Tuesday, January 14, 2020

The Post about Twin Peaks

On the second to last day of 2019 I decided to press play on a 30 year old television show, Twin Peaks.

I wasn't able to watch the show during it's initial airing in 1990 - 1991. I think I saw a few episodes with my parents, but I remember my Dad thinking the show was just to weird to watch.

Along with all of my friends, I read the Secret Diary of Laura Palmer, borrowed from the library across the school from our high school, during my 9th and 10th grade, and bought a copy removed from distribution from the library (probably because it was so beat up by us all reading it so much). I finally let go of that book in the last few years as I've been purging my book collection.

I did finally get to watch the show more regularly when it aired again on Bravo a few years later. By then I also had my own VCR and television and was able to tape the episodes. I watched the first season and up to the discovery of Laura Palmer's murder in the second season, but for some reason I didn't keep watching after that. I couldn't tell you why, but I'll chalk it up to watching Northern Exposure and I guess I only had enough room for one quirky small town in the North West of the United States (the extreme North West in the case of Northern Exposure)

Not only did I watch that firs season and half when it was re-aired on Bravo, I watched my recordings of it and even went so far as to do a media studies project on the show in 1996. Those first 16 episodes are like an old sweater I forgot I had.

I tore through Season One and the first part of Season Two in a few days and then I got to the episodes I'd never seen. How exciting to spend time discovering more stories with characters I knew as a teenager! I went through the last dozen or so episodes even faster than I'd gone through the ones I knew so well.

My goal with re-watching the original series was planned to culminate with watching the special limited series which was released a couple of years ago. Back then I had wanted to do an original series re-watch, but I didn't have legal access to the episodes then. It wasn't streaming on Netflix, I had no other service I paid for. As it turned out I couldn't watch the new season then either because it aired on CBS All Access which I wasn't prepared to pay for.

But now, thanks to Veronica Mars Season 4, I am a subscriber of Crave. You can blame a lot of things in my life on my love of Kristen Bell and Veronica Mars.

So there I was over the holiday season with a lot of time on my hands and three seasons of what I know to be amazing television.

But something surprising happened when I finished Season Two of Twin Peaks. I was not ready to move on. I was not as excited about plowing forward with the new limited series.

I've been listening to Damn Fine Podcast during the days and watching episodes in the evenings so I thought maybe I just needed some time to catch up on the second season companion podcast episodes before moving on.

I moved through listening to 12 or 13 hours of podcasts and decided to throw on Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me the next evening to pass the time. Until listening to the companion podcast I hadn't planned to watch the movie but plans can change.

Two days after being without any new Twin Peaks to watch I turned on Fire Walk With Me. I wish I hadn't.

I wish I hadn't because I recognize that there is good in the film, but I struggled to enjoy it. I was not prepared to go back to the Laura Palmer story. I was finished with the Laura Palmer story. What I wasn't finished with was all of the rest of season two.

Fire Walk With Me came out almost a year and a half after the end of Twin Peaks. A year and a half later, fans of the show wanted anything, any crumb. And I suspect that every fan was happy to see an Agent Cooper in Fire Walk With Me who was an Agent Cooper from before the events of the series finale. But just a day after the series finale, it was not the story I wanted to go back to.

So here I am, only a few days after finishing watching the last half of season two of Twin Peaks, watching it again.

Who knows when I'll be ready to move forward into the 2017 limited series?

Sunday, January 12, 2020

The Village Podcast Episode "Resolutions Time - Moar Books!"

Resolutions! What are yours? Steph and Candice chat about theirs, including learning new skills, maintaining course and doing the boring duties of being an adult. Our wish for you - do the things you want to do with your free time.
And always, more books, more movies, and more music!


Paradise Lost by John Milton
Good Omens by Terry Pratchett
Penguin's Little Black Classics
A Different Kind of Christmas by Alex Haley
Christmas Days: 12 Stories and 12 Feasts for 12 Days by Jeanette Winterson
In The House In the Dark of the Woods by Laird Hunt
In The Night Wood by Dale Bailey
The Invited by Jennifer McMahon
Little Darlings by Melanie Golding
Moon of the Crusted Snow by Waubgeshig Rice
Frankissstein: A Love Story by Jeanette Winterson
Frankenstein by Mary Shelley
Me by Elton John
Face It by Debbie Harry
A Fine Balance by Rohinton Minstry
Candice's Stephen King Project update:
Finished Eyes of the Dragon in December and IT begun!


