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College (uni??) AU catering to my own interests as it should always be hehe :)
#projecting my major on Vash because them mfs who have changed from the med field majors to that one have some tragic things to tell#and also because I think that Vash would be such a wonderful designer I don’t know why it’s a gut feeling#Nai the law major because of course he would have you seen the guy#he would be a personal injury lawyer because lore#fun fact Nai rested for a semester after the incident with Vash while Vash took two.He never told Nai he would be changing majors#so it was a big big shock for him. they fought again but yk I’ll explain more on that if anyone is interested#as to Kni and WW I thought it’d be funny if they shared a common subject that required a lot of team assignments#and they can NEVER work out together. being an absolute nightmare to the rest of their group#separately they are great to work with. even if Kni can come off as too bossy sometimes he is actually a great leader#and WW would always deliver things on time exactly as it was asked from him#but Kni and WW just never really matched. Kni was too rude at times when WW made a mistake and WW would always clock him if he passed a line#like insulting his reasons for wanting to study security#one day Kni tells him at the beginning of a new semester where they both have unfortunately landed on a shared subject again#“you are not suited for that sort of job Wolfwood. you should simply give up and why don’t you go play role model to your little kids’’#then WW beats him again and then is like hey yk what you’re kinda right. and changed majors and he feels so much more at home studying#education/teaching than security. he fucking hates some things but the end goal makes it worthy#Trigun Uni! AU#because I don’t know how differently a college and a uni work#trigun#vash the stampede#nicholas d wolfwood#trigun stampede#vashwood#trigun fanart#wolfwood#vash#Nai saverem#millions knives#lenssi draws#pen!
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narcoticwriter · 2 years
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The Genshin Impact Cast & Their (Alleged) Crimes
You read that right. I'm going down the list of characters that are out and leaked/announced as of the date of the 2.7 livestream. This will include criminal charges, civil charges, and (of course) war crimes. I'm not sorry about this at all.
For legal reasons, if it wasn't obvious, this is a joke.
Before we move on, all of them will be slapped with aggravated assault preemptively because this is how the game works in general, but I will put this charge in some descriptions for emphasis.
(Thanks for the stroke of inspiration. You know who you are LMAO.)
Albedo: First-degree murder and unlawful experimentation as if Mond found out what freaky shit he was doing, he'd be mobbed and killed.
Aloy: Trespassing (do I tack on illegal border crossing too-)
Amber: Arson (unintentionally), civil misconduct, negligence
Arataki Itto: Disorderly conduct, disturbing the peace, aggravated assault (that one time), vandalism
Barbara: Disturbing the peace (but not really lmao)
Beidou: Tax fraud/evasion, piracy (obviously), open container of alcohol (this is seriously a charge), probation violation, (legal) racketeering, smuggling
Bennett: Negligence, personal injury, the Torts law would have a ball with this kid
Chongyun: Trespassing, disturbing the peace (the ghosts would sue due to the yang energy)
Diluc: Willful killing, taking of hostages, willfully causing great suffering, extensive destruction and appropriation of property, killing a man already down (legit war crime), vigilantism, homicide, kidnapping, grand larceny, attempted involuntary manslaughter (there's more but this is getting long)
Diona: Malpractice, attempted poisoning
Eula: Disorderly conduct, disturbing the peace (Mondstadt hates her enough to waste tax dollars on this)
Fischl: . . . Indecent exposure (people really didn't like her in the lore)
Ganyu: I mean, if you wanna count war crimes from 2000+ years ago, I could tack on willful killing and the criminal charge of aiding in that regard, but other than that, she's pretty clean.
Gorou: Willful killing, aggravated assault, voluntary manslaughter
Hu Tao: Disturbing the peace, solicitation, harassment, kidnapping, attempted murder/burial of someone who is alive
Jean: Child labor maybe? Perhaps. Yeah. A charge of child labor is fair. And maybe a child soldier? They aren't in a war, but hilichurls are hostiles, right? Is solitary confinement considered child abuse-
Kaedahara Kazuha: Treason, espionage, rebellion/insurrection, inciting a riot/rebellion, civil disorder, illegal border crossing
Kaeya: Perjury, conspiracy, extortion, white-collar crimes, unauthorized disclosure of classified information, forgery, bribery, willful endangerment
Kamisato Ayaka: . . . I've got nothing. Literally nothing. I can't even put legislative misconduct, aid in a crime, or even complicity. She's innocent.
Kamisato Ayato: Extortion, racketeering, aiding and abetting, fraud
Keqing: She could get some class-action suits and some charges in terms of running the workplace, but other than that? No.
Klee: Arson, involuntary manslaughter (?), disturbing the peace, crimes against wildlife
Kujou Sara: 'Legal' extensive destruction and appropriation of property, 'legally' willfully depriving a prisoner of war or other protected person of the rights of fair and regular trial, 'legal' deportation or transfer or unlawful confinement
Kuki Shinobu: She actually tries to drop these charges. She went to law school, for goodness sake. Is being a lawyer a charge?
Lisa: Cruel and unusual punishment, use of torture, speculative disclosure of classified information per according to the Heavenly Principles
Mona: Tax evasion
Ningguang: Collusion, market, and price manipulation, monopolizing, and perhaps she'll also be held liable for whatever Beidou or Yelan does as she works with them
Noelle: If her scaring off Snezhnayan diplomats could be a charge for treason somehow, then sure
Qiqi: If she's technically not alive, does the law apply posthumously? Even if it does, she's done nothing wrong except maybe trespass on Jueyan Karst
Raiden Shogun: In the Rome Statute of the International Criminal Court, Section 8, Paragraph 2, Points A, B, and C, I list off the following: (A) I, II, III, IV, VI, VII, VIII, (B) I, II, III, IV, XII, XIII, XIV, XXI, (C) III, IV
Razor: Is he even under the jurisdiction of the law?
Rosaria: Homicide, assassination, voluntary manslaughter, vigliantism, familicide
Sangonomiya Kokomi: Willful killing is a thing and she absolutely incited rebellion too, totally guilty, but despite being in a war, she didn't commit that many obvious war crimes besides those.
Sayu: Negligence, liability
Shenhe: Voluntary manslaughter, first-degree murder, aggravated assault
Shikanoin Heizou: Petty thievery, liability, negligence, bribery, misconduct
Sucrose: Aiding and abetting in unlawful experimentation
Tartaglia: Wanton murder, enforced disappearances of persons, torture, wanton killing, extortion, grand larceny, terrorism, intentionally directing attacks against the civilian population, threatening public officials, the entirety of Section A of the War Crimes clause (it goes on)
Thoma: Illegal immigration except the Kamisato Clan renders that nonexistent, so he's innocent
Traveler: Over the implied longevity of their existence, it is my personal belief that they have collected war crimes and criminal charges like Pokemon and have caught them all (but I'm not going as far as anything sexual or domestic because that's a line I won't cross)
Venti: Gliding under the influence, open container of alcohol, grand larceny, disturbing the peace, public intoxication
Xiangling: Crimes against wildlife, speculative intentional poisoning (contested), malpractice (?)
