jacquelineb: (lady in green)

You know the type. He’s dry, sharp, knowing, smug, ironic, pompous, witty, brutally honest, either blithely ignorant or gleeful in shucking aside the norms of social interaction, intelligent, flamboyant with language and creative with insults…

And therefore, hot as hell.

Malcolm Tucker

Peter Capaldi as Malcolm Tucker

You pick up patterns of the type of people you’re attracted to (well, if you’re like me and prone to navel gazing and retrospection and pattern-seeking). And this kind of man, usually in the form of one TV character or another, has been one of them for me for a long time. As teenager, it was John Munch from Homicide: Life on the Street (let’s not dwell on the fact that Richard Belzer who plays him is my parents’ age ie. pushing 70 now!)

John Munch

Richard Belzer as John Munch

and the Doctor from Star Trek: Voyager.

The Doctor

Robert Picardo as The Doctor

He’s a type that reoccurs often, taking unsuspecting folks by surprise in his abrasiveness that still manages to attract fans almost slavish devotion. The obvious literary predecessor is Jane Eyre‘s Rochester. He’s snarky, snide, sarcastic, and smart, and somehow, devastatingly attractive to Jane and her readers. I’m pressed to think of examples that are not current, but three examples would be: Sherlock (the original Holmes fits this to a certain extent but no where near as cutting as Benedict Cumberbatch’s incarnation); Greg House (unsurprisingly, has his origins in Holmes as well); some incarnations of the Doctor from Doctor Who (or at least aspects of his incarnations) and Malcolm Tucker (just starting watching The Thick of It for the first time today which prompted this post.)

For a number of women (and indeed men) it is bewildering that anyone cold be attracted to this kind of man. Who in their right mind wants to be with someone who is so bloody rude?

There’s a number of things at play here. One, intelligence is sexy. Two, so is a sense of humour, even if it is cutting. Three, the willingness and audacity to fly in the face of expectation is terribly cool; he is the thinking girl’s bad boy. Four, and I think this is quite important, is the idea that if a man who is that smart, that exacting, so dismissive of large swathes of humanity for not meeting his standards, turns around and deems you, yes, you – humble yet ambitious, desperate to be clever and exacting and sharp, as he is – worthy of his attention…well, isn’t that a coup? How marvelous must you be if he, the poster boy for misanthropy, decides you are special?

Or maybe that’s just me. I suspect there’s some truth in there, though. Probably because as I got a little older these men have become a little less appealing. Intriguing still, yes, but not quite so held up as the ideal, because you know what? Don’t really need Mr. Smart Arse (as much as he might make me laugh darkly at the petty foibles of society) deciding for me if I’m worth it or not. (Still, Malcolm Tucker can swear at me in his lovely Scottish bur any day of the week. ;) )

I know there are more of this type. Anyone care to share their own clever, sarcastic, witty bastards? Thoughts on why they are so compelling despite our better judgement?

[Of course, you may have also noticed from the above a general interest in older men - compared to me, and certainly at 14 they were much, much older - and interesting profiles, but those topics need entries of their own.]

Mirrored from jacquelinebrocker.esquinx.net.

jacquelineb: (uhura holding spock)
I keep meaning to update this with something meaningful or at least more descriptive about what's been happening with me, and I have a rather large chunk of text with what's been happening over the past few weeks, but for the moment I'm just going to report on how my writing is going.

Last week I finally finished the first draft of the screenplay for Script Frenzy. In the end it was 111 pages (well, 112 if you include the title page). To say it needs an overhall is an understatement. I think it would would work better as a miniseries then a film, mainly because there are many characters and I want to allow each of their stories to be told. But have put it aside for now. I'm happy that the core of what I want to tell of that is out on paper and not in my head.

I'm finding that that's one of the things that feels really good about writing; getting it out of my mind and into some sort of coherent form. Which is probably why I've been stressing a bit about not posting; all these thoughts, and they aren't out there yet!

Had a chat with A last week about how I should actually be going about the practical everyday reality of writing. I told him that I was getting frustrated that I'd go to work, come home with all these plans of what I would write, but just couldn't do it. He suggested that perhaps I actively not write on my work days (which are, unless otherwise arranged, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday) and only do it on my non-work days. This made sense, and I have tried to stick to it this week (okay, I cheated a little and took a few notes for ideas, but aside from that I was not writing!) Apart from anything else, that was kind of the idea of having a three day a week job, so you know, it makes sense to do it this way....

The plan, which has worked so far this week, has been to write several hundred words of a couple of projects a day. Obviously, the Dragon Novel is there, but I'm also working on a couple of short stories. The reason for that is I want to start working on getting a publication record sooner than the novel will be done. Because the Dragon Novel? I'm in for the long haul on this one. The plan has so far worked, and I think I've been slightly giddy and my head has been a bit elsewhere as a result of it.

(Have also been watching Dollhouse, which has messed with my head a bit...)

Happy news: A and I celebrated our one year anniversary last week. Him with dinner, me with breakfast, and with the wonderful aid of Skype, had a meal together. His idea. :) Ah, technology!

Speaking of that, I have a new mobile. Considering that I bought my current/first ever mobile back in 2003 (when I went into the 3 store when I first got to Cambridge the girls working there stared at in awe as if it were a museum piece, and asked if it had snakes on it and if they could have a play. When I went in on Wednesday to actually buy a phone, I had a nearly identical conversation with the guy who sold this one to me...tis probably a miracle it has lasted this long.)

Saw the reboot of Star Trek on Monday, which I enjoyed thoroughly. It don't think it gives too much away to say that J.J. Abrams was able to put his own stamp on it while acknowledging the original series. The cast I thought was well chosen, and the script written as such that they each got their own chance to shine. (And there was a kiss I completely melted at. That hasn't happened for a bloody long time when watching a film.)

Hmm, ok so there was more than just writing in this post. Oh well.

Now off to collapse on the couch with a book.

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