Thursday, January 19, 2012

'We' (a missing moment by Zolo77)

This is a missing moment from Zolo77.  It's one that we talked about here on the blog where Leia tells Han that she is pregnant (between Tatooine Ghost and the Thrawn Trilogy).


Thanks for Zolo77 for sharing.  FYI:  She's also posting over at ff.net, so look for her over there.

**     'We' by Zolo77     **

It was late. Very late.

The day seemed to go on forever.

Congratulations flowed steadily since they had broken the good news over a late lunch.

Leia had known a bit longer of course, but she had told him in the morning, snuggled up, she breathed into his chest something about being hungry. He pulled her closer, asking her what she wanted. She had replied something about eggs. That, however was not the significant part, it was the exaggerated "we" at the beginning that made his heart skip a beat.

Leia was steadily breathing beside him now. Careful not to wake her, he placed his hand low on her still-flat stomach. He felt his face split onto a wide grin he couldn't control.

"We." He whispered, still holding a hand on his unborn children.

"We."

**

Thanks again, Zolo77.

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Missing Moment by LadyxB

This is a 'Missing Moment' contribution from LadyXB.  It addresses the infamous 'fade to black' scene in the book 'Tatooine Ghost' as quoted below:

Leia went into the room and found Han lying flat on his back. His hands were folded behind his head and he was smiling at her crookedly. And he seemed to know where he was.

"Come here," he said. "And take this drip out of my arm."


Leia went over to the side of the bed. "You're sure?"


Han grabbed her around the waist, then pulled her down on top of him and kissed her, very long and very deep.


"Yeah, I'm sure." He ran his hands under her robe, and the room suddenly grew warm. "It's gonna get in the way."


Despite her brain warning her otherwise, Leia was in no mood to put up much of an argument. She had spent much of the past few days worrying about him and now she ached for his touch. Han could have asked her to do anything at that very moment and she knew that she was incapable of refusing him.

Hissing as his hands journeyed upwards as he gently cupped her below her breasts, Leia's body acted seemingly against her mind. About to succumb to his advances, she suddenly stopped and sat up.

Glancing down on him, she saw his eyes alight with golden desire and not much else. Leia stared at him intently, searching him to see if he was in fact up for it, when she felt the extent of his arousal below her. He smirked, but her eyes remained serious. Looking at him now, she realized just how close she had come to losing him.

With a sorrowful pang, she remembered how this wasn't the first time he had almost been taken from her.

All the times with the Rebellion, while the war raged, they had both been nearly reckless, risking their lives for the good of the people and for one another. They had had nothing to lose and everything to fight for.

When he had been imprisoned in carbonite---she never knew how much she could love until he was ripped away from her.

Most recently, and in a completely different way, when she had almost destroyed her heart and the best thing that had ever happened to her, for what she thought would have been beneficial to the Alliance. She had only woken up and realized what she was about to lose when he had walked away from her in his valiant, but fortunately failed attempt to sacrifice his life again.

For her. For her cause.

And even though the Prince whom Han would not, perhaps could not name, was a distant memory, here Han was still sacrificing and fighting her battles.

In this world, and with these two people, that may never change, but it made Leia recognize the importance of truly living in the moment.

"Sweetheart?"

Leia shook herself from her thoughts as Han looked at her with a hint of confusion and concern. Smiling to reassure him, and herself, she reached over and carefully undid the drip and placed it on the table beside the bed.

Now that his arms were free, Han continued his exploration of her body. Leia's head fell back with a sigh of contentment before leaning down to kiss him.

At first, she pressed her lips softly to his. But the desperation of the past few days, of their entire past together, took hold of her body and she kissed him with fervor. With parted lips a joining of tongues, her entire body tingled.

Forgetting where and who they were, she sunk into him and allowed her body to do the thinking.

Her lips were on fire, feeling his demanding, hot mouth on hers. His tongue lining hers, her mouth, lips, neck. Groaning when she kissed him right below his earlobe, she felt Han's hips arch towards her.

Leia tore at his dirtied, hard-worn shirt and threw it behind her. Gently, her hands trailed down his chest, relishing in the feel of the hair and muscles there. His hands slid down to cup her bottom and with a swift, graceful movement he was on top of her.

His mouth found hers again in a deep kiss. Leia's hands grabbed a fistful of his hair, pulling him down closer. She moaned as his mouth traveled downwards, exploring the skin around her breasts, then her stomach.