Xiao: Manslaughter, first-degree murder, willful killing, torture (of the psychological variety)
Xingqiu: He could be slapped with a harassment charge if Chongyun cared to bother, but some vigilantism is a thing
Xinyan: Disturbing the peace, indecent exposure (the majority of the public really seem to hate her)
Yae Miko: Mostly extortion, but if she wanted to run a pyramid scheme, so could do so with wild success
Yanfei: The one prosecuting the cast
Yelan: Extortion, kidnapping, solo racketeering
Yoimiya: Negligence, damage to public property, unintentional arson
Yun Jin: The only thing I can say is that I don't know what an opera singer would do that's illegal or anything that she'd do personally that would be illegal
Zhongli: Is it terrorism if he's the ruler that allowed it? Is it treason? Can he even be held to a variety of war crimes? All I know is that the charges of negligence and liability law against would be downright criminal in of themselves.
Bonus - Paimon: Harassment. That is all.
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If you wanna slap some more charges I may have missed or even debate some of them with others, go ahead and go ham.
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bastardblvd · 7 months
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stepfather, please forgive me for i have sinned... 🧎🏻‍♀️ i didn't send in the two asks i was meant to (i'll send in the other soon). anyways, here's some more Grimetown Lore™ that was left marinating in my overcooked peanut-sized noggin.
i present to you, lawyer!Hiromi 🙌🏼
i can't remember when this came to me, but i was just thinking, imagine lawyer!Hiromi is the ONLY lawyer Grimetown has (the only one they need considering it's Grimetown). think of him as their very own Saul Goodman, just not as slimy; he's a good man, just fed up with the bullshit his slimeball clients get up to. the guy is honestly a Swiss Army Knife; he's got it ALL covered. from criminal activity to personal injury, real estate to labour law, and even patent law !!
anyways, a typical day for lawyer!Hiromi is representing drug dealer!Naoya at the District Court because, well, self-explanatory; this is all before lunchtime, mind you. then he gets a little lunch break where he eats his neatly cut cucumber sandwich before dealing with freeloader!Toji's trespassing penalty. something, something, he didn't leave Sugar Momma No. 16's property and went back to retrieve something he wasn't meant to... later on, sometime before afternoon tea, he has a meeting with landlord!Sukuna who has failed to meet Health and Safety obligations (there was mould growing in multiple apartments of the various complexes he owns on Bastard Blvd). his day finally ends with a video call with rich boy!Gojo about his possible fraud penalties because of those dodgy eight credit cards he's maxed out (there's probably some investment fraud sprinkled in there).
idk why, but i picture him driving a hearse he bought at the Gojo estate sale. don't ask me why they had a hearse; it's beyond me. also, he and bank teller!Nanami are roommates. i feel like he and bank teller!Nanami would greet each other after a long day at work like this: "I have to tell you what happened today. Gojo _____".
EVERYONE WELCOME THE GOOD LAWYER HIROMI HIGURUMA TO GRIMETOWN! 🗣️ THE IDEA OF HIM HAVING TO COVER ALL THE BASES IS KILLING ME!
hiromi has a few areas of interest but the more subjects he picks up, the less informed he is on them. sure he's kept drug dealer!naoya out of jail (and maybe accepted a few bribes from weed dealer!recovery girl to throw away the damning evidence because fuck is he tired) but good luck getting off scot-free if you're facing charges with exotic animals in grimetown. he's never left the law school phase because he's frantically studying some new law he's never even heard of the night before the trial.
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darkflyers · 1 year
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okay here’s some lore dump from disc with minimal editing.
no one:
me: free andi lore is that originator of house glaes ( aka glaes themself )  was a originally a handmaid for st cethleann , and deeply devoted to the saintess, who gained favor with the first emperor after she went to sleep after her injuries by becoming an imperial tactician, and because of gales and their descendants devotions to the saint, they are traditionally granted pardon by the empire, and are allowed to  remain neutral in times of imperial unrest, and that they usually have little church oversight bc of those imperial protections and do w/e  fuck they want
the leaders of glaes : 1000 yrs of bunny ears lawyer types
aina and alpin were t4t girlbossxloserboy. alpin was more than happy to stay in aina’s homeland and be a cringefail lawyer to her heiress.
one of the big reasons glaes territory is probably more advanced is because aina saw the no plumbing no running water no utilities and used her authority as lady glaes to get that shit built, though it had to be done with her own personal money. they also have an underground newspaper service because alpin liked reading the news when he lived abroad with aina. andromeda also reads the newspaper but its ‘a burn after reading’ thing
claude and andi met as wee toddlers. when alpin and aina were traveling back to fodlan after the death of his father, he jokingly wrote a letter to tiana ( who was in his class at garreg mach ) about setting up a playdate, and was shocked when she said yes.
a lot of aina and alpin’s public improvement works were rationalized to the church as “ doing the work of st cethleann ” ( which is true on some level. alpin is a bleeding heart and wanted the best for those living in his territory. and publicly framing it as a dedication to a saint would make it so that rhea and the emperor would be put in a situation where if they took down these public works that improve the lives of the people, it’d look bad because the family of the favorite handmaid of a saint who closely follow her tenants are committing heresy? )
house glaes has lot of good will from the people because of aina. aina was pretty much universally loved by the territory for the work and care she had in fixing the place and making it up to her standards. dolores tends to squander that good will, but people still like alpin and andi because they dont shut themselves away in their estate and are actually out doing work amongst the people and alpin is pretty honest to those who ask abt houses aegir and vestra squeezing their coffers dry
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ipatrichor · 2 years
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PAT YOU WORLDBUILD SO WELL HOLY SHIT!!! the stuff you come up with is interesting:0 also in the future reflection au, what are summons generally made to do/ used for? can they do magic of their own and summon their own summons?
thank you!!! <33 and oh boy, i'm glad you like my worldbuilding because you just asked the right question to unlock a Bunch More in the form of summon lore :D (it got Hella long so i'm putting it under a cut)
so first off, there are basically two different levels of summon. the first 90% are called familiars, and they're the ones that (like slime when he was first summoned) don't have the ability to take human form. again using slime as an example, it was able to take human shape (and even then, not a super convincing one) after centuries of gathering power- that should give a vague idea of the difference in power levels between familiars and other summons (known as lords)
lords, aka the remaining like- 10% of summons, are the most powerful. they already have human forms of varying levels of credibility, and are generally known in this world as folklore, myths, etc- think like ppl in our world trying to summon demons and make deals. it's a bit like that, only more socially acceptable!
