Mar. 19th, 2011 12:19 pm
thepainted_lady: (Always a little apart)
"There is a moment...when you say to yourself 'Oh, there you are. I've been looking for you forever.'" ~ Glee

"I want the fairy tale." ~ Pretty Woman

...I need to step away from the pop culture. All it does is depress me.
thepainted_lady: (*facepalm*)
I am so very, very done with this. I not going to make it 15 more days.

I'd really like to be able to see my feet again, k?

ETA: ...On the endearing side, she kicks every time I speak, like she's really excited to hear my voice, which is really sweet? Though I do wish she'd stop kicking so hard.
thepainted_lady: (Deep in thought)
This journal is one year old today. That feels significant somehow.
thepainted_lady: (Capable of more than you think)
"...I was a Flower of the mountain yes when I put the rose in my hair like the Andalusian girls used or shall I wear a red yes and how he kissed me under the Moorish wall and I thought well as well him as another and then I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes to say yes my mountain flower and first I put my arms around him yes and drew him down to me so he could feel my breasts all perfume yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will Yes."

...I don't know why it keeps striking me lately, but it does, playing 'round and 'round in my memory.
thepainted_lady: (Happy smile)
As of this week, the baby is developing irises in its eyes, and fingernails and hair! Even more exciting--when we go into the clinic this week, we might be able to hear its heartbeat for the first time!!!!!!
thepainted_lady: (Secret smile)
Barring complications, he or she will be a Pisces, like me.
thepainted_lady: (Girl in the mirror)
I suppose I should still get around to actually giving the journal a title, but for the moment, I'm going to just be pleased with my new header and getting the colors to match/blend with it. :-)

And then I finally came up with a title/subtitle/etc, too.

It's after 2 AM. I'm fairly certain tomorrow is going to be a busy day around here, so to bed with me.
thepainted_lady: (Trusting soul)
[ooc: From [livejournal.com profile] kittydesade's Arcana]


The Tragedienne is a popular archetype in noir, political commentary, and romance fiction. In any genre where a happy ending is not only not guaranteed, but almost forbidden, one is likely to find a Tragedienne. She carries within her a great drama that will be written out in the course of her life. Most often she is not careful and the grief that comes to her is of her own foolishness or her own indirect making, although that is largely due to the contrivances of the plot and the purpose with which the story is written. Tragic characters most often are so because there is a lesson to be learned. In real life, one has the ability to learn the lessons before it is too late, and the point of no return rarely exists in so certain a form.

The Tragedienne is usually an innocent or an admirable character. There is very little of malice or mischief about her, although she has the bad luck to fall in with a bad crowd. Perhaps she falls in love with someone she should not (a Sorcerer or a Blade
[Mun insert: Or both]) or she is the victim of someone close to her in her youth. Or perhaps she is caught up in the wrong place at the wrong time. Whichever the cause, over the course of her life she continues to make her decisions as reactions, rather than actions. She is caught along in the wave of the drama surrounding her and carried to an unhappy ending. The most famous example of this is most likely the titular heroine of Romeo and Juliet, although Romeo himself does not escape this. She reacts out of love, to her parents' plans for her and to the consequences of Romeo's duel. It might have been better, or at least more cleanly cut, if he had adopted the sense and restraint of Benvolio, or if she had simply run away instead of concocting a ridiculous plan of false death.

More often than not, even the tragic ending is directly of her own making. Tragediennes who endure the most prominently throughout history and fiction tend to be suicides, either when her life has gone on beyond bearing or in the course of martyring herself for a cause or a person. In the rare cases that her story doesn't end with her untimely and tragic death, she often runs mad from isolation, from grief, or from some overwhelming, pyrrhic gift.


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