“When I woke, I was trussed up in the wagon wi’ the chickens, jolting down the road toward Fort William.”
”I see. I’m sorry. It must have been terrible for you.”
“Oh aye. Chickens are verra poor company, especially on a long journey.”
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EXCLUSIVE: Sony Pictures TV has closed a deal for the rights to Outlander, Diana Gabaldon’s bestselling fantasy/romance/adventure series of books. Battlestar Galactica developer/executive producer Ron Moore will write the series adaptation, with Jim Kohlberg’s Story Mining and Supply Co producing. The project will be taken to cable networks this week.
The book series starts off in 1945 and follows Claire,
an engageda married WWII combat nurse who accidentally steps back in time to the Scottish Highlands of 1743. Catapulted without warning into the intrigues of lairds and spies that send her on the run and threaten her life she is forced to marry Jamie, a gallant and passionate young Scots warrior, igniting a passionate love so absolute that Claire becomes a woman torn between fidelity and desire… and between two vastly different men in two irreconcilable lives. The seven-book series has sold over 20 million copies. An eighth novel is slated to come out next year. The books have developed passionate fan following, with multiple companies running “Jamie and Claire” tours of Scotland, where they visit locations from the books.
The success of this series is totally going to be in the actual casting. Because, for real, how do you ever cast a real human being as Jamie Fraser? (Richard Madden is still my first choice, but does he have the actual charisma needed for it?) I have a lot of faith in Ron Moore, but this series is tricky on several levels… Well, we’ll see if anything actually comes of it. So glad they’ve moved past the idea of a movie series to a TV series—there’s definitely enough content to merit a Game of Thrones style treatment.
“I talk to you as I talk to my own soul… And Sassenach, your face is my heart.”
-Dragonfly In Amber by Diana Gabaldon
Jamie Fraser, why are you perfection!?!?
“What do you see?” he hissed, plucking impatiently at Fraser’s sleeve. The Scot thumped down on his heels and stared down at him.
“It’s that wee arse-wipe, Twelvetrees,” he said. “He’s going through Siverly’s papers.”
Grey barely heard the second part of this; he was already headed for the front door, and quite ready to break it down, should it offer him the least resistance.
It didn’t. It was unlocked, and he heaved it open with such force that it crashed into the wall of the foyer. The sound coincided with a startled yelp from the library, and he charged toward the open door through which light was streaming, barely aware of Fraser at his heels, saying urgently, “I’m no going to break ye out of that bloody castle again, just you remember that!”
There was a louder yelp as he burst into the library, to find Edward Twelvetrees crouched beside the mantelpiece, the poker clutched in both hands and poised like a cricket bat.
“Put that down, you bloody nit,” Grey said, halting just short of striking range. “What the devil are you doing here?”
Twelvetrees straightened up, his expression going from alarm to outrage.
“What the devil are you doing here, you infamous fiend?”
Fraser laughed, and both Grey and Twelvetrees glared at him.
“I beg your pardon, gentlemen,” he said mildly, though his broad face still bore a look of amusement. He waved his fingers, in the manner of one urging a small child to go and say hello to an aged relative. “Be going on wi’ your business. Dinna mind me.”
He looked around, picked up a small wing-chair that Grey had knocked over in his precipitous entry, and sat in it, leaning back with an air of pleased expectation.
- The Scottish Prisoner by Diana Gabaldon
“Infamous fiend” is my new favorite insult.
He was looking out the window, toward the blue distance where the sky darkened toward infinity. His throat moved a little as he swallowed.
“It gives me the same feeling, Sassenach,” he said, “to hear ye rustling about in your surgery, rattling things and swearin’ to yourself.” He turned his head, then, to look at me, and his eyes held the depths of the coming night.
“If ye were no longer there—or somewhere—” he said very softly, “then the sun would no longer come up or go down.
“Well, I’ll tell ye, Sassenach, ‘graceful’ is possibly not the first word that springs to mind at thought of you.” He slipped an arm behind me, one hand large and warm around my silk-clad shoulder.
“But I talk to you as I talk to my own soul,” he said, turning me to face him. He reached up and cupped my cheek, fingers light on my temple.
“And, Sassenach,” he whispered, “your face is my heart.”
Dragonfly in Amber by Diana Gabaldon
Trying to convince Jules she has to read at least the second book in the Outlander series. It just… compliments the first book so well! And you get to meet Roger! And Fergus! And there are duels, an exiled prince, scandalous love affairs, and-and-and—well, I can’t spoil THAT. ;)
“I will find you,” he whispered in my ear. “I promise. If I must endure two hundred years of purgatory, two hundred years without you—then that is my punishment, which I have earned for my crimes. For I have lied, and killed, and stolen; betrayed and broken trust. But there is one thing that shall lie in the balance. When I shall stand before God, I shall have one thing to say, to weigh against the rest.”
His voice dropped, nearly to a whisper, and his arms tightened around me.
“Lord, ye gave me a rare woman, and God! I loved her well.”
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