We’ll Miss You Gilbert Blythe

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Most of you have likely heard the news: Jonathan Crombie, best known for his portrayal of Gilbert Blythe in the Anne of Green Gables films, has died.

I screamed in shock and dismay when I first saw the post my sister tagged me in.

Utter heartbreak. And then the tears. O the tears!

“My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.” (Anne Shirley/L.M. Montgomery)

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GilbertBlythe_DiamondSunburstsIf you never read the book series or watched the films, Anne of Green Gables and Anne of Avonlea (you’re excused Anne of Green Gables: The Continuing Story), then you know why this news is a flabbergasting blow to Anne fans around the world. For most of us, “Gil” was our first love. Not actually, of course, but it felt like it. Gil was the standard for the man we wanted to marry. The one who would be sad they could not promise us any “diamond sunbursts and marble halls” to which we would simply, sweetly, and sincerely respond,

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Marilla would chide us, but I think we can all safely agree that we are most certainly “in the depths of despair.” And while, still disagreeing with Marilla, we are not, in fact, turning our backs on God, we are deeply saddened at this news.

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A brain hemorrhage, at 48! He was so young!

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I couldn’t tell you any other roles that “Gil” played. I’ve personally never seen him in a film other than the Anne Series. But he was the greatest actor in the world to me and many of you, I’m sure. But he never felt like an actor, he felt like friend. A dear, dear, bosom friend. A friend who taught us, while he taught Anne, that it was okay for a woman to think independently, for herself, even if those thoughts went against the grain and ruffled equally the sensible feathers of Marilla Cuthbert and gossipy feathers of Mrs. Rachel Lynde.

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Gil taught us that we too could be bold enough to pursue and sacrifice for our dreams and heart’s desires.

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Gil showed us that even while we may be quite taken with the Roy Gardners and Morgan Harrises of the world, the “tall, dark, and handsome” Doctor Blythe was more than enough for us.

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And even in the midst of friends that come and go, there would be one friend, one man, one love who would always remain.

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Before we were ever teased by a schoolboy and called the equivalent of “Carrots!” there was Gil. And before we ever fell in love and had our first kiss, there was Gil. And no matter how many times we read the books, Jonathan Crombie was always our mental rendering.

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In a word, he was perfection.

I know some of you fellas reading this may think I’ve lost it. Or perhaps your crying mothers, significant others, sisters, cousins, and friends have. But think of the first book you “fell in love with” as a boy. Think of the friends you made through those stories. That is what Anne and Gil have been to women around the world for over a hundred years, and so much more so since the making of the films.

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We had our scare when Gilbert caught Scarlet Fever from the hospital he interned at, but even though, technically, Gil Blythe lives on, on paper, his physical embodiment is gone forever.

We weep.

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A star has fallen from the heavens, never to be replaced.

We’ll miss you Gil.

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Welcome Fellow Writers!

TP3239adjHello Friends,

If you’re a voracious reader like me (and female), then you already know that “write way to light” is a play on the words of Anne Shirley of Green Gables: “right way to light.”

What raptures that phrase evokes!

Before I ever fell in love with a man, (and just after falling in love with Jesus), my first loves were the heroines I read about (and often saw in film adaptations before I was old enough to read them) and the hero(ines) who wrote them. As a girl, I buried my nose in The American Girl Series (Samantha, Felicity, and Molly were my favourites, in that order!), all of Anne’s melodramatic woes, Joe March’s tomboyish scratchings, Lizzie Bennett’s prideful prejudices, Lucy Pevensie’s Lion-led wanderings, the tea-sipping, taking animals of the Willows, as well as the tales of Grimm and Andersen alike.

I was in love!

As I grew older, my love for Lewis was deepened, my joy of Tolkien discovered, and the fantastical as well as the historical became my fiction obsession. Especially British, Celtic, and Norse. I began to drink in Arthurian legends like that of Marion Zimmer Bradley’s Mists of Avalon Series.

Right around college where I studied English Literature at Oral Roberts University, I discovered children’s and juvenile classics I never read at the appointed time. Hitty: Her First Hundred Years, The Witch of Black Bird Pond, Where the Red Fearn Grows, and recently, A Wrinkle in Time. How did I never read these before? What kind of mossed-over rock was I dwelling under?

Every year, I read The Thrall’s Tale by Judith Lindbergh, Avalon by Anya Seton, The Historian by Elisabeth Kostova, and The Children of Hurin by J.R.R. Tolkien. The Silmarillion, probably my favourite of all the Middle-Earth works, I read once every 1-2 years. In the sidebar of my main blog, you can find my Recommended Reading section as well as the books I’m currently reading.

I have always been in love with reading. In fact, there were times I actually got in trouble for reading growing up. (Wouldn’t you have loved to have a child like me? *smile*) And because of this great love of reading, I became a writer.

When I finally decided that I wanted to be a professional writer in college, I signed up to be a Writing Major. After just a couple sessions of Technical Writing 101, I realised “this isn’t for me,” dropped the class on the computer I was supposed to be doing my class assignment on, walked over to Dr. Linda Gray and told her, “I’ll see you tomorrow in History of the English Language.” Hence my tenure as an English Lit. major.

You see I have this funny little idea that you learn best about writing, not from rules and regulations, but from actually reading the work of great writers.

That was one of the best decisions I ever made.

My name is Desiree M. Mondesir and I am a writer.