Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Meddling with Middle Earth (Chapter One)

I'm quite the fan of Peter Jackson's Middle Earth movies and after The Desolation of Smaug came out in theaters I decided it was time to read The Hobbit.  There were things I liked and didn't like about the original text and after some debate I decided to write a fanfic that would go along with the Hobbit films while still incorporating some of the original ideas and plot.  It should also be noted that our beloved furbaby Twinkie died around this same time, and so this ongoing story is a way for me to process and deal with her death as well as celebrate her life.

Chapter One
          Kili awoke from a restless sleep to find his leg no longer felt as if lightning was running through it.  He lifted himself up on his elbows and looked around to find himself still in Bard’s home.  Catching Fili’s eye he smiled wanly.  “How long was I out?  I had the strangest dream that Tauriel had come to save me and I said foolish things to her after she healed me.”
          Fili tucked his hands into his armpits and ambled over to where his brother lay on Bard’s table.  “Well the thing is…Tauriel did come.  She came with Legolas and stayed to heal you after Bofur found the herbs she needed.  And you may very well have said the foolish things you think you said to her.  So if I were you I’d think of some very nice way to say thank you as she saved your life, little brother.  Tauriel was there when one of the orcs said the arrow that hit you was poisoned.  You would not have survived without her skill in healing.”  Fili gave Kili a grave look as the younger dwarf wore a look of horrified dismay.  “What did you say to her that was so very foolish?”
          Kili swallowed and replied, “I did not think it could have been her because we left the elves so far way from here.  So I spoke to the girl I thought was standing by my side and spoke of Tauriel as I imagined her, walking in starlight.  I asked if she thought Tauriel could have ever loved me, and probably offended her mightily with those words.”  How in Durin’s name am I supposed to face her again?  We talked of starlight and the Fire Moon before, but elves and dwarves have been enemies for years.  And I go and run my fool mouth off to her in my delirium.  This cannot bode well.
          Fili shot a grim smile toward his younger brother before saying “I don’t think your words are heavy on her mind right now.  Tauriel fears the dragon is on its way here and the fool townspeople have locked Bard away.  She’s gone with Oin, Bofur, and Bard’s children to do what she can to free him as he has the last black arrow that might pierce the beast before Smaug ruins the town.  Can you walk?”
          Kili slowly raised himself into a sitting position and looked around the home of Bard.  “I think I might be able to.  What happened here?”  He gingerly got off the table and Fili put an arm around him to help him to the door.
          “Those orcs from the river came after us looking for Thorin.  When they saw he wasn’t with us they took off after him.  It seems in giving in to the gold sickness our uncle may have helped to save you.  Legolas and Tauriel came to put an end to the orcs, and once Bard is free I’m sure she’ll be off after Legolas.  Last we saw of him he was going after the orc pack by himself.  But before they left to go after Thorin the orcs wrecked Bard’s house, so if we all manage to survive what’s coming, we’ll be needing to help him fix it.”
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          Bofur stood by the cell Bard was locked in and looked on while Tauriel spoke to the Master and other members of Lake Town regarding her suspicions of  Smaug being on his way to them.  He took in her grace and composure even while one of her fists clenched in frustration.  It appeared that her elven heritage had little impact on these men of Lake Town and they intended to leave Bard in the cage he currently occupied.
          “Did you manage to stash that other black arrow before they nabbed you?”  Bofur asked Bard with a sympathetic smile.   Bard was in a highly anxious state knowing the deadly force of Smaug from his grandfather’s account of the attack on Dale.  He spared a glance for the dwarf before replying “My son hid it after we split.  Why don’t the two of you go and retrieve it and hopefully by the time you’ve got it I’ll be out of this mess and we can prepare Lake Town for the dragon.”
          “Not a bad plan, I’ll find your lad and we’ll secure the arrow where the Master can’t reach it.  How long do you think we have?”
          Bard shook his head in frustration.  “I don’t know.  They should already be preparing.  If Tauriel can’t get them to release me, you must ask her to get as many as she can to begin watering everything in Lake Town down.  If it’s already soaked it won’t burn.  Every barrel and container without holes needs to be filled to fight off the fire the dragon will bring.”
          Bofur gave a slight bow in Bard’s direction before approaching Tauriel and the men of Lake Town gathered around her.  She turned her head toward him and he gestured for a moment.  Looking toward the Master, Tauriel murmured for a moment alone then walked over to Bofur.  “Yes, master dwarf?” 
