Favorite Solo Scene: June 2018 ComLINKS

*This post is part of a link up started by Jenmarie over at Anakin and His Angel. Each month she has a different galactic topic for us to explore and write about. This month we’re talking about our favorite scene from the new Solo movie!

“I’m going to be a pilot. Best in the galaxy.”//  Han Solo, Solo: A Star Wars Story

Warning! Solo spoilers ahead!

 

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I’ll admit it, I was not thrilled when I heard that Han Solo was getting his own movie. I really wasn’t interested in the low-life of the Star Wars galaxy. Han was a cool character, but he wasn’t really one of my favorites. I really wanted a story about something I didn’t know anything about- the Old Republic or the time between the fall of the Empire and the rise of the First Order. But as I thought about it more, I began to appreciate what the story could tell. When the trailers finally dropped, my jaw dropped along with it.

“I have a really good feeling about this.” Me too, Han. Me too!

I’ve seen the movie a total of 3 times since it came out, and have not regretted any of the viewings! The first time I saw it opening night was a blast. There’s nothing like experiencing a Star Wars film for the first time in a theater. But I really think the second and third viewings solidified my love for this movie. It’s nothing like any previous Star Wars film. No lightsabers (well, not really anyway), no Force, no talk of Jedi- all we saw was the gritty life of people living under the Empire’s iron fist. And I loved it.

 

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Picking a favorite scene was not easy. I loved watching Han and Chewie meet for the first time. I loved watching Han and Lando get introduced for the first time. (“It’s Han, actually, but that’s okay.”) I loved Lando in every scene he had, and I absolutely loved it when Han and Chewie flew together for the first time. All of those scenes were sentimental and fun.

But the scene that left me leaving the theater with questions and longing for more was the scene with Maul. Watching Clone Wars and seeing Maul return was quite a shocker, especially since everyone thought he was surely dead. I ended up loving his character arc in TCW and Rebels (especially his interactions with Ezra). But I was not expecting to see him in this movie!

 

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I about fell out of my chair! Seeing Maul involved with Crimson Dawn and seeing Qi’ra really be tied up in it gave this movie a depth it wouldn’t have had without this scene. I’m really hoping we get to see more of Maul/Qi’ra in the future (Boba Fett or Obi-Wan movie??) so we can learn more about their relationship!

6 Reasons Why Ravenclaws are Amazing

Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw, if you’ve a ready mind, Where those of wit and learning, Will always find their kind. // The Sorting Hat, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone

This is part of a series I’m doing on each of the Hogwarts’ houses! You can check out Hufflepuff and Slytherin in previous posts (Gryffindor is coming soon!).

I’m a Hufflepuff, but I think I could have also been a Ravenclaw. Most people call them the “smart house.” But they are soooo much more than just that! Ravenclaws have a lot of traits that make them awesome, so let’s celebrate them!

 

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  1. Ravenclaws are wise. Your ‘claws are going to be the ones who think things through before doing them. They probably aren’t going to be the spontaneous ones since they make sure what they’re doing is a good idea first. They can use their critical thinking skills to ensure that things run smoothly.
  2. Ravenclaws are creative. This isn’t to say that your other houses aren’t, but Ravenclaws are most likely to be the artists, musicians, poets, and writers of the world. They can readily engage this area of their brains, making them a great person to go to when you need a fresh look at something. They can think outside of the box, allowing new ideas in.
  3. Ravenclaws are curious. Are all ‘claws going to be super smart? Probably not. But all Ravenclaws love learning. Whether that’s an academic subject or just something that they love. They naturally want to know all about everything! They’re the students that want to know “why” and “how”- not just “this is the way to do it.”
  4. Ravenclaws are cunning. This is a trait they share with Slytherins! Because they have great critical thinking skills, they are able to make some great plans. You’ll want to know some Ravenclaws when you’re trying to come up with the best way to do something, the best way to save money, or the best way to accomplish something.
  5. Ravenclaws are observant. Usually introverted, Ravenclaws are always watching the world around them. They might not say anything in a conversation, but you can bet they’re listening and learning constantly. They’ll notice if you’re having a bad day. You can bet they’ll know if you’ve worn the same pair of pants for the past week. They’ll be able to pick out the mistakes in a program or article.
  6. Ravenclaws are eccentric. Now, not every Ravenclaw is going to be a Luna. But because Ravenclaws are so creative and wise, they often don’t let the opinions of others rule what they do. This means they often march to their own beat. They don’t do something just because it’s the “normal” thing to do.

