23 villains I adore, in no particular order. (11/52)

Look, if you don’t want me to enjoy wicked characters, stop making them more interesting than the heroes.

I’m not saying you need to emulate any of these characters, but here are 23 villains I adore, in no particular order:

Hannibal Lecter (I love Mads Mikkelsen’s version best, though I enjoy them all)

Darth Vader (classic for a reason)

Bertie Wooster’s Aunt Agatha

Scorpius

Pumpkinhead

Hans Gruber

Villanelle

Mr. Dark (movie version)

Irene Adler (book version)

Loki (any version, even Alligator Loki)

Pinhead

Spike (though I would argue that he ended as something other than a villain)

Six (also maybe not a villain, though she certainly started out that way)

Bob (from “Twin Peaks,” if a single harrowing name doesn’t instantly mean maniacal laughter in a mirror to you)

Benjamin Linus

Mrs. Danvers

Marquise de Merteuil

Cthulhu

The Babadook

Lucy van Pelt (although Charlie Brown’s blockheadedness is the real villain)

Black Phillip

Alice Morgan

And last, but never, ever least: The Goblin King

The Update

• I straight up forgot to send A Little Better last week. And I got a new subscriber. (Correlation does not equal causation, right?)

• My mom got me a kSafe for my birthday so I can periodically imprison my phone for productivity enhancement. I mean, yes, I wanted one, so that was a nice surprise. But on the other hand, my mom is also my boss, and after I opened my present, she said, “I want you to get some fucking work done!” So it also kind of felt like a quarterly review? Anyway, 5 stars on the phone safe. Works like a charm. Highly recommend.

• Did I mention that I got cast in the show I auditioned for? Just a chorus gig, but I’m very pleased. I’m going to be a nun in “The Sound of Music”!

• I took my birthday off work yesterday, and I spent the whole day sewing. Better than a birthday party! Hahaha.

• My mind is a complete blank today, and not in the meditation/mindfulness sense. I’m just empty and a little edgy. Uncomfortable, unfocused. It’s like that feeling when you walk into a room and you can’t remember why, only for everything I’ve tried to do all day. Just a spectacularly groggy, weird state of being. Scatterbrain.

Okay, see you next week!