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All stories they say, begin in one of two ways: "A stranger came to town," or else, "I set out upon a journey." The rest is all just a metaphor and simile. ~Barbara Kingsolver
Monday, August 9, 2010
Friday, August 6, 2010
August Break
I have a pretty busy August on tap.
And then I saw this post about having an August Break.
I think I'll give it a try.
Did I mention August was going to be busy?
At least I'll have something to take pictures of besides the forest of weeds in my backyard.
And then I saw this post about having an August Break.
I think I'll give it a try.
Did I mention August was going to be busy?
At least I'll have something to take pictures of besides the forest of weeds in my backyard.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
The Lovely Bones
I wasn't going to read this book.
I really wasn't.
I heard it got great reviews.
But I still wasn't going to read it.
A book about a fourteen year old girl who gets raped and murdered by a neighbor and no one figures out that he did it.
Nope.
Not interested.
I don't even let my children sleep with their window cracked at night.
And then they made a movie out of it.
I admit I was curious.
A little.
Did I mention, I am the biggest scaredy cat in the world when it comes to spooky movies. Disney scares me sometimes. Seriously. Have you seen Watcher in the Woods? Just sayin'.
So, I added it to the netflix queue and thought Someday.
That someday came. And I watched it. Truth be told it freaked me out a bit. And then the movie ended. And I thought What-the-French-Toast???!! It's called The Lovely Bones people. I assumed it meant at some point somebody would actually find some bones. And I went from being spooked to baffled. Did I miss something? Was I not paying attention enough in the movie? I wikipedia'd it but I was still left puzzled. If it's called the lovely bones, but they never find the bones, what does that mean?
So I hiked my brave up around my belly button, trotted down to the library and checked the audio book out.
Then, I got scared....again.
You can call me a wimp. It's fine.
I let the book sit on the desk untouched for weeks.
But, books and I, we have this unspoken agreement. Even if its terrible and I hate it, I am committed. I will read it. Not matter what.
Do you know when I listen to audio books? When I'm out running. It gives me something to focus on besides my breathing. I was worried about not being able to listen to this one while I was running. I already make up crazy stories in my head about some of the over grown, abandoned houses I run past in the early morning hours. I thought it would freak me out.
But it didn't and I found myself very much liking the story. Actually the movie was way more creepy-suspenseful than the book.
So....my interpretation of The Lovely Bones:
Bad things happen.
Everyday.
But what happens next? What happens to a soul that has been released from its earthly body before it's ready to say its good-byes? What happens to the people that person left behind. The ones with a gaping hole where someone they loved used to be?
This story is a falling apart and a rebuilding of a family and the bones (think - bonds) that tie us all together in the end.
p.s. For the record....they did find an elbow of Susie Salmon. That's it. An elbow. And a charm off her charm bracelet.
I really wasn't.
I heard it got great reviews.
But I still wasn't going to read it.
A book about a fourteen year old girl who gets raped and murdered by a neighbor and no one figures out that he did it.
Nope.
Not interested.
I don't even let my children sleep with their window cracked at night.
And then they made a movie out of it.
I admit I was curious.
A little.
Did I mention, I am the biggest scaredy cat in the world when it comes to spooky movies. Disney scares me sometimes. Seriously. Have you seen Watcher in the Woods? Just sayin'.
So, I added it to the netflix queue and thought Someday.
That someday came. And I watched it. Truth be told it freaked me out a bit. And then the movie ended. And I thought What-the-French-Toast???!! It's called The Lovely Bones people. I assumed it meant at some point somebody would actually find some bones. And I went from being spooked to baffled. Did I miss something? Was I not paying attention enough in the movie? I wikipedia'd it but I was still left puzzled. If it's called the lovely bones, but they never find the bones, what does that mean?
So I hiked my brave up around my belly button, trotted down to the library and checked the audio book out.
Then, I got scared....again.
You can call me a wimp. It's fine.
I let the book sit on the desk untouched for weeks.
But, books and I, we have this unspoken agreement. Even if its terrible and I hate it, I am committed. I will read it. Not matter what.
Do you know when I listen to audio books? When I'm out running. It gives me something to focus on besides my breathing. I was worried about not being able to listen to this one while I was running. I already make up crazy stories in my head about some of the over grown, abandoned houses I run past in the early morning hours. I thought it would freak me out.
But it didn't and I found myself very much liking the story. Actually the movie was way more creepy-suspenseful than the book.
So....my interpretation of The Lovely Bones:
Bad things happen.
Everyday.
But what happens next? What happens to a soul that has been released from its earthly body before it's ready to say its good-byes? What happens to the people that person left behind. The ones with a gaping hole where someone they loved used to be?
This story is a falling apart and a rebuilding of a family and the bones (think - bonds) that tie us all together in the end.
p.s. For the record....they did find an elbow of Susie Salmon. That's it. An elbow. And a charm off her charm bracelet.
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