Book: Women and Soap Opera

May 28, 2015

Geraghty, Christine. Women and Soap Opera: A Study of Prime Time Soaps. Cambridge: Polity, 1991. Print. ISBN 0745604897

Frankly I was disappointed with this book. It was clearly someone’s thesis published (you can almost hear their committee telling them to add this or that) with very little attempt to rewrite it to make it more book like aka more readable. It does cover a wide range of sources, but mostly focuses on Dallas and Dynasty in the United States and Eastenders, Coronation Street, Brookside, and Crossroads in the United Kingdom. Daytime soaps in both countries are ignored. Comparisons are made to women’s studies, romance books, romance movies, woman’s fiction, psychological and sociological theories, etc. but not to daytime soaps in either country.

The best part of the book is its examination of how soap operas tend to be ruled by maternal viewpoints, that the community is brought to function on family type dynamics by extended the family to the community. Even in more male focus soaps, like Dallas, have this strong matriarch figure who calls the tune. (Nobody goes up against Miss Ellie Ewing.) Soaps often lose focus and risk cancellation when they are co-opted into the male viewpoint.

I really like the emphasis on community which I think is truly the most important part of soaps for the viewer, being brought into that community and functioning as a part of it. This is important part of both storylines, how people can stay in town (oh, that’s just Alan Spaulding being Alan, never mind his near genecide of the planet with the Dreaming Death or his shooting his son Phillip – twice), and the fanbase who in quality soaps with longerm viewing makes fans feel like they too are part of the community, that they also live part time in Springfield. Geraghty reached the same conclusion I had that the reason romance novels aren’t substitutes for soaps is that romance novels focus too firmly on just one couple without any kind of community around them (except for shout references to the hero and heroine of previous books in the series – if there is one).

The tension between the need for being a haven of familiarity and needing different stories to tell encouraging change was nicely examined and thought provoking.

What I disliked most was the limit of its view and the constant name dropping. If this had been properly edited to become a book, it would have included things like a series of descriptions of each soap mentioned with years of production, general set up, brief descriptions of major characters who would be mentioned in the book, etc. Instead you’re just supposed to know who Alexis was, what role she played on Dynasty, and associate her with Joan Collins none of which is spelled out in the text. I don’t think they even said for sure what Alexis’s last name was. It was just a constant barrage of name dropping and you’d have to watch every soap mentioned to truly follow all of the text. They assume background knowledge of all the soaps mentioned down to character histories and major plots over the years. As I haven’t ever seen British soaps from that time period I missed full implications. For example, I don’t know who in heavens name Kevin Barlowe is from Coronation Street, but the book is written as if I knew his life story forward and backward, so references of that sort were totally lost on me. The same holds through of a lot of the theories Geraghty is applying, but not spelling out, assuming her audience has had the same background she had. Both these things severely limit the benefit and enjoyment of reading the book.

There is one Guiding Light reference, a single sentence in a paraphrase from another soap book. You can find that on page 132. As a plus there is a very nicely done notes section if you find something you want to read more about. There is also a fairly nice if not overly deep index where among other things character references are indexed. Character names are indexed First Name Last Name (Soap Opera Name).

So I wouldn’t get this one for your collection even if you find a copy unless you have a focus on British soaps or an interest in what is kind of like, but not exactly a gender study analysis of certain night time soap operas.

Jacob’s Patience

May 27, 2015

It seems to be a Jimmy Fallon thing right now to do soap spoofs. See his much more soap-like previous attempt called Midnight Meadows. This one really doesn’t play as a soap except for the opening and end titles. (I think the spinning pocketwatch is a Days of Our Lives hourglass shout out.) Instead it’s a strange thing about actors using mannequin arms and selling drugs in a bakery. If you’re still interested take a look. Actually Jacob’s Patience wouldn’t be a bad soap name although more of a throwback to the single character focus of 1930s radio soaps.

Robansuefarm is the handle of one of Manny and Guiding Light‘s biggest fans following in her family’s footsteps of Guiding Light fandom since 1939. This blog is an effort to make it easy to find Guiding Light and especially Manny online. Check back here for her blog, find fanfic previews and fake WSPR newscasts on her YouTube, find podcasts that look back to old shows and audios of her fanfics on Blog Talk Radio, and finally follow her on Twitter and Facebook.

