Aliverse

Ever wonder what book-lovers do in their spare time? No? Ok, probably not, but since I am friends with other book-lovers, book-reviewers, writers, etc, I often wonder what they do when they aren’t reading.

For example, I know my sister-in-law (fellow book-lover and reviewer at Planet Books) has a lovely singing voice and enjoys karaoke.

Another reviewer that I follow on Twitter is a Buffy The Vampire Slayer fan. (http://twitter.com/jennIRL)

When JennIRL posted about watching some Buffy I immediately got sucked in. I, too, am a massive Buffy fan. (or more accurately, a massive Spike fan) Just a couple of tweets about season 1 got me in the Buffy spirit. So for the past couple of weeks I have been eschewing most other activities in my spare time, in favor of devouring the entire series of Buffy The Vampire Slayer.

I have to admit, I was not a fan from the beginning. I didn’t even hop on the bandwagon during the second or third season. No, I started watching when the show was over. I started watching on DVD in 2004, due to much pressure from my husband (then boyfriend.) Initially I refused to watch. The show had been so hyped, there was no way I could be interested. In fact, there was no way he was going to convince me when my friends hadn’t been successful. They had me watch the musical episode (Once More With Feeling) and instead of being charmed, as they expected, I was irritated. Bad singing! Bad acting! And why the hell was there a red, demony looking guy? The only person who caught my interest at all in that ridiculous mess was this peroxide blonde guy with an English accent. Little did I know that would eventually become one of my top ten episodes and Spike was the one I would love the most for the entirety of his time on the series.

So when my husband insisted I would love it, I balked. Instead he warmed me up to the world of Joss Whedon by getting me into Firefly. Now that was an excellent show. Funny, intelligent, and different! It was a space-western. The characters were lovable, and the dialogue was witty. Plus, how can you not love a show with a male character named Jayne?

After we finished that series, I was willing to give Buffy another chance. After all, the same guy who created by beloved Firefly was the same one who created Buffy. We started watching season 1. I was bored to tears. The acting! Those outfits! UGH! So not interested! But I agreed to keep watching, as my husband insisted it got better by season 2. I got a little more interested as the relationship between Buffy and Angel blossomed. Then came the magic of season 2. Spike. *choir of demons* Busting right through the Sunnydale sign in his black DeSoto, he immediately caught my attention. Of course the first thing I thought, other than ‘he’s kinda hot’ was ‘what a horrible accent!’  Turns out, his accent improves quite a bit by the end of the series. It’s still not really ever spot-on, but it gets better and the character is endearing enough that it works.

Anyway, long story short (too late!), I got sucked in big-time and am now a die-hard fan for life.

So when JennIRL posted about a few episodes, I dug out the DVDs and had myself some marathon Buffy watching sessions.

Almost a week later, I’m now feeling a bit of withdrawal. I’ll watch Angel (for the first time; I resisted this show as well) with my husband when he gets home from Afghanistan.

Meanwhile, I’m left with not much to fill my spare time (what precious little I have) except in reading. It is my first love and comfort, after all, so it isn’t a bad substitute. Plus it tends to leave me curious and creative, rather than zombie-like and wanting just one more show, no matter how late it is.

So…that said…anyone know where I can get a 1963 DeSoto?