It's Thursday, this is Dora Reads, let's get a nice big helping of comics-y superhero-y goodness!
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It's Thursday, this is Dora Reads, let's get a nice big helping of comics-y superhero-y goodness!
"Holy sh**!"
These are the words I've just written on paper. Hand-written, in ballpoint pen, in my multi-coloured Crayola notebook (all the cool kids have them! 😉😎)
They're words I've given to one of the characters from my Work in Progress (WIP), Dan, as he realises something ground-breaking that makes everyone look at the situation entirely differently.
...It's a sentiment I fully endorse, because I have no clue where this plot twist came from.
And, with wide eyes, my only statement at this moment can only be an echoed, 'Holy sh**.'
(Only I can't swear because my mother, so it was more like 'Holy...' and then trailing off.)
'As good as she is at anticipating his family’s actions and decisions, everything always gets a little skewed and unpredictable once the bullets start flying'
I love quirky horror movies with kick-butt heroines - which brings us to the film this week's fic is based on: Ready or Not.
Ready or Not is a super-quirky horror film about Grace, who is marrying Alex Le Domas - a member of the rich Le Domas family, who made their money in board games.
(And yes, there is a vibe here that feels very akin to Knives Out, but that's more of a crime film than this - this is def. horror.)
It's May, it's Thursday, let's get us some superhero-y, comics-y goodness!
(Warning: this post discusses political struggle, including murder by the military. It also refers to historical capital punishment and torture.)
On the night of 4th of November, 1839, somewhere between 1000 and 5000 men from the South Wales valleys marched to the Westgate Hotel in Newport.
By morning, at least 22 of them would be dead.
They were killed by the British army on British soil.
This was the Newport Rising.
This is the story of the right to vote in the UK - not just for women, but for the majority of the men in this country, too.
And it's long, and it's bloody, and it's rarely taught in schools.
But it's our history - not the history of the rich, who had long had the right to vote and the ability to stand for parliament - but the history of the working people of this country.
(Warning: this post discusses Homophobia and the persecution of LGBTQ+ people.)
"What the hell man you can't just go announcing that! You'll get the place raided!" He hissed, Sam furrowing his brows before his face relaxed in realization, letting out a short laugh.
Am I rec'ing a The Falcon and The Winter Soldier (TFATWS) fic for the second week in a row?
Yes, yes I am.
We all know at this point that I'm TFATWS trash (...amongst other trash, but let's stick to TFATWS for now 😅)
I couldn't resist this fic, OK?
It's Thursday, it's May 2021, let's get some superhero-y comics-y goodness!