATE" it was then lily saw her, blonde wild locks went barrelling towards the front of train with fifteen minutes to spare, the blonde was in such a chaotic state she completely missed the redhead standing to the side of her.

"Hey Mar we've got half and hour till the train leaves not fifteen."

"Lils that's not the__ OH MY GOD LILY " the blonde screamed throwing her arms around the Muggle girl.

"Missed you too mar, but do you mind if I breathe now, thanks" lily pushed her way out of the blondes arm's. Marlene McKinnon's mum and dad had left once they saw the two walking off completely forgetting they were still there.

"So let's go and find Dorcas and Alice, hey did you here about Alice yet" both girls keeping an eye out as they walked around the platform for the two missing from their little click.

"No, is she okay. "

"Oh she's Great, like really Great." Marlene spoke suggestively.

"What happened mar" lily stopped her in their tracks worried.

"How about we let the huffle-slut tell you__ ALICE FORTESCUE, GET OVER HERE YOU HUFFLE-SL" the brunette was barley five feet from the girls, but still Marlene McKinnon raised the volume of her voice to grab the attention of Alice Fortescue. And we'll it worked.

"Will you shut up, oh hey lily." Alice Fortescue now stood in front of her two friends, and a few seconds later the wild curly locks of Dorcas meadowes followed.

"hello Dizzy Dorcas, how did you find us" lily said earning her a shove on the side of her arm, by the Coco skinned girl.

"I heard Mar"

"Yeah I think everyone did" Alice Fortescue quipped.

"Hey I wasn't that loud" said the blonde mock affended, her Voice still slightly raised.

"Yes Mar yes you were, anyway i hear you have something to tell me Alice." Instantly Alice went red in the face, she wasn't embarrassed by what she had to tell lily Evans, it was just she wasn't used to it yet.

Taking a deep breath she spilled the beans " me and Frank are dating, he asked me over the summer, first week actually."

"Oh Alice that's great we've been rooting for you two" the redhead squealed happy for her friend.

"Did he get down on one knee," Marlene asked, all three girls looking at her like she had a third eye.

"Mar he asked her out not to marry her"

"I know that Dizzy Dorcas, but it just seems very Frank Longbottom, you know very proper." Alice rolled her eyes,

"No but he did give me flowers." The brunette swooned,

"Ugh, so lils how was your summer with the devil spawn." Dorcas meadowes had turned to conversation to the redhead, who's smile faltered.

"Petunia was well petunia she ignored my very existence," lily said.

"That's not the devil spawn I was asking about, I ment Severus Snape, you know tall with a chip pan for hair."

"I don't kn __" lily was interrupted by Alice, tapping her on the shoulder, pointing out the teen in question. "Lils, look other there"

Lily followed the gaze of her friends, green eyes Landed on the young boy with greasy hair. He walked through the platform, Lucius Malfoy, Bellatrix Black, Rodolphus Lestrange and Narcissa Black she was pushing her trolley. Lucius Malfoy to most was the scumm of the earth, he graduated from Hogwarts last year and just like his father had become a death eater along with Bellatrix Black. The girl with mast of curly black hair was practically psychotic, taking every chance she could to hex her cousin Sirius Black. The girls understood in a way why Lucius and Bellatrix were on the platform, the pair must of been seeing Narcissa Black off to her final year of school. But Rodolphus lestrange was a mystery, he had left Hogwarts about four years prior to Lucius and Bellatrix and yet here he stood. He had a reputation of being cruel even in school, it was wide a spread rumor that he had tortured a Hogwarts house nearly to death. Of course nobody could prove it even back then so Rodolphus lestrange for away with it. and there they all stood with lily's best friend.

"Well I guess that's where Sevs been all summer" lily said Turing away,

"So you haven't seen him all Summer," Alice placed a hand on lily's shoulder, the girl smiling at gesture.

"I saw Sev a few times but he seemed different, distant his temper was shorter than usual."

"Wow, come let's get a compartment. Maybe you guys can talk later" the black eyes Severus Snape falling on lily, he watched as she walked away. Silently vowing to reconnect with his best friend this schooling year of Hogwarts.

James potter and Company had just made to the platform with ten minutes to spare, as usual they planned to meet between platforms nine and ten and as usual He and Sirius were late. Remus had raised his arms in the air like a disapproving father and Peter well he was Peter, he just wanted food.

" Where in Merlin were you two?, We could've missed the train"

"Keep your knickers on Mooney, we've got ten minutes" Sirius Black spoke slinging his arm around Peter Pettigrew, while the tall boy scowled at their attitude.

"What he said mate, don't wolf out on us I was getting you a gift." James potter a bespeckled boy with black tousled hair, smirked whipping out a bar of Muggle milk chocolate.

"Thanks mate you're forgiven" Remus lupin mumbled taking the chocolate bar off his friend, peters mouth watering for a peice.

"seriously, he's forgiven, It was my Idea. I'm hurt, I'm hurt Mooney." Sirius Black spoke falling backwards, into his best friends arms. Far more dramatically then it sounds.

"Face it pads he loves me more," James push the raven haired boy up and out of arms, now walking backwards like a smart arse. Hair blowing more skew-whiff if that was even possible.

"Does not"

"Does too, he wants to steam up my specks"

"Shut it prongs he wants to kiss me and run his fingers through my hair, I mean come on I'm gorgeous." James bent over in laughter. Sirius's hair was dreadful, jet black and full of knots no matter how many times he pulled a brush through it.

"The bush you mean." James quipped.

"Remus kiss me, comon kiss me. Fine let me give you a big old smooch then " the tall boy cringed, he couldn't think of anything worse, snapping a strip of creamy chocolate off for Peter.