Tantalizing and teasing, he kissed, sucked, and nibbled as she murmured his name.

Daring to open her eyes, she found him staring at her, with a predatory smile on his face that was irresistible. She could wait no longer and spread her legs open slightly, invitingly, hoping that he would get the message.

The desperation of the timing and the moment was too severe to take things slow. They could be interrupted at any moment, and with past precedent, Leia wasted no more time in grabbing his arm and pulling him back up towards her.

Their lips joined again. Wrapping her arms around his neck, the overwhelming sensation of being so close to him crashed over her when Han entered her. She gasped as he moaned into her mouth and increased his pace.

Leia was on the edge of ecstasy. Sweating bodies writhed against one another all troubling thoughts were swept away.

When her body tensed, Han pressed into her harder. She felt the waves of her orgasm crash over her, and she thrust her hips upwards, furiously, to bring him with her.

Spent, Han pulled out of her but remained holding her close. Laying his head on her shoulder and kissing her neck, he whispered how much he loved her. A satisfied smile mixed with relief and joy crept over her face, causing her to wrap her arms around him tighter.

He rolled them over once more so she was now resting on his chest. They stayed locked within one another's arms, and after just a few minutes, Han's breathing settled and he started to snore softly.

Leia also felt the pull of sleep, but her practical side had reawakened, so she gently extracted herself from Han and reached over to grab the drip from the side table. She brushed a still sweaty piece of hair out of his eyes, and rubbed the spot on his arm that she was about to pierce with the drip. Once it was in and Han remained sleeping soundly, Leia watched him for a moment before laying back down, curling into him.

She listened intently for any signs of disruption coming from around the hotel or her datapad, but all she was met with was the silence and Han's steady breathing, which quickly put her to sleep.

**

Thanks so much for sharing, LadyXB!!  Great Job!

Monday, January 16, 2012

Between a Rock and a Hard Place (Missing moment by Seams2Be)

A big thanks to Seams2Be for sharing this little 'missing moments' piece with us.  This is from Tatooine Ghost while Han is left out in the desert all night.

Between a Rock and a Hard Place by Seams2Be

"The Seven Hells of Corellia are nothing compared to Tatooine" were the last words Han Solo had muttered before succumbing to unconsciousness.  Han had enough foresight to find a reasonably safe hiding place to wait out the unrelenting Tatooine sandstorm. The canyon crevice would shield him from the Tie's radar detection and keep larger predators from being able to reach him. Once his swoop bike refused to travel anymore, Han set out on foot in the Tatooine desert, unsure of where he was going, except to give death a challenge.  Heat exhausted and critically dehydrated, Han could no longer remain conscience once he found his temporary safe place between the hard rocks.

"Han," Leia whispered.  "Han," Leia stated again, caressing his face.

Han slowly opened his eyes. Luscious deep green palms and ferns surrounded him.  The air was thick with the sweet scent of plumeria.  He could hear the steady rhythm of a slow soft rain.  The moisture in the air, felt good on his skin, cool and refreshing.

"Han, are you going to sleep away the day?"  Leia coaxed him in a slightly sensual voice.

Han became aware he was sleeping in a rather large and luxurious hammock, surrounded by piles of soft brown pillows.  He felt dizzy and confused.  "I must have fallen into a deep sleep, I dreamt I was on Tatooine," he said as he tried to clear his head.

Leia laughed, "The Seven Hells of Corellia are nothing compared to Tatooine."  She held a Gizer ale to Han's lips, "here have a sip."

He took a long drink.  "Where's the painting?" he questioned Leia.

"What painting?" Leia replied almost dreamily.

Han looked at his wife.  "You’re beautiful."

Leia was a vision of exotic beauty.  Her long chestnut hair was a cascade of curls, half pinned up and secured with two golden yellow tropical flowers.  The rest of her hair fell into spirals as dense as the rainforest that surrounded them. Leia's long dress was a mesmerizing swirl of deep greens, blues and browns.  It reminded him of a hidden lagoon.  Her bare shoulders looked like they were kissed by the sun, not quite the creamy tone he was used to.

