So. Context. Last Wednesday I spoke at Ignite Cardiff (video here somewhere) and, having had some of the best but also busiest weeks in recent memory, I opted, in good old Blue Peter fashion, for the ‘here’s one I did earlier’ tactic and proceeded to limerick my way through a condensed version of my A to Z Challenge efforts. Turns out, silly sci-fi translates quite well to the stage. Who knew? In unrelated news, a friend who came to watch me posted a link to this on Facebook. I’ve still not actually watched ‘Frozen’ (I do now own it – I’m getting
And now, the end is near, and as I draw the final curtain… etc. and so on. Yes, we’ve reached Z – if you’re still with me, then you must be a true friend, a bit bored, or someone with an impressive tolerance of things that are a bit silly. Or maybe you just kept checking back in case it had gotten better since last time… sorry about that… Whichever it is, congratulations, hold onto your towel, so long and thanks for all the fish. Oh, and Z is for Zaphod Beeblebrox. Loosely… It really does have to be said
Y is for Yoda. Yo-yo-yo-yo-yoda. When writing a limerick on Yoda It’s hard to avoid talk of soda. As Weird Al discovered, The rhyme’s nicely covered, Though I feel like a lyric freeloader…
We’ve made it to X – only two more letters after this and I’ll have successfully A – Z-ed my way through another April. One group of characters I haven’t yet abused in limerick is superheroes. Allow me to rectify that here. X is for X-Men. Some could alter the weather’s behaviour. Some were handy when needing a saviour. Cyclops, Rogue, Wolverine; Phoenix (aka Jean). (Bonus points for Pat Stewart’s Xavier!)
I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this, but I really hate clothes shopping. Today I had to do some – two and a half hours spent dodging parents and polyester. Lovely. Plenty of time for my cotton-addled brain to come up with this… anyone unfamiliar with Wicked may wish to peruse the original that inspired it here. And then go see it sometime in all its grand, green, thrillifying glory. (Shopper) I know this feeling, this is nothing new. Forced into shopping for my clothes won’t do. People are rushing. Clothes floor to ceiling. Parents are shushing. Oh why’s this appealing? No
New readers to this blog will no doubt right now be thinking, “W and she’s only just now got to Doctor Who? And she calls herself a sci-fi fan?! Disgraceful!” Regular readers will no doubt right now be thinking “I’m sure she did Doctor Who already…” And they’d be right. I did. Here. And, arguably, here. At which point you could claim that I was starting to run out of material and therefore having to revisit characters. And I could reply that, given there have technically been 13* incarnations of The Doctor, and I’ve only covered two of them, he’s still very much fair
If ever a series was conceived with the needs of an A to Z Challenge blogger with a penchant for science fiction in mind, it’s ‘V‘. ‘V’ is therefore dedicated to ‘V’. It had to be said that the ‘Visitors’ Seemed nice, and exceptional listeners. But the truth, it was solemn, For the rebel Fifth Column Knew they’d eat you, or else make you prisoners.
U is for Uhura. Good with words, partial to a bit of singing, officer aboard a space ship going boldly where noone had gone before… a role model for a sci-fi loving, limerick writing choir addict if ever there was one. Quite good at comms was Uhura. Her Klingon could not have been surer. French, Italian, Chinese – She could speak ’em with ease – And her singing voice couldn’t have been purer.
I rather enjoyed Enterprise. For one thing, it had a rather stonking opening theme sung by Russell Watson. For another, it starred Scott Bakula, someone I’d grown up watching in Quantum Leap. Handily for these purposes, it also happened to feature two rather cool characters called Trip and T’Pol. The logical Vulcan T’Pol And Trip with his soft Southern drawl. Who could fortell They’d get on so well? It’s surprising they got on at all!
One of my favourite science fiction series from a story (and, for that matter, acting quality) point of view is the remake of Battlestar Galactica. I haven’t seen the original – I can’t decide if I want to, just to see what it’s like, or whether it might spoil my memories of the remake in some way. One of my favourite characters in BSG (among many – have I mentioned the acting quality?) is Kara Thrace, aka Starbuck. I can’t imagine Starbuck as a male, even allowing for how much I loved Dirk Benedict in the A-Team*. In my head Starbuck is, and will