While getting ready to publish my last post, I happened to look at site stats for the first time in quite a while. I discovered I now have over one million, one hundred thousand hits on this blog. So thank you to all who have visited here since its inception. No one is making you stop in, so I do very much appreciate it. Many thanks to you and to the always fascinating fellow who was the reason I started blogging in the first place.
Sometimes I ask myself why I am still around, doing this blog. Goodness knows, there are plenty of RA-related blogs, websites, forums, etc., etc., etc. out there these days. I don’t even attempt to keep up with all of them, or to always be the first to post the latest news. I appreciate those of you out there who do, even if I don’t say it enough.
My life has gotten busier with the growth of the video production company and my own little side projects. I am doing more writing and shooting for the newspaper, and still doing what I can to promote the humane society and its work. My hand/wrist issue continues to plague me. Last week I had two nerve tests and an MRI; tomorrow I go back to get the results of the latter. It seems as if it’s been going on forever. I feel drained, physically and emotionally.
So it’s not as if I don’t have enough going on in my life that I am still around blogging about RA.
I guess I chalk it up to the fact I really, truly like Richard Armitage–Armitage, the actor and the person I perceive him to be. He’s undeniably a likeable guy–generous, humble, a great sense of humor, thoughtful, kind, hard working. He’s got a lot going for him, with all that talent, charisma and masculine beauty, yet it seemingly has never gone to his head. People graced with far less have much bigger egos . . .
And surely this is a wonderful time to celebrate Richard Armitage–the man who has conquered the London theatre scene this summer with his brilliant performance in “The Crucible;” the actor who brought us another Everyman hero we could root for (and a happy ending!) in “Into the Storm” and one who will once again grace the big screen in December as the majestic and conflicted King Under the Mountain, Thorin. There is still “Urban” to which we can look forward, and who knows what else may transpire? So proud of him and for him.
And he looks so good. I don’t just mean in terms of being tall, dark and handsome; we are accustomed to that with Mr. A. He seems to be in such a good place in his life: confident, at ease, comfortable in his own skin. Glowing. I think he’s happy and that makes this old fangirl happy. I want the people whom I love and like and care for to be happy and fulfilled in their lives (even the ones who have no idea I actually exist!).
There is so much positive to focus on, it seems, in terms of Richard Armitage and his career, and yet there are fans snipping and snarling and yapping and complaining, arguing amongst themselves and accusing RA of falsehoods about his life in a way that I find truly distressing. It’s taken some of the joy and fun out of being part of this fandom for me and, from what I am told, for others.
Love ya, Richie. You da man.
The answer to the question I pose in my title is “yes,” because, like it or not, I am fighting a daily battle with FMS/CFS coupled with osteoarthritis and possibly some other medical issues. I haven’t had any feeling to speak of in two toes on my left foot for a few days now. Who knows why . . .
But what’s been niggling at me this week, more than my numb tootsies, is the fact I don’t feel excited. I mean, about all the new RA stuff. I didn’t feel that visceral punch from looking at the “Woof” and “Meow” pics. I haven’t yet watched the new DoS trailer (I know, I know, heresy for an RA blogger) or the video with RA. I’ve been busy–mentally and physically–and I face a lot over the next few months, work-wise, interest-wise, life-wise.
In spite of my excess adipose tissue, I look pretty much OK. Looks, of course, can be deceiving. I had to take a long nap this afternoon . . . I’ve reached the point where I really do miss those naps if I don’t get them. I’d rather take a nap than look at RA, how sad is that?! But that’s the way things are right now.
I’ve come to a crossroads in my life and I have to make some decisions and they aren’t easy for me to make. I wonder what people will think of me, as if I should care. I feel like a bit of a failure, and yet I know I didn’t ask for the condition that is pushing me into this corner. I can accept things intellectually, but on an emotional plane I am struggling.
I am sure this current mood will change. At least, I hope it will. Maybe if the calls I make over the next couple of days help me along on my personal journey . . . fingers crossed.
There are things I do look forward to. Saturday night we have to meet with my friend, the delightful English/Drama teacher and director Naomi to discuss the bar mitzvah we are covering for her son next weekend in Tuscaloosa (this will be a first for us in several ways!) . Hoping to go and see “Gravity” at the theater beforehand this weekend and catch the DoS trailer on the big screen. Big screen RA as the majestic Thorin will surely make a difference.
In the meantime, I have a lot of PRP video editing to do, among other things. I look at the weeks to come. There’s continued rehearsals for “Dying for a Drink,” our first Arts Council production to attend in just over a week, a highly-anticipated weekend away in Tuscaloosa and a new cultural experience next weekend, humane society events to publicize, possibly more pix to take for rescues, the opening of the town’s art gallery later this month. My plate is full.
I just hope and pray I have what it takes to keep up with it all and enjoy it, because I don’t want to be the person outside looking in anymore, feeling disconnected from my own community.