(as a side note pertaining to tubbo- he'd be classified as a lord, because he already had a human shape when he was summoned, but he unnerves wizards strong enough to tell he's a summon because no one knows shit about him. lords are myths come to life, so how powerful must tubbo be for no one to have heard of anything like him? what other, even more powerful lords might be shrouded in secrecy??)
with classification out of the way, what summons actually do depends on who summoned them. they're hardly an uncommon sight- the requirement is finding some knowledge of summoning to perform the ritual, making a bargain, and having a willpower strong enough to anchor the summon. plenty of people can and do, and the rituals for weaker familiars are public knowledge
LOWER-CLASS: it's not uncommon for someone poor to have a summon in their family acting as a nanny or assisting with their work. you don't really have to pay summons and feeding them is technically optional (some like it, some don't, but they can't starve) so gentle familiars like cat creatures are helpful for watching kids while parents work and that sort of thing
BUILDERS/ARTISANS: a lot of construction work is done by summoners! since summons can be a good deal stronger than humans, they do a lot of heavy lifting (thus reducing workplace injury). in addition, there are also summons suited to fine detail work like jewelry and whatnot, so many craftsman will partner with a familiar to help their business
WIZARDS: depending on the kind of wizard, it's actually pretty normal for them to have a familiar depending on their specialty! for example, wizard scholars could have ones that record information, wizard lawyers might have ones that help them research/plan, wizard guards have ones that compliment their fighting style, etc.
CRIMINALS: familiars summoned here generally act as either spies/scouts or enforcers/bodyguards! their loyalty to their summoner is impossible to sway as long as they're not treated horribly (and very few would, knowing how useful it can be to have a creature dedicated to you), and their inhuman abilities depending on the type of familiar summoned makes them incredibly useful
NOBILITY: i saved this one for last because it's a bit more complicated. see, with nobles (especially wizard nobles) familiars and the rare lord are used primarily as a show of status. because summoning requires a will strong enough to anchor the summon (thus making having more than one pretty rare), the more powerful a summon/the more you have, the more of a living show of power you become and the more status/influence/respect you earn for your family. practically, besides being there to be shown off, these summons also work as personal servants/bodyguards depending on their abilities
and that's the first question! for the second one, i'm going to have to go a bit deeper into the mechanics of summoning. the simple answer is yes, they can do magic just not as we understand it, and no, they cannot summon other familiars :'
so basically, how summoning works is that you use the magic from this world/dimension/plane of existence to yoink a being from another one and drop them in a nice little trap circle until one of three things happens: a) a deal is reached and the summon is bound to you, b) you made a mistake in the ritual and it escapes, potentially murdering you depending on how pissed it is about said yoinking, or c) no agreement is reached so you send it back and end the ritual
in the first option, when a deal is made you use your willpower to take the magic from this world and sort of- tether the summon, to you and to this plane of existence. this is a lot easier if they aren't fighting you on it, especially since the more powerful they are the more willpower they have, and so (not even getting into the morality of it) that's another reason it's better to just release an unwilling summon and try again another time
other than that link that comes from the contract, though, summons are completely alien to this world and disconnected from its magic- they can't use it, it doesn't claim them, all that good stuff. that's why they can't summon- they don't have the tie to this magic that would be necessary to bind another summon.
they can, however, use magic of their own! it doesn't fit with the general understanding of magic, coming from an internal source instead of external yet not harming the user- completely not following the known rules of magic, since it comes from a different dimension
other fun facts:
- while summons can't summon on their own, they can suggest modifications to a ritual to summon friends of theirs/other beings they know in their plane
- the magic summons use is different from soul magic because it stems from willpower, not from burning up someone's soul. technically, summons don't really have souls?? at least not in the way people here understand them
- wizard scholar gem initay recently proposed a theory that having stronger willpower than a summon is not, in fact, strictly necessary unless the contract is being forced. she argues that especially in the case of lords, the only reason any have been bound is because they allowed it out of curiosity or interest in the contract, and actually have much greater willpower than any human
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occasionalfics · 4 years
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hi so i haven’t made any real posts in a while bc i haven’t really been writing that much but i wanted to just post SOMETHING for y’all to interact with
anyway, if you don’t know, i have a youtube channel and i’ve been watching (almost) every movie that chris evans is in because i love him and reviewing them for my channel and i thought i’d give a rundown of the movies i’ve seen so far (including ones i haven’t rewatched for the channel yet because i’m not gonna link to the videos - if you really want to watch, message me) so maybe you could decide which ones are worth your time and/or money 😂
for this, i’ll give a brief description, my general thoughts, and a score from 1-10 (1 being unwatchable and 10 being PEAK cinema)
i’m keeping things very light on spoilers, meaning there might be one or two overall but not for every movie.
so here we go:
The Newcomers (2000) - some indie movie with no theatrical release about a family that moves from boston to vermont because of money troubles. chris is in it for like 5 minutes and he’s honestly the second best part (second to a dog only). 3/10, mostly boring but not offensive.
Not Another Teen Movie (2001) - i feel like everyone has seen this. it’s a spoof of 80′s and 90′s teen movies (namely she’s all that and cruel intentions). chris plays the main love interest and he’s definitely funny enough to pull off the part but it’s not really my thing. 4/10.
The Perfect Score (2004) - this is the first time chris and sc*rj* worked together. 6 high school kids fail the SATs so instead of retaking them, they sneak into a government building and steal the answers. it’s an mtv movie and it’s...fine? not great, not special, but...very early aughts mtv for sure. 4/10
Cellular (2004) - an action flick where chris plays a regular dude who gets a call from a woman who’s been kidnapped, and then has to keep communications up with her in order to save her and take down some corrupt cops. surprisingly funny, i had a great time watching, would recommend! 7/10
Fierce People (2005) - i think this was another indie movie without a theatrical release. based on a book that, from the reviews of both, is identical, i think because the author of the book was also the screenplay writer. and that’s probably why this movie sucked. bby anton yelchin (rip) gets caught scoring drugs for his mom, and because she has connections to this super rich dude, they end up going to live in new jersey with his weirdass family instead of bby anton going to jail. chris’s character is not who you think he is. content warnings for drugs, rape, and murder. overall boring, not what it thinks it is, 4/10
Fantastic Four (2005) - okay everyone’s seen these. i actually hate both of these FF movies, but chris as johnny storm is the only shinning light in either. reed is the WORST and sue is treated like eye candy. 4/10 for johnny storm alone.
London (2005) - literally the worst movie i have ever seen. i hate london. also an indie movie, very misogynistic, very pretentious and self-important. lonely emo boy does drugs with random people in a bathroom at a party he was not invited to INTENTIONALLY, in the hopes that he will win over his ex girlfriend, who he repeatedly emotionally abused while they were together, even though the party is literally in honor of her moving across the country. and she didn’t want him there. please never, ever bother watching london and talking about it online - fuckbois will attempt to tell you that you know nothing repeatedly. 1/10, worst film ever made.
