My (short) birthday wish list

Yes I have a short list of birthday wishes. I don't normally do this but since twitter has been kind of an escape for me, I figured I might as well boost my creativity and my microscopic ego and come up with a wish list of what I would like for my birthday.

See, March 15th has never been a good day. Yeah it's the day that Ceasar was murdered by Brutus and all and thanks to that, I've always been told it's a bad day. Last year solidified it when I backed my car into a ditch in front a 1/2 dozen or so of my friends including my brother in law and after losing my dad last year, I want to make it fun without having to call AAA to haul my car's sorry ass out of a ditch.

Sooooo...here's my short list - and I do hope Murray Gold pays particular attention because one of these is for him.

1. a twitvid or YT vid filled with singing and pics - and ladies, you know what I mean by pics. A little fangirl love, please. ;)

2. the lyrics to The Songs of Captivity and Freedom and the Song of Freedom - This one I direct to @murraygold, you musical genius you. I hear the words but can't quite figure them out. As a singer, this frustrates me. I want to sing it right and KNOW what I'm singing. I know you're busy with putting music to Doctor Who and thus spending a lot of time in the studio but if you could fit it in...

3. a card signed by David Tennant. I was never able to get one from HeadwayEssex and want to smack myself for it. I'll have to dream about this one.

4. Chocolate! I'm a girl after all and most girls love chocolate.

See..not such a long list at all. One's a kind of easy, one's creatively challenging, one's stretching it, and the last my husband will get me...maybe...or he'll just get me a nice dinner..

My Road

I see my road less traveled
Unmarked by my footprints
The desire to tread upon it is intoxicating.
Oh, for the courage to try

I see my road less traveled
ready for me to begin
a new adventure awaits me
and a world of creativity in sight

A WTH Moment

BBC Entertainment is reporting that "A close examination of Mona Lisa's eyes suggests she could have had too much cholesteol in her diet"

WTH?!? It's a painting...one of the most popular paintings in the world and they're saying she had high cholesterol?

Overanalyze much?

David Tennant -An Actor of My Generation

There are many actors and actresses that I truly admire for their talent: Liam Neeson, Meryl Streep, Kenneth Branagh, and Helen Mirren just to name a few.

But these actors are from an older generation - a few of them old enough to be my parents.

I have thought for a few years that there was not a single actor from my generation that had the versatility to portray various characters. A few have come close - Johnny Depp and George Clooney, but none have come as close as David Tennant.

For 4 years, Mr. Tennant has been a staple on British television portraying the lead role in the BBC series Doctor Who. While on hiatus from playing the tenth Time Lord, he has filled his time portraying a number of different roles. From a man suffering from a traumatic brain injury in Recovery, to tackling Shakespeare's Hamlet on stage at the Royal Shakespeare Company. the latter has recently aired on BBC.

I must admit that when I watch this extremely talented actor, I find myself engrossed in any character he portrays. It's not his looks that make me enjoy the roles he plays (although this is a great advantage), but it's the fact that he brings so much of the boundless energy, humor, rage, sadness, and, dare I say joy to the role that it leaves me with a range of emotions that no other actor has been able to bring out of me.

On Friday, 1 January 2010 David takes his final bow as the Doctor in what is sure to be not only epic but emotional, not just for him (as he has stated on several ocassions that this was his dream role to play), but for loyal viewers all over the world who jump online to download it minutes after it goes off on BBC rather than wait until it airs locally.

*WARNING* IF YOU HAVE BEEN LIVING UNDER A ROCK IN THE MIDDLE OF THE OCEAN AND HAVEN'T WATCHED THE FIRST PART OF THE END OF TIME, WTF ARE YOU DOING HERE??? THERE BE SPOILERS BELOW! GO WATCH AND COME BACK!

I had mentioned on Twitter that, "A true sign of a great actor is 1 who can not only radiate emotion thru words but n actions as well. DT IS that actor."

That being said, as I sat and watched the first part of his final episodes as the Tenth Doctor, there are scenes where you can see David - the actor - playing the character -no words-just actions. Moving about the TARDIS, sensing what's happening and knowing that the Master is returning. Then there is That scene - the one where I as a fan of the tenth Doctor literally felt the most pain and heartache since he wiped Donna's memory (and to the Rose fans out there, don't worry, I like Rose but it is my firm belief that Donna was the most loyal companion even before the metacrisis). The scene in the cafe I wanted to (and did - twice) cry not just for him but with him as the Doctor spoke with Wilf of his impending death. There was the confrontation in the wastelands where he just stood - bravely, defiantly, glaring at the Master and ready for anything.