          “Bard has asked that we begin to soak as much of the town as possible if the Master refuses to let him out.  His thinking is that if it’s soaked it won’t burn in the dragon’s fire.  He also directed me to search out his boy so we might have our hands on the last black arrow when he does get out.  Seems like a better plan to me than wasting time talking to this lot,” he indicated the Master’s crowd with a nod of his head.
          Tauriel inclined her head at his words and sent a small smile in his direction.  “It is indeed a better plan.  These men are fools.  If you can find the son I will begin to saturate the town with as much help as I can find.”  The two parted ways with Tauriel heading back towards Bard’s home to gather the remaining dwarves and Bard’s daughters.  Her hope was the daughters might rally enough townspeople to their aid to make a small dent in the drenching Bard advised.
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          Oin and Bard’s daughters intercepted Fili and Kili as the pair walked to the Master’s house.  A small conference was held and the lot of them headed to the Master’s.  Before long they came upon Tauriel and Bofur who were looking for them to pass on Bard’s advice on how to deal with the dragon.  Kili was walking without help by this time and angled himself a bit behind his brother so as to attract less notice.  The perceptive elf noticed his slight movement and enquired as to how his leg was.
          “It is much better now that the poison is gone,” Kili stated after taking a startled breath.  “I owe you a great deal for saving my life,” he began, but was cut off by Tauriel’s wry smile.  “If we live through the dragon’s retaliation you and I can talk of any debt between us.  For now we must ready all we can or my saving you will have been for nothing.  Are you able to run yet, Kili?”
          An answering negative shake of his head was enough and Bofur asked the daughters if they knew of where their brother might be so they could fetch the black arrow for Bard.  They gave the best of his hiding places to the dwarf, and off Bofur went to find Baird and the last hope to slay the dragon.  After another brief discussion Oin, Fili, and the girls began running from home to home asking the Lake Town people to help prepare for the dragon’s onslaught.  “I will join you in a few moments,” Tauriel called after them.  She looked at Kili with some speculation before murmuring, “you may come with me, if you like.  There is one other thing I can do that may help these people more than banging on doors.”
          She turned and headed toward part of Lake Town that was less occupied by the townspeople.  Kili was able to stay a few paces behind her as she shortened her stride to accommodate his injury.  She stopped at a point where there was little around but the lake itself and knelt down on the dock.  Holding a hand out to Kili to keep him from getting too near, she looked down into the water and began speaking in the Elvish tongue.  While Kili stayed out of the arms length she requested, he was curious enough to want to see what was happening.  Edging silently closer to the edge he saw a ripple in the water near Tauriel.  As he stared in that direction Kili thought he saw a face in the water for a few moments, gazing up at Tauriel while she spoke.  His eyes widened and he must have made some noise because those watery eyes glanced over at him before again focusing on Tauriel.  After another few moments the face seemed to vanish and Tauriel took in a deep breath.
          “I have spoken to the Water elementals that live in the lake.  They have a vested interest in keeping this lake wholesome and the filth of a dragon’s destruction would be harmful to them.  They will help in their own way, but they will do little to defend the lives of the people who live here.  Thank you for not crowding me.  The Water folk are shy and would not have come if you had been too close.”
          Kili gazed back at the water where nothing was stirring.  “I thought I saw a face when you were speaking.  I’ve never seen anything like that before.  Are there spirits like this everywhere, or is it just being near you that brings them?”
          Tauriel gracefully rose from her sitting position and began walking back toward the populated areas of Lake Town.  “The elementals are everywhere, but dwarves cannot usually see or hear them.  It may well be that you have a closer connection to the land and water than the other dwarves, Kili.  That the elemental did not leave as soon as it sensed you is very unusual.  But I am learning that you are not like other dwarves I have met.  You notice much more than just gold and jewels where most of your kind does not.  It has been…interesting to meet you,” she continued after a slight pause.  “You have shown me that I may judge your kind too harshly, and that is an unexpected welcome.”
          Kili thought about her words as they continued to walk as quickly as his leg would allow.  “Before we ran into your guard in Mirkwood I had never met an elf.  The stories I had been told painted all of you as enemies of my people and nothing else.  I love my family and my people, but the longer I am on this quest, the more I wonder how much of what we have been told is true.”

