Before I get into what this post in actually titled. I just wanted to clue you in on some things. I have been vlogging as mentioned, but I haven’t edited anything yet,(things have been busy and this holiday season has me exhausted.) So the vlogs will be up at a later date. I have more footage than I thought-initially I planned to just do one massive vlog, but at this rate-it would end up being really long-so I’m probably going to have to break them into smaller vlogs.
Also today I did a lot of ground work for the writing of my newest short story series; Welcome Home. Good stuff coming your way…and I will be posting a new chapter soon.
It’s a beautiful thing when it just comes naturally isn’t it. When that light sparks and a fire is ignited inside you and your fingers can’t type as fast as your mind is going.
It’s such a rush and that’s when you feel like you are doing what you were always meant to do.
But, sadly it isn’t always that easy. In fact more than likely it’s a difficult task to handle on the regular.
I’ve always been creative. Even as a kid, I was always pretending and playing.
And I have always said that if I had a job that I really loved, it wouldn’t feel like work to me.
But you know what -being creative is work. It is some of the hardest work you can do.
It is mentally and emotionally exhausting. So much of your heart is displayed to the world for other people to comment on and critique.
And when the inspiration and the ideas stop, the failure you feel is much more personal and internal, than if you just failed at a regular job related task.
So what do we do when we lack inspiration? When our lights go dim?
Do we give up?
Are we supposed to just accept this fate.
This momentary lack of inspiration.. is it going to be forever?
There are so many creative people in this world, who have missed their calling.
Or who have moved on from their creative talents, because it wasn’t the sensible or “adult” thing to do. Because life pushed them into a corner and they needed to stray away to make ends meet.
It’s no secret that the creative souls struggle. We put ourselves in unhappy circumstances sometimes. We let our creative souls suffer. We sit behind a desk, we turn into daily robots, and crunch numbers.
It’s no place for a creative soul.
I see emotion in things. Love.
I see colors. I see patterns.
I’m trained to analyze and to dig deeper.
What is the meaning behind it all?
So much beauty comes from art, film, music, photography, writing.
These things we treasure, these things we used to escape our stresses.
These enjoyments.
Yet these are the people who struggle most to make a living.
The cost of life is higher than ever, and gone is the artistic feel at times.
It’s all about the benjamins.
I understand money is important.
Do it for the green.
But if something isn’t right and you feel it in your soul, you are doing it wrong.
It’s time to find that passion you once knew.
Weather it’s painting a blank canvas. Or writing that book you always wanted to write.
Stay in the crummy job, stick it out.
But only long enough until you find some place else to turn to, a job that feeds your creativity.
Because we can’t let the arts die.
I work with kids and I can see how it’s changed.
It’s all academic.
You ask a math question. A million hands go up.
You ask them to talk about their likes, their interests, they freeze.
It’s uncool to be creative, since when?
It fills me with such joy, when I see a child express their creativity, when they are proud of a product they’ve created.
That’s what being a kid, is all about.
It’s that piece of child that should stay within us always.
Allowing anything less, is stealing childhood moments from them, they can’t get back.
So what do we do here?
When we start to notice that artists get the short end of the stick?
So many artists have back up plans-in case.
Why can’t being an artist be the goal, the attainable goal?
This itch to create, to move onto more…to keep going-to climb out of our rut.
Those are the real signs.
They are the pushes.
It’s so easy to get comfortable in life, to feel safe.
To settle.
But when you think about that, is that really living?
Gilmore Girls is a show that I have always had a special place in my heart for. I loved their fast talking, coffee loving, and their silly anecdotes. But most of all- the love stories.
Dean? Jess? Logan?
The ever begging question.
I have a love for each guy, but #TEAMJESS forever and always.
And then there’s the constant on and off of the Luke and Lorelai saga.
Will they? Won’t they? Will Christopher come between them?
Damn I did love Christopher though.
The circular story never ends. Or does it?
So you can only imagine that from the minute Netflix announced the Gilmore Girls Revival, I was losing my mind thinking about the epic viewing party I wanted to throw for all my Gilmore loving girls.
Needless to say time and life gets away from us a bit and I found myself searching for a free time to host just that.
I couldn’t let too much time pass without watching, because well…#Internet #Spoilers
So I was in the process of planning a bit and I actually ended up having an impromptu viewing. I scrambled a bit, but I think I did pretty good.
Let me know what you think, my fellow Gilmore fans…
We all know Lorelai has a special relationship with snow, so I paired our beloved Stars Hollow welcome sign (that I found online and printed out) with some sparkly blue and silver snowflakes and hung them on my door.
“I smell snow.”
The focal point of every kitchen is the table and here is where the party is at. I made these two little banners, that spell out the first few lines of the theme song. A theme song that I have grown to love so much. Every time I hear it I have to sing along and it brings me such joy. Accompanying those banners are a few of my favorite Gilmore girl quotes.
All of these are from one of my very favorite food centric episodes, the thanksgiving episode- A Deep Fried Korean Thanksgiving.
On the table are some things that just remind us of the fond memories, we’ve shared with our Gilmores.
We all know how much our girls love food, and how they would have the most epic movie nights with sweet treats and pizza or Chinese food, or both.
So I pulled some inspiration-candy, pop tarts, popcorn & pizza.
I put the candy and popcorn into little Chinese food containers and found an Al’s pancake world logo online. Al’s was a staple for the girls, they would order their Chinese food from there all the time. #WeirdIKnow
In one corner of the table, I set up a little ode to Lane’s band- Hep Alien. Lane was such a great friend to Rory and she was such a funky, interesting part of the show…and she loved music just like I do! So I pulled some images together to create a band flyer and set some of my favorite CDs out next to it-calling it- Lane Kim’s Kickass Music Collection.
I also found the Yale Daily News logo online and taped that to a local newspaper and set that on the edge of the table to represent Rory’s college years.
I also printed out the school flag and a Richard Gilmore memorial. I added the words “Pillar of Strength” because that’s how Rory describes her grandparents in her speech as Valedictorian at her Chilton graduation, she calls them her Twin Pillars.
Next up we have some movies that we’ve heard the girls speak fondly about- Breakfast at Tiffany’s and Casablanca.
While behind them you see an ode to one of my most favorite characters-Sookie the chef of the beloved Dragon Fly Inn.
In the center is a map of Stars Hollow that I found online, I loved it because it shows all the quirky places we’ve grown to love in this small town. Like Doose’s Market, and Gypsy’s.
Now moving away from the table…I couldn’t host a Gilmore Girls Viewing without a coffee station at Luke’s Diner…could I? I just gathered some mugs and made some coffee, and posted some coffee inspired Lorelai quotes and a Luke’s sign…and Viola! It’s a Gilmore Girls Party! Shhh don’t tell them it was decaf. 😉
And last but not least….