"No thanks, come__is that Lucius Malfoy"

Now all four boys had their eyes trained on the older boy, amused by whatever his three friends were doing. But on closer inspection Remus lupin noticed the four of young Wizards and Rodolphus lestrange were hazing a first year, before the poor tike hadn't even boreded the express. "Prongs, Padfoot are you seeing this" The two young Wizards didn't say a word in reply, instead they rushed off in the direction of Lucius Malfoy and his possy leaving Peter to trail behind.

As they got closer they saw a cute blonde girl, obviously a first year, robes barley off the floor and she still had her cart. Lucius Malfoy used his wand to riffel through the girls trunk, pulling the pages out off her new school books. James potter rolled his eyes, as they met with Severus Snape levitating the small blonde girl upside down now. The bespeckled boy taking the opportunity to startle the former student .

"Didn't know you could read Malfoy," the blonde Wizard jumping back startled by the sudden appearance of the bespeckled boy. The much older death eater rolling his eyes at Lucius Malfoy's obvious fear of the sixth year boy.

"I fail to see how that's any of you're business Potter" Malfoy spat

"Well I just made it my business, let the girl go Snivellus don't want to get bogey's on the poor thing." James potter spoke to the raven haired boy lowering the girl, once her feet reached the ground she legged it behind Remus lupin and Sirius Black. You couldn't blame the girl, the wolf boy was unnaturally tall and raven haired Wizard held a dark look in his grey orb's that would even scare her father.

"Arh yes potter I forgot you hang around blood traitors and mauled half-bloods." The boy with tawny curls retreating into his tatty clothes at the mention of his scared face, James and Sirius Black whipped out their wands in the defence of their friend.

"Watch you're mouth Malfoy." This time Sirius Black spoke up his voice venomous, the blonde ignored his second cousin and turned to the werewolf. Rodolphus lestrange deciding to leave the argument was a childish one and he definitely wasn't a child.

"Father works In the ministry's office lupin, there a bit if an enigma surrounding you." Malfoy paused for a second. "May I asked, did an unfortunate event befall you, or were always this hideous."

Though Remus didn't get to answer the question and not that he would any way, but the fist Peter Pettigrew had landed it's into the jaw of pureblood dick Lucius Malfoy. The three remaining marauders stared at their friend, Remus lupin was simply grateful that Peter chose this moment to finally snap. While James and Sirius looked on like a proud dads also laughing at the boy who had just been flattened, Malfoy though was fuming.

"My fa__" stoping when he heard James and Sirius making a bet.

" Three galleons if he says my father will hear about this" James smirked "your on pads"

"You little Rat my father will hear about this " the blonde Wizard stumbled to his feet with the help of girlfriend. Admittedly narcissa Black was far too pretty for the wizard and perhaps if she had more courage she'd of ran away from her depraved family, much like her older sister. But alas she didn't.

"Damit, here take em" james shoved the golden coins into the hands of Sirius Black, who took them gladly.

"Mark my words, dangerous times are coming boys and when they do,don't imagine you'll be Safe " the boy wizard said pushing his girlfriend away form the four boys.

" Thankyou for helping me, I'm Gabby Douglas." Came a soft voice from behind Remus lupin.

"It's not a problem munchkin, all in days work for the mighty Padfoot and friends" the first year smiled at the door sixth years stood looking down at her.

"Now run off and sit with the first year's okay." The tall boy with brown curls spoke to the girl.

The Marauders following suit made it just time, to bord the Hogwarts express. By now most of compartments upfront Were occupied and filled by loud and confused first year's, All seemingly unaware of the prejudice that would follow once they had been sorted. For some the friends they made on the train weren't likely to stick with you through the years to come, unless you where lucky like the four boys plodding along now. Sure with a few exceptions you could be friends with a Slytherin but it almost always ended in disaster, as lily Evans would find out the harsh way, just a few months into the new school year.

The boys eventually found Thier compartment near the back of the train and as luck would have it, it was the same very one that they had met in way back when in first year. They didn't know then that perhaps this would be the last time it was just the four of them, in that dinky compartment. If they had then maybe Peter Pettigrew wouldn't of buried his face in mountains if food, and somehow still have room for dinner In the Great hall later tonight. Perhaps if he knew Remus lupin wouldn't of let his heavy eyes droop shut at the impeding doom of the full moon tonight. The first day back and he was having to spend it in pitiful sleep and in a grotty room. And perhaps James and Sirius wouldn't of spent their time plotting yet another well thought out hex on Slytherin. But things simply were as they always had been, four best friend's who more like brother's really gearing up for another year of leaning, and shenanigans.

Word count : 3395

Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed the chapter, let me know what think. What you didn't like and what you did, in the comments.

Untill next time Hollie xx

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20 questions tag

Nickname: mmm okay well Triplett, Trippy, or Trip Trip from like my friends but my mom calls me Turtle or Stinky or Boo Bear

Zodiac: Aquarius

Height: 5’6” I’m a short dude :/

Last Movie I Saw: Aquaman it took me forever to finally go see it

Last Thing I Googled: Zumiez.com I needed to call them because I was having a problem with an order

Favorite Musicians: TWENTY ONE PILOTS, Paramore, The 1975, PVRIS, Halsey, Audioslave, Pearl Jam, Sound Garden, Temple of The Dog, the list goes on and on

Song Stuck In My Head: Girls Meed Love by Summer Walker

Other Blogs: evergreenlungs (there’s a link in my bio) i also have like three other ones but y’all don’t get to have them lol

Do I Get Asks: I used to get a good amount but now I only get the occasional hate ask which is lovely

Followers: 375 it would be higher if i didn’t black all the porn bots lmfao

Following: Okay call out post for me 1,116

Amount Of Sleep: Luckily I’ve moves on from constant insomnia and now I’m just constantly ready for sleep so usually I’d say like 6-7 and a half

Lukcy Number: 1, 2, and 17

What Are You Wearing: A dark blue NASA shirt with red and while paint speckled pattern and dark red/maroon chinos my key necklace my sis simone made me and black Vans. I was wearing a Vans hat earlier that I wear almost daily.

