Hi! Been an age! I know I have been scarce on Outlander Social Platforms, but in my defense, I’ve been busy. That is mostly because my life has been a train wreck. I’m seriously considering changing my name to Calamity Jane or Blighted Beth. My normal every day for the last two years has included some level of elevated stress. I’ve sort of gotten used to it, so imagine my surprise when my motivation to start writing again was, …stress. OMG! I had the worst stress nightmare last night! Usually, I can tell when my life is out of control because I have the same stress nightmare, a leftover from my days as a high school drama director. In those dreams it is opening night, no one knows their lines, the lead drops out, and NO ONE has a costume (where is Terry Dresbach when you need her?). But, THIS stress nightmare was completely different AND Outlander related.
In this dream, I’m on my way to a comic con in NYC. I’ve never been to a comic con, so that might explain why NYC looked like a Pennsylvania coal town. I’m on my own, figuring out things as I go, driving my own car. I pull up to a country church where there is a meet and greet. Low and behold as I walk into the vestibule there stand Caitriona Balfe and Sam Heughan. They are behind lecterns on either side of the vestibule and I can see the crowd sitting in the pews beyond them. The two are looking down perusing some papers and I notice that sitting on each lectern is a clear shoebox full of yellow tickets like the kind they sell at high school sporting events for the 50/50. I immediately deduce that there must be some kind of drawing, so I look around to see if I could find information. There is a small line of folks filling out tickets behind me. Feeling relieved that the info is “right there”, I decide it’s been a long drive to the comic con and I need to use the ladies’ room and I might want to take a peek in the mirror before I speak to Sam and Cait. When I return to the vestibule I discover everyone is gone! I spend the rest of my night driving my car around NYC coal town looking for the meet and greet, driving on the sidewalks, weaving in out of crowds and grieving that I was going to miss my chance to meet Sam and Cait! Nightmarish to be sure.
I find dream interpretation to be fascinating and would welcome your interpretations, someone has to have a good explanation for my geography mash-up. I’m guessing I had this dream now because Outlander is premiering this Sunday and I feel totally unprepared! I’ve kinda put everything Outlander on the back burner and NOW I feel as knowledgeable about Outlander as most media outlets! (What is under that kilt? JUST kidding! Trying to be snarky). I even had to look up Sam and Cait’s names to make sure I spelled them correctly! One good thing about being relatively absent from the fandom is that I missed a lot of the drama. I know there was some, but I’m thankful I didn’t get drawn into any of it. So, I’m sort of watching without bias or preconceived notions! I know the previews I’ve watched look good and I am loving what I perceive as a focus on relationships. I was thinking yesterday about the times they got Jamie really right and really wrong and how glad I am that Sam and Cait have some control and say in how their characters were portrayed this season.
I wasn’t really sure I was going to write about the season again, but evidently, my unconscious-self disagrees! This morning, after recovering from driving all night, I find I’m getting excited to escape to Fraser’s Ridge with all of you and talk about the whole thing like Monday morning quarterbacks.
And if you see Sam and Cait at the comic con, tell them I’m sorry I missed them last night!