Han looked down and saw he was dressed in casual linen pants and an equally comfortable button down linen shirt, both in the color of sand. He and Leia were barefoot and relaxing in the doublewide hammock, made of durable white cotton.  The breeze rippled through the white canopy, which covered their resting retreat. The gentle rocking of the hammock, made Han's head spin a bit.  He couldn't quite figure out where he was.

"Leia, where are we?" he whispered.

His petite wife, who was lying next to him in the hammock,  raised herself up to a seated position.   “Don't you remember?  You brought us here to this Lania'ha bungalow for a romantic getaway.  Maybe that fall you took this morning hurt your head more than we thought."

"No, I'm fine" Han said quietly.

Now that Leia was sitting up, he could see just how ravishing she looked.  He looked longingly into her deep brown eyes, getting lost in his own desire.  He pulled her on top of him and kissed her with a hunger that he hadn't known before, as if it would be the last kiss of his life.  Their tongues taunted each other, plunging deeper inside revealing a world of untapped desires within Han.

Han was still feeling somewhat perplexed by his awakening; however he quickly shook it off.  He frantically felt the intense need to make love to Leia. He immediately turned his focus on fully pleasuring his princess.  He caressed her shoulders, hungrily kissing the nape of her neck, lingering just below her earlobe. Within seconds he had her fully aroused. Han knew she was safe in his strong seductive arms. She groaned lightly as his lips left her neck. Han continued kissing a trail of tantalization on and around her breasts. Leia's soft moans were music to his ears. Then without warning Han suddenly slid down her legs and began to lift up her dress as he continued his soulful kisses. He worked passionate kisses along her legs and thighs, stopping at her stomach that he knew was fluttering with excitement.

His breath was heated. He growled between kisses letting Leia know his animal instincts had taken over.  Han was at the point of no return, he had to take his princess over the edge with him now. As if she read his mind, Leia quickly slipped off her dress to expose her beautiful naked body dripping with sweat.  Han took one look at her lustful grin and rapidly shed his clothes. He too was covered in sweat.  Han was on fire, instinctively he began to grind his hips against Leia – feeling her arching her hips against his, he knew she wanted him as desperately as he did her. He gave her a slow deep kiss as he found his way between her open and willing legs. They quickly became intertwined and their feverish ecstasy continued to rapidly rise.

Suddenly something flashed across the corner of Han's eye. "Rats? No wait, Squibs!  Leia, what the hell are Squibs doing here?"

He looked down to where a breathless Leia was eagerly joining him but Leia had disappeared. Han looked around frantically, he couldn't see Leia anywhere.

"Leia!" Han screamed but no words came from his now parched mouth.  The tropical paradise melted away and intense dry heat consumed him.  "Get away from me, you miserable vermin." Han tried to kick away the Squibs.

Suddenly Leia was in front of him, caressing his face, tears falling onto his blistered skin.  Tears, water, kisses landed on his dry lips. The hazy fog lifted for a moment and Han remembered where he was.

He forced his telltale grin, "Hey beautiful, got a Gizer?" He managed to barely whisper.

Leia had once again saved him from a Tatooine hell, literally between a rock and a hard place.

Great Job, Seams2Be!  Thank you so much for sharing.  Hopefully you will inspire others to do the same!

Sunday, January 15, 2012

Dark Force Rising: The Review


Okay, so there isn’t much to write home about when it comes to this book.  Even the plot barely moves across the 439 pages, in my opinion.  Or maybe I’m just bitter because Han and Leia are together for about a total of 2 maybe 3 times during the whole thing.  Either way, here goes:

So, there are three basic storylines throughout this book.

First, we have Talon Kardde.  Remember him?  He was the smuggler king that really pissed off Thrawn in the last book by hiding Luke Skywalker from him.  Well, Thrawn is after Kardde and eventually catches him by tricking Mara Jade into leading him to Kardde’s hideout.  Mara feels awful, especially when Kardde thinks that Mara betrayed him when he finds out that she was an Emperor’s Hand.  Having no one else to turn to, Mara decides to find Luke Skywalker (put off killing him for a little longer) and ask him to help her rescue Kardde.