Dream Job: Freelance Graphic Designer/Painter/Photographer/all around maker

Dream Trip: ROME i wanna go so bad

Favorite Food: my moms lasagna

Play Any Instruments: Guitar, and Ukulele, I am currently learning drums and low key tryna lear piano

Favorite Song: Addict With A Pen by Twenty One Pilots

Random Fact: My birthday is in a week and a day and I’m trying to get a tattoo hopefully around then or during spring break but i really want to get it done over my birthday weekend.

I was tagged by @coolguitarguy and I’m only gonna tag a couple so @shelbychild @assorted-aesthetics @fluffy-butt-of-a-pom @storyteller-and-story-told

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lI was tagged by @rose-budboy

(I’ve never been tagged before, so this was pretty nice, idk, thanks! )

Rules : answer 80-something questions and tag 20 people!

Last?

drink: water

phone call: my sister

text message: "I can’t believe we have to wait A YEAR” which I wrote to my friend bc I can’t believe we have to wait a hole year for a new season of The Royals IF is renewed.

time you cried: yesterdad bc I had a really important test and it stressed me out.

kissed someone and regretted it: kinda

been cheated on: yes

lost someone special: not really

been depressed: I have PDD so

gotten drunk and thrown up: once in 2016

Favourite colours?

1. Bright yellow sun

2. Blue

3. Does rainbow count as a colour?

In the last year you have?

made new friends: they’re not really new but this year we have become closer.

fallen out of love: I hope so?

laughed until you cried: yes!

found out someone was talking behind your back: no ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

met someone who changed your life: I found myself and that’s all I could ever ask for.

found out who your true friends are: I already knew

general?

how many facebook friends do you have: none bc I don’t have a Facebook

pets: A cat called Nieve (Snow) and a dog called Dipper (yesss! like Dipper Pines from Gravity Falls! I regret nothing ❤ )

ever wanted to change your name: YES YES YES.

what you did for your last birthday: my friends are amazing, so they throw me a surprise party

time you woke up today: 5:00

what you were doing at midnight last night: studying

what you can’t wait for: Glastonbury 2019

whatcha listening to: One Point Persperctive - Arctic Monkeys

ever talked to a person named Tom: no

something that gets on your nerves: People who are not capable of mantaining a conversation about something they disagree with without turning it in into an argument

most visited site: plusdede

hair colour: light brown

long or short hair: in between

crush: I got over my ultimate girl crush some time ago so... none

what do you like about yourself: I like that even when I feel like the world is falling around me, I always find a way to carry on.

any piercings: yes, two on my right ear.

blood type: AB+

nicknames: Clau

relationship status: single

sign: aries

pronouns: she/her

favourite tele show: TOO MANY, but I’m gonna say Sense 8, Gravity Falls and Jane the Virgin.

tattoos: not for now

left or right handed: right

have you ever had a surgery: no

do you want piercings: yes

Sports: dance

Favourite holiday: Summer

trainers: none in particular

more general?

favourite dish: croquettes

favourite drink: nestea

i’m about to watch: One day at a time

what i’m waiting for: to finish selectividad (a test we have to do in Spain to enter university)

what i want: to lear how to be happy for a long time (I think I’m close, yay)

get married: idk

career: Journalism and Audiovisual Communication

which is better?

hugs or kisses: hugs

lips or eyes: eyes

shorter or taller: idc

older or younger: older, but not by much

arms or stomach: ?

Troublemaker or hesitant: troublemaker

Have you ever?

kissed a stranger: no

drank hard liquor: yes

turned someone down: yes

sex on a first date: no

broken someone’s heart: I think so

had a heart broken: yes

Love at first sight: no

santa claus: when I was a kid

angels: no

misc?

eye colour: light brown

best friends name: I don’t have one, Elena maybe.

favourite movie: TOO MANY AGAIN, maybe V for Vendetta and Lilo & Stitch

favourite actor/actress: Benedict Cumberbatch and Tatiana Maslany

favourite cartoon: Gravity Falls

favourite teachers’ name: Carlos

I tag @forever-a-rose-with-thorns @ifelloutofatree @literallymyusername @magicath04 @9afternoon @soufflehour @shegolopierces @kiki-kit @fell-in-love-didnt-you @the-chamber-of-secrets1