We had to.
And Flannels for Luke.
United Front. #TeamJess
So there you have it…my Gilmore Girls: A Year in the Life- Viewing Party
Gilmore Girls is such a special show. So full of heart and friendly memories. I knew I couldn’t watch it without my best friends.
Ok and now OPINION TIME-SPOILERS AHEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Did you really think I wasn’t going to comment on what I thought… 😉
I freaked out a bit. It was like living in an alternate universe. I was so excited to see them on my screen again. Our favorite girls. Talking in perfectly crafted circles.
It was weird. Everyone being older and slightly out of character at first, but I enjoyed it so much. I was hooked, I had to keep watching. Yes, I binged. I had little control. I loved how the town came back to life. I loved how we saw EVERYONE-each of Rory’s exes, Gypsy, Kirk, Christopher, Lane, Hemp Alien, Mrs. Kim, Babette, Taylor, Miss Patty, Sookie, Jackson, Michele, Paris, Doyle, Francine, Head Master Charleston, “Tristan” (Um where’s Chad Michael Murray these days?) Colin, Finn, Steve, Luke’s daughter April- the list is endless.
I loved the 4 mini movie, set in each season. That was such a beautiful concept. I loved that Rory and Lorelai are still close. I loved that Luke and Lorelai are still going strong. I loved how they handled Richard’s death. Emily was a force to be reckoned with, a powerhouse. I loved that she got drunk and told off those DAR snobs. #BULLSHIT
Thank you Netflix, for allowing Emily Gilmore to say the word Bullshit several times.
I loved that Lorelai still wore the funkiest clothing and that Luke and Lorelai finally got married.
I loved every single Jess moment. I love that he always happens to be the only guy who really knows where Rory’s heart lies. I love how he is the one to tell her to write a book-about her relationship with her mom. I love that he’s still pining for her….you saw that look….did you see that longing stare???? So damn good.
I love Rory’s good bye moment with Dean. I truly love what she said. Because he deserves so much. He really does. He was so good to her. Always. And although I have always been a Jess supporter I really can say something nice about any of the three guys. Rory got lucky.
Logan is sexy as hell in this revival. I always thought he was charming, in that rich guy riding on a big white horse kinda way. You can see how much he really does love her, he’s always there to save her. And he’s always there to be her shoulder and her friend. And he stills calls her Ace…..I died.
Needless to say…still Team Jess.
What I found slightly odd was Rory’s nomadic existence. No permanent housing address. Sleeping and sneaking around with Logan even though he’s engaged to another woman. Didn’t he ask you to marry him and you said…oh that’s right you said no! Keeping things from her mom. Bouncing around from job to job. She seems lost and she’s already in her 30’s.
On the one hand I thought that she was kind of unlikeable. I didn’t get it. I was very confused. I felt like it was severely out of character for someone like Rory. She had seemed like she had become this horrible person, who didn’t care about people. And Rory Gilmore always cared about people.
So imagine my surprise. And the whole time, I just kept saying this girl is pregnant. Although….I didn’t think they’d actually go there.
Lorelai seemed a little lost too. Her relationship with Luke seemed stagnant and the Dragon Fly was kind of at it’s peek-Sookie had left, and now Michele was next. She lost her dad and her mother was losing herself. So many uncertainties. Then she decided to see if Luke would like to start over and have a baby. Holy Jeez! Her/His sibling would be 32! Like what? It becomes so much that Lorelai decides to go on a hiking trip. That’s right she tries to rough it. Our Lorelai on a HIKING TRIP. Oh man shit got real.
So many weird things happened in the revival that made me question whether or not it was going to satisfy my expectations. Gilmore Girls has such a legacy. Was this the show I always knew and loved?
But after I thought about it, I realized all of this…everything makes sense. Rory and Lorelai have always been spiritually linked. So as Rory hits a point in her life of uncertainty so does her mom. Age doesn’t matter here. It’s life. We all struggle, we all question our next move, we all feel the burden. Lorelai had always been a free quirky spirit so it makes sense. Rory had been trying to be perfect for so long that it was bound to catch up with her. And if you remember correctly there was that whole rebel Rory phase-Quitting Yale, Sleeping with Dean while he was separated/not separated from his wife. So yea, she’s had this inner vixen in her. I don’t think we should hate on her that much. Because in the end….the real Rory Gilmore eventually does stand up.
Now lets talk about those last four words….oh my damn…..
“Mom?”
“Yea?”
“I’m pregnant.”
Rory confessions to her mother just before the credits pop up and the screen goes black and Netflix suggests a new show for me to watch. #StrangerThings #HeyHowAreYa
Holy crap. Did they really just go there.
Sure it was expected. Sure I called it within the first few minutes. But somehow I was still so shocked.
Who’s baby is it?
Logan’s. It has to be Logan’s right? Or is it One Night Stand Wookie’s?
Or in some miraculous way she and Jess had a few go’s and it’s his? #ThatLongingStare
In my opinion it looks like Logan’s. It makes sense. It’s full circle. Just like Lorelai says to Emily during one of their massive fights.
Lorelai and Rory are kindred spirits.
No matter how different they may appear at times, and how reserved you may think Rory is, she is Lorelai’s daughter and she has spunk.
Lorelai had her Christopher and her Luke.
Rory now has her Logan and her Jess.
Logan is Rory’s Christopher, the wealthy guy that can breeze in at a moment’s notice and take her on adventures and save her financially. He knows her, and is there for her always.
Jess in Rory’s Luke, the hometown vagabond that was thought of as not good enough and who has been pining over her for years. He knows her in a way no one else really does, and he loves her so much. Not to mention he’s Luke’s nephew and he’s already part of the family. #NoItsNotIncest
Some people may argue this whole theory but that’s how I see it.
And as Amy Sherman Palladio has said in interviews, this is how she always envisioned the series ending. With Rory telling her mother she was pregnant.
There could be a fight made saying that we don’t need to see what’s going to happen, because we’ve already seen it play out with Luke and Lorelai. Rory will be pregnant with Logan’s baby, but will end up with Jess who will eventually help raise her child-who I can’t help seeing not being a girl. It has to be a girl.
However, I’m sorry I don’t buy that shit, the way that revival went down, the crazy twists and turns, that baby could be anyone’s. In fact there is a crazy theory that Rory is acting as Lorelai’s surrogate, so that she can have a baby with Luke. HOW CRAZY WOULD THAT BE!!!! Needless to say I am not down with this being the ending for good.