Second, we have Leia.  She promised to meet that Noghri guy (Khabarakh) near Endor so that he could bring her to his planet (Honoghr) and speak to his people.  Well she does that and Chewbacca goes along with her.  She and Han do get to see each other while they are on Coruscant for about 1 day together.  There was a cute part as Han is approaching Coruscant alone in the Falcon with Threepio in tow.  Apparently the two hadn’t gotten along:

He’d tried.  He really had, if for no other reason than that Leia rather liked Threepio and would have wanted them to get along.  The first day out from Sluis Van he’d let Threepio sit up front in the cockpit with him, enduring the droid’s prissy voice and trying valiantly to hold something resembling a real conversation with him.  The second day, he’d let Threepio do most of the talking, and had spent a lot of his time working in maintenance crawlways where there wasn’t room for two.  Threepio had accepted the limitation with typical mechanical cheerfulness, and had chattered at him from outside the crawlway access hatches.

By the afternoon of the third day, he’d banned the droid from his presence entirely.

I thought this was really cute and the fact that Han tried to get along with Threepio for Leia’s sake showed the extent of his love for her.  Which is very convenient, since he doesn’t express it in any physical way throughout this entire book.

When he arrived on Coruscant, Leia was waiting for him which was really nice and he hugged her and was ‘careful not to press too hard against the increasingly prominent bulge of her belly’.  Then Leia said, “Come on – we’ve got to go.”  And that was it.

So, Leia’s really up-in-arms about Ackbar’s arrest, of course.  And a really interesting little side note happened as Han was trying to remember what the protocol was for visiting military prisoners, thinking that it entailed ‘minor amounts of bureaucratic datawork’:

Though he could easily be wrong about that.  They’d made him learn all that stuff back when he’d first let them slap an officer’s rank on him after the Battle of Yavin.

Okay, that’s weird.  Does anyone else remember the end of ‘Choices of One’ where Zahn has Han tell Rieekan that he is ready to join up?  That was confusing enough, but this puts it way back to the Battle of Yavin.  I tried to talk about this to Zyra, but she said that if we tried to start making sense of all of the inconsistencies in the EU that we would drive ourselves crazy, so we moved on.

So, the third storyline is about Han trying to track down that security leak ‘Delta Source’ while also trying to find evidence to free Ackbar.  During all of this, Han finds out about Leia’s promise to the Noghri and he is not too happy.  They have a few words and then end in a stalemate and as they are staring each other down, Han thinks this:

For a long minute he gazed at her, his eyes searching the features of that face he’d grown to love so deeply over the years, his memory bringing up images of the past as he did so.  The young determination in her face as, in the middle of a blazing firefight, she’d grabbed Luke’s blaster rifle away from him and shot them an escape route into the Death Star’s detention-level garbage chute.  The sound of her voice in the middle of a deadly danger at Jabba’s, helping him through the blindness and tremor and disorientation of hibernation sickness.  The wiser, more mature determination visible through the pain in her eyes as, lying wounded outside the Endor bunker, she had nevertheless summoned the skill and control to coolly shoot two stormtroopers off Han’s back.

And he remembered, too, the wrenching realization he’d had at that same time:  that no matter how much he tried, he would never be able to totally protect her from the dangers and risks of the universe.  Because no matter how much he might love her – no matter how much he might give himself to her – she could never be content with that alone.  Her vision extended beyond him, just as it extended beyond herself, to all the beings of the galaxy.

And to take that away from her, whether by force or even by persuasion, would be to diminish her soul.  And to take away part of what he’d fallen in love with in the first place.

I really liked all of that.  Loved him going back through the years he had known her and then realizing that making her change would take away all that he had fallen in love with.  Sweet.

So Han goes off to find evidence of Delta Source with Lando and Leia goes to Honoghr.  There is a point when Leia is on Honoghr that she is preparing to go and rescue Khabarakh and is fairly sure that she and Chewbacca might die in the process. 

Chewbacca didn’t like any of this; she could tell that much from his sense and the stiff way he stood at her side.  But he would go along, driven by his own sense of honor and the life-debt he had sworn to Han.

She blinked back sudden tears, her hand going to the bulge of her belly.  Han would understand.  He would argue against the risk, but down deep he would understand.  Otherwise, he wouldn’t have let her come here in the first place.

If she didn’t return, he would almost certainly blame himself.

After everything that Han had just thought about in letting her go, she is probably right.  He would still blame himself.  Seriously, where can I get me one of those?  (just kidding)

Moving on…Mara Jade does find Luke.  Luke had answered the call from that insane Jedi, remember?  Well, Mara tracked him down there.  It seemed that Luke knew the guy was insane, yet was still trying to stick around and help him while unknowingly being lulled into the Dark Side or something.  Anyway, Jade rescues him and they both set off to rescue Kardde on the Chimaera (Thrawn’s ship).