          “We can speak more on this should we all survive the dragon,” Tauriel replied with a taut smile.  After this exchange the two began to bang on the doors nearest to them.  Most of the townspeople by this time knew of Smaug’s imminent arrival and were doing all they could to prepare for the fire drake.  Boats were being readied for women and children to cast off in, men were gathering what weapons they had, and everything that could hold water was now holding it.  The only thing left to do was await the arrival of Smaug.

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Reflection

This is a fanfiction piece I wrote from the Buffy the Vampire Slayer world.  Willow, Giles, & Faith have always been my favorite characters and this particular story is about Giles and Faith.  It takes place after Season 7, right before the comics begin and it's got a bit of AU to it as Robin Wood is dead in the story, but not in the series.


The bar was just what she was looking for:  low key, not overly populated, and had a huge liquor selection.  Faith slid onto a bar stool and plunked down a twenty.  “Shot of Jack Daniels,” she called to the barkeep.  After downing her first shot it occurred to the Slayer that she didn’t want to be here alone.  “Yo, how long you open?” 
            “Last call is at 1:30, we close the place up at 2:00,” was the answer she received.  “I’ll be back with some company,” she smiled slyly while leaving a tip for the barkeep.  It was only 11:00 now so she had time to do a small sweep of the area before heading back to the troops.
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It had been two weeks since the Slayers had defeated the First Evil and all the Uber Vamps in Sunnydale.  They had lost 5 of the baby Slayers that morning, and Robin had died four days later after fighting a horrible fever and blood loss.  The lot of them had traveled in the school bus until Giles had thought it safe enough to stop at a hotel.  This was the second stop the group had made and Faith wasn’t sure how much more of the togetherness she could take.  She could feel the urge to take off pushing closer each day, but didn’t want to leave just yet.  There was something she needed to do first, and for once in her life she didn’t want to do it by herself.  Mentally running down her options, she narrowed it down to two people.  Willow was the obvious choice since she’d had her own issues with the Dark, but she’d been so cuddly with Kennedy that Faith didn’t even bother going there.  With the girls being 2 to 4 to a room she just couldn’t deal with the extra estrogen.  That left her second choice:  Giles.  If anyone else had a dark side, it was the head Watcher now that the others were all gone.  With that thought in mind, Faith headed to the room Giles was at in the hotel.
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She knocked on the door and waited thirty seconds before pounding on the door.  A befuddled Giles answered the door seconds later.  He’d obviously just gotten out of bed and was quite un-tweedy.  Giles blinked at the dark Slayer standing in the hallway and asked the first question that popped into his mind.  “Faith what the Bloody Hell is so important you need to wake me at” here he stopped to glance at the clock in his room “11:45?” 
“Get some clothes on, G” she replied with a small smile.  “I found a bar with your name on it and believe it or not I don’t want to go there by myself.”
Giles frowned at Faith then sighed his trademark Slayer sigh.  “All right just give me a moment and I’ll accompany you.”  He moved to turn away then, came back to closely peruse Faith.  “What exactly are you planning on drinking at this bar?”
“Alcohol” she answered cheekily.  “I’ll buy first round, but you better hurry your British ass up or I’m going to get tequila.”
“Oh dear Lord,” Giles murmured with horror.  “I’ll be right out.  How far is this place?”
“Not far and they don’t close up ‘til 2:00 so get a move on, G.  I’ll explain once we’re on our way.” 
“Fine, just give me a moment,” the Watcher replied as he shut the door in her face. 

“So why am I accompanying you to a bar in the middle of the night?” Giles queried as he walked with Faith in the direction of said bar.
“Because we need to say some goodbyes before we go any farther on this merry-go-round ride,” Faith shot back.  “I know it hasn’t been my style, but I learned a few things in jail and one of those was bottling shit up just makes it worse.  So I figured you and me would go have a drink and remember those we lost.”
Giles stopped in surprise for a moment then began walking again to catch up with Faith, who had not slowed down.  “But why would you want to do this with me?  It’s not like you and I have ever been close….”
Faith let out a frustrated breath and spun around to face him.  “Yeah it’s not like I’ve been close with any of you Scoobies, but you’re what I’ve got so trying to make the best of it here.  If you don’t want to be here, just head back to the hotel.  Me, I’m going to drink some Jack and remember those who died so the rest of us could still be here.”  After delivering this speech, she spun around and resumed her course to the bar.
Giles frowned at her back then picked up his pace to match her definitely faster stride.  Coming from Faith this was somewhat of a revelation and he wanted to support her as much as possible. 