I think I need to see more. There has to be more. The story is not over. No matter how parallel Rory and Lorelai’s experiences may be, I still think they are individuals and they handle things differently. That “History repeats itself” crap can keep moving right along, because there’s more story there. If Rory has Logan’s baby but ends up with Jess, I want to see that. I want to see it all. So can we get a Season 2. Because I think we need one. There’s far too much to still tell. And maybe next time….bring back my theme song….I missed it!
If you haven’t watched Gilmore Girls: A Year in the Life. It’s first season is streaming now on Netflix…
Hey guys, it’s that time again…I’ve been toying around with this first bit of a new short story series for a while. I like how it’s shaping up. This new story series will probably send us into the new year, and long after. #AlwaysRambling. I hope you will join in and read along!
Meet Melanie…
Melanie stares at her reflection in an airport bathroom. Her crystal blue eyes stare back at her.
She fluffs her hair and reaches into her purse for her lip gloss, as she applies some of her favorite very berry with just a hint of pink, and is instantly hit with a feeling of déjà vu.
Time freezes and she thinks of him. As she often does.
There she stands in front of her vanity applying her lipstick as she feels him watching her from the doorway of their bedroom.
Turning with a smile, she says, “What are you looking at?”
He smirks, “Everything,” he says casually leaning against the wooden door molding.
“Yea? And…do you like what you see?” she says showing off her outfit.
He smiles and walks over to her, taking her hand he spins her around, as his eyes glance over her full ensemble.
“You. Look. Sexy as hell,” he smiles pulling her to him and kissing her.
She smiles against his lips as she cups his face, her diamond ring sparkling as it sits on her left hand.
Melanie is brought back to reality as a stranger sets off the hand dryer nearby.
She shakes off the memory as she looks at her now empty ring finger.
She looks at herself in the mirror once more.
You can do this, she thinks to herself.
Melanie wipes a tear from her eye, as her cell phone begins to ring.
Grabbing her plaid suitcase and purse, she strolls into the airport lobby, answering her phone.
“Hey mom.”
“Sweetheart! Did you land yet?”
“Yes. Just now actually, I am just about to head out and grab a cab.”
“Oh honey I’m so sorry we couldn’t meet you, there’s just so much prep to do, we have the whole family coming early tomorrow morning.”
“Mom it’s really ok. I understand. It’s no big deal. I will see you soon.”
“Ok honey! Oh I am so excited to see you!”
“Me too. Love you, see you in a bit,” Melanie says with a smile.
“Love you, bye.”
Melanie hangs up and heads toward the exit. Stepping toward the end of the curb, she raises her hand to hail a cab. The fall chill nipping at her nose.
“Thank you,” Melanie says to her cab driver as he unloads her suitcase for her.
She looks up at her childhood home, and instantly her heart is full.
She smiles at the festive decorations of hay stacks, pumpkins, scarecrows and twinkling lanterns that line the pathway to the door which is dressed in a sunflower wreath. Orange, yellow, red and green flood her eyes as she blinks to feel more grounded.
It’s been a while.
She reaches for the door knob, the cold gold feeling strange yet familiar at the same time. And turning it, she peers in. Her nostrils instantly flooded with her mom’s famous sweet potato pie and cranberry stuffing.
“Hello?”She says wheeling her suitcase in as her low heeled booties click and clack over the hard cherry wood floor.
She hears some clinking and banging in the kitchen and then is met by her mother’s streaks and open arms.
“Melanie!!!! Oh my word. You look fantastic,” she says hugging her daughter tightly.
“Hey Mom,” she says smiling.
“Is that my Mel belle that just walked in?” her dad says walking in the front door in his work clothes and rushing to hug her too.
Melanie smiles as she hugs her parents.
“It’s good to be home,” she says finally feeling an inner peace.
“Mom can I help you with anything?” she asks as she settles in on a chair at the island across from where her mother works on mixing up some cornbread batter.
“You could get started on the sticky buns?” she says with a smile.
Melanie smiles back with wide eyes.
“Sure,” she says standing and heading to the fridge.
“You remember how to make them?” her mom says peering over the edges of her red rimmed eyeglasses.
“You put them in the oven, let them rise, add some honey and brown sugar and then get to starting on the glaze.”
“And…” her mom says with a questioning smile.
“Add a little extra cinnamon for a lot of extra love, How could I ever forget?” she says as her mom smiles at her.
Melanie sits in front of the fireplace. Her eyes glazing over as she watches the flames flicker away.
An image flashes in her mind of him. Them. On that very same couch. He leans over.
“So…are we actually alone in this big old house?”
“I think so,” she says looking over at him her eyes smiling with a sparkle.
He smirks, and leans over to her, kissing her. As he leans into her, the kisses intensify as he switches them to a laying down position, him above her gazing down into her eyes.
“Promise me something?” he says tucking her hair behind her ear.
“Anything,” She says gazing back her hands wrapped around his waist.
“Promise you’ll never leave me.”
“Never,” she says reaching up and cupping his neck, pulling him into a kiss.
“Good, because I don’t think I can handle that.”
She smiles, her heart bursting as they kiss into the night, their clothes disguarded piece by piece.
Melanie looks around her living room, it’s emptier now.
She shifts uncomfortably in her seat.
She sighs, her heart heavy.
You can do this, she thinks.
Her eyes begin to well up.
“Honey?”
Melanie looks up to find her mother looking at her with concern.
“Melanie, what’s wrong? Or do I even have to ask?”
Melanie smiles simply as she brushes a single tear off her cheek with her cream colored oversized sweater sleeve.
“If we’re going to do this…I’m going to need a little liquid courage.”
“I have some Thanksgiving Day punch, shall we sneak a little in tonight?”
“So…have you seen him?” Melanie asks looking over the brim of her glass as she throws back a giant gulp of Thanksgiving Day punch.
“I have,” her mother says carefully, calmly.
“How is he?” Melanie inquires caught between wanting to know and not wanting to know but having to ask anyway no matter what the truth may be.
“He seems good.”
“Good. I’m glad. I want him to be good.”
“He asked about you.”
Melanie sighs looking away.
“Did you tell him I was coming home for the holidays?”
“Did you want me to?”
“No. I mean I don’t know. Town like ours, I’m sure I’m bound to run into him anyway so…”
“He knows. He guessed.”
“Ah,” she says her eyebrows raising.
“He always had a way of knowing you better than anybody…”
“Except you.” She says smiling at her mom.
“Well yes, mother knows best.” She smiles.
“I know I see him every few years. You’d think it’d get easier. But it hasn’t, it just gets harder. I don’t know what to say, or what to do. He deserves so much better than I could ever give him.”