Memorial Day Roundup 2015

May 26, 2015
Danny and Tony watch fireworks

Danny and Tony Watch Fireworks

Memorial Day started after the Civil War when several different places around the country started the tradition of decorating all veterans graves from the Civil War. Over the years its meaning has blurred as it was expanded to remember first all deceased veterans and then to all lost loved ones. Then it was caught in the great 3 Day Weekend Holiday grab and many people today see it merely as the opening weekend of summer. Learn more about the history of Memorial Day.

For whatever reason Memorial Day never seemed to be that big a deal in Springfield. Part of that might be the focus on the similarly patriotic 4th of July and the Bauer BBQ. Part of it is because in the CBS soap landscape As the World Turns already had dibs on Memorial Day with the annual Hughes Memorial Day Picnic. Sadly that ended sometime when I was still little, but if anyone has any memories of Memorial Day on either As the World Turns or Guiding Light, please share.

Rev. Ruthledge’s Memorial Day sermon from 1937:

Memorial Day 1991:

WSPR Buzz Cooper Dedicates Memorial 2007:

Memorial Day Celebrations in Springfield 2010:

Robansuefarm is the handle of one of Manny and Guiding Light‘s biggest fans following in her family’s footsteps of Guiding Light fandom since 1939. This blog is an effort to make it easy to find Guiding Light and especially Manny online. Check back here for her blog, find fanfic previews and fake WSPR newscasts on her YouTube, find podcasts that look back to old shows and audios of her fanfics on Blog Talk Radio, and finally follow her on Twitter and Facebook.

Should Michelle have lied? Did she need to?

May 24, 2015


I didn’t update this post, but I still think it’s an interesting question and one to think about. Did Michelle have to lie?

Originally posted on Glmanny's Blog:

Did Michelle or Len really have to lie to establish her alibi? I really think it is fairly strong even without visual confirmation. Once Len’s presence and memory are established, it’s clear that someone was knocking just when and where Michelle says she knocked. Let’s play devil’s advocate and assume it wasn’t her and this was a set up  – how would that work?

  • How would Michelle find out  that the ice cream store closed early that particular night? If she had said it was past its normal closing that was one thing, but she said it closed early when Len apparently hadn’t warned anyone it would be. Strange that Michelle could have found that out any other way other than being there herself.
  • If someone else was sent to knock and it was staged alibi, how would they know the ice cream store would be closed? If it was…

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Something About You – Part 29 by ShellyLynn

May 22, 2015

Republisher’s Note: Michelle is afraid of Bill’s plan.

Something About You – Part 29 by ShellyLynn

Danny awoke the next morning with a smile on his face. Never before had he experienced something so glorious, so special. Michelle was right, the previous night had been perfect. He rolled over to his side, expecting the beautiful creature he’d made love to the night before to be sleeping alongside him, but all he found were warm, empty sheets.

“Michelle?” he said aloud, waiting for a response. When he didn’t get one, he rose up out of bed and stepped into his discarded pair of pants from the previous day. As he walked out of the room, he tried once more, “Michelle, sweetie?”

“I’m in the kitchen,” came the sweet reply, allowing him to release a sigh of relief. He wasn’t sure why he had gotten so tense at her absence, but something about the way she’d been acting lately still had him wondering if something was wrong. The way she had been so open and loving the past evening however, had served to lessen the warning signals going off inside his head considerably.

He made his way into the kitchen where he wrapped his arms around her waist. “Morning sexy,” he drawled, his deep voice vibrating in her ear and sending shivers down her spine in remembrance of their recent activities. He set his unshaven chin on her shoulder as he watched her cook.

“Good morning,” she grinned, turning in his arms to face him.

“Yes it is,” he smiled, taking a step back to look at her appreciatively in her simple, pink silk robe, his eyes darkening with desire.

She slapped him playfully on the shoulder, “Looks to me like someone needs a nice cold shower.”

“You bet,” he laughed, reaching for her hand, “Care to join me?”

She couldn’t help but smile at his happiness, so this is what it felt like to be hopelessly, desperately in love with another human being, she thought. “Actually,” she fought the urge to take him up on his offer, “as good as that sounds, I think we should both be dressed before Mikey comes out here.”

“Yeah,” he agreed reluctantly, coming down from the cloud he’d been on for the previoius twelve hours. “You’re probably right. I don’t really want him to know what is going on between us until I have a chance to sit down and talk with him about it, which I plan to do later when I take him home.”

“That’s a good idea,” she remarked idly, going back to working on breakfast as she cracked open an egg and let it slide into the frying pan.

“I was thinking,” he added, almost as an afterthought, “later tonight I’d like you to meet me at Laurel Falls for dinner.”