I just have to keep reminding myself of this.
Today it’s Thorin Thursday and we have a guest post by one of our regular blog commenters from Down Under (who is also a new blogger and new RA fan, courtesy of one gorgeous dwarf we all know and love) . . . I love her enthusiasm for our dear Richard and his characters.
I suppose I should start by introducing myself. I’m Bec Hepworth – many of you may know me as Bechep from blogs or @lady0akenshield on Twitter. Angie has kindly (and bravely) asked me to do a bit of a guest post on her wonderful blog for Thorin Thursday. Just so we are clear, I love Thorin Oakenshield. I’m talking totally and, to use a Richard-ism, pants-droppingly obsessed *ahem* by Thorin Oakenshield. I’m a little nervous and oh so slightly excited to talk about my favourite subject – I may begin to waffle, please just bear with me!
When Angie approached me here was the outline: “How I Fell Hard for a Hot, Hairy Dwarf & Never Looked Back”
After a little giggle, I decided that I would break down that statement into three parts.
- How I fell hard,
- Hot and hairy (and oh how I’m looking forward to writing about that!) and
- Never looking back.
So, get yourself a mug of mead/tea/coffee/wine/ other refreshment and let us begin…
Part 1: How I Fell Hard
It was in fact, to coin a phrase, An Unexpected Journey. There I was, just cruising along with my little life- young children, husband, part-time job as a primary school teacher, family, friends, mortgage-you get the idea, nothing really taking up too much time or brain space and nothing out of the ordinary going on.
I went to the cinema on Boxing Day to see The Hobbit on its opening night (it opens later in Australia – I don’t know why and don’t get me started…) I’m an avid Tolkien fan and was very excited to see the movie having thoroughly enjoyed the Lord of the Rings trilogy. I was lining up ready to go in. I looked up and saw this giant poster :
and there…in the middle…Thorin Oakenshield. I remember thinking “Oooh he’s very nice” and continued to stare at it until we went in. I won’t bore you with my various reactions to the movie – oh, that glorious moment he arrives at Bag End… *stares off into the distance…*
Anyway, where was I? Oh yes. So we will Skip forward roughly three hours…
I floated out of the cinema in a complete and utter state of euphoria. I was totally and utterly smitten. I rushed home to get on the internet and find out who this amazing, delicious, gorgeous actor was. (sorry people who came to the movie with me, no coffee and Christmas Day left over goodies for you! Safe trip home, there’s the door.)
The next few days – which turned into weeks were spent finding out all I could about Richard Armitage.
The Armitage Effect was one of the first places I found when I Googled his name. I loved that I could find like-minded people talking about and worshipping this incredible actor. When I finally plucked up the courage to leave a comment back on the 2nd January (Post: “We all need an Armitage Hero” – I still remember!) Angie and the other fans were very welcoming and it was so great to actually communicate with other people about my new passion and not feel silly or judged.
Pause with me a moment, won’t you? as we just gaze at the majesty.
So I ordered all three series of Robin Hood. And began having Sir Guy marathons of 3-4 episodes a night (oh, to have all-night marathons with Sir Guy…whoops did I just say that out loud!?). I believe my Long Suffering Husband ‘s comment was “all this because you saw The Hobbit?” Yes my dear, seeing The Hobbit is PRECISELY why all this!
Even grumpy, the dwarf is a dream!
And so it began. Since I plucked up the courage to write that first little comment, I have experienced all sorts of incredible and wonderful things: meeting amazing, funny, very special people, Reading Blogs, Writing a Blog ( a very insignificant and amateur one over on Word Press), Twitter, You Tube clips, Fan Fiction, Watching all the Richard Armitage TV shows I can get my hands on (Oh Lucas, you are so dreamy…), buying Thorin-related products (I did draw the line at Thorin Oakenshield underpants but for a moment there, dear readers, I did consider it), getting pictures on my phone so I could have sneaky peeks at work, learning new verbs like Richarding and Thorinized (one of yours, Angie, I believe?), the list goes on.
I could go into detail about all these experiences but I can see Angie nervously checking her watch – I suspect she thinks I may be one of those visitors who, once arrived, digs their heels in, spreads their belongings around the place and doesn’t show any signs of leaving, so I shall stop here momentarily.
Lets all collect ourselves, stand up, stretch and leave it there for now. I think we could all do with a little break before embarking on the Hot and Hairy part of this post.
See you back here next Thorin Thursday as we delight in his lusciousness and majestic-ness (yes it’s a word). Farewell dear readers until next week…
Oh, and here’s another pretty picture. Just to keep you going until then.
As of 1:03 p.m. CST, there have been 500,117 views at The Armitage Effect. Richard and I and all the ChaRActers wish to extend a hearty “thank you” to everyone who has supported this blog since its inception in February 2012. LIke RA and Tokyo, you guys ROCK!