Just like with all of the houses, these traits aren’t just for Ravenclaws! I’ve met tons of creative Hufflepuffs, eccentric Gryffindors, and observant Slytherins. The Sorting Hat takes your desires into mind!

 

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Are you a Ravenclaw? What about this list fits you? What doesn’t? Anything you’d add? Let me know in the comments!

Avengers: Infinity War Reactions

“Oh, we’re using our made-up names. Then I’m Spider-Man.” // Peter Parker, Avengers: Infinity War

Warning: MAJOR INFINITY WAR SPOILERS AHEAD. Proceed at your own risk.

Now that it’s been a month, I figured it would be safe to post my initial thoughts and reactions to Infinity War!

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Let’s just say the hype was real for this movie. I wouldn’t call myself a Marvel mega-fan, but I am a big fan! I was introduced to the superhero genre back in 2011 when the first Captain America movie came out. My friend and I had nothing better to do, so we decided to go see it and were blown away. I immediately fell in love with Cap, and the love for Marvel began. Throughout the rest of the years, I watched most of the movies that came out, especially if Captain America was involved!

So when the trailer for Infinity War came out, I about fell out of my chair. What was going to happen, who was going to die? Is this the end of an era? Speculations began! As the day grew closer and closer, I got even more scared. And then- opening night.

Within the first five minutes, I was already in shock. Loki? Dead? While I never was on Team Loki, I still had a soft spot for this baddie! And then, while still reeling from that death, we got another with Gamora. Now that one left me numb. The Guardians are some of my favorite Marvel characters after Captain America, and watching her death tore me up.

And just when you think it all might be okay because the plan on Titan seems to be working, Peter Quill does what any normal person would do- and loses his cool. I felt his heartbreak, his pain. I don’t blame him AT ALL for what he did! It was a totally human response (and he is 50% human!). But seeing the plan fall apart was awful.

And then we arrive at the most heartbreaking 30 minutes of my life. (Okay, maybe not really my life- but it was pretty awful at the time.) Wanda faces her fears and destroys Vision’s stone, only to be brought back with the Time stone. Thanos snaps his fingers. Bucky. T’Challa. Groot. Dr. Strange. Starlord. Mantis. Drax.

“Mr. Stark, I don’t feel so good.”

I officially lost it. The waterworks started. I don’t usually cry in movies (unless it’s a kids’ cartoon- for some reason those get me every time). But watching little Peter die in Tony’s arms was about the worst thing I imagined I would ever have to see.  I was mentally prepared for Iron Man to die. I was even bracing myself for Cap’s death. But Peter Parker? The friendly neighborhood Spider-Man?

I sat in disbelief with tears dripping down my face as we watched Thanos sit down to watch the sunrise. Surely this wasn’t how it was ending. And the credits rolled.

As I sat there through the credits, the film score haunted me. It wasn’t the upbeat, epic music that normally plays after a Marvel movie. No, instead it ripped what was left of my heart into tiny pieces and blew away in the wind (too soon?).  Everyone in the theater was just in shock. Would the post-credits scene make it better?

Negative. I did smile a little seeing Nick Fury again. But I walked out of the theater in complete shock. I had so many questions, and theories were already forming in my head.

I’ve seen the movie a total of 3 times, and I feel like I’m sort of coming to terms with what happened. What I haven’t come to terms with yet is the fact we have to wait a whole year for part 2.

 

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Super goofy photo of me trying to pose as Starlord wearing my Her Universe jacket and tee from Hot Topic!

 

Now for my thoughts. The non-stop action was great. I’m the kind of person who can get bored watching/listening to politics too much in a movie. I loved that there wasn’t anything too deep in this one. I also loved how we got to see so much of all of the heroes we know and love. I think the directors did an awesome job balancing all of the characters and weaving their story lines together. I wish we could have seen a little more of Captain America/Bucky, but that could still come.