TMNT (2007) - does this need an introduction? chris plays casey, but the movie’s really about the turtles. honestly the writing kind of relies on you knowing a lot about the turtle lore and overall it’s a boring but ultimately harmless film. it’s just really not worth your time. 2/10
Sunshine (2007) - ONE OF THE BEST MOVIES I HAVE EVER SEEN, I HAVE NOT  STOPPED THINKING ABOUT SUNSHINE IN OVER A YEAR. 8 astronauts are on a mission to ignite a nuclear bomb into the dying heart of our sun. but it’s a space film so shit goes wrong and, one by one, they start dying. very tense, very sad. the biggest complaint all around is that the first 2/3s of the movie are one genre and the last 3rd is a completely different movie, and yet it’s STILL amazing. please watch (if you can handle a space thriller)! 8/10
Fantastic Four: Rise of the Silver Surfer (2007) - a very bad follow up to a very bad origin movie. not even andre braugher could save this one. reed is really mean to johnny for no reason and i hate his guts. 3/10
The Nanny Diaries (2007) - second time appearing alongside sc*rj*. she’s the main character. an anthropology student takes on a nannying job for an upperclass family in new york, but the job ends up being more than she bargained for. chris plays harvard hottie, her upstairs neighbor who is THE BEST BOY. i loved this movie. 8/10
Battle for Terra (2007) - a very weird but very good animated movie about humans attempting to colonize an alien planet because we were stupid enough to destroy earth, venus, and mars. lots of big names on the cast list for a movie that not many people saw, but it goes ham in the “fuck colonizers” theme. overall, a surprising joy. 6.5/10
Street Kings (2008) - well this was directed by david ayer so my friend and i went into this with very low expectations and it didn’t even meet that bar. keanu reeves plays a sad and angry corrupt cop who almost kind of gets framed for killing another cop, and then spends a good chunk of the runtime just hunting down other corrupt cops without doing anything about his own corruption. it’s copaganda, but very bad copaganda. also chris dies. fuck this movie, don’t waste your time. this is another one where the fanboys will come for you if you say a bad thing about it on the internet, 2/10
The Loss of a Teardrop Diamond (2008) - another indie that apparently caught the eye of kevin fiege? i don’t really know why because chris’s character is very bland and the movie overall is nothing special. tennessee williams wrote the screenplay before he died in the 80′s and then this was made and nothing about it was changed. it’s basically straight people in the 20′s in the south being weird and rude. a rich girl pays a hot poor boy to escort her to parties after a huge scandal was caused by her father. she loves the poor boy but he doesn’t return the feelings and everyone’s sad, dying, or mean. skip it, honestly. 4/10
Push (2009) - honestly, an underrated movie that so often gets shit on because of x-men. push is so good! a telekinetic man meets a young girl who can see the future, who tells him that if he helps her find her mom, they’ll also come into $6 million. they run into his ex and the government department trying to control people with powers, and shit ensues. chris’s chemistry with dakota fanning as big brother/little sister is adorable and i need more people to talk about it. 8/10, very worth your time.
The Losers (2010) - apparently went up against some other star-studded action flick with a similar plot at the time of release and suffered for it, but other than that, this is a fun romp with lots of character. a team of militiamen are framed for an international scandal and forced to go underground until a mysterious woman helps them exact revenge on the billionaire who framed them so they can go back to their families. chris plays one of the secondary characters and he’s PERFECT. best character in the whole movie! you’ve probably seen the “don’t stop believing”/”lethal killing machine” scene around tumblr before - that’s just how his character is the whole movie and it’s great. definitely recommend! 7/10
Scott Pilgrim vs. The World (2010) - we’ve all seen it. lucas lee is the best. there are lots of problems in the word choice and some of the moral quandaries but overall, an enjoyable ode to videogames and comic books. 6.5/10
Puncture (2011) - once again, an indie film with very little theatrical release. WHOOOH though. this movie. SO GOOD! two personal injury lawyers take on a case when a nurse is accidentally pricked on the job and contracts AIDS. they take on a huge pharmaceutical supply company in the hopes of manufacturing and creating a legal standard for using safety needles to protect frontline medical workers, all while chris’s character is dealing with being an addict. based on a true story, honestly   one of chris’s best performances (and that’s across the board). you can  rent it cheap from youtube and it’s totally worth it. 7.5/10
Captain America: The First Avenger (2011) - i mean. it’s cap. honestly this movie feels a little long even though it’s not. overall it’s a good, enjoyable movie and watching it all the way through reminded me of why bucky was so important. 7/10
What's Your Number? (2011) - okay honestly i love this movie? a woman is slutshamed by her sister’s friends and then embarks on a journey through her past relationships to find her soulmate, only to realize that it doesn’t matter how many men she’s slept with because the right one really won’t give a damn and neither should she. everyone’s seen naked collin around tumblr. he’s a good boy. mostly. 7/10
The Avengers (2012) - so i can appreciate that this was like THE event movie of the summer of 2012 but it is LONG and there’s still so much spy shit i don’t understand. my friends and i also think that j*ss wh*d*n oversimplifies most of the characters, and ultimately the writing isn’t super strong. the performances are, for sure, but it’s still not as great of a movie as i thought it was when i was a senior in high school. 7/10
The Iceman (2012) - also an indie? based on a true story. a man (played by michael shannon) is recruited by the mob to be a hitman, and then something happens where they don’t want to pay him or something, so he starts doing a shady job with another hitman (played by chris) to support his family. overall it’s a boring film but michael and chris were both really good! watch it if you like dark mob movies, michael shannon, or winona ryder. 3/10
Snowpiercer (2013) - this movie, no pun intended, is a RIDE. poor people at the back of a train containing the last living human beings revolt against the bourgeoise. everyone’s dirty and tired and hungry. weird shit happens, but ultimately, this was SO worth the watch (and the money i spent on the blu-ray)!  7/10
Captain America: The Winter Soldier (2014) - still my favorite cap movie. excellent characterization, maybe the only time i cared about natasha. the plot should be an avengers movie given that shield is a team concern, but i will stand by the winter soldier aspect of this movie til i die. 8/10
Before We Go (2014) - an indie movie that chris directed (his directorial debut)! it’s...cute, i guess. it’s not harmful in any way, but also not special in any way. flustered woman misses her train, cute musician in the station offers to help her navigate NYC. they talk about feelings and their pasts and what they’re running from and toward. it’s fine. 6/10
Playing It Cool (2014) - indie? i don’t know?? screenplay writer (chris) wants to write action films but keeps getting hired to write romcoms, then he finds himself IN a romcom. it’s okay. some people think it’s terribly misogynistic which i didn’t find it to be, but it’s also just...kinda bland. 4/10
Avengers: Age of Ultron (2015) - my least favorite avengers movie. i genuinely hate how ultron was handled and this movie has never once made me sympathize with the maximoffs. except for when steve defends their choice to allow experimentation to be done so they could defend their country. uh the party at the beginning is the best part, full stop. 3/10
Captain America: Civil War (2016) - this isn’t a cap film. he has no character growth. this is an avengers film at best. i also take issue with how much of this movie is really just two movies forced into one. bucky gets the short end of the deal in the overall mcu and this is really where that starts. 5/10
Gifted (2017) - PLEASE. WATCH. GIFTED. a former philosophy professor gives up his career to raise his niece, but when his mother attempts to gain custody, he has to fight for the person he loves most in the world. one of the most heartfelt, genuine movies ever. chris and mckenna grace have SUCH good chemistry. bonus octavia spencer (also in snowpiercer). 10/10
Avengers: Infinity War (2018) - probably my favorite avengers movie. great stakes. amazing acting. THE BEARD!!! 8/10
Knives Out (2019) - WHOOO BITCH. TOP TIER. ransom drysdale could do whatever he wants to me and normally, i don’t “date” villains. 9/10
Endgame (2019) - the lesser infinity war. i’m not a fan of time jumps and also hate fatphobia. thor was mistreated and i can’t forgive that.