“Honey, I don’t think there is any resentment there. Not anymore. Time does heal.”
“Not all wounds.”
“Maybe not yours. But he seems very much ok. Moved on even.”
Melanie ponders, her eyes watering, and her mind racing as she looks back at the fire, the flames crackling and glistening in the night. She takes another sip of her punch as she stares off into space.
Her mother watching on with a sad heart.
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Who’s this mystery man, that lurks through Melanie’s thoughts?
I know it’s been a minute. I am sorry. Every time I attempt to work on a post or even think about working on one, I would get discouraged or sidetracked. Holiday season, work, amongst personal changes have sort of taken over. It’s a mixture of an artistic slump and a life slump. But if you follow me, you do know that this blog means alot to me, and I always come back no matter how long I’ve been away. Because in my heart…I’m a writer and I am always writing a story in my head. So I’m going to hit you with a little emotional rant of sorts.
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Change.
Why is it that word scares us so?
What about it instills that fear in us?
Unfamiliarity.
Insecurity.
Loss of control.
Why is it that anytime you get comfortable in your day to day…life has a way of just throwing a pie right in your face?
I love pie, but not change. (lol)
The intelligent, rational side of me understands that change is part of the natural progression of life.
It’s not only predetermined to happen, it has to.
What’s that saying?
You can’t look backward, only forward.
It feels like you blink and you miss it.
I have no idea how time escaped me.
I feel like I’ve always said…when I grow up I want to do this and be that and live here…
And yet then I woke up and realized I’m 25 and still trying to get my life together.
But then there’s this…
I think what gets me most is when it all happens at once.
All the change hits you and your not as ready as you thought you were.
I’ve always been a- dance to the beat of my own drum kid.
I never liked to do things just to do them.
They needed to be backed by an emotion or a need.
My heart had to sit with it, for a while, before a decision was made.
And I am still that way.
Risk taker isn’t a word I’d use to describe myself.
However, as part of my discovery into myself and my self growth, I’ve learned that risk taking is how you get places.
And so I’ve been practicing just that.
That realization.
That’s when I want to run…far…away…away from everyone and everything and just be.
Be safe and in my comfort zone.
Last year I felt really inspired and worked on alot of self-growth.
This year- felt a little less inspiring.
Not in the sense that I wasn’t happy, or enjoying life.
Just in the sense that life just kind of flew by.
I guess it’s not so bad that I’m busy.
I struggled for so long to find work, that I am very happy and humbled to be employed and actually enjoying what I do, even if it’s not a lifelong career, I am learning about myself and what I am capable of.
But as the year ends and the New Year will soon be rolling in, we are conditioned to reflect on our lives over the past year.
And mine, I gotta say is kind of a blur.
Good, happy, exciting things happened, and are still happening, but I find myself a little stuck.
I feel like I’m just going through the motions each day.
There’s a routine and I’m ok with it, but now my thoughts of the future and where I’m going next are stirring up again.
Work, school, relationships with my loved ones.
Where do I want to be? What do I want to do? Who do I want to be?
I have so much I still want to work on.
How do I achieve my true happiness?
I don’t think that’s a definitive destination.
I think happiness is ever changing.
There’s that word again.
There are always going to be two sides to every coin.
Good days and bad days.
We aren’t always going to be smiling.
Sometimes we’ll cry and sometimes we’ll feel the weight of those tears in our souls.
And sometimes we take that as a sign that we are broken.
Who ever said that crying was a sign of weakness?
Shame of you.
I see your bottled up feelings, and I raise you a pack of Kleenex.
I’ve cried in front of rooms full of people, and still lived to tell the story.
Who’s tough?
There are things that I thought I would have accomplished by now in my life.
There are places I thought I’d be by now.
25 isn’t exactly the youngest number.
And it isn’t exactly all it’s cracked up to be.
I don’t know maybe it’s just the time of year that stirs up all of this.
Or maybe it’s something to think about and really figure out.
I know I will always keep striving and going, it’s just that change scares me so much.
Add anxiety, stress and certain insecurities to that and it can be crippling.
Sometimes I just wish I could go back and ask for a re-d0.
Maybe I would have done a few things differently.
But then again, I do think that this is my journey.
It’s unlike anyone else’s and it may not be perfect-
but it was meant to be mine, and no matter how scary and painful the struggles I’ve dealt with may have been, I found a way to overcome them.
And although a work in progress-
I am so much stronger because of them.
If I’ve learned anything from where I’ve been, it’s that I was born to be a success story.
We’ve come to an end on my RIOT, as my anger is starting to slow down a bit and now I am just simply sad. I won’t say that I’m over the loss of two of our favorite characters, but I’ve said all I can say. It’s time to try to move on.
But being that I feel like Abraham’s death was a bit overshadowed, I thought why not shine a light on some of his best one liners. Michael Cudlitz is one hell of an actor, and he was the perfect soldier.
My Fav Abraham-isms!
“Son of a dick.”
“I don’t give a monkey’s left nut.”
“We don’t give two short and curly’s what it looks like.”
“Maybe I’ll let you shave me down all over-Dolphin smooth.”
“I am fit as a damn fiddle.”
“I am stressed and depressed to see that ride die.”
“It’s plain as potatoes to me now.”
“There is no damned corner in this damned earth that has not been dicked hard beyond all damned recognition.”
*His laugh @ 5:20 is epic! He craps me up!*
“You got a shit storm behind door A and a storm of shit behind door B.”
“Who’s Deanna?”
“Mother Dick.”
“Pull the cobwebs outta your ass and move!”
“There’s a vast ocean of shit, that you people don’t know shit about, Rick knows every fine grain of said shit and then some.”
“Cuz loose ends make my ass itch.”
“A man can tell.” *The Sasha saga begins…
“Can you get the gate, appreciate it pal.”
“When you were pouring the Bisquick, where you trying to make pancakes?”
“How long you think Rick and Michonne have been uggin bumpleys?”
“Why are dingleberries brown? It’s just the way shit is.”
“That my friend is some damn fine, Ginuwine, outside the box thinking!”
“You’d have better luck picking up a turd by it’s clean end.”
“What the bitch?!?”
“Bitch Nuts.”
“It indicates, we are neck deep up shit creek with our mouths wide open.”
And his last scene as Negan looks him in the eye, Abraham bulks up- no fear and as the bat strikes him once, then twice, in between his last breaths he gives us one last stellar zinger.
“Suck. my. nuts.”
RIP Abraham– from the beginning you made us like you, with your soldier trained brain and your tell it like it is -no bullshit dialogue. Most of my laughs while watching the show, have belonged to you. You fought until the very end and we are proud to call you family. I’ll miss you more than you’ll know and more than I thought. Thank you for the laughs and thank you for keeping Glenn company from your first day until both of your last days.