This definitely wasn’t a movie for the casual Marvel fan. If you haven’t seen all (or at least the key movies- Avengers 1-2, Winter Soldier, Civil War, Ragnarok, etc.) you would be confused. It also wasn’t a feel-good, watch-while-you’re-cooking-dinner sort of movie. But for those who have been following the MCU, this movie was the culmination (or partial culmination) of the past 10 years.

So, I’d love to hear your thoughts on the movie! What are your theories? What did you love about it? What did you not like about it?

For Mirium: Star Wars Fan-Fic

One of my hobbies is writing. Currently I’m working on a YA science fiction novel. Keeping focused, however, is not a strong point of mine! Sometimes you need something to encourage the writing skills without stressing you out. That’s where fan-fic comes in! The world-building is already done for you (and even characters if you aren’t doing an original character) which allows you to just focus on story-telling.

 

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I was feeling a bit down about my work in progress, and I saw a Star Wars fan-fic contest over at Writers Domain. I decided to give it a shot to see what happens! I wrote about a young woman who is an Imperial fighter pilot (we just don’t get enough stories from the Empire’s point of view!). After some nerdy research on TIE fighters, the second Death Star, and the Battle of Endor- “For Mirium” was born two days later. I’m pretty proud of the final product (especially for being written in 2 days!), so I thought I’d share it with you all!


The lurch from realspace to hyperspace hardly bothered Mayla anymore. She was always amazed at how much she had gotten used to since graduating from the Imperial Flight Academy. She had been on dozens of missions, stationed onboard five star destroyers, and entered and exited hyperspace more times than she could count.

If you had asked the poor, dirty little girl living on Lothal twenty years ago if this is what she imagined her life would become, you would have gotten a resounding negative. But here she was, a major in the Imperial Navy. Commander of her own squadron of TIE fighters. Her parents would have been proud.

Would have. That was the key phrase. They would have been proud if they hadn’t been killed by Rebels when Mayla was just ten. Mayla could still remember cradling her mother’s head, watching her take her last breaths. Her father’s whispered voice saying, “For the Empire!” before coughing and dying.

Now, Mayla looked out the observation window and saw the warbled blue light streaking by. She had no idea where they were headed- only that they had been called away from their previous position to this new one. Mayla figured there was a serious problem with the Rebels. They had been causing a lot of problems lately. And for the life of her, Mayla could not figure out why anyone would want to be a part of something like that.

She had voiced this opinion to her sister, Mirium, the day before. Mirium had just recently graduated from the Flight Academy and was currently flying patrol missions over Malastare.

“I don’t understand these Rebels. Why keep fighting? It’s practically hopeless!” Mayla had said over the holotransmission.

Mirium hadn’t replied at first. “I guess that’s why they do it. It’s practically hopeless, but not completely.”

Mayla had raised her thin eyebrows. “The Rebels killed our parents.”

Mirium had held up her hands in defense. “I’m not saying I agree with them! I’m just saying that they believe they have a little bit of hope.”

“Well then it’s up to us to stamp out that hope.”

Mayla’s comm buzzed. It was a message from one of her closest friends and comrades, Pax. She had graduated with Pax, and the two had been delighted to find that they were stationed together.

“Mayla, there’s something you need to see. Now.”

“Can it wait? I’m supposed to be on-duty in an hour. Wanted to take a quick nap before we exited hyperspace.”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

Mayla sighed and headed for Pax’s quarters. When she arrived, she saw Pax’s face was drawn and white.

“I think you need to sit down,” Pax said quietly. She pulled out her datapad. “I debated on whether or not to share this with you because you technically aren’t supposed to know.”

Mayla eyed Pax suspiciously. “You’re going against regulations?” Pax never broke regulation.

Pax ignored her. “One of my jobs is to go through this data to send out as news transmissions throughout the Empire. This particular story caught my eye because it took place on Malastare.”

Mayla nodded. “There’s a lot of unrest there—”

“A squadron of fighters was shot down yesterday evening, Mayla.”

Mayla blinked. Fighters shot down? That was awful! She shook her head in disgust. “Those Rebels—”

“All pilots were killed. Including Mirium.” Pax put her hand on Mayla’s shoulder. “I’m so sorry.”

“What? Mirium? But that can’t be. I just spoke with her yesterday morning! You must have wrong information. That can’t be true.” Mayla felt her chest begin to constrict. She was having a hard time breathing.