20 is too many people so I only did 10 lmao I’m sorry

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Yesterday was a As I Have Loved You Love One Another John 13' 34 T Shirt busy day of meetings and airplane travel for peter and connor but last night peter took some time to share his thoughts on the passing of the great christopher lee christopher lee was the tallest actor I ever knew he was also by far the most literate when we first met in a los angeles studio where he was recording his lines as king haggard in the last unicorn he had just recorded haggard’s speech about his first sight of unicorns and I mentioned that it was probably my favorite speech in the book he immediately wanted to know well did I do it properly we can always redo it right here of course he’d handled the lines perfectly but writers and writers’ opinions about their work mattered intensely to christopher that same afternoon we discovered that between the two of us we we could call to mind just about all the lines of g k chesterton’s poem the rolling english road we also discovered a mutual need to hit the men’s room and my son dan in his mid teens at the time still has a very clear memory of christopher simultaneously peeing while declaiming in that voice which no one could ever keep from imitating after fifteen minutes with him before the roman came to rye or out to severn strode the rolling english drunkard made the rolling english road a reeling road a rolling road that rambled round the shire and after him the parson ran the sexton and the squire I leave it to the reader to imagine that voice in the tiled acoustics of a hollywood bathroom we met a second time in munich where the last unicorn was being dubbed into german most of my memories of that time and of chris lee have to do with books and authors he had known both j r r tolkien and a writer who mattered more to me t h white we had a long ongoing argument in munich about a chapter of the sword in the stone that appears in the english edition of the book but not in the american one he turned out to be right he usually was he never failed to mention the last unicorn as one of his very favorite books and as one of the movies he was most proud of having made indeed he left my whopperjawed as mark twain would have put it when we were being interviewed together on austrian television and he announced oh yes I simply couldn’t resist a chance to play king haggard one more time even in another language after all and he looked straight into the camera it’s the closest they’ll ever let me get to playing king lear the camera swung toward me to catch my stunned reaction and chris looked across the studio at me and winked but my most vivid memory chilling as it remains to this day has to do with the day that I and michael chase walker associate producer of the last unicorn and the one who really got the film made in the first place somehow found our way out to dachau I can’t now recall how we managed it considering that neither one of us spoke german and that you had to take both a subway and a bus to get there from the hotel where the crew were staying but we got there somehow and spent a good half of the day roaming with other tourists around a legendary concentration camp peering blindly into the huge crematoriums but staring with equal horror and fascination at the endless rows of filing cabinets containing every record of every human being who was ever imprisoned starved gassed or simply worked to death in this place michael and I grew quieter and quieter that afternoon until by the time we started back to munich we weren’t speaking at all I think we both felt that we might say anything in words again the first person we met in the hotel lobby was christopher he took one look at us and announced you’ve been to dachau we nodded without answering chris strode toward us looked all the way down from his six foot five inch altitude lowered his voice and inquired still smells doesn’t it with the end of world war ii christopher as a member of the special forces and whose five or six languages included fluent german had been assigned to hunt down and interrogate nazi war crminals and had been present at the liberation of dachau and yes the smell of death had undoubtedly faded somewhat since 1945 but it was still as real as michael and me wandering dazedly between the ovens and the filing system we just didn’t know what it was but christopher did and i’d know it again I never saw him again after munich though we spoke on the telephone a few times on the last occasion when I had called to wish him a happy 90th birthday I remember him assuring me that if by the time you come to make your live action version of your movie I have passed on do not let it concern you I have risen from the dead several times I know how it’s done he worked almost to the last as the real artists of every kind do they work to be working because that’s what they do and they die when they stop I always regarded him as the last of the great 19th century actors that bravura larger than life style went with him no modern rada trained performer would ever attempt it today nor should they it would inevitably come out parody however earnestly meant yet there was always more to christopher lee as an actor than dracula or the mummy or saruman or sherlock holmes for that matter though he was very proud of having played not only both holmes and watson but sherlock’s brother mycroft as well lord summerisle of the original the wicker man probably his favorite of his own movies is most likely closer to chris’s dark benignity than any other role he ever inhabited I believe this because lord summerisle sings a surprising amount in that movie and chris passionately loved singing if there is any such thing as an afterlife or reincarnation I truly hope no believe that christopher lee will return as a wagnerian opera singer if he hadn’t been considered too old in his 30s to be accepted for formal vocal training he might have been in his own eyes at least a happier more fulfilled man but we would have 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Yesterday was a Once Upon A Time There Was A Girl Who Really Loves Knitting And Dogs It Was Me The End Heart T Shirt busy day of meetings and airplane travel for peter and connor but last night peter took some time to share his thoughts on the passing of the great christopher lee christopher lee was the tallest actor I ever knew he was also by far the most literate when we first met in a los angeles studio where he was recording his lines as king haggard in the last unicorn he had just recorded haggard’s speech about his first sight of unicorns and I mentioned that it was probably my favorite speech in the book he immediately wanted to know well did I do it properly we can always redo it right here of course he’d handled the lines perfectly but writers and writers’ opinions about their work mattered intensely to christopher that same afternoon we discovered that between the two of us we we could call to mind just about all the lines of g k chesterton’s poem the rolling english road we also discovered a mutual need to hit the men’s room and my son dan in his mid teens at the time still has a very clear memory of christopher simultaneously peeing while declaiming in that voice which no one could ever keep from imitating after fifteen minutes with him before the roman came to rye or out to severn strode the rolling english drunkard made the rolling english road a reeling road a rolling road that rambled round the shire and after him the parson ran the sexton and the squire I leave it to the reader to imagine that voice in the tiled acoustics of a hollywood bathroom we met a second time in munich where the last unicorn was being dubbed into german most of my memories of that time and of chris lee have to do with books and authors he had known both j r r tolkien and a writer who mattered more to me t h white we had a long ongoing argument in munich about a chapter of the sword in the stone that appears in the english edition of the book but not in the american one he turned out to be right he usually was he never failed to mention the last unicorn as one of his very favorite books and as one of the movies he was most proud of having made indeed he left my whopperjawed as mark twain would have put it when we were being interviewed together on austrian television and he announced oh yes I simply couldn’t resist a chance to play king haggard one more time even in another language after all and he looked straight into the camera it’s the closest they’ll ever let me get to playing king lear the camera swung toward me to catch my stunned reaction and chris looked across the studio at me and winked but my most vivid memory chilling as it remains to this day has to do with the day that I and michael chase walker associate producer of the last unicorn and the one who really got the film made in the first place somehow found our way out to dachau I can’t now recall how we managed it considering that neither one of us spoke german and that you had to take both a subway and a bus to get there from the hotel where the crew were staying but we got there somehow and spent a good half of the day roaming with other tourists around a legendary concentration camp peering blindly into the huge crematoriums but staring with equal horror and fascination at the endless rows of filing cabinets containing every record of every human being who was ever imprisoned starved gassed or simply worked to death in this place michael and I grew quieter and quieter that afternoon until by the time we started back to munich we weren’t speaking at all I think we both felt that we might say anything in words again the first person we met in the hotel lobby was christopher he took one look at us and announced you’ve been to dachau we nodded without answering chris strode toward us looked all the way down from his six foot five inch altitude lowered his voice and inquired still smells doesn’t it with the end of world war ii christopher as a member of the special forces and whose five or six languages included fluent german had been assigned to hunt down and interrogate nazi war crminals and had been present at the liberation of dachau and yes the smell of death had undoubtedly faded somewhat since 1945 but it was still as real as michael and me wandering dazedly between the ovens and the filing system we just didn’t know what it was but christopher did and i’d know it again I never saw him again after munich though we spoke on the telephone a few times on the last occasion when I had called to wish him a happy 90th birthday I remember him assuring me that if by the time you come to make your live action version of your movie I have passed on do not let it concern you I have risen from the dead several times I know how it’s done he worked almost to the last as the real artists of every kind do they work to be working because that’s what they do and they die when they stop I always regarded him as the last of the great 19th century actors that bravura larger than life style went with him no modern rada trained performer would ever attempt it today nor should they it would inevitably come out parody however earnestly meant yet there was always more to christopher lee as an actor than dracula or the mummy or saruman or sherlock holmes for that matter though he was very proud of having played not only both holmes and watson but sherlock’s brother mycroft as well lord summerisle of the original the wicker man probably his favorite of his own movies is most likely closer to chris’s dark benignity than any other role he ever inhabited I believe this because lord summerisle sings a surprising amount in that movie and chris passionately loved singing if there is any such thing as an afterlife or reincarnation I truly hope no believe that christopher lee will return as a wagnerian opera singer if he hadn’t been considered too old in his 30s to be accepted for formal vocal training he might have been in his own eyes at least a happier 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Stephen Stills and Judy Collins, playing beautiful music together

