Othello is over! Yay! Nothing against the Bard, but I’d much rather read his sonnets or his comedies than his tragedies.

Quite honestly, I’d much rather read ANYTHING than a tragedy. My husband always gets annoyed because I don’t want to go to the movies or watch things on TV. Partly, that’s because if I have two free hours I’d much rather spend them reading than watching someone else’s interpretation of something. But even more than that, so much of what he wants to watch is just plain depressing.

I know I’m far too sensitive for my own good. I’ve always been that way, hence the reason I’ve never watched much TV. I mean, my mom had to stop me watching Captain Kangeroo because I got so upset I got nightmares after watching him get picked on. I seriously, seriously cannot stand bullying–emotionally or physically or even psychologically. When I see abuse of any sort it completely floors me for DAYS. I mean weeks and weeks I think about things and get upset.

Maybe that’s why I became a writer in the first place. As a child I needed to create a world where I could control who got hurt and who didn’t. The bad guys always lose and the good guy always gets the girl.

Reality is overrated. . .

I’ve been working days lately subbing for a co-worker whose wife had a baby last week. For the Shakespear class we’re studying Othello. Once we finished the play we watched the movie (in time period with the original lyric screen play). And today we watched a modern adaptation called “O” It is extremely well done, very, very similar except it appeals to younger viewers.

That being said, I’m ready to binge on Disney movies!!!! Jumping Jiminy but I’m so bummed out by all this drama and tragedy I want to vomit!!!

Where’s the happy ending? Where does the bad guy get what’s coming to him and the good guy gets the girl??? I want to rewrite this so very badly! ACK!!!

I am so not cut out for tragedy. No wonder I write romance, at least in my books the bad guy always loses and the hero and heroine don’t end up dead.

Screw Shakespear, I’m going to read a Susan Brockman book. . .