Issue 1: Twin Peaks
LADIES OF LY N C H
ISSUE 1: TWIN PEAKS NOVEMBER, 2016 Created and Designed by Charlotte Miller
AUDREY HORNE
AUDREY HORNE: THE QUEEN OF DIAMONDS Known around town as a troublemaker, Audrey is the daughter of Benjamin Horne, owner of the Great Northern Hotel. With her alluring looks and quick-witted charm, Audrey finds herself caught in the midst of Agent Cooper’s investigation into Laura Palmer’s murder, and eventually reveals her sympathetic heart by going out of her way to help those around her. When David Lynch first met Sherlyn Fenn as a young girl, she was genuinely star-struck. David “saw” something in her, something no other casting director had seen before, and wrote the beloved and enchanting Audrey Horne with Sherlyn in mind. She displayed confidence, strength, vulnerability, and sexiness. Sherlyn Fenn was once quoted saying that Audrey probably wore “high heels and smoked in the ladies room at school” in order to establish herself as something more than simply the daughter of one of the town’s most high-earning businessman. Although Audrey appears devious, shy, and spoiled in the shows initial episodes, her true nature is revealed as something much more than that. Part of Audrey’s identity comes from her desire to find herself outside of the role society casts upon her as submissive, attractive heiress. The very reason she becomes involved in Agent Cooper’s case stems from her devotion to her mentally and physically disabled younger brother, who we learn Laura had a place in her heart for and spent her weekdays tutoring him.
L A U R A PA L M E R
LAURA PALMER: WRAPPED IN PLASTIC Even people who haven’ t experienced the magic that is Twin Peaks have probably her name– she was the root of its central mystery: Who killed Laura Palmer? Even after her tragic death, the identity of Laura Palmer was one of the most captivating characters that emerged from the Twin Peaks universe and won over the hearts of many. Laura did not exist solely as a secret to be uncovered by Secret Agent Dale Cooper and his fellow male detectives. As the story unfolds, the meaning of Twin Peaks reveals its in the form of passionate but suffering young woman whose voice was not heard when it mattered most. Although controversy surrounds certain aspects of Lynch’s Laura Palmer as it presents her story in such a voyeuristic nature, Twin Peaks is considered a masterpiece and a key inspiration to many crime series created since its airing. Shows like The X-Files, The Killing, and Bates Motel are noted to pull from the series. Referencing Laura Palmer’s washed up body, “wrapped in plastic,” from the show’s pilot, they all channel channel Lynch’s fascination with dreams and Twin Peaks mysterious, disturbing, and somewhat crazy style.
D O N N A H A Y WA R D
DONNA HAYWARD: HER BEST FRIEND One of the things the death of Laura Palmer exposed were the amount of people who were close to her. The person most genuinely close to her was Donna Hayward: a high-achieving, straight-A student who Laura surrounded herself with to keep her grounded. Laura admired Donna, and pretended to cast outward a personality that mimicked her successful friend. Following Laura’s death, Donna is able to explore her love for Laura’s Secret boyfriend, James, which results in a great amount of guilt on Donna’s end of things. She begins closely investigating the friend she thought she knew so well, only to learn that her secrets were much darker than she could have ever imagined. It seems Donna doesn’t fully begin to understand who she is until the second season when she learns that Benjamin Horn is her father, and Audrey her half-sister. This poses an interesting plot point that will hopefully be examined in the Twin Peak’s reboot airing in 2017.
July 29, 1984 Dear Diary, Here is a poem: From the light in my window he can see into me But I cannot see him until he is close Breathing, with a smile at my window He comes to take me Turn me round and round Come out and play Come play Lie still Lie still Lie still. Little rhymes and little songs Pieces of the forest in my hair and clothes Sometimes I see him near me when I know he can't be there Sometimes I feel him near me and I know it is something just to bear. When I call out No one can hear me When I whisper, he thinks the message Is for him only. My little voice inside my throat I always think there must be something That I've done Or something I can do But no one no one comes to help, He says, A little girl like you. Laura
July 22, 1988 Dear Diary, Happy sweet sixteen to me... Everything feels like a dream, a bad, very sad dream, about a little girl who all her life had a dream of her life at sweet sixteen. God, Diary, I had such beautiful images of the boy who would love me, and never leave my side. Of how my girlfriends and I would drive my new car to the beach, strip down to our bikinis, and jump into the water. I would have the perfect body, the perfect skin, the perfect family and home - a straight-A student who is helpful and earns her own money. I wanted my own pony, a cat, and maybe a dog. Donna Hayward would be right by my side, wearing a lacy white dress, and our boyfriends would pick us up at the front door. Our parents loved them because we had the perfect parents. All of the above were the making of my dreams until my nightmare arrived. Not, certainly, that I thought I would have all of these “picture perfect” moments in my life, but I still had dreams, hope that anything was possible. I cannot tell you how special and valuable a daydream is... I didn’t miss it until it was gone. Without it I became cold, paranoid, unfriendly, and open to all sorts of horrible things. Most of the truth you already know. Sweet sixteen is not what I thought it would be. Bobby Briggs and I decided we would take a bit of a breather from one another - I think he is having a little affair with Shelley - no matter. I can’t love Bobby the way he deserves to be loved, and it kills me inside to admit that. I am not side by side with Donna Hayward. Something has happened to us, we grew up, together, but then I suddenly grew apart from her... certain events aged me, made me bitter.
I see that I wrongly believed her a fool because she had not been made bitter - no one came late at night from the woods to reassure her there is no hope. No. That was my life. I do not have a brand-new car. My parents lend me theirs. Why should I have one, in the town of Twin Peaks - there isn’t really much need. I long for such strength all of the time, which again explains the cocaine. I often fear that all of my actions will send me to hell. I had a pony. A beautiful one. Troy. His mane, a rich cinnamon color. Once again I blame myself... although there may be circumstances in my life that led me to believe what I did was right. It doesn’t count. I led him out, caught up in my own dream of freedom. I whipped his ass, hard. I watched him take off... and I believe he looked back once, but I turned away. Somehow I already sensed what would happen to him because of me. He was found, unfed, unshod, with a broken leg on the tracks by the border. Benjamin Horne watched him silently accept two bullets into his skull. I have become a thief like the visitor BOB is. Stealing pride and hope,confidence... My cat... I won’t go into. It is sad enough just to think about. I have to go.
Undated Dear Diary, I know who he is. I know exactly who and what BOB is, and I have to tell everyone. I have to tell someone and make them believe. Someone has torn pages out of my diary, pages that help me realize maybe... pages with my poems, pages of writing, private pages. I’m so afraid of death. I’m so afraid that no one will believe me until after I have taken the seat that I fear has been saved for me in the darkness. Please don’t hate me. I never meant to see the small hills and the fire. I never meant to see him or let him in. Please, Diary, help me explain to everyone that I did not want what I have become. I did not want to have certain memories and realizations of him. I only did what any of us can do, in any situation... My very best. Love, Laura P.S. I’m giving you to Harold for safekeeping. I hope I see you again. I can’t stay sober anymore. I just can’t. I have to be numb.
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NOTES AND SIGNS
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