“McDonalds again?” she asked with a laugh, knowing from the look on his face that isn’t what he had in mind.

“No,” he grinned at her response, “something much more special than that.”

She could swear she felt her heart skip a beat as she fought to find her voice. “Of course, that sounds wonderful.”

“Meet me where we had our picnic last time, at 6?”

“I can’t wait,” she said seriously, letting herself get caught up in the moment as her thoughts of Bill and what he was trying to do sliding to the back of her mind.

She laughed, smacking his hand lightly as he stole the makings of her breakfast feast, “If you keep doing that, we’re not going to have anything left to eat for breakfast.”

He nodded his head and after taking another piece of freshly made bacon off the plate, he disappeared to go get ready for the day. “I won’t be hungry.”

She laughed as he departed, turning the radio on the counter to her favorite country station and going back to work on breakfast. Mikey would probably be up soon and she wanted everything to be ready for them to eat when he woke up.

A couple minutes later, a knock on the door interrupted her cooking and she went to answer it, wondering who would be at her door at 8:00 on a Sunday morning.

“Coming,” she said, making her way to the front door and looking through the glass to see the identity of her visitor.

“I have official documents to be delivered,” the man said, “to a… hold on… Danny Santos.”

She opened the door and stood before him, “He’s in the shower,” she said warily, her mind coming up with a list of possible options for the contents of the envelope before her. Unfortunately, none of them were good. “Can I sign for them?”

“I’m not suppose to let anyone sign for them other than Mr. Santos,” the man argued, holding the envelope tightly in his small, chubby hands.

“He’s not feeling very well, I don’t think he’ll be out for a while,” she says, whispering as though telling him a colossal secret. “but I’m his fiancee. I’m sure you could make an exception.”

“You’ll make sure he sees them right away?” he wavers, looking into her beautiful brown eyes. He thought this Mr. Santos must be one hell of a guy to have this beautiful creature ready to marry him.

“Of course,” she smiled flirtatously, anxious to get the papers and look at them before Danny returned.

“Here you go,” he relented, handing her the sheet to sign, “Please sign on line eleven.”

She hurriedly did as told and practically pushed the man out the door before ripping the envelope open and searching through the thick legal document for the reason behind it’s delivery. Finally, on page 4, she found in bold letters across the top, Legal Request for Formal Paternity Test.

“No,” she cried, sinking to the floor, “this can’t be happening.”

After several moments of self pity, she rose to her feet, a silent determination behind each step she took as she headed to the bedroom. She wasn’t going to let Bill get away with this that easily, she would fight him every step of the way and maybe, just maybe, she could find a way to keep Danny and Mikey safe at the same time.

She quickly changed and threw her hair up into a ponytail before returning to the kitchen and taking out a piece of stationary to write on. She knew that if she stayed, Danny would be able to tell she was upset, even if she managed to hide the fact that she’d been crying. He simply knew her too well. Besides, if she knew him, he would insist on going with her and this was something that she needed to do alone, if there was to be any chance that it might work. She scribbled out a simple message and left it on the kitchen counter with their finished breakfast.

Dear Danny,

I know that you’re probably worried to find me gone, but don’t, I’m fine. Something important came up that needs my immediate attention and I have to go now. Enjoy your breakfast and I’ll see you tonight,


She took out her cell-phone as she made her way to her car, “Can I please speak to Ed Bauer?”

“Do you have an appointment?” the voice on the other end asked formally, grating on Michelle’s nerves as she climbed into her car. She had never liked Ms. Rosen and right now, she was not the person Michelle wanted to speak to.

“No, I…”

“No one talks to Mr. Bauer without an appointment. Besides, he isn’t at the office today. Would you like to make one?”

“No,” Michelle sighed, surprised that for once, her father wasn’t working, “If he calls in, tell him his daughter would like to speak to him. It’s important.”

Rick Bauer is Julia Child

May 21, 2015

Michael O’Leary who played Rick Bauer #5, the adult version we all know and love, was well known on the set, around the industry, and with fans for his sense of humor. Sometimes that showed itself on air. He liked to do impressions. The one most well known to Manny fans was his impersonation of Rick’s best friend Phillip Spaulding during the Millennium New Year’s Party fantasies (See Danny’s fantasy). Here’s another example that was pulled out of an episode by a highlight clipper(they also posted the whole thing if you want to see that). It’s Rick doing Julia Child.