Also I didn’t notice this, until I saw it pointed out, but OMG that Sasha peace sign shout-out, beautifully heartbreaking. I was really starting to like these two and now we’ll never get to see what could have happened with them, or what would have happened with the Rosita/Abraham/Sasha triangle. There was more story to tell there, for sure. :*( I guess The Walking Deadis content with destroying love and relationships.
Today is the day…The Walking Dead ‘s new episode is on and I don’t know if I’ll be watching live. Part of me wants to, but part of me wants to tell the producers to suck it. Lol. I will see how I feel tonight and see what my family thinks. Regardless of what I choose this Sunday, I am sure this is not the last you will hear from me when concerning The Walking Dead.If nothing else, I’ll be there to support my Maggie girl.
One last final farewell to two fan favorites…#RIP Loves ❤
Stay Glenn my friends, until next time.
*I do not take credit for any videos, gifs, or photos used.*
“Hey , hey you in the tank…dumbass, you cozy in there?” -Meet Glenn (this scene makes me want to cry now)
Fast car, fast race.
Chair kill.- #BADASS
Glenn takes his Governor frustrations out on a walker & bitches out Rick for what happened to Maggie.
-This storyline was so interesting to me, it showed a side to Glenn that we’ve scene, but this was an elevated level. Glenn is protective of Maggie, and when he saw her barely clothed and with the Governor, knowing if he tried to save her, they’d both end up dead, he and Maggie end up going through some seriously deep stuff. You really see Glenn’s love and protection for Maggie throughout that storyline.
Aiden knock out.
Nicholas knock out.
“My blood my family is standing right here.” (@0:45)
Best Glenn & Maggie Moments
***These fan videos are gorgeous and have a lot of great Gleggie/Glaggie moments.
First time- thisis such a brilliant scene, and it’s so sweet and funny.
Clock watch (@4:00) “I love you.” (@6:46)-I love how Glenn realizes the importance of Hershel passing down the watch to him, you can see the tears in his eyes. -I love how he tells her he loves her and how he says “it’s been true for a long time.” And then how he tells Maggie to stop the car and let him drive because he can see how in shock she is. #Gentleman.
Barn full of walkers gun down– “Maggie?” I adore this moment, because it’s as if he’s asking permission, he is hesitant, and doesn’t want to hurt her.
Photograph-This will always be one of my most favorite moments. I love how simple, and normal it is. And I LOVE how she kisses his hand before he leaves.
Green balloons– I love this scene so much because you can just see how deep their connection is, she was waiting for a sign and he knew to send one.
Shower Scene–I love this scene because it’s a sweet moment between a lovingcouple and then you see it kind of take on a more serious tone when Glenn notices Maggie’s bruises feeling the urgency to comfort her. It’s beautiful.
Baby Glaggie/Gleggie– I can’t. I just can’t.
***There are so many amazing Glenn/Glenn & Maggie moments over the course of the last 6 seasons. Glenn was so full of heart and his relationship with Maggie was one of my favorite parts of the show. I’m a sucker for a good romance story and the fact that the two of them managed to find and fall in love even in this kind of world, was just so beautiful. When Maggie was introduced, I realized that they would be my romantic fix for the show. It saddens me that they will never get to start their family and live a happy life. I know there are many scenes I probably didn’t feature, so feel free to share your favorites below, I’d love to hear them! Just know every minute of their story is amazing and we appreciate the heart and realism Lauren Cohan (Maggie) and Steven Yeun (Glenn) put into their characters. Gleggie/Glaggie Forever.
****LETTERS OF LOVE & FRUSTRATION-The Walking Dead Edition****
Dear Glenn,
You were a leader, a loyal man of honor. You took whatever came your way and handled your business like a boss, but with an odd heir of grace in a rather grace-less world. You were our heart, our family. And the thought that you will never crack a joke, kiss Maggie, or meet your baby, well it just breaks my heart to pieces.
Glenn- from your first words, “Hey Dumbass” to your last “Maggie…I’ll find you.”- I have never not loved you, believed in you, or trusted you. Unfortunately you were the heart and moral compass of the show that got taken away from us this season and in the very first episode of the season, none the less. You will be greatly missed, there aren’t words to explain just how much. Maggie will never be the same without you, and The Walking Dead will never be the same without you.
You truly were one of my favorites and this to date (and forever) will be one of the most felt Walking Dead deaths ever. I think you deserved better, I think you had more story to tell. I think you would have made an amazing dad. Forever and always, your loyalty, heart, fearlessness, bravery, friendship, love and kindness, will be with us. We love you, we’ll miss you, and….we’ll find you. This isn’t goodbye it’s see you later.
RIP GLENN Love you, forever. ❤ #Family
Dear Steven Yeun,
I hope you know how much we love you. How deeply your portrayal of Glenn as impacted millions of us. I already miss seeing you on my tv screen every Sunday night. And I wish you the best of luck on future projects. Can’t wait to follow your career. But to me, you’ll always be my Glenn.
Dear Abraham,
Thank you for rocking the trendiest mustache ever, for being a sassy ginger, for having the best southern accent, and for- my favorite of all- thank you for the countless hysterical zingers. You brought a little laughter to a very dark world, and we will miss your leadership, and your safe soul.
Dear Michael Cudlitz,
Thank you for being your bad-ass self and for honoring your fans to the very end of your Abraham journey. The next show or film to get you, is very lucky. I’ll be watching for you. 😀
Dear Maggie/Lauren Cohan,
You got this. We got you. Hand in hand we walk.
Dear Scott Gimple and Robert Kirkman,
A little something comes to mind…oh yea that’s right…
Dear Daryl,
I love you, I love your southern slang & twang, your ability to own any situation, your worldly training and variety of skills, your fashion sense ;), your tough guy exterior and most of all your big ole heart of gold. The guilt of causing Glenn’s death will probably get you killed this season, but I hope you kick some serious ass before you go. (Please don’t go!)
Here are some images from my Walking Dead Season 7 premiere party…you know before my heart was ripped out of my chest.
This table scape is also perfect for Halloween!
This is a chocolate two layered cake with butter cream frosting and crushed Oreos in the center, surrounded by crumbled Oreos again and gummy worms, topped with a raspberry/jello/cool whip concoction as the “brain.” It looks kinda like a heart. #SorryNotSorry Lol.
I used red “fruit punch” flavored Gatorade for the Walker Blood and Lollipops for the Walker Claws. (my brother found them at the dollar tree they are originally called zombie fingers!)