Pax bit her lip. “I’m so sorry, Mayla. I wish I was wrong.” She handed Mayla the datapad with the list of the deceased.

There it was. Mirium Iona- Killed in Action. Mayla’s eyes began to burn. She let the datapad slip out of her hands onto the floor.

“Is there anything I can get for you?”

But Mayla didn’t hear her. TIE pilots were the toughest of the tough. Of the thousands of people who entered the Imperial Flight Academies each year, only 10% ever graduated. They were taught that they were expendable. Their deaths were for the greater good. And the pilots prided themselves in that. No shields. All guts. But this was different. Mirium was just another pilot to the Empire, but not to Mayla. Mirium was the only family she had left. And the Rebels had taken that from her. They had taken everything from her.

Mayla clenched her fists and bit the inside of her cheek. The metallic taste of blood filled her mouth. An alert on her commpad brought her back to the present. She was now on-duty.

She barely had time to process how she was going to get through her shift when the ship lurched into realspace. Mayla looked up at the small window in the room, something she did every time she entered back into realspace.

Pax’s mouth dropped open. “What is that?” Her voice was barely audible.

Ahead, a huge construction site was taking place. It wasn’t finished, but there was no question about what it was. “Another Death Star?” Pax answered her own question.

Mayla stood and numbly walked to the window. She could hardly believe it. After the first one had been destroyed, Mayla didn’t think the Empire would try to rebuild. But the Empire was always full of surprises. “I guess the Empire wasn’t going to give up that easily,” she mumbled.

Surrounding the half-completed Death Star were dozens of star destroyers. TIEs were being deployed from the hangars of most of them. She glanced to the left of the window. A Rebel ship was taking fire. Two X-wings zoomed past her.

Mayla stared, a lone tear dripped from her right eye. This wasn’t going to be a simple skirmish.

Alarms sounded throughout the ship.

“All pilots, report to your designated hangars immediately.”

Mayla brushed the tear on her cheek away. No time for tears now. The Rebels had caused enough grief in her life already. They would pay for what they did. She hurried to the hangar bay. Already, dozens of other pilots were flooding in. Alarms echoed through the cavernous hangar. Ground crewmen were scurrying around like mouse droids prepping the TIEs.

Admiral Letta marched toward Mayla and the other pilots assembling in the hangar. He was flanked by three stormtroopers on both sides.

“Rebels. X-wings and that blasted Falcon. Take them out.”

The pilots around Mayla nodded their agreement. “Aye, sir.”

Mayla ran to the shining black TIE Interceptor she would be flying. No shields. All guts. She sucked in a deep breath. Her guts would have to be enough now. Her mind was still reeling from her sister’s death, but her psychological training was kicking in. Use that anger. She told herself. Focus it. Mayla climbed up the ladder above the ship and dropped into the cockpit. As she let her body slide into the cramped chair, she couldn’t help but wonder what Mirium felt like climbing into her cockpit for the last time.

She wouldn’t have known. Mayla told herself. Just like you don’t know if this is your last time. The thought hardly crossed Mayla’s mind anymore. Climbing into a TIE was like climbing into death’s mouth, but after doing it hundreds of times, one tended to forget.

She locked her helmet into place- the hissing noises of the oxygen filled her ears. It was a sound she never got used to, but it was like home. Like the wobbly front step she always tripped on going into her house. And now, the hissing provided some sort of grounding sensation for Mayla. Lights flashed on the cockpit. She flipped switches, engaging the systems. She glanced over the sensors, checking to make sure all was well.

As Mayla went through the pre-flight checklist, she felt her eyes starting to burn again. She blinked the tears away. She had a squadron to lead. Mourning would come later.

“This is Phantom. All systems are go.”

The other pilots echoed out that they were ready as well.

Mayla pulled her TIE out of the hangar into space, the rest of the squadron following after her. As she left the hangar, Mayla gawked at the sight before her. She had been involved in small battles before, but this was different. Hundreds of other TIEs were already in space. Everywhere she looked there were star destroyers. The looming metallic shell of the second Death Star was just ahead. Three green laser bolts shot past her.

“All right, it’s show time. Follow my lead.”

