Perfectionist ahoy!

I find myself thinking about stage parents. You know the type. The ones that dress their three year olds up like adults and make them do pageant shows. The ones that live all their unrealized dreams through their children. Thank god I never had parents like that. But they exist. And Genevra is one of those parents. And it's one thing to be a perfectionist yourself, to have an insatiable desire to achieve, but I think it's something else entirely when you do that to someone else. Namely, a little someone like a child. So I'm spending a little time trying to get into the headspace where that's okay. I feel a little 'Mommy Dearest' coming on.

And this is the interesting part of being a villain. They are so much more satisfying a character to play, because they are so flawed. Someone who always does the right thing, who's never unhappy, never conflicted - that's some boring stuff. To try to see the world through the villain's eyes, to make it justified, necessary - that's a challenge. And Genevra is even more satisfying, since we see the descent to 'evil' happen. The fascination is in watching her make the wrong choices.

So strap that toddler to his high chair and make him memorize the constitution so you can make him recite it on command! It will really make your day.