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Monday, December 2, 2019

CNDOP 2019

It's Canadian National Day of Podcasting! At least it was yesterday.

To celebrate, I've made a clip show.

These are the 6 Canadian podcasts I support through Patreon.

Guelph Politicast hosted by Adam A Donaldson

Faculty of Horror, hosted by Andrea Subissati and Alexandra West

The Nighttime Podcast, hosted by Jordan Bonaparte

Metis in Space, hosted by Molly Swain and Chelsea Vowel

I Hate It But I Love It, hosted by Kat Angus and Jocelyn Geddie

Nightmare On Film Street, hosted by Kimberley Elizabeth and Jonathan Dehaan

Thanks for listening!

Follow me on Twitter at Cinn48 or at CircleOfMedia.

Listen to my other shows The Village Podcast by The Bookshelf or every third week, give or take, on End Credits Radio.

There's a new episode of 100% Candice!

Wednesday, November 6, 2019

The Stephen King Project - Pet Sematary

Sigh, this book is really not good.

When reading The Shining I noticed that King's writing style had changed, matured. I remember thinking to myself, while reading up about Jack Torrance's drinking and accidents before he arrived at The Overlook, that King had finally learned how to tell a character's back story without that character needing to be telling a story to another character, which is how almost all of the back story happened in Salem's Lot.

Salem's Lot was a good book. I enjoyed it. But I definitely noticed that the only way we learned about the characters was by them telling stories to each other. It's a fine way of finding out about their past, but it can become awkward to put characters in a position where story telling happens.

From The Shining forward, King's writing has gained more narrative ways of telling back story and they've been much easier and more enjoyable to read.

Until Pet Sematary.

Though to be fair, a lot of things about Pet Sematary are the worst parts of King's writing.

There is no foreshadowing, there is only giant freaking gongs. There is a part of the book early on, maybe the first night they are in the new house, where Louis is carrying Gage to bed and he gets a feeling of dread. So heavy handed.

There is also an absolutely unnecessary amount of description of things which don't matter. The first trip the entire family take together to the Pet Sematary is almost 9 pages long. Nine pages of describing tall grass, a view of the valley, a stand of trees that meet overhead, absolutely unnecessary. It's not like when King was describing the Marsten house or the hedge animals or the car, these places and things were also characters. The walk to the Pet Sematary is not a character. In fact the cemetery itself is also not a character because it's the Micmac burial grounds behind the cemetery which is the monster.

These were problems I was already having with this book, only a third of the way in after having started it almost 3 weeks ago.

But tonight, I've reached this new realization, that King has forgotten how to tell narrative. So much of this book is already Louis listening to Jud's old stories, but now, after having spent pages following the walk from the cemetery to the Micmac burial grounds, I am reading a passage of Jud telling Louis how he found out about the cemetery by recounting exactly the same trip I just read!

This book was published in the same year as Christine, and it shows. I'm not sure if it was an old draft of something he hadn't taken another pass at yet which he submitted because the publisher wanted something fast, or if it was some first draft he wrote because they wanted something and he never cared to make it better.

Either way, it's clear this book was not completed, not worked on to become the best it could, or even good. And it's kind of a shame, because the idea of whether to move forward from trauma or hold on to a past until it destroys you is a great idea. I hope somewhere in the later published books he comes back to the same idea.


I have been reading all of Stephen King's novels in chronological order of publishing date since June of 2019. Any documentation on my thoughts have been orally shared on The Village Podcast by the Bookshelf. You can listen back for updates there. 

Tuesday, July 17, 2018

The Annual MMPR Podcast Recording!

It's that time of the year again - the time of the year I get shamed into recording an episode, live in front of an audience.

If you don't follow me on social media - you get no update on what I've been up to for the last year or so. Just figure it out - @cinn48

I do, however, gush about some of my newest podcast obsessions. Tune in and follow them yourself:
Faculty of Horror
Cocaine and Rhinestones
Your Favorite Band Sucks
Hit Parade

Outro music - my new favourite music obsession The Suffrajettes covering Britney Spears Toxic. Spend a couple bucks and buy a copy here.

And that's 2018! Maybe I'll record again at MMPR 2019.