The adrenaline pumping into her bloodstream caused her to forget the pain and grief. Now all she could think about was staying alive. One hit from the Rebels, and she would be gone in a fiery explosion. The TIEs were built to be efficient and cheap. No shields, no life-support, and no hyperdrive meant that the fighters were some of the lightest spacecraft in production. Able to move in any direction in almost a split second’s time. But the efficiency had a high cost. Almost daily, reports of dead pilots appeared.

That thought seemed to stop time for Mayla. Her sister was one of those dead pilots. Her name would be on the list in the morning. Mayla bit on her cheek again, fresh blood flooded into her mouth. Now her goal was to make sure her own name didn’t end up on that list as well.

Mayla locked onto an X-wing in front of her and fired. She pulled her TIE up and over the explosion. She didn’t want any of the debris to hit her ship.

“Great shot, Major.”

She didn’t have time to revel in her success. One downed fighter wasn’t going to win the war. One downed fighter wasn’t going to make up for her sister’s death. Two laser bolts shot dangerously close by. Her onboard computer screens showed that three Rebel X-wings were pulling up behind her.

“Evasive action!” Mayla commanded her squadron. She pushed the floor pedals so that her fighter took a sharp left around the bridge of a star destroyer. Two other fighters pulled up next to her. And then a blast of green and fire. The TIE to her left was nothing more than mangled metal.

No shields. All guts. Fly high, pilot. Mayla thought to herself as she spotted two Rebel fighters ahead. Their S-foils were in attack position, ready to fire on the star destroyer’s cannons. She moved to get the enemy ship into range.

Even though sound was non-existent in space, Mayla knew what she sounded like approaching the enemy fighter. The scream of the twin ion engines was iconic. There was nothing like it in the entire galaxy. It put pride into the hearts of the loyal citizens of the Empire, and fear into those who were not. It reminded citizens that the Empire was there- protecting them, watching them.

It was that same scream that had caused Mayla and her sister to apply for the Flight Academy. As youngsters on Lothal, they watched the Empire rise from the ashes of the fallen Republic. They watched stormtroopers paste Imperial propaganda posters on the walls of buildings. Every morning, they were woken by the sounds of the TIEs flying overhead. Mayla would run out of her family’s small home to watch in awe as the Imperial fighters raced above the city. They were so close, she had felt like she could reach out and grab them out of the sky.

“One day,” she had told her father. “I’m gonna fly one of those.”

That was the day before her parents had been killed.

Now Mayla sucked in the cold oxygen that was provided to her through the hoses connecting her helmet to the life support chest box. She was flying one of those. And she was good at it. The X-wing was locked in. She pressed the fire button on top of her control, and the Rebel ship spun widely out of control. She pulled back, watching it for a moment before it crashed into a formation of five TIEs.

Five more dead pilots.

Five more names joining Mirium’s.

One of her pilots radioed in. “Major, I can’t shake them. I—”

Static.

She had just lost one of her own.

Mayla swore and turned her ship up and over the debris from the crash. Even a small piece of metal could damage her own fighter. As she brought her ship back into formation with the remaining fighters in her squadron, she noticed something outside her cockpit window. Another piece of stray debris, perhaps?

Not debris. A helmet. Black, with the Imperial cog printed in bright white on the side. One ripped hose was still attached, moving eerily in the vacuum of space.

Snap out of it, Mayla! You’re an Imperial pilot! One of the best in the galaxy. And you’re going to end up just like that if you don’t get your act together.

Her fighter shuddered. Mayla jerked her head to the right to see what happened.

An entire Rebel ship had just exploded.

“What in the—” Mayla looked up to see the lasers of the second Death Star engaged.

It’s operational?

“Ooh, yes!” A voice boomed through the comm in her helmet.

“Rebel scum doesn’t stand a chance,” came another.

The new Death Star was operational. Mayla felt like a huge load had been lifted off her chest. All the grief she had been feeling seemed so small in comparison. She wanted to cry, not from sadness, but from relief. Surely the Rebels wouldn’t keep up the fight after this. They would have to surrender. They wouldn’t be given any mercy, but the rebellion would be over. The fight would be ended. The Rebels who killed her sister would be punished. Mayla could fly her TIE over Lothal, letting her engines comfort the citizens there. Her sister would not have died in vain.

Her relief was like a balm. Like she was floating on a cloud. The next minutes were almost a blur. Target locked. Fire. Target destroyed. Repeat. Over and over again.