Several minutes later Giles followed the dark Slayer into a small establishment that was clean, had a full bar, and pool tables in the back.  He was quite grateful to observe there was no dance floor of any kind and the music being played seemed to be older rock.  Faith sauntered over to the bar and climbed onto a bar stool.  “Bottle of Jack D,” she called out to the barkeeper.  “Good Lord, Faith,” he glanced down at her.  “If we’re going to be drinking a bottle we’re going to drink the good stuff,” and with that he conversed with the barkeeper to see what they had that he could tolerate.  Once an agreement was met, the barkeeper left the bottle and two shot glasses with them and moved off to handle other customers.
“Damn, G, this stuff is smooth,” Faith commented with a pleased sound low in her throat. 
“Hmm, quite,” was his reply.  After perusing the bar, Giles stood and lifted the bottle.  “If we’re going to be remembering those we’ve lost, why don’t we move to that booth over there so all these lovely people at the bar don’t have to hear us,” he suggested mildly. 
Faith looked around and gave a curt nod.  After grabbing the shot glasses she sauntered over to the booth he’d indicated and plopped down.  Giles sat down opposite her and poured each of them another shot.  “Now, why don’t you tell me whatever it was you didn’t want to say to Buffy,” he suggested.

Faith contemplated the alcohol in her shot glass, rolling the glass between her fingers before lifting it to her lips to take a sip.  “One of the things I had to learn was how to deal with things.  You know, not keep them inside so they ate me up.  And losing those girls…it was tough.  I mean, B kept saying that people died in war and I know that, but they were so YOUNG.  I’ve had some dreams about them, so I figured maybe talking about it would help,” she ventured in one of the longest conversations she’d ever had with Giles.
After taking a sip of his own drink, Giles thoughtfully replied “And none of this has anything to do with the death of Robin?  I thought the two of you had…gotten close,” he added delicately.
Faith’s fingers tightened on her drink, and then she forced herself to relax.  “We had sex Giles,” she ground out.  “I only knew the guy for a week and a half.  I’m closer to you than I ever was to him, so no.  We didn’t get close.  Maybe we would have if he’d lived.  But he didn’t.  I was much closer to those girls than Robin.” 
“Alright, so what do you want to talk about?” he asked softly.  “I’ll be happy to drink as much of this as we can before the place closes, but I just don’t know what you want me to say,” Giles ventured.  “You’ve become quite the warrior since your return, but this is a side of you I’ve never seen.  How do you want to….remember the girls?” he questioned hesitantly.
Faith drew in a breath and let it out again.  Then she threw a small smile at Giles.  “I don’t really know.  Was hoping you could give me some tips since you’ve been round this block before.  This is all new to me and I don’t really know what I’m doing.  You’ve been in some of the same places I have, so I was hoping you could shed some light on this….whatever this is,” she finished.  Looking up at the Watcher with nothing but sincerity, she asked, ”How the hell do I get these girls out of my dreams?”
~~*~~
After sticking around for last call, the tipsy Slayer and Watcher slowly made their way back to the hotel.  Once there Faith followed Giles to his room, hesitating before leaving.  She thought of the baby Slayers she was currently rooming with and how they never stopped talking.  Then she said the first thing that came to her mind.  “Hey, G?  If you’ve got a second bed in there can I crash on it?  Those girls never shut up and I just want some quiet.  I’ll get out of here before anyone else sees.  Can I stay?”  she asked plaintively.
Giles took in a breath and opened the door wider.  “Of course.”

