Ed Quinn Wants A Script?

Bah! I have one. Seriously, I just finished it and I'm trying to get a production company to work with me!

Ed! I wrote it *just* for you!

Ugh, this is so frustrating.

Finally! A little bit of Ed in a world of Stephen and Rachelle.

And I have the lovely Puertorican Twilighters to thank for this. I'm not sure who the angel is that shared a few photos with me (thank you sooooo much) without my even asking, but I can't thank whomever it was enough! Imagine my delight after leaving an innocent 'thank you' on their page finding extra photos of Ed from the premiere in my inbox. *squee!* *thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou*

Amid a world of fans of the main stars of the movie The Caller, Stephen Moyer and Rachelle Lefevre, I'm far more interested in the 'villain' Ed Quinn portrays because as we all know I'm a bit in love with him these days.

As soon as I knew the release date of the film, I've been rabidly searching the net for any information on a premiere or anything to satiate my need for new information on Ed. He's elusive...

Finally, in the last couple of days since the premiere, I've been flooded with information on the film, but not so much on Ed's part in it. Let alone images. It's incredibly hard to find images of him that are recent and haven't been seen a hundred times over and like a savior with wings! Puertorican Twilighters swoops in to save the day.

*sigh* Thank you, so, so much. Now, I just have to wait until it's available to purchase in the US!

Little Gem....

Stumbled upon this little gem last night while looking for and doing something else on YouTube. Wasn't even looking for anything Ed Quinn related, but there he was just staring at me. Ed just seems to find me wherever I go! I'd never seen this one either and I'm still buzzing.

Those would be little pink hearts floating around my head about now. <3

Conversations with Princess Stephanie

Princess Stephanie: some fucking hospital person just crawled up my ass about not wearing my seatbelt. OY…

Confessions: omg

Princess Stephanie: I was like “ya, well I know people that would have died if they had their belt on, so I’d like to see your definitive proof…unless you have come to this stoplight unprepared.”

Confessions: lol if you said that, I’m himping [sic] your leg next time I see you

Princess Stephanie: I did say it. Then the light changed and I drove away angry. Hahaha!

Confessions: humping your leg later! LOL!

Princess Stephanie: Well that’s another way to greet people I suppose. When you meet Ed, hump his leg. Haha

Confessions: Uhm…no. I’ll hand him my knee, but I won’t be humping his leg…at least not early on in our relationship. ;) I know you…you’d be more shocked if I just hugged you……

Princess Stephanie: You speak the truth! Hahaha

Confessions: lol you nut

Princess Stephanie: ME?!? You da one humpin mah leg lady! I’m just the one who knows you well enough not to react to it!

Confessions: LOL. You also tell no tales.

Princess Stephanie: We’re so very strange…

Confessions: oh, I’m typing this up…

The Caller: Yes, Thank You...oh, but...no!

Okay, I'm so annoyed.

First of all this movie was filmed something like two years ago and we're just now getting around to making it available to the masses. Well, fine. At least we're getting it! :D New Ed! Hooray! <3<3

Silver Lining: It's being released in theaters! Yay!

What sucks about that lining is it's only being released in five states. Yes, only five and mine isn't one of them. Oh, it would be if I still lived in Arizona, but no. Not even New York is getting it. Michigan, Minnesota, North Carolina, Texas, & Arizona (I believe) are the five lucky states to get this movie in theaters. Arizona only gets it in ONE theater, though. Happily, it's one -were I still living there- I frequent.

Second of all reading the attached interview it seems that Mr. Ed Quinn has a larger part than the trailer and all other media suggests, which annoys me. What double annoys me is that Rachelle says something to the effect, "...you need to see Ed (Quinn), you need to see that relationship at some point..." Great! Sign me up!