The fools! Why do you keep fighting?

The Rebel ships were converging on the Death Star. Including the Millennium Falcon. Mayla smiled to herself. She knew how much the Empire hated that ship. To destroy it would make her a hero. She put her TIE in pursuit.

The eclectic band of Rebel ships entered the unconstructed area of the space station. Seven other TIEs had joined her in pursuit of the ships as they headed down the unfinished ventilation shafts. Mayla locked onto an X-wing into range and fired.

Target destroyed.

The Rebel ships split off and began to head back to the surface.

Mayla was in pursuit.

“All fighters return to the Executor immediately.” The orders rang throughout her helmet.

Mayla turned her TIE back towards the Imperial dreadnaught. Its cannons were firing on Rebel fighters when one damaged one slammed into the Executor’s bridge. Mayla watched in horror, knowing full well that no one on that bridge would survive the impact.

Debris was flying in all directions.

“Fighters, get away from there!”

Mayla pushed the pedals, turning her TIE sharply to the right. But she wasn’t fast enough. A loud thud sent her fighter spinning.

Mayla tried to get control of her ship. Alarms were ringing.

She watched in horror as the sensors began blinking critical alerts. She felt her fighter begin to spiral.

“Eject. Eject. Eject.” A soothing voice echoed through the cockpit. Mayla tried to regain control, but it seemed useless. She fumbled for the eject button, but the spinning was too fast. Too hard. The G-forces were too strong. Mayla felt herself begin to lose consciousness.

It’s over.

She would crash or explode in a matter of seconds. It didn’t matter. Both options would end her life.

But she would not be dying in vain. She had avenged her parents. She had avenged her sister. She had given her all for the Empire. She would be hailed a hero. The thought brought a smile to Mayla’s lips.

As her vision tunneled, Mayla focused in on the half-constructed Death Star. A weapon that would end the rest of the Rebels. A weapon that would end the war and bring peace to the galaxy.

Her vision began to fade, but her smile did not.

Flames engulfed the small black fighter. For the Empire. For Mirium.


Thanks for taking the time to read! I’d love to hear your thoughts on the story or about writing fan-fic in general!

Favorite Bounty Hunters: May 2018 ComLINKS

*This post is part of a link up started by Jenmarie over at Anakin and His Angel. Each month she has a different galactic topic for us to explore and write about. This month we’re talking about our favorite galactic bounty hunter!

“Bounty hunters. We don’t need their scum.” // Admiral Piett, The Empire Strikes Back

When you hear “bounty hunters,” most people immediately think of Boba Fett. And rightly so! His awesome Mandalorian armor, his cool jet pack, and the fact that we never get to see his face (at least in the originals) makes him a really neat dude.

But I decided to focus on a character who only gets a few minutes of screen time, and one that was the first bounty hunter I met.

Zam Wessel.

 

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A Clawdite from Zolan, Zam was a shapeshifter and could change her appearance to any kind of humanoid. Jango Fett had hired her to kill Padme Amidala. She first set an explosion on Padme’s ship, and then set kouhuns lose in Padme’s apartment. After both failing to kill the senator, Anakin and Obi-Wan chased her around Coruscant where they finally caught up to her outside of a bar. But before they could get any information from her, Jango Fett killed her with a poisonous dart.

So why do I think Zam Wessel is cool? One- she’s a girl! I love seeing Star Wars women playing powerful roles (even if they are a “bad guy”). Two- she has a cool outfit. I love the veil that covers the lower part of her face. It gives her a really mysterious vibe. Three- she’s an alien. I guess technically everyone in Star Wars is an alien, but I love that she isn’t quite a human.

I’d love to know your thoughts on Zam, or who your favorite bounty hunter is! Let me know in the comments!

 

Boho Geek Chic: Rope & Rose

Decorating a home is such a personal experience, and it is almost like a work of art in itself! A person’s home says a lot about them- their likes, their dislikes, their family structure, their tastes, etc. One of the biggest trends in home décor right now is the boho look!

That’s where Rope & Rose comes in! I was in awe with how beautiful her pieces were. They give off that cozy boho vibe that works in so many different décor trends! And one of my favorite things about this company is that it’s not just “another” business, but Brittney is a real human who has passions (for her family, macramé, and fandoms!).