While Leia is on Honoghr, Thrawn shows up to pay them a visit and frighten the bejesus out of the Noghri people since they have been screwing up in their missions to capture Leia and/or Luke.  Leia avoids detection and when Thrawn finally leaves he hides a spy droid in one of the decon droids.  Apparently, during a huge space battle (that Leia assumes was during the Rebellion) the planet of Honoghr was devastated by falling debris.  That was when Darth Vader showed up and vowed to help them.  He gave them these decontamination droids and this grass began to grow.  The decon droids work very slowly but they work and they are able to plant on the soil that is decontaminated.

Basically, Leia soon discovers that the decon droids and the grass that is growing is all a trick by the Empire to keep the people of Honoghr in the Empire’s debt.  During that discovery, she figures out that the great battle had not been during the Rebellion but during the Clone Wars, some 30 years earlier.  She is able to expose the trickery and the Noghri people are swayed to the side of the New Republic.

Meanwhile, Han and Lando are still trying to find that Delta Source leak.  After blazing out of the same spaceport twice in a very short period of time, Han says that he hopes they won’t have to go back there, that they have probably ‘worn out their welcome’.

Lando threw him a sideways glance.  “Well, well.  Since when did you start caring about what other people thought about you?”

"Since I married a princess and started carrying a government ID,” Han growled back.

Nothing really to do with the plot, I just liked that little line of Han’s.  In regards to the plot, Han and Lando find themselves chasing a Bothan right into some homemade army base.  It turns out to be run by Garm bel Iblis, a legendary, Corellian Senator that split with the Rebellion due to a rift with Mon Mothma.  While at his base, Han and Lando discover that Bel Iblis has a few Dreadnaughts from the Katana fleet, about 200 warships that were lost to space and that (coincidentally) Talon Kardde knows the whereabouts of (and possibly some gambler captain he was with).

So now it becomes a race between Han and Lando and this Niles Ferrier (who is hired by Thrawn) to find this gambler captain guy who has been selling off the Dreadnaughts for credits.  All the while, Thrawn is going after Kardde to get the coordinates from him.  At one point, when Han and Lando are trying to get rid of a homing beacon that Ferrier’s people planted on them, Han wants to try something dangerous by tossing the beacon onto a passing ship.

“We’re not going to try it, Han,” Lando said firmly.  “Get that look out of your eye.”

“Oh, all right,” Han grumbled.  “That’d get him off our backs, though.”

“And might get you killed in the process,” Lando retorted.  “And then I’d have to go back and explain it to Leia.  Forget it.”

Han gritted his teeth.  Leia.  “Yeah,” he said with a sigh.

Lando looked at him again.  “Come on, buddy, relax.  Ferrier hasn’t got a hope of beating us.  Trust me – we’re going to win this one.”

Han nodded.  He hadn’t been thinking about Ferrier, actually.  Or about the Katana fleet.  “I know,” he said.

Of course we know who he was thinking of.

Alright.  So I forgot to mention that Thrawn swung by Endor and impounded the Falcon that Chewie and Leia had left there after their rendezvous with Khabarakh.  Don’t worry.  It worked out really well for Mara Jade and Luke when they finally sprung Kardde and the ship they arrived on was cut off and they just happened to run across the Falcon and bust out of the Chimaera with it.

But Thrawn beats Han and Lando to the gambler pilot and everyone is headed back for Coruscant.

One more thing that was just an inconsistency note.  This came from Leia on one of her last days on Honoghr:

One of the twins kicked.  She paused, reaching out to gently touch the two tiny beings within her; and as she did so, fragments of memory flooded in on her.  Her mother’s face, taut and sad, lifting her from the darkness of the trunk where she’d lain hidden from prying eyes.  Unfamiliar faces leaning over her, while her mother spoke to them in a tone that had frightened her and set her to crying.  Crying again when her mother died, holding tightly to the man she’d learned to call Father.

Pain and misery and fear…and all of it because of her true father, the man who had renounced the name Anakin Skywalker to call himself Darth Vader.

More memories from Leia regarding her Mother, this time with a memory of an escape of some kind.  Just goes to show you that Padme didn’t die because ‘she lost the will to live’.  Or whatever.

