Hmmm. Several years ago, a friend (NABBSB) wanted me to read it, but I declined. In part, I'd just read Anne Rice's Sleeping Beauty pr0n, and when "adult Wizard of Oz" was described I just didn't feel up to it. I loved the Oz books as a kid and watched the movie every year, and didn't want to see it turned into bad pr0n.
So this friend swore it wasn't like that, and went so far as to loan me his copy, but all the quotes in praise of it were by authors I don't like, so I never did read it.
Tho I did return it, which is something this friend is horrid about doing with books I lend him.
See, this would be why I love Jilli. The ensembles are just a bonus.
In part, I'd just read Anne Rice's Sleeping Beauty pr0n, and when "adult Wizard of Oz" was described I just didn't feel up to it. I loved the Oz books as a kid and watched the movie every year, and didn't want to see it turned into bad pr0n.
Oh! Gosh, no, not at all like the Sleeping Beauty stuff. Not in the slightest.
It's the story of the Wicked Witch (Elphaba), told from a bit before her birth to her death. It's very much rooted in the Oz books, I think (although it's years since I read them) but it's ALSO very much rooted in the movie (which is, heaven knows, pretty damned different from the books). We have backstory for Elphaba's family, and the origin of her sister's ruby slippers, and why they're so important to her. We have Elphaba attending University, where she ends up getting to know (and dislike, and eventually become friends with) Galinda, who later calls herself Glinda. And there's the Wizard, with his role in Elphaba's story. And there's the origin of the flying monkeys. There
is
a wee bit of sex, but it's only a very wee bit of sex and there may even be a tactful fade to black, I forget - but she does have a lover at one point. Poor girl. She doesn't exactly have a cheery life, but she certainly has a passionate and eventful one.
It's worth looking at - and having read (well, skimmed) the
Sleeping Beauty
books, I can say with some confidence that it's a horse of a different colour.
Toto is sitting on my feet.
Therefore, I cannot do math.
But I stand Absolutely No Chance of being able to even sing along with the song in the privacy of my living room, because it kills me ded.
I just sing along through the crying, because, well, I have to.
Hey, guys! Back from a week out of town. Skipped muchly.
To sum up my week:
Lake wet.
Phoenix pretty; fucking hot.
What have I missed? Anything earth-shattering?
I just sing along through the crying, because, well, I have to.
See, I
did
that, but I think it would be...inaccurate to describe the resulting noise as singing. It was...not a pleasant sound. But heartfelt.
here Toto! Off vw's feet!
Hey, if I have to work.
Hey, my Bitches. Come up with a few skills that most people don't have but could benefit from mastering.
Critical fucking thinking
Parenting skills
Basic courtesy