Although she was a fairly amazing person, Julia’s unusual speech pattern and on air kitchen manner was easy to push just a little bit farther to get to humor. Never seen Julia? You really should, especially in her older shows. Catch a long clip here. Julia was very “Brand” conscious and made sure she was kept in the public eye so people didn’t forget her. Her last few shows (she did several cooking show series over the course of her life) mostly involved her as commentator and don’t really give you a taste of what she was like at the top of her game. Child passed away in 2004, although some PBS stations have still run her last few series in the last few years.

The most famous Julia Child impersonation was done by Dan Aykroyd on Saturday Night Live. Watch that version here.

Now are you ready? Catch a sadly short bit of Rick doing his own impression of Julia Child to amuse himself in a cabin kitchen during a Four Musketeer ski get away.

Robansuefarm is the handle of one of Manny and Guiding Light‘s biggest fans following in her family’s footsteps of Guiding Light fandom since 1939. This blog is an effort to make it easy to find Guiding Light and especially Manny online. Check back here for her blog, find fanfic previews and fake WSPR newscasts on her YouTube, find podcasts that look back to old shows and audios of her fanfics on Blog Talk Radio, and finally follow her on Twitter and Facebook.

Something About You – Part 28 by ShellyLynn

May 21, 2015

Republisher’s Note: Despite the looming threat of Bill and her father, Michelle decides she needs to make love to Danny.

Something About You – Part 28 by ShellyLynn

Michelle and Danny sat in silence for a while longer, each enjoying the serenity and love they felt as they remained wrapped in each other’s arms. Finally, it was Michelle who broke the peace when she turned and looked into his dark eyes. “I love you, Danny,” she whispered reverently, not giving him time to respond before placing a soft kiss on his lips. He smiled in response and breathed a sigh of contentment.

“Say it again,” he requested, loving the way the words fell so effortlessly out of her beautiful rose colored lips.

“I love you,” she complied, her tone serious and contemplative. “More than you’ll ever know.” She leaned forward and before he could react to her statement, her mouth captured his, her tongue gliding easily between his slightly parted lips to duel with his own.

“Michelle…” he gasped, pulling away from the intensity of the kiss to look into her eyes.

“I want you, Danny,” she said without hesitation, wondering where all of her newfound bravado came from. The fact was, she was nervous, not about making love, but about everything that it meant and the place it would forever hold in her heart. As much as she knew that she couldn’t waste another moment or live another day without being one with the man who so easily captured her heart, she knew that the connection they had forged would only be made stronger by the intimacy, making her decisions all the more difficult to handle. “I want you to make love to me.”

“Michelle?” he repeated through his labored breathing, this time in the form a question. Did she really mean what she was saying? Was she ready for that? Was it really the right time for them? So many questions flooded his head and the first one he could latch onto came tumbling nonsensically out of his mouth, “I thought… you uh… wanted to wait?”

She reached for his hand and pulled it up to her face, kissing each knuckle before answering. “When I was younger, my mother always told me that the most amazing experience of your life is making love to someone who truly loves you, your soul mate. She always said when the perfect person came along I would just know it. I never understood what that would feel like, how I could be sure if someone were the one for me, but I do now, because I feel deep in my soul that it’s you. You’re my one. Maybe I wanted to wait because I wanted to see if you loved me enough to put my happiness before your physical needs or maybe it’s because I was scared, but I’m not scared anymore, Danny. I don’t want to go to bed another night without you beside me, or wake up again without being in your arms.”

Danny dropped his head as a silent tear escaped his eye and made a path down his cheek. “You know you don’t have to prove anything to me…”

“’I know… that’s not what this is about. I want this more than you know… I don’t want to waste one more precious minute of my life. I want to make the most of every second we have to spend together and I want more than anything to be yours in every sense of the word.”

She stood up then, reaching out her tiny hand to cup his chin. “Will you give me that gift? Will you make love to me?”

“I would love nothing more,” he replied, taking her hand and following her wordlessly through the apartment to her bedroom and shutting the door behind them.

As they stood in the room, facing one another, Danny reached out and tucked a loose curl behind her ears, “Do you know how amazing you are? I love you Michelle Bauer, more than I ever thought it was possible to love anyone.”

She reached down, hastily fumbling with the buttons of the green dress shirt she changed into when they first arrived back at her place, cursing herself for her stupidity in picking out the most difficult to remove blouse that she owned.

“Woah…” Danny laughed slightly, raising her chin to meet his eyes. “This isn’t a race, we have all the time in the world to do this right.”

