it's just that the thought of us so happy appears in my mind as a beautifully mysterious thing

[primroseburrows]

Leave in your journal a list of fictional characters from whom you'd love to get letters. It's your friends-list's mission, should they choose to accept it, to write you in the comments said letters from the people on the list. Feel free to post anonymously.

1. Geoffrey Tennant. (Slings & Arrows. [Television miniseries...series, Canada)])
2. Roland Deschain. (The Dark Tower, by Stephen King. [Book Series, U.S.])
3. Mister Rogers. (Mister Roger's Neighborhood. [PBS television series, U.S.]) Yes, Fred Rogers was real. His TV persona was not.
4. Samwise Gamgee. (The Lord of the Rings. [Book series, U.K.] or [Film, New Zealand/USA.])
5. Oliver Welles. (Slings & Arrows. [Television miniseries...series, Canada.])
6. Caroline Fraser. (dueSouth. [Television series, Canada])
7. Jack Sawyer. (The Talisman, by Stephen King and Peter Straub. [Book, U.S.])
8. Duck MacDonald. (Wilby Wonderful. [Film, Canada]
9. Lyra Silvertongue. (His Dark Materials, by Philip Pullman. [Book series, U.K.])
10. Abagail Freemantle. (The Stand, by Stephen King. [Book, U.S.], or [Television miniseries, U.S.] Either one)
11. Diefenbaker. (dueSouth. [Television series, Canada])
12. Remus Lupin. (Harry Potter. [Book series, U.K.])
13. Curt Wild. (Velvet Goldmine. [Film, U.K./USA])
14. Fox Mulder. (The X-Files. [Television Series, USA/Canada])
15. Benton Fraser, RCMP. (dueSouth. [Television series, Canada])
16. Delenn of Minbar. (Babylon 5. [Television series, U.S.])
17. Alex Krycek. (The X-Files. [Television series, USA/Canada])
18. The narcoleptic Argentinean. (Moulin Rouge. [Film, Australia])
19. Peter Lake. (Winter's Tale. [Book, U.S.])
20. The Metatron. (Dogma. [Film, U.S.])

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

Donuts!

I expect many of them for my effort here because I really can’t write or pronounce anything else – Benton just likes to show off with my language-lip-reading-skills like it’s his merit that I’m not a stupid dog. Next thing I know I have to do ALL his work. It’s tough as it is already.

Have to go; spiky Ray is here with pizza.

Diefenbaker

[primroseburrows.livejournal.com]

Dear Diefenbaker,

Don't let Benton get to you. He doesn't always share how he feels, as I'm sure you know, but I'm sure he appreciates you. He won't appreciate the Krispy Kreme, so don't tell him I gave them to you.

Give Benton and Spiky Ray both a lick on the neck for me.

Primrose

[peacey.livejournal.com]

God says, "Hi" and the word of the day is "coexistance."

In other news, sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but best go out and get one of those heavy duty snowshovels with the crooked handle by December.

Must go. Busy, busy. I'm on my way to Ireland. Getting advice from Bono. Hopefully, he'll take the shades off this time. A shred of respect is all I ask.

"The" Metatron

[primroseburrows.livejournal.com]

Dear Metatron,

Advice from Bono is a good thing. Don't let the shades bother you too much. He's human, after all.

I'm not thrilled with the weather forecast, but since I'm trying to embrace winter this year, God probably wants to challeng me. Tell him hello and thanks for the word. I'll try to keep living by it.

Primrose

[peacey.livejournal.com]

Surprise.

You probably expected to get this about as much as I expected I'd be writing it. That I'm forgoing sleep for anything is testament to the power of my insomnia, my paranoia, or my complicity in them.

Its 0104 hours, Sunday. I'm on the move in three hours, meeting an old friend. He's bringing a new one. I doubt they'll be as friendly when I tell them what I have to say. I'll get over it. They won't. They're going to be annoyed. Probably call me very bad names. But you know what they say. Sticks and stones do break bones but guns draw blood much quicker.

Earning frequent flyer miles to Italy, the Czech Republic, Tunisia. Are you inclined to believe me? Maybe it was England, Germany, and Russia. Or New Zealand, Japan, and South Korea. Wherever it is, I'm on the lookout for a souvenir for you. "My lover killed a man in Rome, stole in Prague, blackmailed a country in Tunis and all I got was this lousy T-shirt.."Maybe shot glasses instead. Think of me when you smell the Stoli.

Christ, I'm tired. Have to make this short and sweet. Clips don't reload themselves and I should try to sleep.

Before I do, I need you to put that package I left with you in locker 207 in terminal one at JFK by 2 October. If there is anything else there, leave it alone.

Tell Walter, the clean Marine, my palm pilot is charging as I write this.

If you see Mulder, tell him, "Tymne van'kune val'aj."

Ya skuchala po tyebye

I know you checked the postmark. You should know better.

-A.


(Note from actual author: This is a work of fiction. Does everyone out there understand this? Nothing is in locker 207 in terminal one at JFK Airport and there is no package to put in there. As far as I know, it's a fictional locker. Don't have the Department of Homeland Security, the FBI, the CIA, MI6, Mossad, Interpol, the KGB, James Bond, or the Men in Black descend on me and lock me away forever. On second thought, the new Bond could drop by if he wanted to.)