Today's "Summer Song" features a duet by two singers with a personal history that spans the decades. With Anthony Mason we'll listen in:

They'd written songs about each other, but Stephen Stills and Judy Collins had never performed together. Now, five decades after they were lovers, they're finally musical partners.

"You have no idea how much fun it is to be on stage together," Collins said.

"It's hilarious; Ma & Pa Kettle!" laughed Stills.

"No, no, we're still younger than springtime!"

Stephen Stills and Judy Collins.

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Stills, now 73, and Collins, 79, are touring together this summer, after releasing their first album, "Everybody Knows," last fall.

Stills said, "I find her voice thrilling. It's like discovering a unicorn!"

They first met in the late sixties. Stills had just had a big hit with his band Buffalo Springfield.

To hear "For What It's Worth" by Buffalo Springfield, click on the video player below:

For What It's Worth (Remastered Version) by Buffalo Springfield - Topic on YouTube

And Collins had hit the Top 10 with a Joni Mitchell song.

To hear Collins perform "Both Sides Now" from her album "Wildflowers" click on the video player below:

Judy Collins - "Both Sides Now" - Hit Single Version by Rick Lear on YouTube

One night on L.A.'s Sunset Strip, Stills went to see Eric Clapton and Cream playing at the Whisky a Go Go, when he spotted Collins and her producer, David Anderle, in the corner: "They were sitting in the last booth. He said, 'Stephen, this is Judy Collins.' And I said, 'Oh, my God, I've loved everything you've done.' I kissed her hand very chivalrously.'"

The attraction at the beginning, Stills said, was "visceral."

Collins added, "We were meant to be together. I mean, there's no question about that."

Stephen Stills and Judy Collins in the 1960s.

CBS News

It ignited a tumultuous two-year, on-again, off-again affair. "Sometimes I say that the rumors lasted longer than the affair," Collins said. "But the truth was that it was a very important relationship ... well, for me."

"Profound," Stills added.

"And we survived it!" she laughed.

"We were both very fairly headstrong people."

Mason asked, "So, what were the points of conflict?"

"Anything and everything, and nothing," Stills replied.

Collins was recording her next album, "Who Knows Where the Time Goes," and Stills asked to play guitar in the sessions.

After hours, alone in the studio, he cut the first demo of a song he was working on called "Suite: Judy Blue Eyes."

Playing the guitar he'd given Collins on her birthday in 1969, he sang "Suite: Judy Blue Eyes" for her. Collins recalled, "And I said, 'That's so beautiful, but it's not gonna get me back.'"

"That's a pretty compelling case, though, to put forward," Mason said.

"Yeah! No, he always said he did everything he could think of!"

The seven-minute bittersweet valentine to Collins would become a classic breakup song – and in 1969, a hit for the new band Crosby, Stills & Nash:

Suite: Judy Blue Eyes (Remastered Version) by Crosby, Stills & Nash - Topic on YouTube

Tearing yourself away from me now you are free And I am crying. This does not mean I don't love you, I do, that's forever Yes and for always. I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are You make it hard.

Hearing it on the radio, Collins said, "I was blown away by the song. The fact that it was about me was not …"

"After a while you forget that," said Stills.

"But it's pretty cool that it's about me!" she laughed. "It still is pretty cool. To this day."

The years passed, but they stayed in touch, and after a phone call in 1975, Collins wrote the song "Houses," about Stills and all his real estate ("Where the first fortunes went," he laughed):

Stills & Collins - Houses (Lyric Video) by Judy Collins on YouTube

When the winter finds you, you fly to where it's summer Rooms that face the ocean, moonlight on your bed Mermaids swift as dolphins paint the air with diamonds You are like a seagull as you said.

Mason said, "You've both been through a lot."

"We have. We have," said Collins. "Terrible and wonderful."

Collins battled alcoholism in her early years. After coming out of rehab in 1978, she planned to visit Stills in Florida on tour with his band: "And he said, 'Don't come. You'll never stay sober down here.'