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After 30 years of park service, Dave Lang's swan song Friday
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Dave Lang retired Friday as caretaker of Harrison Park’s birds.
Visitors put the equivalent of one quarter for each of Owen Sound’s 21,000-plus residents in the corn dispensers for the birds every year, he said. “I think it’s probably the number one attraction in Owen Sound.”
The mix of penned exotic pheasants and peacocks originating in the Himalayas and China and domestics, including transient ducks and Canada geese, has delighted young and old for generations.
According to park lore, others before him were known as the Great Keeper of the Swans, or the like. Maybe that harkens to the 1912 donation of four swans, two white and two black, a gift from King George V to then-Mayor Elias Lemon.
Ten years later, a menagerie of exotic birds including peacocks and other rare birds, deer, coyotes, badgers, racoons and other animals were all displayed there.
Lang, an athletic-looking 56-year-old, began as a seasonal park worker in June 1990. In 1994 he took over full-time responsibility caring for the birds, the deer and rabbits too, when they were kept there, while also serving as a park arborist.
In earlier days, he gave the swans, the most regal of birds, comically inauspicious names including General, Chip, Turbo, Buddy and Terminator. But each reflected their histories or idiosyncrasies revealed to him during his close work with them.
They’ve been like workmates who kept him company when the tedium of the day descended. He fed them, adjusted their diets to better suit their needs, cleaned their pens and recently built new cages as one of the two bird barns is too old to use.
“It’s almost like they’re part of the family. Most of our staff look at it that way too; they’re always talking about the birds, if they’re doing something funny or if they’re fighting or anything like that.”
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Harrison Park’s long-time bird caretaker and arbourist, Dave Lang, built the bird-display pens with a colleague recently, to better showcase the birds, which he thinks may be the city’s biggest, free attraction. He retired Friday, May 29, 2020 after 30 years’ park service. (Scott Dunn/The Sun Times/ Postmedia Network)
He’s been like a shepherd, watching over his sheep, he said. Lately, he’s been sharing knowledge gained over the past 25 years with Brock Karn, the park’s other arborist, who will take good care of the birds, Lang said.
After the violent deaths of two swans in the park in 2007 by teens, Lang quit naming the birds. He and another man found one of the dead birds the morning after it was killed, an ordeal which affected Lang.
“After that I never named the birds . . . not to get too attached. Because we used to have birds down here, swans that would come right up to us, we’d pat them and stuff like that,” he said.
“It was pretty much after that every day was come down here, making sure nothing was injured,” he said. “You give anything a name and all of a sudden it becomes more than just a bird.”
He finds it peculiarly quiet in the park now.
COVID-19 virus restrictions to limit spread of the pandemic mean there are no excited kids’ squealing in the playgrounds, no wood fires in the campground, only birdsong – and geese honking like it’s Saturday night at the Bayshore.
It’s “surreal” to experience it and particularly odd to be retiring amid it, he said.
COVID concerns forbid goodbye gatherings and anyway, with people laid off, “it doesn’t really seem right” to have a big celebration, he said. Five minutes were taken the day before to mark his retirement, he said.
“I make fun with the guys, I say jeez I’m retiring and not even gonna get a handshake!”
Unknown to Lang, there was cake waiting for him Friday afternoon.
Lang’s supervisor, Kristan Shrider walked by the bird barn as the interview wound down there. She recalled she visited Lang to learn more about his job when she started five years ago. He got her to help put eye-drops in a bird’s eye.
“That’s the thing that I think a lot of people don’t realize,” she said. “It’s these things that will be missed so much and aren’t highlighted enough, I don’t think, and they’re not celebrated enough.”
Lang is optimistic about the birds’ future in the park. He thinks the city recognizes their popularity and wants them to be showcased well.
“If you get a guy like me that loves animals, compassionate and cares about their well-being and their health, I think this will continue being a nice place to come and visit” and it’s free-of-charge, Lang added.
“I don’t know of another bird display where people can come to a park of this calibre, being in a valley with a river running through it.”
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A Savannah Site for Emily
She isn’t in the Bonaventure or anywhere nearby the grave of Jim Williams. She wouldn’t have tolerated such positioning. Emily took a stand against the man years ago and wrote it down word for word with a working title of Cannabis and Snowdrops, mainly because her son Danny loved both. Her story is not a sequel to Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil, though it tells of the aftermath; nor is it a prequel, though it tells of what happened in the years leading up to that fatal midnight. Rather, it is a kind of circling-and-spiraling, which I think of as Around Midnight. And, her story will likely never see the light of day.
In my most recent visit to her grave, the memories of having her as my student over three years poured out. One thing a creative writing teacher must never do is speak of his or her students’ stories in public, unless of course those writers have made their works public. For me that discretion ranks among the rules of priests, therapists and lawyers. And I would hesitate to speak now except for Emily’s prodding. She is as determined as she sleeps in Greenwich Cemetery as she was wide-eyed in my class.
“It’s fiction,” she had taunted from the back of the room that first day she was in my class and whenever I held up Berent’s book or mentioned the title. The thin sassy voice came with rich Savannah accent, from a pugnacious figure then totally unknown to me, one which I was not about to take on in front of my class of urbane aspiring writers.
