Most of the voices in my head speak with a Scottish accent.
Here’s why…Jamie Fraser, my fictional husband.
Diana Gabaldon (one of my all time favorite authors) introduced us about six years ago, and we’ve been going strong ever since. Last night, I got to meet him on the big screen when I attended a private preview of the show “Outlander”, which will be out for everyone to see August 9th on Starz. Take a minute to go set your DVR’s. I’ll wait.
My bestie, Nikki and I have been preparing for this television show to come out for, well forever it seems, so when we were given passes to see the preview, there was much celebration. We were just a little bit excited, and then we had to wait. The day of the event dragged. We exchanged a few text messages.
Nik and I made plans to meet at 5:00 and then travel to the theater in order to get there early to ensure proper seats with just the right views of flowing kilts. When we reached the parking lot, optimistic me said, “It doesn’t look too bad.” Nikki responded with, “Noway, dude. Every single car in this parking lot holds an Outlander crazy. Or four. We might be screwed.” (Hey, it takes one to know one, right?)
We walked in to find that the line of fans was long but not anything we haven’t experienced. We stood in line for two hours to get Diana Gabaldon’s autograph a couple of months ago, so this was nothing. We entertained ourselves and chatted with the other sassenach want-to-be’s in line, which is typical of what you do when in the company of fellow Outlander addicts. We discussed when we started the book. How we found it, etc. and listened to the other stories from the people around us.
Something that you may not know if you’re not a fan of the book (yet) is that once you read Outlander, you tend to become obsessed (that is if you have good taste), and if you’re anything like me, you devour every single book in the series like a hungry lion who stumbles upon a lone gazelle. You might think I’m being over zealous, but that’s only because you haven’t read the book. My friend hasn’t even finished the first one, and yet she recommends it to everyone she knows. It’s that good. Actually, it’s more than that good. It has everything. Love, romance, betrayal, time travel (don’t roll your eyes), suspense, war, witchcraft, brotherhood, bravery, true historical references, a strong female lead character, and did I mention Jamie Fraser? Yeah, well if none of the other stuff grasps you, he will. He grasps me every night in my sleep. Wait…what?
Nikki and I finally made it into the theater to find our seats. We got comfortable on about the fifth row, met Myles, our waiter, who brought us vino and then began part II of the wait. We still had two hours to show time, so we entertained ourselves with lines like this:
Nikki: “My pocket Jamie vibrates.” (See, Outlander fans love him so much, they’ve created a pocket sized Jamie that we can all keep in our purses)
Me: “My vibrator calls me ‘Sassenach.'”
Nikki: “I have your pocket Jamie. Guess where I’m hiding it.”
Me: “Why is my pocket Jamie all wet?”
For two hours we quipped back and forth, and we thought we were hysterical because…wine.
Time Warner Cable hosted the event and offered us raffle tickets as we entered the theater. When the raffle began, we sat on the edge of our seats grasping our little numbered tickets and listened to several numbers called. We reassured each other after each one wasn’t ours because what we wanted were the life size cutouts of a kilted Jamie. Guess who won one?
Four people who weren’t us, but that’s okay because shortly after the raffle, bagpipes sang through the surround sound speakers, the lights turned down, and it was show time.
The opening credits started, and I felt my heart fall into my belly. I have wanted to see the characters from my mind come to life on screen for years. I actually teared up a little. This was a much anticipated moment for me, like my wedding day or the days my children were born. I’m not even slightly exaggerating.
Spoiler alert: you won’t be disappointed. Even if you haven’t read the book, which you should, tune into this show. It was wonderful. I found myself leaning forward further and further until I almost fell out of my chair. My mouth stayed unhinged for 90% of the show. The characters, the cast. Brilliance. The music and the scenery took my breath away.
When the show ended, a joint sigh was heard throughout the theater. One by one, we walked out of the room a little bit disappointed that we only got an hour, but inflated with the realization that Ron Moore (the producer), Starz, and all of the cast stayed true to the novel that we all hold so close to our hearts.
For the rest of the season, I have a date with my fictional husband, Jamie Fraser (played beautifully by Sam Heughan) every Saturday night.
Here’s the full trailer if you still need more enticing:
(For those who are nervous, dinna fash: His hair is red. He’s big enough, and you hardly even notice Clare’s eyes are blue.)
Let’s talk. Are you planning to watch the show? Have you been obsessed with this book or any other? Are you in love with a fictional character? Do you go to support group for that? Do you think my friend and I are sick and twisted?