Maybe you know me in real life and are peeking at my other blog... and suddenly, you see a new blog (I know, another one!). "What in the world? WHO is Sydney Carton? And who would want to blog all about one guy who's a...fictional character!!!???"
My "friendship" with Sydney Carton started several years ago when I first read A Tale of Two Cities and fell in love (using that as an expression) with his character. I still have his name on the "Board of Epicness" and my A Tale of Two Cities DVD's have a very special place in my closet (well, sort of).
Even so, I've been reluctant to introduce Sydney to others because a lot of people don't seem interested in a drunken lawyer and his love of the beauty, Lucie Manette. Perhaps sitting people down to watch a 4-hour version of a movie that came out in 1989 seems a little daunting (James Wilby: one of the best Sydney's ever! Just my humble opinionated opinion. :) ). I knew there must be other people who loved Sydney, but I didn't have any in the neighborhood or over e-mail either.
Recently I read A Tale of Two Cities for school and fell in love all over again. Not only that, but my interest in Dickens novels has combined with my love of musicals in Santoriello's musical of A Tale of Two Cities.
So, I guess I'm getting a little ahead of myself. I'm not sure what I'll put on this blog... maybe articles about Dickens, Sydney, books, reviews of AToTC adaptions, etc. but I'll try to keep it AToTC-related. (I might end up getting pressured into writing something about Charles...I have Sydney fans who are also partial to Mr. Darnay. :)) If you're patient enough to stick with me, you might find something of interest once in a while. :)
Signing out for now,
The knitter who would really like to be the seamstress... but not ACTUALLY be her, I mean, she gets guillotined. But you know. She gets to hold Sydney's hand and everything, that's pretty epic. But I don't want to get guillotined. So... never mind. I don't even know.
Is this amateur hour? Sydney Carton was not a mere character from a story, he is real and alive as we speak. He, the beautiful, magnificent, awe-inspiring sydney eagle dwells in the southern and darkest parts of the himalayas. He has been guiding mans footsteps silently throughout the ages, and continues to till this very day. After he lost his head, literally, it grew back on the third day and he flew off into the sunset.
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