"He knew how hard I had struggled with the alcoholism. He knew how miserable I was, how terribly unhappy I was."

"And he didn't want to see it happen again?"

"He wanted to see me get a chance."

That chance came the next week when she had her first date with Louis Nelson. "Timing is everything, isn't it?" Mason said.

"Timing is everything. I mean, that was my magic moment. I always say he was part of the angel group the surrounded me, that helped get me sober."

The singer and the designer have been together for 40 years now.

Mason asked Nelson, "Are you okay with her out on tour with an old flame?"

"I don't mind," he replied. "But sometimes it rubs!"

But he's read his wife's autobiography: "So, I got to the end and turned to Judy and I said, 'Well, I guess I won!'"

Stills has a longtime partner, too: his wife, Kristen.

Stills said, "The secret of it is that we married other people. She's my best friend."

She concurred: "He gets me. And I get him."

On the road, Judy Collins and Stephen Stills have become so comfortable that he suggested maybe they should have skipped all that old romance stuff: "And she just looked at me and said, 'No.'"

No? "Because then he never would have written 'Suite: Judy Blue Eyes,'" she explained.

In the end, performing together has come very easily to them. "Oh yes, it's divine," said Collins.

"Actually, she's the best partner I've ever had," he laughed.

Strange that it took half a century to happen. But who knows where the time goes.

To hear Stephen Collins & Judy Collins perform "Handle With Care," from the album "Everybody Knows," click on the video player below:

Handle with Care by Judy Collins - Topic on YouTube

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Happy Birthday Will!

... also death-day, but let’s focus on the positive.

The words are the first sentence of Shakespeare’s plays (with a few slip ups b/c I only noticed them after I finished and this took forever so I’m not fixing it) in the following order: The Tempest: Boatswain!

Two Gentlemen of Verona: Cease to persuade, my loving Proteus: home-keeping youth have ever homely wits.

Merry Wives of Windsor: Sir Hugh, persuade me not; I will make a star-chamber of it: if he were twenty Sir John Falstaffs, he shall not abuse Robert Shallow, esquire.

Measure from Measure: Escalus.

Comedy of Errors: Proceed, Solinus, to procure my fall and by the doom of death end woes and all.

Much Ado About Nothing: I learned in this letter that Don Peter of Aragon comes this night to Messina.

Love’s Labor’s Lost: Let Fame, that all hunt after in their lives, live register’d upon our brazen tombs and then grace us in disgrace of death; when spite of cormorant devouring time, the endeavour of this present breath may buy that honour which shall bate his scythe’s keen edge and make us heirs of all eternity.

Midsummer Night’s Dream: Now, fair Hippolyta, our nuptial hour draws on apace; four happy days bring in another moon: but, o, methinks how slow this old moon wanes! she lingers my desires, like to a step-dame or a dowager long withering out a young man’s revenue.

Merchant of Venice: In sooth, I know not why I am so sad: it wearies me; you say it wearies you; but how I caught it, found it, or came by it, what stuff ‘tis made of, whereof it is born. I am to learn; and such a want-wit sadness makes of me, that I have much ado to know myself.

As You Like It: As I remember, Adam, it was upon this fashion bequethed me by will but poor a thousand crowns, and, as thou sayest, charged my brother, on his blessing to breed me well: and there begins my sadness.

Taming of the Shrew: I’ll pheeze you, in faith.

All’s Well That Ends Well: In delivering my son from me, I bury a second husband.

Twelfth Night: If music be the food of love, play on; give me excess of it, that surfeiting the appetite may sicken, and so die.

Winter’s Tale: If you shall chance, Carmillo, to visit Bohemia, on the like occasion whereon my services are now on foot, you shall see, as I have said, great difference betwixt our Bohemia and your Sicilia.

Pericles, Prince of Tyre: To sing a song that old was sung, from ashes ancient Gower is come; assuming man’s infirmities, to glad your ear, and please your eyes.

Two Noble Kinsmen: New plays and maidenheads are near akin: much followed both for both much money giv’n, if they stand sound and well.

King John: Now, say, Chatillon, what would Frnace with us?

Richard II: Old John of Gaunt, time-honour'd Lancaster, hast thou, according to thy oath and band, brought hither Henry Hereford thy bold son, here to make good the boisterous late appeal, which then our leisure would not let us hear, against the Duke of Norfolk, Thomas Mowbray?

Henry IV Pt. 1: So shaken as we are, so wan with care, find we a time for frighted peace to pant, and breathe short-winded accents of new broils to be commenced in strands afar remote.

Henry IV Pt. 2: Open your ears; for which of you will stop the vent of hearing when loud Rumour speaks?

Henry V: O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend the brightest heaven of invention, a kingdom for a stage, princes to act and monarchs to behold the swelling scene!

Henry VI Pt. 1: Hung be the heavens with black, yield day to night!

Henry VI Pt. 2: As by your high imperial majesty I had in charge at my depart for France, as procurator to your excellence, to marry Princess Margaret for your grace, so, in the famous ancient city, Tours, in presence of the Kings of France and Sicil, the Dukes of Orleans, Calaber, Bretagne and Alencon, seven earls, twelve barons and twenty reverend bishops, I have perform'd my task and was espoused: and humbly now upon my bended knee, in sight of England and her lordly peers, deliver up my title in the queen to your most gracious hands, that are the substance of that great shadow I did represent; the happiest gift that ever marquess gave, the fairest queen that ever king received.

Henry VI Pt. 3: I wonder how the king escaped our hands.

Richard III: Now is the winter of our discontent made glorious summer by this sun of York; and all the clouds that lour'd upon our house in the deep bosom of the ocean buried.