Death Predictions :*/
Seconds before watching the premiere…
DISCLAIMER:
I’m going to be posting quite a few things about The Walking Dead this weekend, my usually scheduled Monday post, was a no go. It was just too soon for me to fully write up and process all that I had to say. I tried, but it wasn’t ready. I will fill out the rest of this week with new posts. I need to get them all written and ready and then I will post accordingly. I need to get it all out, by week’s end, because then I can hopefully start to heal and move on. This is my venting. I hope you understand, fan to fan. 😀 If you aren’t a Walking Dead fan or you disagree with my thoughts, come back soon for a different vibe. Right now this is my RIOT time. xoxo
*I do not take credit for any images/gifs used is the first portion of the post.*
I’ve been avoiding finishing writing this all week. Partly because I can already tell it’s going to be a tall order/one of those really long ranty posts and partly because I just don’t know how to start this. It’s not that I don’t have anything to say, I have a whole hell of a lot to say. But I guess that’s the problem. It’s just that the idea of thinking about it again, is stirring up some emotional anxiety in me already. But my hope is that once I get all the feels out, I will feel better, and start to heal. It’s happened for me in the past.
I know at this point you are probably very confused…allow me to explain.
It’s just a show, they say. Don’t take it too seriously. Get over it. But to us- to a lot of us-it’s more than that. When you watch a show for 6 seasons, you learn and grow with the characters, you care about them, you are invested in their stories and want to know more. They become like parts of your family. Our Sunday night family. Yes, I’m referring to Rick and the gang from AMC’s The Walking Dead.
[SPOILERS AHEAD!!!!!!!!!!]
Now I know there are many different opinions floating around by now, and I may be late to the game, but I just couldn’t finalize my thoughts until recently. Even now I still feel like I’m all over the place and it’s been a few days since the episode aired. But it left one hell of an imprint on my mind and my heart. And not in a good way.
This past Sunday night was the premiere episode of Season 7, entitled “The Day Will Come When You Won’t Be.” It’s an episode we fans have been anxiously awaiting since last season’s majorly talked about cliffhanger. And let it be known that even though I was mad at first, I defended the cliffhanger and thought it was badass and creative. I believed in the show that I love. The show that I love to watch with my family. The show I schedule my Sundays around. I believed they wouldn’t let me down. I trusted them. But what I got, was nothing I hoped for. In fact it was just the opposite.
In a nut shell. Let’s just say, I am NOT happy with the outcome.
THE FEELS ARE IN THE DETAILS
What I feared the most came true. A very beloved character was on the receiving end of Negan’s power trip of a batting practice. Glenn Rhee was killed. (Along with Sgt. Abraham Ford) And the fact that I just put Abraham’s death in parenthesis as a morbid side note, should tell you just how badly they screwed up.
There I said it. But what frustrates me so much is that it was done in such a bull shit, shock value, careless way. I say careless because I just feel like the producers have little regard for their audience. And I may just be talking out of anger right now, but that’s how I feel. Right now and for the days that have passed, this is how I feel. Chris Hardwick made an incredible point on The Talking Dead, validating any and all of our feelings, whether we are pissed, sad, or happy, because we are the passionate fans who make the show. And we love him for that and for being our full on therapist.
My thoughts are a scramble, still. As I sit here and try to edit myself and categorize my thoughts. But should I edit myself? Should I sugar coat anything? Show runners and AMC sure as hell don’t sugar coat anything for us. So should fans not be allowed the same curtesy? Should we not be allowed to speak our minds about a show that holds such a sacred place in our hearts?
I have so much inside and I don’t know how to say it. The gnawing feeling in my chest and stomach, and the feeling of puffy eyes is enough proof that Sunday night’s episode put me through a rollercoaster of emotions. I feel like I was anxious the night before the premiere, (waking up after bad dreams) and then I was nervous the whole day-dodging people with spoilers, and then after it happened I went from shocked, to pissed (some serious vulgar language was thrown left and right in my house hold that’s for sure), to balling my eyes out. I actually have a video, my brother took of me. It’s too much for me to actually post, but let’s just say I was red faced. And that was after the episode, I just thought of Glenn’s face just before Negan lowered the bat. He was just sitting there, he wasn’t doing anything wrong, sure he had his outburst, but that wasn’t nearly as bad as Daryl’s. Glenn was just there. My brother put it perfectly, “he was an innocent.” And then WHACK. Reimagining that image, that thought, made me explode in tears, causing a bit of a domino effect in my house as my mom and sister in law began to get teary eyed and my brother jumped over to hug me. He and I are both completely messed up over this. We’re both just pissed and when my sister in law tried to be the voice of reason and ask us “Would you have rather seen him die getting ripped to pieces by walkers.” We both answered with a forceful YES in unison. Walkers eat people, it’s what they do. It’s what we know from this world, and that does become exciting and a bit of an adrenaline boost. But having one man bash the skull in of another man, is just not what I want or need to see. AMC- the same network that won’t allow the F word, but yet allowed that horrific imagery to be displayed for the world to watch. Yea that makes total sense.
I am not denying the cinematic genius of the show. The angles and the way it was shot was amazing- the POV shots- really were so interesting. And I know how well this show can be done, I’ve seen it in the past. But this week’s content…heartbreaking…too heartbreaking.
MANIPULATION GONE TOO FAR/THE BAIT & SWITCH TECHNIQUE
And that’s the problem, with this whole death scene. After going through all that wait and worry, I would have just rather they killed him last season. Instead we waited months for that bait and switch, shock value bull shit. I was a wreck last season when we had to deal with Glenn’s fake death, but I put my faith in the fact that Glenn had so much story left to tell and that he couldn’t be gone, and he wasn’t. But now after having to go through all that, and then the 6 month summer hiatus- to have it actually result in a Glenn death…Pure BULL SHIT. And because of that same need for shock value, they killed Abraham first to throw us off and totally didn’t allow his character to have his own meaningful death. His death was cast to the side, and completely overshadowed, because when you peg a supporting character death against a main character death, that supporting character isn’t cared about as much. And although Abraham is beloved in his own right his longevity on the show doesn’t compare to Glenn’s, so which death is being most talked about, Glenn’s. Although Abraham’s death was mighty and had purpose and he went out without fear and still his strong self, it fell to the side. If you ask me he deserved his own death. He shouldn’t have been a lead up or a manipulative fake out for Glenn’s horrific death.