 

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All the heart eyes here!

 

And who better to tell you about their amazing business than the lady who runs it?!

Me: Hey girl! Thanks so much for joining us! I’m really excited to hear all about your business, and what makes it tick! Why don’t you tell us a little bit about yourself first?

Brittney: Well, currently I’m a Stay At Home mom to a crazy little 2 year old girl, and I make modern macramé as a side hustle. If you want my resume summary, I have a background in Graphic Design and Visual Communications and I used to work as a Wedding Venue Coordinator before I got pregnant. I used to be a Starbucks Barista and the word “Frappuccino happy hour” still makes me cringe. I consider myself a foodie and plan all my trips around places to eat. I enjoy long strolls through Target and my next small goal in life is to buy a summer jumpsuit.

Me: I can totally relate with Target! You mentioned that your side hustle is modern macramé. What made you decide to start doing that?

Brittney: My little sister is getting married this July, and she lives in Hawaii so she’s really into everything boho. She sent me a picture of a macramé wedding backdrop and was like “Hey, make this for me” and I was like “uh…. ok?”. And after hours of learning the basic knots of macramé I finally made my first macramé creation! It was a little chair back décor thing… I’m pretty sure I didn’t even keep it, but I remember being so proud of it and thinking it was so beautiful. Soon I got ADDICTED and made so many wall hangings that I filled my dining room and my husband said “Ok, we gotta get rid of these because we’re moving soon”. So I decided to try to sell them on Instagram to my friends. Soon people started asking me to do special orders and before I knew it, I had my own little business.

Me: I love that! It really seems like you have a true passion for what you do! What is your favorite part of having this business now?

Brittney: I really love it when I finish a piece I can stand back and look at it, and it gives me this feeling of peace and accomplishment that I’ve never experienced. It’s this indescribable feeling of “Oh my goodness, this is beautiful and even if no one in the world agrees with me, it’s still beautiful”. And as a creative, that feeling is priceless. It’s the driving force of an artist. Have you ever experienced that? A confidence so strong that its not dependent on the thoughts of others? If you never have, you need to… at least once in your life. It’s so freeing. 

Me: This just gives me the warm fuzzies! I’ve experienced that to some extent, and you’re right- it really is so freeing! It seems like this is just the baby stage right now. Where do you hope this business takes you in the future?

Brittney: I would DIE if I could work with flowers more. I want to start doing events where I style parties or events. Or expand the “Rose” part of Rope & Rose and have a flower crown booth. Maybe to even be featured in weddings?!?! OMG I need to stop, I’m getting excited just thinking about it. lol! Or I would love to open a coffee shop/ art studio/ floral studio where I teach art classes and make coffee. Sorry, I dream pretty big. Haha!

Me: Hey! Big dreams are what make the world go round! I love these big dreams you have! Now, since we’re a geeky blog, we all are dying to know- what’s your favorite fandom right now?

Brittney: Currently? My last obsession was the ACOTAR series by Sarah J Mass. I’m a sucker for fairytale retellings. She did such an amazing job at world-building and character development. I actually decided to read her books because of the fan art on Pinterest and DeviantArt! Her characters are beautiful and have so much depth. And they’re very relatable. My sister and I could spend hours discussing the books and sending memes to each other. And the ACOTAR memes are so freaking funny! I seriously laugh so hard I cry sometimes… Don’t tell anyone. lol 😉 When I was younger (and had more free time) I was into manga and anime. You know those people who sat on the floor at Barnes & Noble and read manga? That was me. So my recent Anime obsession is Food Wars… if you don’t watch anime regularly I’m not sure if I recommend it for you, to be completely honest. It can be vulgar at times, but in Japan it’s a type of humor and it doesn’t bother me. It’s a special kind of humor and it’s ridiculous and hilarious at the same time. My husband and sister think I’m insane but I like it! 

Me: Love it! That definitely makes life so much more fun! My family thinks I’m crazy the same way, so I feel you! You’re definitely a fangirl, so how do you incorporate that love into your business?

