...and here's one of 'em. The blurry little yellow item to your left is a candy Peeps® which is Always in Season per the good folks at Just Born, Inc. This particular treat is a Dipped Marshmallow Peeps®...and, we can't help it, it appears to us that this little goodie has soiled itself.
Which isn't to say that one of us didn't munch it up, anyway. We have our standards but, honestly, those standards weaken before such sugary goodness.
Which somehow brings us to tomorrow's big movie release. The folks at Disney -- and, as some of you know, we have a tiny history with the folks at Disney -- but, anyway, the folks at Disney have dropped about a quarter of a billion dollars to bring the world its next big movie franchise, John Carter. Which, in its early stages, was called John Carter of Mars.
We're hoping the flick is good because we'd like to see it. Both of us read A Princess of Mars years and years ago (you can read it for free, if you'd like, right here) and we remembered the basic storyline. A Confederate Captain during the Civil War, all-around stud John Carter is -- pretty mystically -- transported to Mars. The locals call their planet "Barsoom", their world is dying, and they're somehow not immediately enamored of the tiny Terran who has just popped up to visit. Stud or not. Nonetheless, it's going to fall to John C. to save them all from the big Dirt Nap.
Written a hundred years ago, we both thought the story was...well, dated but fun and exciting for what it was and when it originated. Not much on characterization but heavy on the action. So why do we open this post by saying, "Some things are just wrong"? Because half of this team heard about the movie, heard the title, and announced, "I know what we're going to write as our next project."
"We already have our next project," said the sensible part of the team.
"Our next project," said the less sensible half of Renée Harrell, "is a hot romance with science fiction elements. And we'll call it, Joan Carter of Bars."
This was a bad idea. But, wait!, it gets worse.
Y'see, in Joan Carter of Bars, a Confederate Army nurse is -- pretty mystically -- transported to modern day Georgia. She arrives in a cheap and disreputable gin mill called Soom's Bar. (No, the storyline is not subtle.) The locals are bitter, their town is dying, and a couple of 'em are hoping to drink away their troubles while engaging in sordid activities with a hired prostitute. Instead of the prostitute, Joan Carter arrives.The barflies are somehow not immediately enamored of the disapproving, oddly-dressed, last century survivor who has just popped in to visit. Nonetheless, it's going to fall to Joan C. to save the town...oh, and find true love.
Sanity prevailed and we did not write this book. However, if you or you want to pick up the pen and give it a go, you have our good wishes. Because, truth be told, we'd kinda like to read it....
Which isn't to say that one of us didn't munch it up, anyway. We have our standards but, honestly, those standards weaken before such sugary goodness.
Which somehow brings us to tomorrow's big movie release. The folks at Disney -- and, as some of you know, we have a tiny history with the folks at Disney -- but, anyway, the folks at Disney have dropped about a quarter of a billion dollars to bring the world its next big movie franchise, John Carter. Which, in its early stages, was called John Carter of Mars.
We're hoping the flick is good because we'd like to see it. Both of us read A Princess of Mars years and years ago (you can read it for free, if you'd like, right here) and we remembered the basic storyline. A Confederate Captain during the Civil War, all-around stud John Carter is -- pretty mystically -- transported to Mars. The locals call their planet "Barsoom", their world is dying, and they're somehow not immediately enamored of the tiny Terran who has just popped up to visit. Stud or not. Nonetheless, it's going to fall to John C. to save them all from the big Dirt Nap.
Written a hundred years ago, we both thought the story was...well, dated but fun and exciting for what it was and when it originated. Not much on characterization but heavy on the action. So why do we open this post by saying, "Some things are just wrong"? Because half of this team heard about the movie, heard the title, and announced, "I know what we're going to write as our next project."
"We already have our next project," said the sensible part of the team.
"Our next project," said the less sensible half of Renée Harrell, "is a hot romance with science fiction elements. And we'll call it, Joan Carter of Bars."
This was a bad idea. But, wait!, it gets worse.
Y'see, in Joan Carter of Bars, a Confederate Army nurse is -- pretty mystically -- transported to modern day Georgia. She arrives in a cheap and disreputable gin mill called Soom's Bar. (No, the storyline is not subtle.) The locals are bitter, their town is dying, and a couple of 'em are hoping to drink away their troubles while engaging in sordid activities with a hired prostitute. Instead of the prostitute, Joan Carter arrives.The barflies are somehow not immediately enamored of the disapproving, oddly-dressed, last century survivor who has just popped in to visit. Nonetheless, it's going to fall to Joan C. to save the town...oh, and find true love.
Sanity prevailed and we did not write this book. However, if you or you want to pick up the pen and give it a go, you have our good wishes. Because, truth be told, we'd kinda like to read it....
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