Henry VIII: I come no more to make you laugh: things now, that bear a weighty and a serious brow, sad, high, and working, full of state and woe, such noble scenes as draw the eye to flow, we now present.

Trolius and Cressida: In Troy, there lies the scene.

Coriolanus: Before we proceed any further, hear me speak.

Titus Andronicus: Noble patricians, patrons of my right, defend the justice of my cause with arms, and, countrymen, my loving followers, plead my successive title with your swords: I am his first-born son, that was the last that wore the imperial diadem of Rome; then let my father's honours live in me, nor wrong mine age with this indignity.

Romeo and Juliet: Two households, both alike in dignity, in fair Verona, where we lay our scene, from ancient grudge break to new mutiny, where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.

Timon of Athens: Good day, sir.

Julius Caesar: Hence! home, you idle creatures get you home: is this a holiday?

Macbeth: When shall we three meet again in thunder, lightning, or in rain?

Hamlet: Who's there?

King Lear: I thought the king had more affected the Duke of Albany than Cornwall.

Othello: Tush! never tell me; I take it much unkindly that thou, Iago, who hast had my purse as if the strings were thine, shouldst know of this.

Antony and Cleopatra: Nay, but this dotage of our general’s o'erflows the measure: those his goodly eyes, that o'er the files and musters of the war have glow'd like plated Mars, now bend, now turn, the office and devotion of their view upon a tawny front: his captain's heart, which in the scuffles of great fights hath burst the buckles on his breast, reneges all temper, and is become the bellows and the fan to cool a gipsy's lust.

Cymbeline:You do not meet a man but frowns: our bloods no more obey the heavens than our courtiers still seem as does the king.

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200 things you can put in my ask 200: My crush’s name is: Lacey😛😍 199: I was born in: 1999 198: I am really: short, tired, sarcastic, idk?? 197: My cellphone company is: verizon 196: My eye color is: blue/grey 195: My shoe size is: 3 in kids, 5 in womens 194: My ring size is: i have no idea, probably small but not too small cause i got far fingers 193: My height is: 5'1 192: I am allergic to: sulfa drugs and grass 191: My 1st car was: dont have one 190: My 1st job was: waitress at a local restaurant  189: Last book you read: King Lear in school but Clockwork Princess for fun 188: My bed is: my favorite and super comfy and my best friend literally comes over just to nap in it 187: My pet: 2 cats, 1 dog 186: My best friend: Andrew, Elizabeth, Abby, Katie, Kristy, Annabelle, Kyle, Hailey, Stevie, Bea 185: My favorite shampoo is: Suave Ocean 184: Xbox or ps3: xbox 183: Piggy banks are: idrc about them?? 182: In my pockets: dont have pockeys rn 181: On my calendar: nothings 180: Marriage is: in my future 179: Spongebob can: idrc cause idc 178: My mom: is my favorite person 177: The last three songs I bought were? Wasted youth by fletcher In too deep by the sweeplings Is there somewhere by halsey 176: Last YouTube video watched: “50 things about me” by Nina Jablonska 175: How many cousins do you have? A shit ton 174: Do you have any siblings? 1 sister and 1 brother that ive never met 173: Are your parents divorced? No and i never see them getting divorced. Theyre honestly the only reason i still believe in love 172: Are you taller than your mom? We’re the same height actually 171: Do you play an instrument? Nope 170: What did you do yesterday? Went to school, studied, talked to Lacey, went to sleep

[ I Believe In ] 169: Love at first sight: i dunno 168: Luck: yes 167: Fate: yes 166: Yourself: lmao no 165: Aliens: yes 164: Heaven: i think 163: Hell: yes 162: God: i believe in something 161: Horoscopes: im not sure 160: Soul mates: yes 159: Ghosts: yes 158: Gay Marriage: duh 157: War: i dont really know 156: Orbs: yes 155: Magic: yes

[ This or That ] 154: Hugs or Kisses: hugs 153: Drunk or High: high 152: Phone or Online: depends 151: Red heads or Black haired: dont care 150: Blondes or Brunettes: dont care 149: Hot or cold: cold 148: Summer or winter: summer 147: Autumn or Spring: autumn 146: Chocolate or vanilla: depends because i love chocolate but it gives me headaches 145: Night or Day: night 144: Oranges or Apples: oranges 143: Curly or Straight hair: honestly dont care 142: McDonalds or Burger King: burger king for burgers, mcdonalds for snack wrap 141: White Chocolate or Milk Chocolate: milk chocolate 140: Mac or PC: PC 139: Flip flops or high heals: depends 138: Ugly and rich OR sweet and poor: sweet and poor 137: Coke or Pepsi: coke 136: Hillary or Obama: OBAMA OBAMA OBAMA OBAMA OBAMA OBAMA  135: Burried or cremated: buried in the cemetery up the road from where i live 134: Singing or Dancing: dancing 133: Coach or Chanel: dont care 132: Kat McPhee or Taylor Hicks: who are they? 131: Small town or Big city: small town 130: Wal-Mart or Target: how bout kohls 129: Ben Stiller or Adam Sandler: adam Sandler 128: Manicure or Pedicure: manicure because im reallllly ticklish on my feet and i end up flinching the whole time 127: East Coast or West Coast: only ever been on the east coast so idrk 126: Your Birthday or Christmas: christmas 125: Chocolate or Flowers: chocolate 124: Disney or Six Flags: disney!!! 123: Yankees or Red Sox: how bout Orioles