I understand fans of the comics wanted this scene. They wanted the gore- the blood, the guts. But fans of the show, did not. Because although many fans overlap between the genres, fans of solely the show have become so undeniably attached to the original Atlanta 5 that, we hate to even consider the possibility of the show going on without them. Secondary characters are all up for grabs, but DO NOT MESS WITH MY GLENN. This so called “iconic” comic scene was ruined. I could give two shits about the comic scene, I don’t follow them and I don’t see that death as iconic at all. It’s disturbing and removes one of my favorite charcters from this world I’ve grown to follow intently. I just think the death should match the character. Yes in a way, Abraham’s did. He was staring Negan down, in a “take me” sort of fashion. Even during his death he still gave us one of his epic one liners and told Negan- “suck my nuts.” It was oddly funny and badass as hell. But Glenn’s death- it went unjustified, the purpose fell flat. It was out of nowhere. If they wanted to make it Glenn they should have just showed us it in the finale, at least then it would have been an instant shock and the wait wouldn’t have been for nothing. And the recovery period would be given proper time.
But no they had to do their whole little dance to make us think they maybe just maybe weren’t going to follow the comic.
I get it’s a zombie apocalypse show, I get that people have to die. I get that that in order for things to keep going and to keep things interesting with a realistic heir, main characters need to die to impact a greater story. But as a fan, I just think that this particular death was ruined. And whatever story they tell going forward could have still been accomplished if they hadn’t chosen Glenn.
DARYL’S TO BLAME
I know that the way Glenn died on the show, is how he died in the comics. I understand that. But considering the show varies from the comic quite often, they didn’t have to have it be Glenn. And to have Abraham be the initial victim on the receiving end of Lucille, (the Point of View shot was in fact him and not Glenn) and give us this sense of relief, all to have Daryl have an outburst lunging at Negan and swinging at him, causing Negan to get pissed. Further stating the fact that he is a man of his word- the first outburst was free but any others and he would “shut that shit down.” In my head it made sense (although it pains me to say this) for Negan to kill Daryl. But no instead he pivots after bashing Abraham’s head in and whacks poor innocent Glenn over the head out of nowhere. I’m a Daryl fan, I am, but even so I am dead ass saying that if it weren’t for Daryl’s outburst, Glenn would still be alive. So not only did they make us think it was Daryl with the clips released, they then death layered Abraham and Glenn- and further pinning two crowd favorites against each other-Daryl and Glenn, by having Daryl be the cause of Glenn’s death.
The scene itself was heart breaking and gut wrenching. In an odd way I felt like I was prepping for it to be Daryl, but I thought they weren’t going to go that far, so when I saw it was Abraham there was an instant relief, because although I love him and his crazy sayings that always crack me up, I knew I could recover from his death versus trying to recover from a main core character death. The original Atlanta five that were left. But when I saw that it was Abraham, I knew it wasn’t over. I sensed it, I felt it in the pit of my stomach and then …it happened. The worst decision The Walking Dead ever made. I had tried so hard to stay away from spoilers, but I did watch the promo clips and the sneak peek. And all signs were intentionally pointing to Daryl. Dwight wearing his vest, riding his motorcycle, carrying his cross bow. And then in the sneak peek where we see the brain remains on the ground you see a blanket on the floor near it, the blanket we all knew Daryl had draped around his shoulders.
As much as I love Daryl- he is really one of my favorites- I cannot choose between my love for him and my love for Glenn. My sister in law asked me who would I rather it be, Glenn or Daryl and I told her she couldn’t ask me that question because I couldn’t give her an answer, I couldn’t choose. I had three characters I did not want touched, excluding Rick because I knew he was alive because of the sneak peek, and killing him would defeat the point of the idea that the producers and writers have been stressing, that this season is about breaking Rick down. My three favorites; Daryl, Maggie and Glenn. And when I got wind of people having spoilers and telling me I was going to be a wreck, I began to really worry it was Daryl, so I was prepping for Daryl, hoping it would be a secondary character, because fans would freak the F out if it were Daryl. But in that prepping, the Glenn death knocked the wind out of me. Even though his death was written the same in the comic (excluding the Abraham kill and the Daryl outburst) I didn’t think they were going to do it. I thought it was too expected. I thought/kind of hoped it was going to be Michonne. See my reasoning HERE.
Shock value. That’s all this episode was. I do not feel justified at all. The wait, the cliffhanger, the almost death of Glenn last season that freaked everyone the F out, all- for nothing. All to be thrown away in less than 30 minutes. They knew they would get shit for this, which is why they made it happen in the premiere and not the finale, because they’re going to try to use this season as a way to redeem their bullshit.
THE FANDOM AND WHAT LIES AHEAD
I’m a huge fan of the show, which is why I feel so deeply and strongly about all this. I may just be coming off as a bitter fan who didn’t get what she wanted. Or a bitchy fangirl who is pissed one of her favorite characters got killed off. But it’s more than that to me. It’s the way he was killed off, and the lack of respect we were shown as viewers who have been so faithful for the past 6 seasons. No matter what the story they want to tell after this, nothing can convince me it was worth Glenn’s death. In fact I believe the story would have been made greater had they kept Glenn alive. He’s had to endure so much death over the past season. Noah getting ripped to pieces by walkers, Nicholas shooting himself, all right in front of his eyes. That is traumatizing, and I would have loved to have seen how he handled that, and how he would have dealt with killing humans on a greater scale to protect his family. I’m a big believer in seeing a show through. But if I’m being honest, after that episode I just felt done. The need to watch any future episodes keeps moving further and further away from me, there isn’t an urgency like there used to be. There’s a feeling of betrayal. Because I just don’t want to see a Walking Dead world where Glenn doesn’t exist. And to make things worse they gave us that bull shit “what could have been” dream sequence family dinner, where Glenn is holding his son as Maggie and Abraham sit next to him smiling and everyone else passes dinner plates and talking happily like one big family. Twist the knife even more, Scott Gimple. What the hell was that? I don’t know where my heart lines right now. I’m on the fence. I can’t say I won’t ever tune in again, because I still care about the other characters, but I just don’t think I will be as adamant about watching it live. I may just stick to catching it on demand. I don’t know. I reserve the right to change my mind, but for right now that’s how I feel. I wish all fans felt the same, so the showrunners/producers/writers could realize they screwed up big time this time, and to stop taking our trust in them for granted.
HERE is a really great read about others who feel strongly about whether or not they will continue to watch and support the show. I can’t say I don’t agree with some of their reasoning, there’s a lot of truth and facts to back it up.
GLENN’S FINAL WORDS
“Maggie…I’ll find you.” One final promise of protection. A vow to always continue to look and find her no matter where he is, or where she/their baby are. As beautiful as they were, I can’t. I don’t even want to relive this. Not to mention how gruesome and gory that scene was. Did you catch how once it happened the Glenn body was seldom shown, especially when Maggie crawls over, you only see her reactions to it, they are never fully in the same frame. Yea Gimple, you know what you did.