Can we get any of that in the trailers? Even just a glimpse? No. I'm so tired of Ed getting pushed off into the background of movies he clearly should have more face time in. They did this same shit to him in Blood Out. His crazy accent aside he's seriously the best actor in the entire bloody movie and if he weren't there the movie...well, just forget it. My opinion, he should have been on the cover instead of that idiot 50 Cent who was in the movie a total of eight minutes. UGH!

Quit teasing me and freaking release The Caller already!!!! You're killin' me over here!

Simmer Down Sunday - Excerpt: Travel In Stillness

Something yummy about vampires going at each other after being apart for more than a century...

            Moving down her body leaving behind heated and wanton kisses, Quinn trains her legs about his neck before delving deep between her folds. Genevieve’s body arches and hands grip the sheets as she groans with satisfaction.

           Wanting to savor every last cell of the body he’s been denied for more than one hundred fifty years, Quinn pulls away, and spreads her legs open as wide as they can afford. “I have to know what I’ve been missing,” he breathes and in an instant his fangs protract and find their way into her delicate thigh hitting the profunda artery.

           Genevieve cries out in ecstasy, biting her lip drawing blood with her own protracted fangs. As he drinks her blood the middle and ring finger on Quinn’s right hand glide into her slick pussy and the deft thumb finds her clit.

           “Quinn,” she groans when she begins to feel light-headed. “Don’t drink too much,” she sighs, but he’s gone a little mad and doesn’t hear her. His grip has become possessive as if he is no longer in control of his own body.

           The flood of images he gleans through her blood proves him right; she still loves and craves him. Fuel to his blaze, Quinn’s overwhelmed wanting to know everything she’s seen and becomes relentless; his fingers fucking her throughout.

           “Quinn…” she begs. The combined sensations of Quinn sucking the essence from her as he also fucks her senseless is almost too much for Genevieve and the room starts to spin and she fears she will soon pass out. “Quinn!!!” she cries delivering a severe scratch to his back.

           “OOOW!” he roars rearing up, her blood staining his face, and dripping from his canines. “What the fuck?” he pants, but then he sees her fluttering. Chuckling, he leans forward and nips at her neck before telling her in her ear, “You can have some of mine if it makes you feel better.” The scratch on his back closes as he kisses her lips.

            Her blood begins to pump, echoing in his head giving him just half a second to prepare for assault. It isn’t long before Genevieve has Quinn’s member in her mouth teasing him with the idea that she could puncture him any second. “You wouldn’t…” he besieges, but is surprised at just how erotic the idea she might choose from here to drink and a part of him hopes she will.

            It’s this thought that proves to be Quinn’s downfall because Genevieve hasn’t forgotten any of his spots and brings him to his pinnacle faster than he would have liked. “I want to make love to you, Genny,” he begs, “don’t make me come now!”

            Giggling, Genevieve takes his cock all the way down her throat, and unhinging her jaw she bites him at the base, which causes him to come in that moment. “GENNY!!!!” he thunders as his body convulses spilling his seed down her throat as she drinks his blood; each swallow torture for the sensitive tip of his spent cock.

            Groaning, he grips her at the crown of her head allowing his eyes to lull closed. The world around him threatens to go dark as she drains him when he blinks and sees her now hovering over him, a wicked grin on her bloodstained lips. It isn’t long before he realizes she’s riding him and he cups her face rising up to kiss her. “I never could lie to you, could I?” she lilts.

            Quinn throws Genny onto her back. “You never were very good at it with anyone, let alone me,” he says biting her neck tasting some more of her. “But for the time being, my love,” he moans pulling from her careful to not drink too much this time, “let’s just enjoy one another, shall we?” Genevieve replies by sinking her fangs into his neck.

Tangent Tuesday: You Call That A Beard, Son?

I have been a very bad duck! I've neglected my blog for almost a week! This is terrible, but I've not been in a writing, chatting kind of mood. Last night, however, I was on a tear about something and wrote up a little something.

And shock! It has to do with Ed...sort of. He's a feature, for certain.

Anyway, without further ado here are the mad ramblings of...me!