Thursday, January 5, 2017

Three Words 2017

I have had two years in a row which really tested my strength and more importantly, my resiliency. I'm so done with that. I know I am strong and I know I am resilient, and I don't need to prove it to myself or to the world. What I do need to do is stop surviving and start thriving.

A reminder of my words in 2015 - Strength, Rebuild, Whole

And my words in 2016 (which I never posted) - Create, Rebuild, Challenge

There's a lot of growing and building and working in those words, and there was in those 2 years also.

I'm tired. So this year I'm going to rely on the things that help make me so resilient. I'm going to spend more time on the good things.



Despite a challenging year in 2016 surrounded by lots of grief, I was generally a happy person. But this year I don't want to be happy despite shitty circumstances, so I'm going to focus on putting more joy into my life. I'm pretty grateful and make note of 3 things I am grateful for every day. This will continue. But I also plan to choose more places, times, experiences, even things that bring me Joy. Actively.


Which brings me to word two, Intention. This one is sort of a cheat because last year I started talking about intention a lot by the middle of the year and kept telling people it was a word I was using to guide my life. This year, I really mean it. I'm tired of letting things happen to me. I want to choose the things I do and the ways I spend my time and the people I am with. I don't want to look back on my year and think "I've been lucky to have such a great life." I want to look back and think "I created such a great life for myself."


Deepen. This is a really different idea for me. I want to deepen the relationships I have with people. Some of it is about Joy and Intention. I love my friends and family and they bring me happiness so I want to choose to be with them more to get more happiness. But from another point of view it will be a challenge and a pushback against the year I've had. In 2016 I lost a number of people to death, many close, some even closer. At no point have I thought about breaking ties with people to suffer fewer losses, though I've joked with people about it. I know that is not the healthy response to grief, but I also know it can be a natural one. I'm not leaving it to chance. I'm going to actively work against building walls to keep myself safe. I want to deepen every relationship I have. I want to be more open and vulnerable. I want to trust more in the people around me and put more of my safety, security, and happiness in their hands.

In some ways I think my words for this year don't seem like a huge leap for me, but in other ways I think they are going to be really hard work.

Wednesday, July 20, 2016

On Topless Men

Yesterday I accidentally caused a ruckus on Facebook. I shared an opinion on when and how men should go topless - which is only in private. It was a sort of random thought as I walked past a young man sitting on a coffee shop patio with his top off and on the table in front of him.

Many, many people had something to share in regards to my opinion. I love that I have such a diverse group of friends that responses varied from complete agreement to complete disagreement and that reasons included women's rights and equality, body shaming and feeling comfortable and embracing sexuality or non-sexuality.

I didn't respond much to the comments on my post. My reasons for not wanting to see men walk around public, common space topless are 1) my own and 2) longer than a Facebook reply.

But let me share with you how I've come to my opinion.

I enjoy seeing my man (imaginary as he is right now) topless, at home. That feels like something I've won. It's special. It's just for me.

This is not a modesty or prudish thing. In fact this is a prideful thing.

I am beautiful and I have a great body. I love how I look. I know what works for me. And I am proud of it. I am so proud of it, that I keep it as one of the things I can share with someone I care about. I am a gift and only certain people get to have me.

I wish more people felt this way.

I have no problem with wearing clothes which highlights our best features. If a guy thinks he has a great body and wants to highlight it, there are some great shirts which can show it off.

Skin is alluring. Showing a little is treat for others. It's a mystery. It can be a promise of more. It's a preview of what can be shared if circumstances are right. And I want to win it like a prize.

The beauty of sharing our bodies gets lost to me if it doesn't feel like something given to a person (or persons) of your choice.

I don't want to see people walking around showing what I think should be a something special for someone else to everyone on the street. Which I know does sound prudish... so maybe that's me.

And for the more superficial reasons I don't want to see guys parading around topless - most of the guys who feel comfortable doing that are not the body type that I enjoy. They are hairless, super skinny or heavily muscled. Three definite turn offs for me.

Since I've spent years saying way too much about myself online, let me let you in on one more thing about me. There is a certain way a guy's t-shirt hangs on his back, between his shoulder blades that drives me crazy every time. A man in a t-shirt which fits just right will turn me on infinitely more than any topless man ever will.

Saying that, this is only my opinion, as is everything I share on Facebook, Twitter, my podcast, basically everywhere. People can and will and most definitely should do whatever they feel comfortable doing.

But if you want my attention - keep your shirt on.