Around 10:00 that morning Giles awoke to a pounding on his door.  He also saw a note lying next to his head on the pillow.  “Just a moment,” he called out to whoever was pounding on his door (check out time was Noon so it was probably one of the girls.)  Opening the note he read:
Thanks for the drink last night, G.  I’m taking off for Cleveland, but I’ll call and give
you my contact info when I get there.  Can’t stand the baby Slayers’ spazzing
anymore and you know I do better on my own.  Please let B and the others know I
didn’t bail on them.  It’s kind of important that they don’t think I just went back to
the old ways.  And G, if you need me for anything just holler.  I’ve got your back
whenever you need it.  Later, and when you get settled have a drink and think of me.  Faith
With a sigh Giles lay back against his pillow and thought of all he and Faith had talked about.  It was with some surprise he realized he would miss the dark Slayer.  But he didn’t doubt she would stay in touch and if he had need of her there was no doubt she would answer his call.  Getting out of bed, Giles made his way over to the door to deal with the latest baby Slayer emergency.  It was ironic how much he and Faith were alike, now that he thought about it.  She with the hard exterior, but soft interior and he with the hard interior, but soft exterior.  Giles hoped it wouldn’t be months before he heard from Faith, but he had much to do in the meantime.  Folding up the letter she’d left him, he opened to door to another day.


Monday, January 13, 2014

Book review: The Hobbit by J. R. R. Tolkien

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3.5 stars for The Hobbit. I was a bit conflicted on how to rate this because so many people rave about it, but I didn't think it was a great as, say The Hero and the Crown. But I did like it overall, so I went with 3.5.

Things I didn't like so much: the lack of detail in the book. I've been thoroughly spoiled by Peter Jackson's Hobbit movies and I really loved all the extra stuff in the films. Also really hate that the dwarf lads died. (Despised is a better description. It bothered me so much that I'm writing a fanfiction where they don't.)

Things that were pretty awesome: the elves; Beorn; Gandalf; and the multitude of songs that J. R. R. Tolkien took the time to write.

It's definitely worth the time to read, but it left me wanting more.

Book review: Holidays are Hell (novella anthology)

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3.5 star overall.  Did not read the Lynsay Sands novella, but the other three were well done. 

First off, The Kim Harrison short. I'd heard of this short from others who'd read the Rachel Morgan series, but this was my first chance to read it. It was really, really well done and made me want to go back and read the whole series again (starting from book 6, because NOBODY in their right mind wants to have to read through what happened to Kisten again.) When Pierce came into the series I had a gut reaction that he needed to be punched. Repeatedly. I'm interested to see if that's going to change since I read this version of Pierce from a younger Rachel point of view. We shall see.

Next was the Marjorie M. Liu short. I've read one of her books before and like her writing style well enough. This short was fun to read and it'd be great to read more about Six and Joseph in the series Liu writes. Really enjoyed the non-traditional vampires that Liu works with here and it would be very interesting to see the entire world again.

Lastly was the prequel for Vicki Pettersson's Zodiac series. This was....a bit difficult because I have read ANY of the authors' books, so it was kind of like getting thrown into the Hobbit halfway through and just figuring the rest out. But. It was still a good read and I'm going to be getting more of the Zodiac books when the budget permits.

My very favorite part of this was the collection name: because holidays ARE hell.

Book review: Unearthly by Cynthia Hand

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3.5 stars for Unearthly. 

What I liked: Clara, her family, her interactions with her peers, and the Angel mythology which permeates the book. 

Issues that made me not rate the book higher: Angel bloods are supposed to be extremely rare and yet there just HAPPEN to be two of them (besides Clara's family) in the town they move to for Clara's purpose? Yeah that didn't really work for me. Also, Angela makes me suspicious.

Would love to get more back story on Clara's mom & <3 the romance between Clara & Tucker.  Looking forward to the rest of the series.

Tuesday, December 10, 2013

Updates & such

So many things have been constantly cropping up since the Summer that my poor little blog has been severely neglected.  But because so many things were happening and I was so stressed out, a step back was needed & helped immensely.  I have also cut WAY back on my Facebook time (I'm down to maybe 5 minutes a day) as well as took FB off my phone.  There was just too much drama from too many people so the downtime from FB & my blog was definitely needed. 