She nodded her head, relaxing into his embrace and leaning her head against his chest. “This is one of the most important nights of our lives and there is no sense in rushing it. I want everything to be perfect for you.”

“It is perfect,” she smiled, finding her voice for the first time since entering the room. “Because I have you.”

He leaned down, capturing her mouth in a soft, yet sensuous kiss before moving her hair and using his lips to explore her neck. He could feel her tension dissipate more by the second and when he was sure she was fully relaxed he reached down and slowly unbuttoned her shirt with his nimble fingers, one button at a time, his lips delicately massaging each freshly uncovered area the thin material vacated. When the last button was undone, he slowly stepped back, reaching up to her shoulders and sliding the material down her arms and onto the carpet next to their feet.

“Are you sure about this?” he asked, searching her eyes for any glimpse of hesitation.

“I’ve never been more sure about anything,” she answered, slowly reaching for his shirt and pulling it from his pants. He reached down and grabbed the loose bottom of his shirt, pulling it over his head and tossing it to the side in her aid.

She delighted in the view, then reached out and ran her index finger down his muscular chest, admiring the way it rose and fell with each breath he took as he fought to retain control and take things slowly. He lifted his hand to lay against her cheek before running it down her side, raising goose bumps on her fevered flesh and causing her to giggle.

He reached around and placed his hand on her flat stomach before undoing the top button of her shorts and sliding down the zipper. He looked up at her and after receiving an encouraging nod, slid her shorts down her legs, leaving her in only her underclothes. “You’re perfect,” he whispered, kneeling down to trail kisses across her midsection. She gasped as his fingers found the sides of her string bikini and began to delicately, torturously tug on them, making her wet with anticipation. She stepped out of them and he pressed a finger to her most feminine area before removing it and sitting back on his feet. “Please, Danny,” she said, opening her eyes and looking down at him. “I don’t want you to stop.”

Danny didn’t need any more reassurance, he knew that she felt the same need, the same desire that he did. He slipped one arm under her legs and lifted her in the air, carrying her across the room and laying her on her queen size bed. He quickly divested himself of his pants before joining her atop the flowered comforter.

He took his time with her, acquainting her with the pleasures of lovemaking. He wasn’t exactly experienced, although this wasn’t his first time, but Michelle couldn’t have imagined a better, more gentle, loving, amazing partner to share herself with. Despite the slight soreness she experienced from her body’s acceptance of the new experience, she couldn’t remember a time in her life when she felt happier, more fulfilled than she did at that moment. As they reigned in their erratic breathing, Danny rolled off of her and pulled her up against his chest. “I love you, Michelle Bauer, and I will until the day I die.”

She wasn’t sure how she was going to do it, but somehow at that moment, she knew that she had to find a way for them to be happy. Even if it couldn’t be now, she knew that there was no way she could live the rest of her life without him. She would hold out hope that someday, no matter what happened between them, or how much she might be forced to hurt him, she would be able to return to this very place, falling asleep in his arms, right where she had always belonged.

Perceptions of the law

May 17, 2015


Returning to another favorite post.

Originally posted on Glmanny's Blog:

There is a little bit of a misstep here I think with storyline continuity in having Michelle have such faith in the system during her trial for Ben Warren’s murder. While, it does hearken back to the pre-get together for real scenes of when Michelle finds Danny at the lighthouse and the “You Know Why Scenes” overall, it white washes her past experiences. I don’t think Michelle would have had such blind faith. Let’s review.  She was friends with Roger Thorpe growing up, a man who constantly detailed the inadequacies of the legal system. She had learned first hand the drawbacks and inequality of the system with her dealings with Jesse Blue and the law. She had learned someone innocent could still go to jail like her sister-in-law Abby Blume Bauer. Even Phillip Spaulding and her brother Rick Bauer’s experiences with the law should have made her weary of being…

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EPCP, or Excessive Pre-Commercial Pausing

May 16, 2015

Every Friday I try to  post a definition of a term of soap opera jargon. Find more on the Soap Opera Jargon page.

Excessive Pre-Commercial Pausing aka EPCP – “Dark Shadows Everyday” is a lovely analytic blog about the soap Dark Shadows. Its audience is usually more from the world of sci fi/horror fans rather than from the world of soaps so the author explains soap tropes from time to time. His term of this post is EPCP. This fits very well with my definition of the type of scene called a tag. However, EPCP specifically refers to the actions of the actors in the scene. Specifically the long pause that they often make right before the commercial break right after something that leaves you in suspense over something to help keep you tuned in through that break to see what happens. Surprisingly the most stark example of this on air right now is not on a soap, but on the scripted “reality” show Pawn Stars on the History channel. Although it doesn’t happen before a commercial, they always edit in a lengthy pause to gain your attention and interest right before they give the estimated value of each item when an expert comes in to appraise it. Find the “Dark Shadows Everyday” post that defines it with examples here:

Read the related definition of a Tag scene below.