“Fiction!” came again as loud as a whisper allows. After several more taunts from her it occurred to me that no matter who she is she might have something to add to my lecture on creative nonfiction or on the works that seem to be settling as the benchmarks of the sometimes wooly genre. Little did I know that over time she would modify my teaching of the topic of creative nonfiction, transform my perspective on issues of notoriety and on loss, and teach me much about voice driven writing styles.
Her writing was well underway when she entered my classes. Not a reaction to Berendt’s book, hers is the story of growing up as a “have not” in a world of powerful “haves” in the thick moss and mist of Savannah. Hers is the battle of growing up in the shadow of father old enough to be her grandfather and who gave her off in marriage at a young age, of raising four children virtually alone, of a dogged resistance to growing up ignorant just because you are poor, and of having a son shot to death in the home of millionaire on Bull Street. Emily’s story, written or unwritten, currently sits in the shadow of Midnight, just as she often had sat in dim corridors of the Savannah courthouse because she was not permitted in the court room while the trials went on. Nevertheless, to those who know it her story stands out in factuality and mesmerizing style.
Emily had written much of her story while she was in Savannah, long before she appeared in my class in 2002. The narrative had poured out of her in a compelling voice that few writers find the freedom to release. She wrote about and told us about her unfortunate experiences with people associated with writing and film making. In fact, some such episodes were in her manuscript. I suggested she be careful to not put herself in the position of describing situations that she might not be able to back up in the event someone decided to sue. My statement felt flimsy as it came out of my mouth, directed at a woman who’d lived through infamous trials of conviction and reversal of conviction of the Jim Williams. Williams had money, she pointed out to me, but she barely had “a pot to pee in.” Who could possibly sue her, and what would they get? But, she did take most of those questionable episodes out of her writing.
At first, Emily’s story was bogged down with the inclusion of the transcripts of the four trials, and that weightiness took away from her own incredible narrative of the struggle between the haves and have nots. Finally, at the urging of other writers in our class, she took out the heavy versions of the trials. Then her perspective on the death of her son came through with more force. She said, “Williams was a fifty year old self-made millionaire with long standing involvement in the community, both socially and as an active member of the restoration goals of Savannah. Nevertheless, I knew this man was the person who killed my son. Danny didn’t have the wealth or power needed to be a part of Savannah’s society. He had nothing.”
Emily’s manner of expression is not simple; it is frank yet complex in its straightforwardness. It is voice for which all writers strive: voice driven by passion. Effective narrative voice must come from the heart, from a direct desire to impart something not only true but consequential. Emily’s story naturally had to involve the murder of her son, summaries of the trials, the eventual death of Williams, and the hype that overtook Savannah due to the Berendt’s book and Eastwood’s movie. Yet, Emily’s story is far more than that. That truth came to me early on as I began reading her drafts and found myself drawn into the grip of her early poverty. The voice made me feel anger and bitterness toward society and any family that doesn’t stand up for its children. But then that same voice forced me to realize that I cannot hold on to such feelings if I plan to leave this life unfettered. Her voice allowed me to be transported to become the woman who once packed a gun to even the score but then replaced it with the pen and written word.
During the time Emily was in my class I gained a deep sense of what it might be like to raise a child and then lose him in such a bizarre manner. The loss of a child is not a statistic or a newspaper headline; it’s a life-shaking trauma that demands support from any direction.
Emily had support from her other three children, employers, and some friends, but not from the legal system or society in general. The media focused on Williams and his dilemma. That fact has become ingrained in the mountain of lore of this country, as it was infamously publicized in print and fictionalized on the big screen. There was hardly mention of an Emily Bannister in the Berendt’s book, and in the movie there was no haunting camera shot of the dead boy’s mother sitting in the dim corridors of that courthouse. Only from the grip of Emily’s voice could a reader experience the depth of such loss and the emptiness that engulfed it. Yet, her story is far more than that tragedy; it includes the beauty and humor of life amid adversity.
When Emily depicted Danny he became real and not the invented Billy the hustler on Bull Street as depicted in the movie. She wrote about his first steps and how he was noticeably pigeon toed. Danny was of medium height and weight, and was muscular, with ash blond hair that wanted to curl when it became too long or damp, thick eyebrows and long dark eyelashes that emphasized big blue eyes. His lips tilted upward at the right corner when he smiled. Yes, I could see the resemblance to Judd Law, who play the role in the movie. Emily told about how as a small child, Danny was attracted to all forms of beauty, and cared little for anything competitive, choosing instead crayons, puzzles, and toys that produced music. He spent countless hours picking flowers in their spacious yard that must’ve appeared boundless to a small boy. He particularly liked the yellow jonquil and tiny white snowdrops, calling them bellflowers because of their shapes. She thought that Danny’s love for cultural beauty is probably one thing that drew him to Williams.
Emily’s story marches through cold reality of the murder and its aftermath, to entanglements with the legal systems and the burial, and then it backs up to weave in the narrative of her family and the old father who questioned her birthright and existence, her mother Snooky, the moves from house to house, Emily’s teenage marriage and babies, and the determination to gain an education despite poverty. It is in that texture that the reader is so thoroughly taken into another time and place and a life of which most people never catch more than a glimpse. The narrative takes on the level of a case study in Southern poverty, and then it rises to the escapades of an independent single mother and the challenges of raising children alone. Inevitably the story journeys back to the trials and the eventual acquittal and the death of Williams. After he final chapter, Emily added a “Finale.” It is entitled “Illegitimi non carborundum. (Don’t Let the Bastards Get You Down!)”
Why is it that some writers are able to capture authenticity through mundane details and how did Emily acquire that skill, or is it a talent that just comes naturally to some? My thought is that such talent is the gift rising out of a special sensitivity to how life is pieced together. Though she certainly spent ample time studying and learning the craft of writing, she, without a doubt, had something else going in her mind, something that allowed her to see and feel events and to capture them in scenes, always in the strong irony-filled narrative voice. She wrote of her father’s catastrophe in WWI and his subsequent misadventures in civilian life as if she were a historian piecing together the facts of times past.
Emily’s mundane details reveal the cobwebs in which she had grown up. She wrote that her father spent the rest of his life in and out of hospitals because of war injuries. Later, she learned that he had been married numerous times. She said, “I don’t think he even knew how many times until a Superior Court judge presented him with an itemized list, along with a summons to court sometime in the early seventies.” A list of no less than three women was read to her father and as to the whereabouts of these women, and her father replied that he’d “misplaced” them. He didn’t know where any of them were or whether they were still living. He said he’d never gotten a divorce from any of them. When he decided to leave them he just left. With her father in his seventies, and the length of time involved, the judge had little alternative but to perform a “mass divorce,” releasing him from the bonds of matrimony and rendering him a single man. Emily’s mother quickly realized that after thirty odd years of marriage, this also included her!