On to the updates :-)  Lightning is allergic to dust mites & is now on medication targeted specifically for that allergy.  He may also be asthmatic, but the allergist needs to look into that more before trying a new asthma inhaler with him.  It's also increased my home work load as I'm having to launder his bedding every week now rather than every other week.  We're working on getting a dust mite pillow slipcover & mattress slipcover to help the rest along, but it's got to fit into the budget, and right now it doesn't.

Dare and Bess are both doing very well and enjoying school.  The furballs (dog type:  Luna & Twinkie, cat:  Rowan) are showing their age, but still seem to be enjoying life.  Twinkie has lost the bulk of her hearing, but can still see well enough.  Both of the dogs have joint issues in the winter, so we've done what we can to ease that.  I bought a couple of buckets so I can give them warm water baths on the warmer Winter days so they aren't miserable with cold water & we have non-stinky dogs.  Rowan's in the best shape of the furballs, but she's also the youngest.

Donald is going overseas in January & will probably be back around June.  It's going to throw a real wrench in getting anything done at the office, but it may actually help with the budget.  We'll get family separation pay for each month he's gone & hopefully will get a discount on our Verizon bill since he'll be on military orders.  It's going to be a crazy time, but we'll get through it.

Thanks so much to Zaira for tweeting me about the Jessie episode on Narcissism.  I'd been looking for a way to start talking to the kids about Narcissism in general so they had some clue what it was, and this was a great platform to begin with.  It was very kid oriented and I was able to not mention the N at all in reference to the show...it was more "what would you do if someone made you feel like Bertram's mother made him feel?"  So informative to see the kids' reactions, too.  Bess is going to be eleven in January and she's turning out to be just as curious as I am.  She's beginning to ask more questions about why Grandma doesn't like me & why I don't like spending time with Grandma.  It leaves me walking a very fine line between being honest with my daughter & demonizing her Grandmother, but I'm trying very hard to let her make up her own mind.  It's not easy, but I think it's the best thing I can do for all of my kiddos.

In other NPD news, Donald & I have come to a much needed understanding.  I realized one of my biggest gripes is that he never EVER discusses the issues he has with his mother with the kids.  In my mind this leaves them wide open to not know how to deal with the manipulation and emotional abuse.  So I talked to Donald about how he needs to talk to the kids about what to do if someone (not specifically Grandma, because he's not ready for that yet) makes them feel bad or hurts their feelings so the other person can feel better about how they see themself.  He agreed that he needed to start doing that, so now we're BOTH in our own ways talking to the kids about how to care for themselves.  That's pretty freaking awesome :-)


Thursday, July 4, 2013

Summer goodies

Just a short post to share some of the recent things I've concocted in the kitchen.  First up are the cold coffee drinks.  Still love to have my caffeine fix when it's hot, but I CANNOT drink hot coffee in the summer.  So here are some lovely frappucino type coffee creations you can make at home.  (I'm trying to avoid Starbucks because geez they're expensive!)

The first recipe I happened up on is for a caramel frappucino which you can see here. Although I have tweaked it a bit to my own tastes the standard is pretty good.

Next up is a Mocha Cookie Crumble frappucino that I pretty much Squeed over because of the chocolate fix.  

And then I found ALL THE COFFEE THINGS and my brain kind of shut down for awhile.  But feel free to explore the coffee goodness LOL.

And last but not least, I made some pretty awesome banana bread that was even fairly healthy.  Happy Summer cooking, y'all!

Banana - Nut Bread

1 cup mashed very ripe bananas (about 3 small)
1/2 cup sugar
1/2 cup plain nonfat yogurt
1/4 cup margarine, melted
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1 egg
1 egg white
2 cups all-purpose flour
1 teaspoon baking powder
1/2 teaspoon baking soda
1/4 teaspoon salt
1/4 cup chopped pecans (or walnuts)
baking spray with flour (this stuff was pretty awesome)

Combine first 7 ingredients in a large mixing bowl; beat at medium speed of an electric mixer until blended.

Combine flour & next 3 ingredients; stir in pecans.  Add flour mixture to banana mixture, stirring just until dry ingredients are moistened.  Spoon batter into an 8 1/2 x 4 1/2 x 3 inch loaf pan coated with baking spray w/ flour.  Bake at 350 for 1 hour & 5 minutes or until a wooden pick inserted in center comes out clean.  Cool 10 minutes in pan on wire rack; remove from pan, and cool completely on wire rack.