Parsley Rose
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Just a small town girl, living in a dystopian wasteland, trying to survive the next big Feral Ghoul attack. I'm from a vault that ran questionable operations on sick and injured prewar to postnuclear apocalypse vault dwellers. I like stars.
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So I watched Wednesday...again. Content Warning.
This week, I watched Wednesday, Season Two Part Two on Netflix and I have more notes than I did when I first watched Wednesday on Netflix in 2022. Someone told me to watch The Vanity Fair interview on YouTube because my theory corresponds with something Jenna Ortega had said in the interview.
By Parsley Rose 4 months ago in Critique
The Secrets my Mother Kept
Three days had passed since Alexander's father missed his birthday. Three days of careful conversations and avoided glances. Three days of Sydney sleeping in the guest room instead of going back to her apartment, though no one talked about why. Three days of Gran cooking elaborate breakfasts that no one ate and Grandpa Marcus taking longer and longer fishing trips.
By Parsley Rose 4 months ago in Fiction
So I watched Wednesday ...again. . Content Warning.
So I watched Wednesday again on Netflix. Following the release of the second half of season two on Wednesday, September 3, 2025; I was inspired to start again at Season One. A whole new world started to re-weave itself around me. In this little part two of So I watched..., I wanted to discuss what in my weed-enduced psychosis I found in the underlining story that writer Tim Burton shares with us.
By Parsley Rose 4 months ago in Critique
So I watched Wednesday...
So I watched Wednesday. I mean, why wouldn't I? It's an Addams' Family Universe television show on Netflix directed by Tim Burton. Why wouldn't I want to deep dive into this critically acclaimed adventure series starring Disney's Stuck in the Middle's Jenna Ortega? Of course, I saw Wednesday.
By Parsley Rose 5 months ago in Critique
The Forest of the Forgotten
Amnity sat on the old tree stump. Her face was gentle and fair against the light blue and orange hue that engulfed the early morning hours surrounding her friendly metaphysical shop when I came walking up. Amnity had her nose deep in her white oak magic book with the golden-rimmed sheets of paper, and she was reading from it calmly. Crickets broke the silence, but not her attention as she read.
By Parsley Rose 5 months ago in Fiction
Abandoned
October 16, 2017 It was the middle of the night when we found it. The road had been empty for miles and miles in both directions, we would’ve missed it ourselves if it hadn’t been for the clasp of lightning that lit up the sky as we flew through the blinding storm.
By Parsley Rose 5 months ago in Fiction
The Remnance of Michael McCormack . Content Warning.
I have so many words, but I'm flustered beyond belief when I sit down to write this note. Who was Michael McCormack? Some would say he was the best friend nobody knew they had, some would say he was excellent in school, his friends and family would claim he was a special talent taken too soon.
By Parsley Rose 5 months ago in Fiction
The Forest of the Forgotten
A gentle breeze brushes along the leaves of the neighboring trees. I'm lying in the grass, tall and overgrown as far as the eye can see, making it almost impossible for me to see. The sound the wind makes had always brought a smile to my face, especially here.
By Parsley Rose 5 months ago in Fiction
