I *Heart* Han Solo
It is a terrible book, but it is no longer a terrible unfinished book. I’ve been working on smoke for a long time–it’s the second book I ever finished, and while it was done (as in the ending was finished) it wasn’t…well, any good. I still love it. It was the first book I ever finished by letting the characters tell me what happened.
It’s done. By “done” I mean in publishable form, even though nobody would ever publish such a thing. For one thing, it’s badly constructed, the main character is a Mary Sue, the hero isn’t a hero, there’s drug use, suicide, adultery, and lots of “oh please you are too stupid to live” going on.
But I still like it. When I get my proof copy and take a look at it, we’ll see.
On another note, I love Star Wars. Harrison Ford and Carrie Fisher look so young. I always loved Han Solo more than Luke anyway. Han was ambiguous, dangerous and sexy. Luke was just a Hero.
I wanted to BE Han Solo. Screw being a Princess or a Hero, I wanted to be a smuggler with a Wookie by my side.
Hey, there’s a filk song in that. I’d Rather Be Han Solo.
It ain’t easy being a princess
Protocol ain’t my thing
Receptions make me yawn
Parties until dawn
And diplomatic boys
with all their bling,
BO-ring!
OH I’d rather be Han Solo
A smuggler with a Wookie by my side
I’d do the Kessel run
With my hair all up in buns
And the Millennium Falcon as my ride (yo, yo)
*scribbles furiously* (Help with lyrics would be appreciated.)
I go for Kyuzo in Seven Samurai too. (Hey, we all know A New Hope is Hidden Fortress revised.)
The kids have all three Star Wars movies plus the latest one that came out; Episode I and II are not allowed in this house and the DHM had to plead to get III in over my objections. Still, it’s got Mace Windu and Yoda. But come on. JarJar? Midichlorians? Puh-leeze, Mr. Lucas.
It’s going to be a long day.
Now that the Muse has finished bugging me to redo smoke, I’m going to watch Star Wars and maybe take another whack at that space opera. Yeah, it’s cliche, but what are you going to do?
Watching Alec Guinness stride his way through Obi-Wan Kenobi is great fun. I can almost see Ewan McGregor growing up to become Guinness’s Obi Wan. *shivers in delight* Hey, I read the novelization Alan Dean Foster did, Kenobi comes through as a much deeper character there.
Which reminds me, I saw a Return of the Jedi novelization (I think I even own such a beast, written by James Kahn) but not an Empire Strikes Back one. I wonder if such a beast even exists, and who it was ghostwritten by…
But I’ll still rather be Han Solo.
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