[ Here’s What I Think About ] 122: War: i respect the people fighting for our country and for others, but i wish everyone could just stop killing eachother 121: George Bush: gross 120: Gay Marriage: Gaaaaayyyyyy 119: The presidential election: grosser 118: Abortion: no judgement on whether or not someone decides to get one. Personally i dont think i could, but will always vote pro choice 117: MySpace: never had one so idk 116: Reality TV: can be entertaining but usually really dumb 115: Parents: i love them more than anything 114: Back stabbers: fuck you 113: Ebay: sketchy 112: Facebook: people are annoying and i hate that i live in hick central 111: Work: dont have ajob but am trying to get one 110: My Neighbors: since 3 of my best friends are my neighbors, i guess theyre alright 109: Gas Prices: way too fucking high 108: Designer Clothes: dont care about them UNLESS its converse because thats my shit right there 107: College: start it in 5 months :( 106: Sports: love em but suck at em 105: My family: my rock and support, but they piss me off a lot 104: The future: scares the fuck out of me

[ Last time I ] 103: Hugged someone: a few ninutes ago 102: Last time you ate: few hours ago 101: Saw someone I haven’t seen in awhile: about 2-3 weeks ago at the gym 100: Cried in front of someone: a few weeks ago i cried in front of abby because i found out kelsey has a girlfriend 99: Went to a movie theater: two weekends ago and saw Get Out and holy shit its good 98: Took a vacation: 2-3 years ago 97: Swam in a pool: 2 years ago i think 96: Changed a diaper: never 95: Got my nails done: little over a month ago 94: Went to a wedding: last summer 93: Broke a bone: never 92: Got a peircing: last spring 91: Broke the law: never i think? 90: Texted: about 2 seconds ago i texted Lacey

[ MISC ] 89: Who makes you laugh the most: My lunch table 88: Something I will really miss when I leave home is: my cats and my moms hugs 87: The last movie I saw: i saw get out in theaters but watched thunderbirds for the millionth time in art so im a happy camper 86: The thing that I’m looking forward to the most: getting the fuck away from this place and these memories 85: The thing im not looking forward to: graduating, starting college, moving away, leaving my friends, leaving my animals, growing up, the list could go on forever 84: People call me: elizabeth, beth, bethany, lizzy, liz, bethyboo, bethers, bethy, 83: The most difficult thing to do is: move on and let go 82: I have gotten a speeding ticket: nope 81: My zodiac sign is: pisces 80: The first person i talked to today was: lacey or bea idrk 79: First time you had a crush: kindergarten 78: The one person who i can’t hide things from: no one, im pretty good with keeping a good face on 77: Last time someone said something you were thinking: i have no idea 76: Right now I am talking to: Lace💜👑 75: What are you going to do when you grow up: homicide detective or BAU 74: I have/will get a job: soon hopefully 73: Tomorrow: school, test, paint, facetime this beautiful girl, sleep 72: Today: school, test, painted, studied 71: Next Summer: senior weeek🤙🏻 and hopefully just simple hangouts with friends 70: Next Weekend: Stevenson university visit 69: I have these pets: 2 cats (sadie and ziva) and 1 dog (westen oliver) 68: The worst sound in the world: hearing people chew or breathe hard 67: The person that makes me cry the most is: my ex 66: People that make you happy: my friends and parents 65: Last time I cried: last night 64: My friends are: the only reason im alive 63: My computer is: a Windows something 62: My School: sucks 61: My Car: doesnt exist 60: I lose all respect for people who: judge others with no reason and refuse to be nice 59: The movie I cried at was: if I stay and hunger games trilogy 58: Your hair color is: dirty blonde/ light brown 57: TV shows you watch: criminal minds, shameless, the 100, friends, the fosters, lie to me, NCIS, scooby doo 56: Favorite web site: tumblr  55: Your dream vacation: a lake house 54: The worst pain I was ever in was: recovery after my heart surgery and when they had to take out my chest tubes 53: How do you like your steak cooked: medium 52: My room is: messy but my favorite place 51: My favorite celebrity is: jennifer lawrence or ryan Reynolds or josh hucherson or Noel Fisher 50: Where would you like to be: childhood 49: Do you want children: yes 48: Ever been in love: ye 47: Who’s your best friend: the twins, fergs, abby, rat pack, stevie, hailey, bea 46: More guy friends or girl friends: girl friends 45: One thing that makes you feel great is: gaining more flexibility 44: One person that you wish you could see right now: jarred 43: Do you have a 5 year plan: not really 42: Have you made a list of things to do before you die: sorta 41: Have you pre-named your children: yepp. Daesin, Fiona, tegan and ryan 40: Last person I got mad at: my dad 39: I would like to move to: maryland or deleware 38: I wish I was a professional: dancer

[ My Favorites ] 37: Candy: gummy bears and kit kats or smarties 36: Vehicle: jeep Cherokee  35: President: OBAMA 34: State visited: Florida 33: Cellphone provider: dunno 32: Athlete: Misty Copeland 31: Actor: Ryan Reynolds and Noel Fisher 30: Actress: Jennifer Lawrence 29: Singer: Amy Lee 28: Band: Evanescence 27: Clothing store: KOHLS 26: Grocery store: giant 25: TV show: shameless 24: Movie: thunderbirds or chitty chitty bang bang 23: Website: tumblr 22: Animal: monkey 21: Theme park: disney 20: Holiday: halloween 19: Sport to watch: allstar cheerleading or soccer 18: Sport to play: soccer 17: Magazine: dont have one but if i did i guess people? 16: Book: WAYYY too many 15: Day of the week: wednesday 14: Beach: bethany beach 13: Concert attended: evanescence even tho i couldnt see shit 12: Thing to cook: grilled cheese 11: Food: cheeseburger 10: Restaurant: green turtle 9: Radio station: 106.5 8: Yankee candle scent: i dunno 7: Perfume: hollister or ed hardy 6: Flower: rose 5: Color: purple 4: Talk show host: my girl ellen 3: Comedian: john Maloney, kevin heart, illiza shelshinger  2: Dog breed: golden retriever  1: Did you answer all these truthfully? Yeppers

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