Emily continued to study creative writing in my classes for several years. In that time she made friends with other writers and she moved her story forward. My students respected her for her writing skills and for her story. Her honesty and humility was always peppered with a sharp-tongued edge of wit about society and the haves and have nots. She made us laugh at life.
My feelings toward Emily included affection and a bit of fear of ever crossing her. I was respectful to her as student, but I was aware that she might have inadvertently placed me in the haves box. On the other hand, she treated me with high regard as I mentored her through revisions of the manuscript. I coached her in steps for getting her story published, but she bulked when I told her she absolutely had to write a synopsis as part of the proposal package so that an agent could see the story in short form. She hissed out the “ssss” in synopsis, saying it brought up her deepest fear: that she could not write that story again. I knew that she meant she could not live the experience again. I understood that.
In the time I knew her she was living comfortably. She cherished the memory of her past experiences, but, she wanted to move further from the darkness, on into the light. I knew that and understood that in the deepest part of my heart. She was ill. She knew that at some point she would be free of life. She confided in me that she had “a diagnosis,” but she did not put a time frame to it. It was something that I could not fully comprehend, but it had the feeling of something arcane.
Through Emily’s story I knew I was experiencing one of the finest examples of litmus test creative nonfiction. The manuscript was finally in somewhat publishable form, but regardless all my honed teaching skills I could not force her steps to publishing. It was only up to her and now to her family. She often told me that all she wanted was for W.W. Norton to publish it and to give her two complimentary copies. I explained that she would need to jump through the hoops of the publishing world and that W.W. Norton might not provide any hoops. One of my students, a radio personality, told Emily that she would need to sharpen her skills as an interviewee for television and radio as part of the marketing plan for a book. Emily became incredibly livid at the idea that anything would be demanded of her. She felt that she had lived the story and wasn’t that enough? I knew she wasn’t being practical, but I also knew she was ill. Toward the end she would disappear from class occasionally and then reappear. One day as I was leaving my classroom, I found her in the hallway standing quietly and shyly alone, as thin as a rail. She told me she’d been hospitalized in relation to the illness and that she was now ready to come back to class, and she did for short while.
The compelling power of Emily’s story was a result how that writer had come to be. I could not toy with that. Emily was going to run her course and I could do nothing more than be her teacher, mentor, and try to be a friend as she would allow. She was going to disappear again and I just had to wait until she would reappear. Finally she did.
Emily came back to me with force. She’d slipped away to Savannah and died in November 2005; nevertheless, once I was able to visit the grave I could feel her spirit again. And, there is the manuscript: its words continue to come back to me with vigor. Though it may never see print, Emily’s story is not over. It still has time to penetrate those of us who knew her and anyone with whom we share her story. And, she lies peacefully yet still determined, in a grave beside her son, in a site that suites her well.
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A Savannah Site for Emily
She isn’t in the Bonaventure or anywhere nearby the grave of Jim Williams. She wouldn’t have tolerated such positioning. Emily took a stand against the man years ago and wrote it down word for word with a working title of Cannabis and Snowdrops, mainly because her son Danny loved both. Her story is not a sequel to Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil, though it tells of the aftermath; nor is it a prequel, though it tells of what happened in the years leading up to that fatal midnight. Rather, it is a kind of circling-and-spiraling, which I think of as Around Midnight. And, her story will likely never see the light of day.
In my most recent visit to her grave, the memories of having her as my student over three years poured out. One thing a creative writing teacher must never do is speak of his or her students’ stories in public, unless of course those writers have made their works public. For me that discretion ranks among the rules of priests, therapists and lawyers. And I would hesitate to speak now except for Emily’s prodding. She is as determined as she sleeps in Greenwich Cemetery as she was wide-eyed in my class.
“It’s fiction,” she had taunted from the back of the room that first day she was in my class and whenever I held up Berent’s book or mentioned the title. The thin sassy voice came with rich Savannah accent, from a pugnacious figure then totally unknown to me, one which I was not about to take on in front of my class of urbane aspiring writers.
“Fiction!” came again as loud as a whisper allows. After several more taunts from her it occurred to me that no matter who she is she might have something to add to my lecture on creative nonfiction or on the works that seem to be settling as the benchmarks of the sometimes wooly genre. Little did I know that over time she would modify my teaching of the topic of creative nonfiction, transform my perspective on issues of notoriety and on loss, and teach me much about voice driven writing styles.
Her writing was well underway when she entered my classes. Not a reaction to Berendt’s book, hers is the story of growing up as a “have not” in a world of powerful “haves” in the thick moss and mist of Savannah. Hers is the battle of growing up in the shadow of father old enough to be her grandfather and who gave her off in marriage at a young age, of raising four children virtually alone, of a dogged resistance to growing up ignorant just because you are poor, and of having a son shot to death in the home of millionaire on Bull Street. Emily’s story, written or unwritten, currently sits in the shadow of Midnight, just as she often had sat in dim corridors of the Savannah courthouse because she was not permitted in the court room while the trials went on. Nevertheless, to those who know it her story stands out in factuality and mesmerizing style.
Emily had written much of her story while she was in Savannah, long before she appeared in my class in 2002. The narrative had poured out of her in a compelling voice that few writers find the freedom to release. She wrote about and told us about her unfortunate experiences with people associated with writing and film making. In fact, some such episodes were in her manuscript. I suggested she be careful to not put herself in the position of describing situations that she might not be able to back up in the event someone decided to sue. My statement felt flimsy as it came out of my mouth, directed at a woman who’d lived through infamous trials of conviction and reversal of conviction of the Jim Williams. Williams had money, she pointed out to me, but she barely had “a pot to pee in.” Who could possibly sue her, and what would they get? But, she did take most of those questionable episodes out of her writing.
At first, Emily’s story was bogged down with the inclusion of the transcripts of the four trials, and that weightiness took away from her own incredible narrative of the struggle between the haves and have nots. Finally, at the urging of other writers in our class, she took out the heavy versions of the trials. Then her perspective on the death of her son came through with more force. She said, “Williams was a fifty year old self-made millionaire with long standing involvement in the community, both socially and as an active member of the restoration goals of Savannah. Nevertheless, I knew this man was the person who killed my son. Danny didn’t have the wealth or power needed to be a part of Savannah’s society. He had nothing.”
Emily’s manner of expression is not simple; it is frank yet complex in its straightforwardness. It is voice for which all writers strive: voice driven by passion. Effective narrative voice must come from the heart, from a direct desire to impart something not only true but consequential. Emily’s story naturally had to involve the murder of her son, summaries of the trials, the eventual death of Williams, and the hype that overtook Savannah due to the Berendt’s book and Eastwood’s movie. Yet, Emily’s story is far more than that. That truth came to me early on as I began reading her drafts and found myself drawn into the grip of her early poverty. The voice made me feel anger and bitterness toward society and any family that doesn’t stand up for its children. But then that same voice forced me to realize that I cannot hold on to such feelings if I plan to leave this life unfettered. Her voice allowed me to be transported to become the woman who once packed a gun to even the score but then replaced it with the pen and written word.