You Call That A Beard, Son?

Okay, so earlier I was on Facebook (shock!) perusing through the ‘Most Recent’ list and see that Ketel One has posted something and in vain (as always) I go to their page to see if maybe, just maybe they’ve brought Ed back for their advertising. I know they haven’t, but a girl can dream, right?

Not surprising, dream shattered, again. Oh, well, but for further punishment to my Ed Quinn loving psyche, I click on one of their ‘newest ads’, again, in the vain hope that I’ll glimpse Ed. Again, dream shattered because no matter how much I’d like to have the commercial reshot with Ed in it and re-aired just for my personal viewing pleasure, I know that hasn’t happened because Ketel One could give a shit less about my hard-on for Ed Quinn.

Anyway, in viewing this commercial (no, I won’t link you to the new ad(s), but I may link you to the series Ed’s in because…I lurves him and I should thank KO for airing those about a year or so ago and reminding me just how hot that Nathan Stark guy was and kick starting a flood of ideas of which I haven’t had in forever – so, thanks) I noticed most of the adolescent males within are sporting what I assume are supposed to be full beards.

I say “assume” because they aren’t full by any stretch of the imagination. Patchy, spotty, and sad are how I’d describe these “beards” and the ‘men’ to which they're attached are little more than boys just this side of puberty. Come on, Ketel One, if you want me to buy the ‘gentlemen’ thing, you’re gonna have to give me actual men who can grow real beards and have the life experience to know how to treat a real woman.

Boys, if you want tips on how to grow an actual beard, you should talk to Ed because that man can grow one hell of a beard. Full, thick, and masculine…I love Ed Quinn and his beard. Just thinking about it makes me tingle from my scalp to my toes. That isn’t even hyperbole, it’s literal: an actual tingle runs the course of my body just imagining it. *sigh*

Don’t get me wrong, I love Ed in all his various forms: long hair/five o’clock shadow, short hair/five o’clock shadow, long hair/clean shaven, short hair/clean shaven, etc, etc, etc…he has so many pulchritudinous visages, it would take a considerable amount of time in which to scribe them all, and I love each and every one, I just don't hold the patience required to do so.

However, above all I love that man with a beard gracing that handsome face. To me, it softens him and takes years off his already Dick Clark-esque ability of not aging much over the last twelve or so years (maybe longer, I haven’t been able to see much further back than that). I was astounded to find he’s in his forties – WHAT?! I’m still not so sure I buy it *shiftyeye*.

The one thing that could make Ed Quinn and his beard sexier is if there were some gray hairs in it. The idea of a few flecks of gray sprinkled throughout makes my mouth water. Again, not hyperbole, but again he has that not aging thing working in his favor, so I’ll enjoy him and his dark hair as they are.

Although, I do love an older man and it explains a lot about his appeal for me when I watch him do…whatever he’s doing in whatever it is I happen to be enjoying (re-watched House of the Dead 2 the other day and realized how smoking hot he is throughout, even covered in blood and guts). He never fails to bring an enormous grin to my face.

Okay, so that was a tangent! At any rate, I couldn’t help but be irritated by all these pretty boy wannabes and their sad little ‘beards’ disguised as ‘gentlemen’. Please. You show me a twenty-five year old male, who knows draping his jacket over a woman’s shivering shoulders, granting her comfort at the expense of his own, is chivalrous and will gain him more favor than ignoring her for eight days and I’ll show you a shitty picture of Ed Quinn.

Read: ain’t gonna happen. I’ll look, but I’ve scoured the net (I don’t know what the deal is with him…my other celebrity muses have never been so…persistent and cooperative – short portfolio notwithstanding) and so far he’s just dead sexy in pretty much everything I’ve been able to view. So, don’t hold your breath.

