American Horror Story Coven Review

I feel like enough time has passed since the airing of the finale for me to share my thoughts. I've been watching American Horror Story since the first season, and while it took me a little while to get into, I loved the previous seasons. Asylum was my favorite. I remember actually being excited about what was going to happen next, and rooting for some characters while hoping others got what they deserved. Sometimes I would watch the episodes twice since they came on back to back, and I even wished for American Horror Story to get it's own talk show like the Talking Dead. That all changed sometime during Coven. There were some things I liked. I've always liked the pairing of Evan Peters and Taissa Farmiga, but the storyline they were part of this season was so immature. Two girls fighting over a zombie boy. The part that annoys me the most is when the girls are sent to their own personal hell and Zoey says her's was Kyle breaking up with her over and over again. I thought to myself, That's the worst thing that can happen to you? Really? In fact, most of the younger girls had storylines about love or wanting to be loved. Even Queenie, who flopped back and forth so much I'm sure the only reason she didn't flop back to Marie was because Marie was nowhere to be found. My favorite scenes in the series were the blossoming friendship between LaLaurie and Queenie, and I really thought LaLaurie was going to see her as a daughter at some point in the series. Another one of the big issues I had with the series was the portrayal of Lavaeu and LaLaurie. Their characters were based on real people, so the writers already had a lot to choose from. I'm from New Orleans so I was excited when I saw Kathy Bates say her character was going to be worse then her character from Misery. I knew they had enough history to make that character worse then the character from Misery, but they didn't use it. Based on LaLaurie's past alone I should have felt a little uncomfortable watching her scenes, but I didn't. I didn't see anything too horrifying. I also feel like everything about Lavaeu was complete fiction. I think the only thing they really got right was that she was the voodoo queen of New Orleans. I think the biggest problem I had with the show was the endings. It seemed like all the good people got good endings and all the bad people went to hell, or in Madison's case, were murdered and never seen again. Misty was the only good person who ended up in hell. Cordelia got to be supreme, which seems like the writers taking the easy way out. Zoey and Kyle ended up together, Zoey and Queenie got to be on the council. The frizzy haired woman got burned at the stake. I think the ending that bothered me the most was Fiona's. She ended up in hell with the axe man, who claimed to love her. If he loved her than why was his hell to be with Fiona? Maybe because Fiona didn't love him? I don't know, the ending just didn't sit right with me. I feel like Fiona should have pulled one more rabbit out of her hat and found a way to stay supreme. That's the ending I was hoping for anyway. I'm still going to tune in next season, hopefully next season will be better.

Dialog

I took a college fiction writing class at a community college last semester. It was actually more like a fiction reading class with a splash of writing thrown in, since we only did three or four writing assignments and we read about twenty stories. I took this class because I believe you can learn something from everyone, but I learned nothing in this class. Well, nothing the teacher taught me. For our first writing assignment we were told to write a 300 word story that was character vs. nature, character vs. the world, or character vs. supernatural. I went against my better judgement and took the easy way out. I wrote a courtroom scene that was mostly dialog. I thought my teacher would run screaming away from anything I actually wanted to write. I had to filter my writing for fear of being feared. Even tame fiction can be twisted into something that it's not. What I mean is, because of all the violence, school shootings, etc., I was afraid to write a story that I might actually like. An innocent piece of werewolf fiction could be frowned upon in a school setting because of the violent content. When my teacher graded the paper she wrote, "Too much dialog, and it's boring." Maybe not in those words, but she wrote them. The next assignment I turned in had maybe two sentences of dialog, but I wrote more along the lines of what I wanted to write (well, the paper was based on a photograph the teacher had chosen for us). My teacher did enjoy that assignment more, but she didn't love it. For the last assignment we were given a 1000 word limit and no boundries, so I finally decided to write about something I actually wanted to write about. I picked a topic that was more tame than werewolves, but was still something that interested me. This time my teacher actually loved it. I wonder if I had just wrote what I wanted in the first place if I would have actually learned something else.

Could writing a book cause me to lose interest in reading?

In the past I couldn't wait to take a trip to Barnes and Noble. I loved browsing the shelves and looking for something new to read. Today I visited Barnes and Noble and walked away empty handed. It's not the first time that I've walked away from the bookstore, but it is the first time I didn't see anything that held my interest. I try to squeeze in writing time on a daily basis, but I have been neglecting my reading list. The only books I've even picked up in the past few months are Double Dexter and Angel Ink. I'm sure this is just a phase and it'll pass, but I hope it passes soon.