Brittney: I named a couple of my wall hangings after the terms and characters in some of my fave fandoms. Like I named a piece “The Eye” once because it looked like the Eye of Saur on from LOTR… and I recently named a piece Darth because I used black rope. Yes, like Darth Vader. Hahaha! It’s me exploring my dark side. My next book-inspired piece is a piece inspired by Rhysand or Feyre of ACOMAF. I want it to be a dark midnight blue or black and to look like wings! I just need to find the perfect blue. 

 

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Me: I’ve been eyeing that Darth hanging! It’s so fun- and gorgeous! You didn’t mention it, but I know you’re a Potterhead! So, we need to know all your stats!

Brittney: Hufflepuff Hogwarts house (Team Cedric FOREVER). Pukwudgie Ilvermorny house. Dolphin patronus. Wand made of Alder wood with a Phoenix feather core 12 ½” and slightly springy flexibility. And I prefer my butterbeer frozen. 

Me: Puff Pride! Yah! Well, one last thing before you go. What would you tell people who want to start their own business?

Brittney: People don’t buy products. The buy brands… they buy dreams, goals, ideas, and the lifestyle you’re selling. It doesn’t make sense to a lot of people, but it’s true. As an example, I sell macramé home décor. But people don’t just buy a macramé wall hanging, they’re buying the boho vibes they get when they walk into their room and see my wall hanging. They buy the feeling of comfort that comes from a room filled with things they love. They buy the idea that having this in their home will transform into something they can call THEIRS. I could talk for days about it, but in a nutshell, your products and business will send a message to people. Make sure whatever that message is, that it’s something you’re proud of and that you can stand by it even if no one else is standing by you. 

Me: Awwww thanks so much for taking the time to answer my questions! I love your business, and wish you all the luck in the world!

You can follow Rope & Rose on Insta at @ropeandrose (she’s most active there!) But she also has a Facebook page by the same name. Make sure to also check out her Etsy shop RopeandRose to see her products and upcoming classes if you’re in her area! (Yes- Brittney can TEACH you how to make adorable macramé!). She also does custom orders, so if there’s something you’re looking for, make sure to look her up! She loves to chat through DMs too!

*All photos are from @ropeandrose Instagram account and were used with permission!

 

Forces of Destiny: April 2018 ComLINKS

*This post is part of a link up started by Jenmarie over at Anakin and His Angel. Each month she has a different galactic topic for us to explore and write about. This month we’re talking about our favorite episode so far from season 2 Forces of Destiny!

“The choices we make, the actions we take, moments both big and small- shape us into forces of destiny.” // Maz Kanata, Forces of Destiny Introduction

Disney just released new episodes for Forces of Destiny! I honestly love these adorable little shorts because they offer us inside looks into the characters we already know and love! I especially love that Disney has focused on the female characters of Star Wars for this show. I think that it’s so great that we can show little girls (and big girls!) that it’s totally cool for them to love Star Wars!

 

Image from StarWars.com

 

Disney released this series last year, and they just recently added some more shows for season 2! It was really hard for me to pick a favorite, but I decided to go with episode 2, “Unexpected Company.” First, I loved this one because it features my fave girl Ahsoka Tano again! It also showed the awkward relationship between Anakin and Padme, which is a guilty pleasure of mine. The best part of this episode, however, was the last 30 seconds.

Padme: “You know, you and Anakin make a good team.”

Ahsoka: “Thanks…. I could say the same about the two of you.”

Padme: (looking very guilty) “Thank you, Ahsoka.”

Soooooo….. Ahsoka knows?! Honestly it totally made my day knowing that she does!

That episode was my favorite, but I wanted to give an honorable mention to “The Path Ahead.” It’s an episode featuring Luke and Yoda. No female characters are in this episode. So why would Disney decide to change up their show, which was to feature the women of Star Wars, and have an episode with only male characters?

To show that Star Wars is for everyone. We don’t need to have a special show just for female characters and a special show just for male characters. Forces of Destiny isn’t a girl’s show. It’s a Star Wars show. And Star Wars is for everyone. Girls, boys, grandparents, business owners, gamers, musicians, scientists, politicians, teachers, mothers, fathers- everyone. Star Wars is for fans who’ve been around since 1977, or fans whose first Star Wars movie was The Last Jedi.

Star Wars is for everyone.

Have you watched Forces of Destiny? Which episode was your favorite? And I’d love to hear how you feel about Star Wars being for everyone! Let me know in the comments!