Here are a few of my personal favorites amongst my fanvids honoring Mr. A and all the goodness he brings to our lives Enjoy, Happy Guyday Friday and have a lovely weekend!
Hits, that is. I currently have 487,701 views at this blog. Not bad for a venture I started ll months ago, not certain anyone would show up for the party.
I am rather astonished and chuffed and grateful. I know everyone hasn’t ventured here for Mr. Armitage, but I appreciate any and all who have stopped in, and particularly all those who have been repeat visitors. Thanks to you all, and to the inspiration for beginning the blog in the first place.
This is my 1,0000th post. Frankly, I can’t believe I am saying that, but it’s a fact. Seven months ago when I started this blog, I never quite envisioned having that many posts. But then again, unemployment does bring certain benefits beyond the monetary ones.
As of 1:21 p.m., there have been 330, 173 views at TAE., with 18, 493 comments. Readers from 169 countries–including some I frankly never heard of before–have viewed the blog at least once. (There’s a country called Reunion? Well, yes. It’s a French island in the Indian Ocean, east of Madagascar and southwest of Mauritius. And I’ve gotten eight hits from there. Blogging is also an educational activity.)
The largest number of hits have come from right here in the good ol’ U.S.A. followed by the United Kingdom, Australia, Canada, Germany, Belgium, Hungary (I think Judit accounts for most of these), Ireland, Netherlands, France, Poland, Spain (thank you, Leigh), Italy, Austria, Brazil, Finland, India, Turkey, Switzerland and the Philippines rounding out the top twenty. Quite the international set.
Of course, not all viewers have come to learn about Richard Armitage. There’s Ms. James’ book, which has drawn a ridiculous amount of traffic which now, thankfully, seems to be dying down; my posts on art, particularly Monet and the Impressionists, have drawn quite a few readers. Outside of the home page and archives, the RA-related post drawing the most viewers was the one titled “In case you’re interested . . . here’s Miss Capper.” Just recently I have noticed an upswing in search engine terms related to “Richard Armitage girlfriend.” I expect that might increase over the next few months.
Of course, there are those faithful readers who keep coming back no matter what the subject of the posts may be. I appreciate everyone who stops in, whether for a single visit or as a daily habit; otherwise I’d be having this party all by myself. And if you write, vid, do artwork, if you create, you want to have someone with whom to share it all. If you love a subject, if you are passionate about it, you want to share it and celebrate it with others. And if that subject is Richard Armitage, well–he’s just too good to keep to yourself.
For my 1,0000th post, I share a bit of artwork I did last night, a fake movie poster for Black Sky based on the latest image released by Todd Garner:
Oh, I know there are other people in the movie. But this IS The Armitage Effect, after all, isn’t it? Again, thanks.
I’ve posted another chapter of my novel-in-progress, The Lady & the Panther. I really feel quite chagrined it’s been as long as it has been (February, I do believe) since my last chapter.
As most of y’all know, I have some chronic health issues and a number of them decided to assault me all at once.
As Leigh and I have discussed, if a certain percentage of my body and brain aren’t working properly, it’s very hard to settle down and focus on my writing and be really satisfied with what I am producing. Because I do want to publish this as a novel and not a piece of fan fiction, I am trying extra hard this time around.
I’ve always put a pretty fair amount of myself into my writing–that’s my modus operandi– but now it’s more important than ever. With a period story, getting the setting right–the clothing, the language (within reason. A modern audience must be able to digest it), the manners, the occupations, the forms of entertainment–is very important. Let’s say I would like it to be a bit more authentic than the average episode of Robin Hood 2006.
I have a stack of reference books and more research from online. One of the things I always enjoyed about my newspaper and magazine articles was the opportunity to learn as I wrote. There is a saying, “You teach, you learn,” and that was certainly true in my case. And it’s also true for writers of all types.
I also have a real need–a thirst– to be creative. Being able to work on fanvids and now, fanart (thank you, my darling husband, for getting me into Photoshop Elements) has been a great help to me. I like to think I have an artistic eye. Learning, slowly but surely, how to use modern technology in conjunction with it has had a real–I don’t know–liberating effect on me, for want of a better word.
I see new possibilities and I see that this old dog can, in fact, learn new tricks. As I have said before, I have always been somewhat intimidated by computers. Now–dare I say?–they are becoming my friends and not my enemy. I have a blog. I just established a Twitter account (#angieklong) and now I am cross-posting new entries to The Armitage Effect and my Live Journal blog in tweets.
I resisted Twitter for a long time because I was turned off by celebrities and wanna-bes who seemed to feel the need to report every time they stopped in at Starbuck’s or took a crap. That wasn’t for me. However, I see a lot of people who are kindred spirits on Twitter these days (alas, no Richard Armitage, but then, when would he have time??) and I decided I was ready to take yet another step.
Thank you all for joining me on my journey. One of the best things that has happened to me in terms of modern technology and Mr. Richard Armitage is, of course, discovering all of you.
Well, there you go.