I watched Prometheus with my husband, and I liked it a lot. True, there were a lot of questions left unanswered, but that was one of the highlights for me. I happen to like plots that remain cryptic at the end because it allows me to discuss and debate as well as to play around with puzzle pieces.
If you’ve seen the movie and are also scratching your head about things, here’s a great place to geek out over Prometheus. The discussion happening over at Cinema Blend is so much fun – lots of theories being tossed around, and it can get pretty darned confusing after a while. Still, though, lots of stuff to sink your teeth into.
NOTE: MAJOR SPOILER WARNINGS! If you haven’t seen the film and want to, don’t bother checking the link till after you watch it.
No, I haven’t looked at every comment posted, but the article’s discussion of the opening scene and of David’s poisoning Holloway echo my theories.
Today I realized that my subscription to Wil Wheaton’s blog has disappeared, and I blame Google Reader. Or something. So I resubscribed and just reveled in utter geekery as I caught up with Wheaton’s blog posts. His corner of the ‘net is one that I’ve shadowed for a long, long time now, and it’s always been something like comfort reading for me. Not because he’s a celebrity and I’m a fangirl, but because I love his voice and his posts’ randomness. It’s so far removed from what I’m used to reading from all of the writing and publishing blogs I subscribe to.
If anything, it’s almost inspirational to me, who’s constantly worrying about what to post and stuff. I’ve been buffeted from all sides about how writers should use their blogs as marketing tools, and I’m up to my ears in well-meaning advice, all of which really falls short of what I’d like my blog to be.
When I grow up, I want to blog like Wil Wheaton.
If you’ve been following my blog for a while now, you know how much I worship Baroque music, and I just discovered a pretty cool arrangement of one of my favorite keyboard pieces, which is Bach’s Italian Concerto.
I’m so used to hearing that performed on either a piano or a harpsichord, so this was a really nice deviation from the same old, same old. And as a bonus, it helped me put together an upcoming project, which is another short story anthology. This time I’ve got a more solid theme to unite the stories, which will be novelettes. I reckon about five stories will comprise the anthology, and like before, they’ll first be released in e-book format, with the print collection coming out after the last story.
Of course, I’m jumping way ahead of myself here since I still have to actually write the first story (not to mention sell it to Queerteen Press), but at the very least, I’ve got a new, concrete goal to shoot for. I even have a title, which is a shocker: The Book of Lost Princes. The use of “princes” isn’t literal.