Although there have been various reviews (WTF being in most of them), I am content to say that eventhough there were several moments in the program where I was shaking my head in confusion (and also saying WTF), I found it to be well written and directed. After watching the series for the past 4 years, I feel that Russell T. Davies, the outgoing writer for the longest running science fiction program EVER (Take that Battlestar Galactica & Stargate), will do good by the fans and set things up to end properly and with a great deal of tears.

My First Fanfic

Yep, here it is. My first ever fan fiction.

Enjoy!

Vanishing
(Forever Knight Fiction based on Mariah Carey's song "Vanishing")
By Becky Burns

If I could recapture
All of the memories
And bring them to life
Surely I would

Hear the distant laughter
Wasn't it you and me
Surviving the night
You're fading out of my sight
Swiftly

He sat at the bar. Glass in hand. Half full. He stared at the contorted
reflection of himself in the glass and remembered her. How he
longed to have her with him. Her love of life, her love of knowledge,
and her love of him. How he wanted those memories alive again.

He remembered the first time he saw her.  Her olive skin, flowing
blond hair, and her innocent blue eyes looking down compassionately at
him as he weakened to his knees with fatigue.  The touch of her warm
skin to his as she helped him rise.  He recalled the following evening
looking up at the stars with her.  She spoke of how she wanted to learn
about the wonders of it all.  He wanted so much to teach her.  He
presented her with a single rose to show his love for her.  As the music
in the bar lingered as closing hour approached, so did his memories of
her warm smile.

You're vanishing
Drifting away
You're vanishing

I was so enraptured
No sensibility
To open my eyes
I misunderstood

//Maybe it was his words.//  He thought to himself as he poured
himself another glass.  //Why did I listen?  You would be with me had
I not listened.  I wouldn't be tormenting myself like this.  At the time,
I thought he was right.  You're innocence was what drew me to you
and was what made me want you all the more.  I was so wrong to
have listened to him.  Damn him for it.//

Now you're fading faster
It's suddenly hard to see
You're taking the light
Letting the shadows inside
Swiftly

With each year that goes by, a small piece of her fades away into
the recesses of his memory.  It became difficult to remember the
delicate features of her face and how smooth her skin was as he
caressed her. The light that she had brought into his life was beginning
to fade.  The darkness was returning as quickly as the morning sun
rose above the skyline.

You're vanishing
Drifting away
You're vanishing

Reaching out into the distance
Searching for spirits of the past
Just a trace of your existence To grasp

//I have searched across the ages.// He thought aloud as he paced
around the now empty bar.  All the party animals had gone to slumber.
But he remained.  Alone.  //I have found no one who has compared to
your innocence or beauty.  The only remainder of your life I have is
either the memories I have of you or the man who kept us apart.//

And if somehow I could recapture
All of the memories
Lord knows I would
And now you're fading faster
Getting so hard to see
Taking the light
Letting the darkness inside
Swiftly

The glass he held tightly in his grasp suddenly was thrusted across
the room, smashing against the wall behind the bar.  //Oh how I wish
I could bring you back to me!  We were meant to be together.  I don't
want to forget you.  But that part of me that you captured so quickly
is dying to the point of minuscule proportions.  The light that you
brought into my world is now growing dim and it will not be
rekindled again.

I love you, Fleur and I shall always keep a part of you with me.
No matter how minute the memory is, you will be a part or me forever.

You're vanishing`       `
                         Drifting away` `
                                                      You're vanishing`                 Away

What to do with this Blog

So, I've figured out what I'm going to use this blog for.

I love to write but singing is my thing. That's the one thing I know I'm always good at. But, something that a lot of people don't know is that I love to write.

I mostly write fanfiction. Most know what fanfiction is but for those that don't it is stories written using characters from a television show, book, song, or movie.

The first fanfiction was for the show Forever Knight. The first story I had posted was a one-shot called Vanishing, based on the song of the same name by Mariah Carey. It received fairly good reviews. This made me want to write more, so I did. The last story I did was the biggest thing I could possibly do. It took me a year since I was working and writing at the same time and I'm such a perfectionist when it comes to accuracy and grammer. I was rather happy at the outcome.

But I put it on hold for a time. I had to find another passion to write about.

It took quite a number of years but I did and I'm writing again.

Thank you, Doctor Who!

It may be slow in being posted but It will be.


Stay tuned!