In closing, Ketel One, you had me with your previous advertising in 2009/10 because I’m more than just a tad fond of the masculine adult male, but I prefer them with a little bit of experience in those chin whiskers they call ‘beards’. It's obvious the sophisticated adult female is not your target audience or you'd give us women men to look at and not boys.

xoxo

Dawn

As promised Ed's Ketel One commercials:
Side Note: notice how Ed's beard is the sole beard to stand out. Jus' sayin'.

What I Learned in Kindergarten Wednesday

I realize I didn't post yesterday, but let's just come to terms early on in this relationship that it's likely I'm going to miss days. Hopefully, not many, but I'm just not always feeling the need to write and in order for whatever it is I'm talking/thinking about to come out even remotely coherently, I need to want to write about it. Otherwise, you get a bunch of garbled mess, which I'm trying desperately to avoid!

Anyway, I was too busy dancing around my house to Madonna. Starting with True Blue, which brought back so many great memories, I'm going to have to keep it on my favorites. I was eight or nine when it came out and I remember dancing on our pool deck (hand-built by my father, as our pool was also dug by himself! I'm tellin' you my dad is a BAMF) with the cassette tape playing the tape deck rocking out with my neighborhood girlfriends. Fun! But, I digress...it was a tangent alright, just not one that allowed me to sit down long enough to type out anything about how it was making me feel. So, that was it in a nutshell!

Anyway, today I sent off a letter to a production company to see if they'd be interested in working with me. I went in sort of silly, but that's my personality and I figure, this is how I'm going to be when they meet me face to face, so why act one way I'm not right off?

What does this have to do with What I Learned In Kindergarten? Well, in kindergarten, I was taught about manners (like anyone uses those these days, seriously) and to always be polite and gracious. I've been those two things my entire life and I've learned that really only those who are aggressive in some form will get anywhere. I've been too afraid to be aggressive in things that I've wanted for myself for whatever reason and I'm done. I'm not going to be an outright bitch about things, but I am gonna do Me and do it well. ;)

My script's getting picked up and I'm getting this thing going!

Happy August!

Welcome to August! Man, it felt as though July was taking  literally forever.

I just posted my movie review for the week and I realized that I need to watch a movie before Monday to do the review otherwise it's just a mad dash and I end up stressing out so much that I just don't do it.

Obviously, I missed a posting on Saturday. I realize that no one at this juncture but me cares, but whatever. I'm still not sure how I want to handle that day. Just a random splattering of the things that go on in my head in regards to sex or what? Blah.

I'd start thinking about what I want to post about tomorrow, but I think that would defeat the purpose of the 'tangent'. Ha. Okay, off to work on...oh! My letter to the production company I hope to work with in the near future.

Listening to Lifehouse. I love them. I forget how much I love them until I remind myself. <3 Love that guy's voice. *sigh*

Movie Review Monday: The Cook, The Thief, His Wife, & Her Lover

Movie Review: The Cook, The Thief, His Wife, & Her Lover

Released: 1989

Directed by: Peter Greenaway

Written by: Peter Greenaway

Parental Rating: NC-17, yep, it’s that graphic, so not only language, but sex talk, including but not limited to allusion to and speak about rape. Fair warning. Oh, and a fun little twist at the end.

Spoiler Alert: Oh, you know it, kids.

Confessions 33 Rating: Ed Quinn

Peter Greenaway is a freaking genius. This movie is absolutely amazing. It’s beautifully shot, the cast is brilliant, and the tale is wonderfully twisted. I love this movie. If that’s any indication of my personality…then, so be it.

Where to begin!

Bourgeois and boorish crime boss, Albert Spica and his gang of thugs have stripped a man naked in an alley, are beating him, rubbing dog shit all over him, and then proceed to piss all over him. Apparently, this man should have paid up when originally asked or he wouldn’t be in this predicament. Off in the distance mongrel dogs chew on discarded bones.

Albert clearly, takes a great joy in humiliating this man in front of his wife, Georgina (Helen Mirren), who in the meantime tries to get Albert to cease his rabid assault upon this hapless man.