FUTURE VIEWERSHIP/MAGGIE & GLENN HISTORY
The writers and producers keep saying things like “this episode wasn’t about who was on the receiving end of the bat, it was about the impact it has on Rick and how to break a man down.” But to the fans, that’s all that mattered. And the cliffhanger made that so. I understand that Rick (& Co.) had begun to get too cocky. And I understand Negan saying that Rick wasn’t getting it, he wasn’t fearing Negan the way he should. Basically Negan wants Rick to be his bitch and like it. But let’s be clear Rick was still not acting as Negan wanted even AFTER he killed both Abraham and Glenn. It wasn’t until Negan nearly forced him to cut Carl’s arm off that he was finally satisfied with the fear and fully defeated look on Rick’s face.
So the question begs, why Glenn? Why did it HAVE to be Glenn? Maggie is pregnant. They were trying to build something. They are the driving romantic force of the show, the light at the end of a very dark tunnel. Not to mention how much love and faith went into their trying to get back to each other after last season’s “Is he or isn’t he alive” saga. They barely got any actual screen time together in season 6, I wonder how she even got pregnant in the first place since they were barely ever together. In fact many of the seasons were about splitting them up and then having them find each other again somehow. Relying on their unspoken connection as husband and wife. Up until season 6 Glenn hadn’t even killed a human. He was a leader, a loyal man of honor. He took whatever came his way and handled his business like a boss, but with an odd heir of grace in a rather grace-less world. He was our heart. He was our family. And the thought that he will never crack a joke, kiss Maggie, or meet his baby, well it just breaks my heart to pieces.
THE FUTURE OF MAGGIE GREENE (-RHEE)
I’m hearing that this storyline is to set the stage for Maggie to become badass, but she was always badass. She was even the only one to say that they had to fight Negan after Glenn’s death. She fought through crippling pain and shock. How she stayed put and silent throughout her husband’s death is beyond me. I expected more of a reaction I think, but if I gather her condition and her physical exhaustion and pain, she was probably in complete shock and couldn’t move. Her reaction after Negan’s crew leaves and they can finally speak and comfort each other is what kicked off the tears for me. The initial hit was too much of a shock. So I guess you can say we had the same emotional roller coaster as Maggie herself. Maggie is the first to make a move and the first to want to make plans for retaliation, begging her friends to leave and go back, worrying that they were only out there for her. Maggie saying that she’s taking him (Glenn’s body) with her. That’s when I really started to break down, seeing her heartbreak and feeling her pain. Lauren Cohan slayed it! I truly can’t wait till this Negan dick dies, and I pray that it’s Maggie that gets to do the honors. And if they think they are going to kill this Glaggie baby, they better think twice! Because I wasn’t ready for Glenn to die and if they let this baby die now too, it’s just as worse. Maggie has lost everything, she doesn’t need to lose her baby too, and the last piece of Glenn she has left. Ughhh why didn’t SHE ever take a picture of HIM. Oh I hate this, his baby is never even going to get to see what his/her dad looked like. I can’t. I can’t do this. I don’t want to do this. Can I be done now? Can this be done, can the show be done, I need a minute. This should have been the season finale last year, 6 months would have been a good recovery period.
ACTOR REACTIONS
If you ask me the actors are too cool about this whole thing. Steven Yeun was all game for it and that kind of saddens me, why do you want to leave us? Sometimes fans just need to feel like you care. And I know he does, but can’t you just be as pissed off as us. Screw respecting the story or respecting your bosses, tell me how you really feel. You’re leaving the people and the place you’ve called home for 6 years, how are you not more upset? Or are you just really good at holding it in?
Can’t Steven Yeun (Glenn) and Lauren Cohan (Maggie) just cry tears the way Emily Kinney did when Beth died and she was on The Talking Dead? Or how Lauren cried when Scott Wilson’s character Hershel who played her father, died. Can’t you just be here with us! We need that. #THANKGODFORCHRISHARDWICK
Michael was also on E! News and his interview was just so good… soThank you Michael! Thank you for getting it and us! (and for keeping the stache, he said he’s keeping it for the fans for a while, he says he understands there is a morning period for us.)
I don’t know maybe it’s because they’ve known for so long and they’ve already moved on. Maybe it’s because it’s just a job to them, and it’s time to move onto new adventures. But it just doesn’t feel like they were as emotional as the fans were. Ugh I don’t know I must be going through something serious right now. I’m checking their social sites, like TALK TO ME!!! #PMS #IBLAMEYOU
What’s worse is that producers Scott Gimple and Robert Kirkman, sit in their stuffy little seats with pusses on their faces the whole time on The Talking Dead trying to justify their choices without actually speaking any words worth listening to. #NOSCRATCHTHAT #GIMPLEANDKIRKMANIBLAMEYOU They don’t apologize, or sympathize with their audience ever. Quite frankly they annoy the crap out of me. Cocky people annoy me. It is my biggest pet peeve.
Just let Greg Nicotero do all the interviews, him I actually like. And he makes the sickest walkers come to life. (Although that Glenn death imagery I could have done without, but he didn’t write the scene, so I can forgive you.) 😉
I miss the old seasons, when the only thing our group had to fear were the walkers.
CONCLUSION
I don’t know what else to say, or what else to think. I’ve rambled on for pages, and I feel like I was an emotional mess and nothing got across the way that I wanted it to. I love the show, I love the characters, and I want to see what happens next and what happens when Negan finally gets his. But I just can’t stomach thinking about the show without Glenn, my eyes borderline tears every time I even think about it. I am still in shock. It’s a circle of denial. It’s the 5 stages of grief. I’ve felt weird these past few days-like I’ve been in an alternate universe, just floating about. It took me a good week to digest and recover from the cliffhanger of Season 6 finale, I was obsessed. So now that I know Glenn was one to go, it may take me longer to recover from.
Anyway I’m going to go before, I start to get emotional again. I realize I probably talked in a circular repetition and may have even contradicted myself, but this is where I am after Sunday night’s game changer. A state of anger, sadness, and confusion. Acceptance is a long way off. I hope you can see where I’m coming from as a fan. It’s hard. It’s going to be really hard. Fan girl life sucks.
GOODBYE…SEE YOU LATER
Glenn– from your first words, “Hey Dumbass” to your last “Maggie…I’ll find you.”- I have never not loved you, believed in you, or trusted you. Unfortunately you were the heart and moral compass of the show that got taken away from us this season and in the very first episode of the new season, none the less. I can’t even fathom watching the show without you. You will be greatly missed, there aren’t words to explain just how much. Maggie will never be the same without you, and The Walking Dead will never be the same without you.
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