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Once Upon a Time



I agree Mlpmom. The first season was like a good set-up for an even better, more intertwined plot in season two. I know Captain Hook is a "bad guy" but man is he good looking.




i missed it tonight too!
I love this show too. I watch it on my kindle so I have to wait till tomorrow.
I have a kindle fire and go through amazon video. I have to pay 1.99 an episode.

I am sure the site will replay it, you just might have to wait a few days for it to post there.

Last nights episode was great.


Last nights episode was great."
I Just started watching 666 Park Ave a few weeks ago and really like it. One of my friends watches Revenge and is trying to get me to start watching it too. But Im like I already watch too much tv and trying not to add too many new shows, lol
And tonight is Monday so I'm watching The Voice and recording How I Met Your Mother and Two Broke Girls.

One of the great things about Once Upon a Time is you can watch it online at http://beta.abc.go.com/shows/once-upo... . That's what I often do.
Joseph wrote: "Barb wrote: "Omg cannot believe this just happened...I was soo busy playing with my nook that i forgot to watch Once Upon A Time! Dang"
One of the great things about Once Upon a Time is you can w..."
Thanks Joseph I will have to check that out.
One of the great things about Once Upon a Time is you can w..."
Thanks Joseph I will have to check that out.
Tiffany wrote: "Haven't seen it yet, but i have heard good things about it..."
You should try it. Season One is on Netflix. ;-)
You should try it. Season One is on Netflix. ;-)


Mine too :)





But it all really happened.

“the best book I’ve read for ten years.”
This was combined with presenter Harriett Gilbert’s highly perceptive comment that seeing the world through my eyes was “really riveting.” This was because she felt that, unlike books such as "The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time", my autism was the real thing, not merely a novelist’s ‘device’ - and unlike many memoirs which purported to be accurate but turn out not to be so - “what you’re getting with Dear Miss Landau is the truth.”
So the truth is out there. A 6,000 word interview including discussion of an alternate timeline (yes, really!) with David Mello of the Joss Whedon website Whedonopolis is also on my author page.

CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
A date for breakfast
Friday March 12, 2010.
I always call it the last day. The day I made the crossing. I didn’t lead a wagon train or drive an overloaded jalopy. But I went the same way, crossing the Mojave to Los Angeles.
I woke up on time for the bus, broke my fast with free pancakes and coffee, and was quickly on my way. I remember the clear desert air, thin and cool, and breathing easy, as if it were yesterday, as I walked the 13 blocks back to the glitz and found my way to the Greyhound depot on South Main Street.
I’d long forgotten that I didn’t need to go into Central LA. I could take the bus direct to Hollywood. It set out a little later than I’d expected, so I walked back across South Main and found a Starbucks. There was no free Wi-Fi there. Apart from my pancakes and coffee, nothing was free in Las Vegas. A hotel receptionist had explained that to me, too bored even to talk to me as soon as he realised I wasn’t going to be spending any money.
So I was still blind. Juliet the Notebook couldn’t talk to Juliet the Landau. I wondered what was passing through her mind, turning on her computer and seeing nothing. I wondered what she would think of me if and when we met, and I had no answers.
Perhaps pilgrims on the mountain road to Calvary had felt the same way. I did not know, and the uncertainty, my inadequacy, twined deeper into my guts. What a fool I’d been to think I could do this. There was no future. I would be borne back into the past.
She had never let me down, though. That was the funny thing. Never a failure to respond. Sometimes no more than a happy face and a pair of initials. Other times bouncy and cheery, with exclamation marks galore. A kindness which had warmed me.
How very scared I was of everything, and in the end how very scared I was of her. This woman I knew, and did not know, and loved.
I got up. Time to take the bus to the place of broken dreams. I walked past the hungover revellers straggling up the street, past a bunch of kids playing basketball in the lot behind the Hotel Nevada, and found my bus. I sat down next to a girl named Precious and we headed out into the desert, climbing to 4,000 feet above sea level on California Highway 15 before beginning the long descent to the sea by way of Baker, Barstow and Dunn.
The plains were seared white, the rocks black as coal. I saw the cacti and the sagebrush, and faraway studs of fence poles deep in the golden pink desert. And I thought I glimpsed the faintest blue-white tinge on the horizon.
I didn’t see the sign welcoming me to California, but the bus rolled into Barstow at lunchtime for a half-hour stop. I spotted a drive-thru Starbucks on the other side of the road and jog-trotted across, logging on to Juliet the Notebook’s Wi-Fi and looking, once again, for the other Juliet.
There was a message in my inbox:
From: Juliet Landau Sent: 12 March 2010 09:26 To: James Christie Subject: Schrader Boulevard
Hi James.
I hope this reaches you! Do you want to meet up on Sunday for breakfast at 10.30? I got Drusilla’s Redemption and look forward to reading it when I come up for air from all the TAKE FLIGHT stuff. My producing partner read it and loved it!!! He’d love to join us as well.
:) Juliet
From: James Christie Sent: 12 March 2010 12:42 To: Juliet Landau Subject: Schrader Boulevard
Dear Miss Landau
In Barstow. See you for breakfast!
Best wishes
James
From: Juliet Landau Sent: 12 March 2010 23:23 To: James Christie Subject: Schrader Boulevard
See you then!
Juliet
See you then. The plain and simple words were like poetry. To meet a star on Sunset Boulevard one Sunday morning in March. Some moments come only once in a lifetime.
The bus went on its way to the coast, past the shining white planes at Edwards Air Force Base and the town of Mojave, baked quietly dry by the heat. We came over the San Gabriel mountains and there was Los Angeles, the hazy low-slung urban sprawl spreading down to the sea, topped with a high, close-clustered central set of skyscrapers.
The sunlit city with its sparkling spires.
Green and pleasant suburbs replaced dry desert and scrub as we dropped down into the San Fernando Valley. The real Candlewood Drive was close, and it was not far to go ’til Hollywood.
All the places I’d never seen, or thought I’d never see again. The violent, dreamlike city on the edge of forever to which I’d sent Drusilla’s Roses, never expecting a reply.
A female passenger in her forties began to panic as we neared Hollywood Boulevard. She was intelligent, certainly. Neuro-typical, definitely, and had never travelled independently in her life. She’d always had a timetable and itinerary worked out for her in advance. She had never been out on her own until now, and all the atavistic fears I knew so well were crashing in on her for the first time.
The driver and I reassured her she would be able to pick up her connecting bus in Hollywood, and I was bemused to hear myself talking like the voice of experience, telling her it was quite natural to feel unnerved arriving in a strange city late’ish of an evening...
You don’t know the half of it, lady, I thought. Hard for an NT. Hell for an Autist.
I left her by the correct bay to catch her connection and walked down to the hostel on Schrader, glancing at the palm trees on the sidewalk and the Hollywood Hills in the distance.
I was there, and the song was alive in my soul.
(Dear Miss Landau)

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1720619/
It really is much better than it was reviewed to be.
After watching it, I had to buy it ~
And am I the only one looking forward to "Oz, the Great and Powerful" coming out in March?
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Oh, and for those of you into musicals ~ Into The Woods is fantastic... Supposedly they (Hollywood) is going to make a movie out of it...
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0099851/
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I love Once Upon a Time too, but it's cuz I like "backstory's" ~ especially when the writer(s) actually spent a little bit of time making sure all the pieces fit... That's what made me think of "Neverland" and "Oz"... ;D
James, if you'd like to promote your book in PNR/UF, take a moment to read the rules and follow them. This is obviously not the correct place for self-promotion, nor am I sure why you thought it was. Please delete your promo posts in inappropriate places ASAP or you'll be removed from the group.



For the same reasons I love OUAT I love Grimm. New take on those tales.
Totally agree about Hook and Emma. He was flirting with her in the fairytalr realm. He's also the best looking guy on the show (sorry Charming), so I'd like to keep him around.
I don't think he's evil, but blinded by his need to revenge the loss of his beloved's life. Everything, good or bad, he has done is to only kill Mr. Gold. Cora is evil and uses Hook's desire to assist her evil plots.

He is nice eyecandy :)



I want to know what is going to happen with Emma's old boyfriend and August (Pinochio) They just had their episode and then disappeared. Can't wait for more!
Sydney wrote: "That's actually one thing that suprised me about his character, he doesn't seem to be as well-developed as some of the others are, he's kind of one dimensional."
If he becomes Emma's love interest, then he will get more screen time and more fleshed out in the process.
If he becomes Emma's love interest, then he will get more screen time and more fleshed out in the process.

After a recommendation and a year later, I watched the 4th episode and the series got better and better. Now I'm hooked.