Once everyone was back on Coruscant it became a race to get the Katana fleet.  Fey’lya wanted to wait for the next day to send a crew to find the fleet.  Kardde, who was the one who knew the location had other ideas, and utilizing Leia’s authority, the Rogues and the Falcon left in the middle of the night with Kardde.  Meanwhile, Mara Jade had a crew that Kardde had secretly called for.

Han does have a moment upon leaving where Luke asks if he is alright.  Han replies:

“Oh, sure.  Fine.”  The lines tightened a little further.  “But just once I’d like them to find someone else to go off on these little jaunts across the galaxy.  You know Leia and I didn’t even get a day together?  We didn’t even see each other for a whole month; and we didn’t even get a day.”

He also remarks that she looks ‘twice as pregnant’ as she had when she left.  Overall, it made you feel pretty bad for him.  But at least we know he actually misses her!

In the morning, Fey’lya is less-than-pleased that his orders had been ignored and he suggests that Han and Luke be arrested.  Mon Mothma tries to smooth things over and Leia eventually accompanies Fey’lya on a ship to rendezvous with the Katana fleet.  When they arrive, much to Leia’s surprise, Fey’lya orders the arrest of Han and Luke.

During all of this, both Jade’s people and Thrawn eventually show up and it’s a big firefight.  Fey’lya then wants to turn tail and leave so as not to get killed.  Leia is not too happy with that scenario and argues with him.  He argues back that he has the authority to call the retreat and leave the Rogues and her husband and brother to their fates.  To which Leia responds:

“To blazes with your authority,” Leia snapped.  For a handful of heartbeats she had the almost overwhelming urge to snatch her lightsaber from her belt and send it slicing through that bland face…

She doesn’t though.  And when tricked by Kardde and Leia to announce over the open comm how little Fey’lya actually cares about the average soldier, his people eventually turn on him and join in on the fight against the Imperials.

Using some of his infamous ingenuity, Han figures out a way to ram one of the Dreadnaughts into the Imperial fleet and they turn the tide of the battle.  When Garm bel Iblis shows up (via a covert invitation from Han) with his Dreadnaughts, they eventually win.  The win is a bittersweet one when they learn that only about 15 of the original 200 ships are left in the fleet.  At first they aren’t so worried, because of the manpower it takes to run the ancient craft.  But soon after they find out that the troopers they had been fighting were clones and they realize that the Empire is in the business of cloning again and could easily man the ships if that is the case.

One more thing, if you are a Luke/Mara fan.  Mara has to eject during battle and is left out in space with a malfunctioned life support system and no homing beacon for anyone to find her so Luke goes out and, using the Force, rescues her from certain death.

Overall, on a purely Han and Leia scale, this book is really lacking.  They are hardly ever together and even when they are, it is all strategy talk.  Compared with the first book, I found this book slow-moving and maybe a little boring at times.  Leia was on that planet FOREVER and nothing much really happened.  Overall, I guess I’ll give it a 3 star rating.

Up next:  The Last Command

Friday, January 13, 2012

Here Comes the Bride... (don't even think it)


The Joint Story poll is finally closed and by a landslide victory, "Han and Leia secretly get married, pre-ESB" is the winner.

Now Zyra and I will have to sharpen up our keyboard fingers and get to typing.  How will they end up married?  Why will they get married?  Who will catch the bouquet?  Who will get custody of Chewie and the Falcon during the messy divorce? 

We'll set out to answer these and other questions when the newest Joint Story begins within the next few weeks.

As a reminder, once we begin, Joint Story chapters will be published ever Tuesday and Friday.

Stay tuned...

Thursday, January 12, 2012

Answer the Challenges!

We've been having a lot of fun here with the comments and stuff and it's been great, but we've thrown out some challenges recently and gotten no response! Come on, people! Missing moments from Tatooine Ghost and Heir to the Empire are calling to you! Look how mad Han is up there? Looking at us all disappointed, knowing that without us, he never gets to have sex with Leia!

So step up to the plate and don't be shy. Really. If you've never written anything before give it a shot. It's so easy, the plot is laid out for you already, you just have to make up what happens within it. Or those of you who've written before, jump in once again. This blog has gotten more and more fun the more people start commenting and surely will continue to get even more enjoyable when more people start contributing to these challenges. I realize we are just as guilty, but come on, we can't be responsible for all of the entertainment!

