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Very unsettled weather today, cloudy and gusty and unseasonably warm, with a cold front coming in. Looks like torrential rain and thunderstorms later (thunderstorms! in January!) but for now it's rather lovely, if you have odd tastes in weather like I do.
The "Sparrow" sequel now appears to be called "Goshawk," with the falconry aspects explicitly implied if not, obviously, explicitly present. Because Simon is totally a yeoman (in several senses, according to my personal fanon).
I'm still mainlining "West Wing," and am still, a few days after watching it, mulling "Posse Comitatus" over in my head and wondering how they stuffed so much into it so gracefully. (Also I have "Hallelujah" earwormed; not so much the song (scroll down) that the post title's from, but just to show you: birds and yeomen, turning up everywhere.)![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
penwiper26 and I were talking about the Bodyguard Plot and its emotional manipulation - which, yes, but I don't mind being manipulated when it's done so well. And I'd actually forgotten what happened, so none of the gut-punch was lost on rewatch. It doesn't help, of course, that the bodyguard in question is named Simon. Not that Mark Harmon could play Illyan; he's clearly born for the role of Special Agent (see NCIS) and part of the point of Illyan is that he isn't.
Okay, a little time to try to whip this scene into shape and then send what I have to beta, so I can do all the other stuff I have to do before writing the final scene. This is going to be another Exciting Espionage Yarn Set Entirely In People's Offices, but I can't help that now. And the sense of helplessness to intervene is thematically pervasive. I hope.
*flails and then goes back to work*
The "Sparrow" sequel now appears to be called "Goshawk," with the falconry aspects explicitly implied if not, obviously, explicitly present. Because Simon is totally a yeoman (in several senses, according to my personal fanon).
I'm still mainlining "West Wing," and am still, a few days after watching it, mulling "Posse Comitatus" over in my head and wondering how they stuffed so much into it so gracefully. (Also I have "Hallelujah" earwormed; not so much the song (scroll down) that the post title's from, but just to show you: birds and yeomen, turning up everywhere.)
penwiper26 and I were talking about the Bodyguard Plot and its emotional manipulation - which, yes, but I don't mind being manipulated when it's done so well. And I'd actually forgotten what happened, so none of the gut-punch was lost on rewatch. It doesn't help, of course, that the bodyguard in question is named Simon. Not that Mark Harmon could play Illyan; he's clearly born for the role of Special Agent (see NCIS) and part of the point of Illyan is that he isn't.Okay, a little time to try to whip this scene into shape and then send what I have to beta, so I can do all the other stuff I have to do before writing the final scene. This is going to be another Exciting Espionage Yarn Set Entirely In People's Offices, but I can't help that now. And the sense of helplessness to intervene is thematically pervasive. I hope.
*flails and then goes back to work*