Tag – A tag is a the end of a scene with a hook to make you keep the channel tuned in through the commercial. These can be the start of an action scene, a line of dialogue that leaves you on the edge of your seat, or a question. A soap opera script is carefully written to have a tag before the beginning of each commercial break. During breaks people get up, head to the bathroom, go make a sandwich or, worst of all from an executives point of view, channel surf. They want you to stay with the channel that you are on, so a well crafted tag will keep you from doing those things by making you feel that you just can’t afford to miss a second of what will happen once the story picks up again. In the more distant past, these tags were often heralded by a dramatic swell of music paired with an extreme close up of one of the actors in the scene. This lead to strange pauses in action where a character would kind of freeze and hold position as if they were in a tableau while the camera zoomed in. However, as the pace of soaps have sped up these dramatic shots have become much rarer. Instead they tend to have no more than one beat as a pause in the action. One of the most talked about tags in recent was on The Bold and the Beautiful featuring the look on Oliver’s face when he realized it wasn’t his girlfriend Hope he just shagged on the wall during the wild party – it was her mother, Brooke. I’ll protect the guilty on another soap, by not mentioning a certain actor on a non-CBS soap who often ends his tags by arching his eyebrow practically into a question mark and getting this puzzled fish who has just had a hook pulled out of his mouth look (sounds like a nice guy in real life, but frankly I’ll never understand his reputation as an actor).

Robansuefarm is the handle of one of Manny and Guiding Light‘s biggest fans following in her family’s footsteps of Guiding Light fandom since 1939. This blog is an effort to make it easy to find Guiding Light and especially Manny online. Check back here for her blog, find fanfic previews and fake WSPR newscasts on her YouTube, find podcasts that look back to old shows and audios of her fanfics on Blog Talk Radio, and finally follow her on Twitter and Facebook.

Paraphrase I Killed Maureen Reardon Bauer

May 14, 2015
Maureen Reardon Bauer 1993

Maureen Reardon Bauer 1993

Michael Logan recently interviewed the current TPTB on The Young and the Restless, Jill Farren Phelps and Chuck Pratt. Although they have written some good things in their disparate soap careers, they are individually considered soap killers by many fans, especially Pratt’s work on All My Children (AMC) that was called out by Susan Lucci (Erica Kane) in her book – get the paperback version for the extra chapter on the end of AMC. Phelps is especially known for hiring and heavily favoring in the writing personal pets and friends. This is such common practice in the soap world that Phelps being called out on it, her actions must be AMAZINGLY bad. They both have a fast held opinion that criticism coming from fans, especially coming from online, is emotionally based and should be regarded as ignorant.

The question that jumped out at me was the one about Maureen Bauer (Michelle’s mom):

Like when you killed off Maureen Bauer on Guiding Light?
Phelps: I will always be the woman who killed Maureen Bauer. And I should be blamed for it. It was the wrong thing to do and it was a very public lesson for me. I never did that sort of thing again. I did not, however, kill Frankie Frame when I was producing Another World. I will not take the blame for that.

This was such a mind numbingly stupid decision that over 20 years later it’s still being referenced relatively frequently. However, it did function as a platform that helped bond an entire generation of characters. Although Maureen was a wonderful character, I think part of why is that they never refilled that position of solid center who connected the show. Michelle was poised to take over that position once she grew up, but they always shoved her off into a side story instead. The closest as they got was in the final year of the show when Dinah Marler became that kind of plotline center, although she could never be described as solid. One day in 2009 I suddenly sat up while watching and said, “Dinah Marler has become the heart of the show, how in the world did that happen?” In any case, I agree killing Maureen was a mistake only slightly rectified by later plot and her ghostly visitations.

Maureen’s Death:

Robansuefarm is the handle of one of Manny and Guiding Light‘s biggest fans following in her family’s footsteps of Guiding Light fandom since 1939. This blog is an effort to make it easy to find Guiding Light and especially Manny online. Check back here for her blog, find fanfic previews and fake WSPR newscasts on her YouTube, find podcasts that look back to old shows and audios of her fanfics on Blog Talk Radio, and finally follow her on Twitter and Facebook.


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