During the time Emily was in my class I gained a deep sense of what it might be like to raise a child and then lose him in such a bizarre manner. The loss of a child is not a statistic or a newspaper headline; it’s a life-shaking trauma that demands support from any direction.
Emily had support from her other three children, employers, and some friends, but not from the legal system or society in general. The media focused on Williams and his dilemma. That fact has become ingrained in the mountain of lore of this country, as it was infamously publicized in print and fictionalized on the big screen. There was hardly mention of an Emily Bannister in the Berendt’s book, and in the movie there was no haunting camera shot of the dead boy’s mother sitting in the dim corridors of that courthouse. Only from the grip of Emily’s voice could a reader experience the depth of such loss and the emptiness that engulfed it. Yet, her story is far more than that tragedy; it includes the beauty and humor of life amid adversity.
When Emily depicted Danny he became real and not the invented Billy the hustler on Bull Street as depicted in the movie. She wrote about his first steps and how he was noticeably pigeon toed. Danny was of medium height and weight, and was muscular, with ash blond hair that wanted to curl when it became too long or damp, thick eyebrows and long dark eyelashes that emphasized big blue eyes. His lips tilted upward at the right corner when he smiled. Yes, I could see the resemblance to Judd Law, who play the role in the movie. Emily told about how as a small child, Danny was attracted to all forms of beauty, and cared little for anything competitive, choosing instead crayons, puzzles, and toys that produced music. He spent countless hours picking flowers in their spacious yard that must’ve appeared boundless to a small boy. He particularly liked the yellow jonquil and tiny white snowdrops, calling them bellflowers because of their shapes. She thought that Danny’s love for cultural beauty is probably one thing that drew him to Williams.
Emily’s story marches through cold reality of the murder and its aftermath, to entanglements with the legal systems and the burial, and then it backs up to weave in the narrative of her family and the old father who questioned her birthright and existence, her mother Snooky, the moves from house to house, Emily’s teenage marriage and babies, and the determination to gain an education despite poverty. It is in that texture that the reader is so thoroughly taken into another time and place and a life of which most people never catch more than a glimpse. The narrative takes on the level of a case study in Southern poverty, and then it rises to the escapades of an independent single mother and the challenges of raising children alone. Inevitably the story journeys back to the trials and the eventual acquittal and the death of Williams. After he final chapter, Emily added a “Finale.” It is entitled “Illegitimi non carborundum. (Don’t Let the Bastards Get You Down!)”
Why is it that some writers are able to capture authenticity through mundane details and how did Emily acquire that skill, or is it a talent that just comes naturally to some? My thought is that such talent is the gift rising out of a special sensitivity to how life is pieced together. Though she certainly spent ample time studying and learning the craft of writing, she, without a doubt, had something else going in her mind, something that allowed her to see and feel events and to capture them in scenes, always in the strong irony-filled narrative voice. She wrote of her father’s catastrophe in WWI and his subsequent misadventures in civilian life as if she were a historian piecing together the facts of times past.
Emily’s mundane details reveal the cobwebs in which she had grown up. She wrote that her father spent the rest of his life in and out of hospitals because of war injuries. Later, she learned that he had been married numerous times. She said, “I don’t think he even knew how many times until a Superior Court judge presented him with an itemized list, along with a summons to court sometime in the early seventies.” A list of no less than three women was read to her father and as to the whereabouts of these women, and her father replied that he’d “misplaced” them. He didn’t know where any of them were or whether they were still living. He said he’d never gotten a divorce from any of them. When he decided to leave them he just left. With her father in his seventies, and the length of time involved, the judge had little alternative but to perform a “mass divorce,” releasing him from the bonds of matrimony and rendering him a single man. Emily’s mother quickly realized that after thirty odd years of marriage, this also included her!
Emily continued to study creative writing in my classes for several years. In that time she made friends with other writers and she moved her story forward. My students respected her for her writing skills and for her story. Her honesty and humility was always peppered with a sharp-tongued edge of wit about society and the haves and have nots. She made us laugh at life.
My feelings toward Emily included affection and a bit of fear of ever crossing her. I was respectful to her as student, but I was aware that she might have inadvertently placed me in the haves box. On the other hand, she treated me with high regard as I mentored her through revisions of the manuscript. I coached her in steps for getting her story published, but she bulked when I told her she absolutely had to write a synopsis as part of the proposal package so that an agent could see the story in short form. She hissed out the “ssss” in synopsis, saying it brought up her deepest fear: that she could not write that story again. I knew that she meant she could not live the experience again. I understood that.
In the time I knew her she was living comfortably. She cherished the memory of her past experiences, but, she wanted to move further from the darkness, on into the light. I knew that and understood that in the deepest part of my heart. She was ill. She knew that at some point she would be free of life. She confided in me that she had “a diagnosis,” but she did not put a time frame to it. It was something that I could not fully comprehend, but it had the feeling of something arcane.
Through Emily’s story I knew I was experiencing one of the finest examples of litmus test creative nonfiction. The manuscript was finally in somewhat publishable form, but regardless all my honed teaching skills I could not force her steps to publishing. It was only up to her and now to her family. She often told me that all she wanted was for W.W. Norton to publish it and to give her two complimentary copies. I explained that she would need to jump through the hoops of the publishing world and that W.W. Norton might not provide any hoops. One of my students, a radio personality, told Emily that she would need to sharpen her skills as an interviewee for television and radio as part of the marketing plan for a book. Emily became incredibly livid at the idea that anything would be demanded of her. She felt that she had lived the story and wasn’t that enough? I knew she wasn’t being practical, but I also knew she was ill. Toward the end she would disappear from class occasionally and then reappear. One day as I was leaving my classroom, I found her in the hallway standing quietly and shyly alone, as thin as a rail. She told me she’d been hospitalized in relation to the illness and that she was now ready to come back to class, and she did for short while.
The compelling power of Emily’s story was a result how that writer had come to be. I could not toy with that. Emily was going to run her course and I could do nothing more than be her teacher, mentor, and try to be a friend as she would allow. She was going to disappear again and I just had to wait until she would reappear. Finally she did.
Emily came back to me with force. She’d slipped away to Savannah and died in November 2005; nevertheless, once I was able to visit the grave I could feel her spirit again. And, there is the manuscript: its words continue to come back to me with vigor. Though it may never see print, Emily’s story is not over. It still has time to penetrate those of us who knew her and anyone with whom we share her story. And, she lies peacefully yet still determined, in a grave beside her son, in a site that suites her well.
Source by Sarah Anne Shope, PhD
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