So let's see some challenge responses, people! Let us know if you have anything.

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

What Good is a Fandom if You Ain’t Around to Play in it?



I'm almost certain this is our very first ever non-Han and/or Leia photo.  I have to apologize, but this picture just spoke to me.  I'm not really sure why.  ;-)

Seriously though, it's scary how much I identify with this pic and its accompanied caption.  I have to imagine that someday my obsession with Han and Leia might have to wane – at least oh, so slightly.  Until then, I eye boring, normal, everyday life with distain.  Grocery shop?  Pay bills?  Dare I say it…homework?  Or even worse…real work?  Ha!  When there’s a new chapter of fanfic up to read?  Or write?  Not to mention a new blog post to craft or comment on? 

Oh, the humanity!

I really have a hard time remembering what I did before I fell into this whole fandom thing.  I must’ve had a lot of free time on my hands.  That’s all I can figure.  I know before I started reading the EU books my bookshelf was neatly designed with stacks of books here and there, some lying on their sides, some standing so as to be aesthetically pleasing to the eye.  (I saw that once on TLC, back when I watched television.)  Now my book shelf is end-to-end Star Wars books all standing up like little storm troopers neatly in rows.

My husband’s cousin came to visit and she was perusing my bookshelf.  I felt slightly embarrassed by the obscene amount of Star Wars books that litter its shelves now.  Seriously, no one understands.  She didn’t say anything.  I didn’t say anything.  The moment could only be described as awkward.  After that I contemplated moving all of my books to the bedroom.  But who has the time?  I had to write this post, after all.  And people thinking your slightly crazy isn’t such a bad thing sometimes.  For example:  this cousin has two young children and we don’t live in our home town, so we are her closest relatives.  People don’t ask suspected crazies to babysit their kids.  I’m just saying.  I don’t have time for that.  I’ve got to finish reading the next book in the EU book club.

My kids are easy.  They love Star Wars and think it’s cool that I do, too.  I know I have but a precious few years before all of that will change.  But, hell, you could be a flipping rock star and your teenager would be embarrassed of you, so it doesn’t really matter.  My husband is…accommodating.  I’ve read him some of my writing, maybe about five thousand words overall of the 100K+ I’ve written.  But he’s clueless.  The other day, while home for the holidays, he suggested we ‘pop in Episode I of Star Wars’.  Cool, right?  I pulled out my blu-rays and popped in Episode I and at the very first scene he says, “I don’t remember this part.”  I say, “Which episode are you talking about?”  Response:  “Episode one!  The first one that came out, you know, with the Death Star.”  I know, I know, I should at least be happy that he only wants to see the OT and doesn’t even acknowledge the prequels.  But he’s totally clueless.

Another example:

Husband to Child:  “What’s a touchdown worth?”

Child:  “I don’t know.”

Husband to Child:  “What planet is Chewbacca from?”

Child:  “Kashyyyk!”

Husband to me:  “There’s something wrong with this picture.”

Me:  [grins]

Gotta love it!

I often feel unjustly persecuted when I feel I have to 'hide' my love of Star Wars.  And I don't even try to hide it all that much.  I have a Darth Vader gumball dispenser on my desk at work.  I sport my Star Wars Target t-shirts on the weekends.  But I have changed my SW tee before going to drop my kid off at a friend's house.  It's really unlike me to care what people think, but somehow this is different.  It's as if they might see me wearing that shirt and suspect how very far deep I am in this thing.  It's ridiculous.  Especially when I know that no matter how much they might imagine, it would pale in comparison to the truth.

I know we've talked about this before.  It's not as if I'm a serial killer on the sly.  I'm just a SW fanatic, for the love of Jabba the Hutt!  I know Princess Leia's last name and Han Solo's homeworld.  I have more pictures of Harrison Ford and Carrie Fisher on my computer than I do of my own mother.  I'm reading over 50 books for the second time in less than two years.  Alright, so the first step in any addiction is to admit you have a problem. 

I don't see the problem. 

Anyway, there wasn’t much more of a point to this post, other than to discuss my obsession.  Kind of obsessive in itself, isn’t it?  Anybody else have stories to tell of how the real world views their compulsion?  Feel free to share ‘em.  Meanwhile I’ll be pretending to have a real life while I'm anxiously awaiting your comments…