{"id":13980,"date":"2026-06-05T18:21:20","date_gmt":"2026-06-05T22:21:20","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/jennytrout.com\/?p=13980"},"modified":"2026-06-05T18:21:21","modified_gmt":"2026-06-05T22:21:21","slug":"no-one-ever-dies-and-everybody-lives-happily-ever-after","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jennytrout.com\/?p=13980","title":{"rendered":"No one ever dies and&#8230; everybody lives happily ever after."},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>There are people out there that you never meet, but who have a profound effect on your life, in ways they will never know.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Well, unless you have readers who will mail that person the dirty book you wrote with them in mind. Or a friend who will approach them at a convention and tell them about the dirty book you wrote with them in mind.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>In 2012, when I started writing my book, <em>The Boss,<\/em> there was only one choice in my mind for the &#8220;role&#8221; of Neil Elwood: Anthony Stewart Head. Since <em>Buffy the Vampire Slayer<\/em> is about 17% of my total personality, and <em>Merlin<\/em> a solid chunk, as well, there was only one middle-aged Englishman I could possibly imagine. I gave Neil the looks of season four Giles and the leather gloves of season one Uther. I pictured each scene acted out as if I was watching a movie (a huge part of my process), running each line of dialogue through my mind in Head&#8217;s <em>Doctor Who Confidential<\/em> voice (it&#8217;s a crime he never got a chance to play The Doctor).<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>As I posted chapters of the serial, and later, after the book came out, readers fell in love with the posh-but-somehow-still-hip middle-aged dad in a highly problematic relationship with his much younger assistant (which, I want to make very clear, was not ripped-off from his series <em>You, Me, and Them<\/em>, in which he played a posh-but-somehow-still-hip middle-aged dad in a highly problematic relationship with a much younger veterinary assistant, which came out the same year). Because I&#8217;d been so open about who&#8217;d inspired him, and because I&#8217;d spent years on the internet professing my undying crush on the man, some readers sent poor Mr. Head copies of the book. I don&#8217;t know if he ever received any of them, but when I had the opportunity to ask a <em>Buffy<\/em> cast member, Amber Benson, if he&#8217;d take hurtful offense to a stranger writing smut with him in mind, she assured me, &#8220;No, he would love that!&#8221;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Later, my friend, Petra, met him at a convention and got a photo signed for me. She told him to his face about <em>The Boss<\/em> and my huge crush on him, and Benson was right: he was absolutely not offended, and said I should write a film treatment for the book. So, even celebrities don&#8217;t really understand the book-to-film pipeline and how little control authors have over it, which is nice information to have.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The photo he signed to me went into my collection of other memorabilia, both autographed and unautographed, which Petra and readers have gifted to me over the years: Numerous signed photographs. An Uther action figure. A weird commemorative Giles plate (which showed up in the background of my daughter&#8217;s viral <em>Doctor Who<\/em> reaction, which Head retweeted). A copy of the novelization of the coffee commercials he starred in during the late 1980s. A <em>two-CD set of songs inspired by the coffee commercials.<\/em> If there is niche Anthony Head memorabilia, I own it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>The Boss<\/em> isn&#8217;t the only part of my work that he influenced. Potentially my all-time favorite blog post I&#8217;ve ever written is about <a href=\"https:\/\/jennytrout.com\/?p=6978\">those Nescafe Gold commercials.<\/a> Merlin Club, a group watch-along that had a long run at Trout Nation, was heavily dominated by talk of the aforementioned gloves. And of course, the <em>Buffy<\/em> rewatch here (that I eventually ran out of steam on; forgive me, they were so long) and currently on YouTube and Patreon. No matter where you look in my career, chances are you&#8217;re going to see something that is one degree removed from my fan love for him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>There is absolutely no way that this man could have possibly known how many ways he affected my career and life; meeting him would have been too creepy, sending an email or a tweet somehow creepier. &#8220;You are so good at your job that you have inspired my deeply explicit erotic novels?&#8221; No, thank you. I&#8217;m fine never having that interaction on this planet. But I&#8217;m mourning him because, even though he was just doing his job, he did have that benevolent affect on my work. <em>The Boss<\/em> wouldn&#8217;t have blown up and changed my life the way it did if readers hadn&#8217;t fallen in love with Neil Elwood, and Neil Elwood wouldn&#8217;t have existed if not for Anthony Head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Despite playing reprehensible villains (looking at you, Rupert Manchin from <em>Ted Lasso<\/em>), social media tributes from loved ones, coworkers, and fans are painting glowing tributes to an unproblematic man. A trans ally. A talented actor. A nice and decent person. Usually, when someone famous dies, the skeletons start flying out of the closet and straight onto our For You pages. But for once, everyone is parasocially mourning the right person. Someone we <em>should<\/em> be mourning parasocially, who deserves to be mourned parasocially, because the people who actually knew him are showing us, through memories and reflections, to care that the world has lost someone special.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>We never know how, by just living our lives, we shape the lives of others. If we all tried to be a tenth of the person that Anthony Head&#8217;s loved ones are telling us he was, the world will be a much better place. And if every artist threw their entire weight behind their talent the way he did, it would be a hell of lot more inspiring, too.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>There are people out there that you never meet, but who have a profound effect on your life, in ways they will never know. 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