Look! It's Julia.

lookitsjulia — Fri, 20 Feb 2009 03:01:40 +0000

You ask someone who loves BtVS why they love it, and you may get a hundred different answers from as many people. The humor, the horror, the writing, the acting, the drama, the way those things blend together in the most singular of ways.

They are lying.

That was what hooked them. Window dressing to the truth of the matter: there is not a single person who loves that show that does not have an emotional connection with its narrative and characters. It means something to us. It raised us, consoled us, made us laugh and cry and scream, kept us up at night with crosses clutched in sweaty palms. When the characters die, a little piece of us goes with them.

It’s why we care so much. Why we have been waiting for months for Dollhouse, why we know what all the Scoobies are doing these days, why we listen to what Joss says with rapt attention.

It’s not hero worship, it’s family. Not with him, or any of the other wonderful artists involved, but with the story, and by extension with eachother. This one thing binds us all together: our lives changed when we met Buffy Anne Summers. We became stronger, more resolute, more pure in our belief that good is in the world, that shitty things happen, that people die and sometimes that sucks, that if you fight hard enough and long enough you can beat the bastards back to hell.

And isn’t that what keeps us all going?

Look! Stuck Like a Pin.

lookitsjulia — Tue, 27 Jan 2009 22:40:10 +0000

Toes in, heels out, sea lapping at rough sand.

Distant ship sliding along towards rough land.

Curiosity calls it forward, but

Fear keeps hands in pockets, and voice silent.

Slowly sinking, indecision pins her.

Sinking sun, rising horizon, dark’ning sky,

Holds the figure on the shore with dark’ning eye.

Motive drains from soul to heart to scarred hands

Gnarled and rubbed clean by frigid sea water.

Slide along slowly, years of tides pin him.

Look! Strange Currencies.

lookitsjulia — Tue, 22 Jul 2008 21:43:47 +0000

Sweetheart, let’s not get caught up in the moment.
If you had been here, I would have known it.
You always stand back, assess the situation.
Stand back, refuse to join my nation.

Chivalry might be dead, but it’d be nice to hear
That you feel just a little of my fear
Take my hand, hold me tight
Whisper, “Who knows if it’ll be alright?”

I don’t belong to you. I never have.
So take me down a different path.
We run, we wind, we blow around.
Don’t pick me up off the ground.

Aren’t we just strange currencies?
Running electric underneath.
Invisible, one minute gone.
Never started, but now we’re done.

Look! Some wallpapers.

lookitsjulia — Tue, 22 Jul 2008 05:20:21 +0000

Enjoy.

Look! My Ph.D. in HORRIBLENESS!

lookitsjulia — Tue, 22 Jul 2008 00:38:06 +0000

So, Dr. Horrible premiered this week (if you missed it, too late, it’s gone. GO BUY IT!) and I took some screenshots, so here are some for your viewing pleasure

And there are obviously like, hundreds more where that came from. Okay, a hundred. But if you want anything specific, feel free to ask!