February 28, 2014 § Leave a comment
February 28, 2014
Checking out eBooks from the library is really cool—until the book expires and other patrons put holds on it, preventing me from checking it out again, and I was just getting to the good part, the part of the budding forbidden romance. Augh!
So I haven’t finished The Secret Life of Bees.
I am probably not going to get a whole lot of reading done this weekend, anyway, because I usually do most of my reading on Sunday and this Sunday is the Oscars.
I am almost done with Finding It, though, and will probably check out the follow-up novella, Seeking Her, because this is one of the instances where I am actually interested in re-experiencing the story through the other half’s perspective.
Maybe I can sneak in some reading during the commercials.
February 26, 2014 § 1 Comment
February 26, 2014
I was feeling a bit stagnified in my writing. (Okay, I know stagnified isn’t technically a word, but it does come close to describing my feeling.) I’m still working on queries. That’s possibly why I feel like I’m getting nowhere. So I decided to change my schedule and shake something loose. Instead of working out in the morning and writing in the evening, I switched it around so that I am writing in the morning and working out in the evening.
That means I get to take the new hot yoga classes I signed up for courtesy of Groupon. I love this hot yoga class. Nothing stirs creative images like pouring sweat in a dark room while trying to touch the ceiling with the bottom of your foot. Hmm. Maybe those were hallucinations I was having. Never mind. I’m sticking with creative thoughts.
Because of this schedule change, I get out of bed a lot quicker in the morning, too, because I actually look forward to sitting down at the kitchen table to write. Even if it is just my journal and my sucky queries that I’m writing at the moment.
It’s too early to tell if I’m being more productive with this new routine. But I’m sure having a lot more fun.
February 24, 2014 § 2 Comments
February 24, 2014
I am still woefully behind on the Best Picture Nominee viewing, so when I saw that Century Rio 24 was offering a day of Oscar movies, I hopped into my car and drove on over there.
Thanks to this review by Thy Critic Man and this interview with Will Forte on Tavis Smiley, I saw Nebraska first. Don’t let the black and white thing deter you. This is Alexander Payne’s bringing-families-together gold. The scene where Will Forte and Bob Odenkirk steal an air compressor from a barn while their parents look on from the back seat of the car—that scene alone is worth the price of admission.
Then I turned right around and bought my ticket for Captain Phillips. What a change of pace that was. I was twisting my hair between my fingers, shifting in my seat, exhaling, wringing my hands. Whew! That movie is tense. And I cannot believe Tom Hanks didn’t get nominated for that role. I was breathless and shedding tears at his disoriented, raw, vulnerable performance at the end, and I heard plenty of other sniffles and nose-blowings, too.
So I am now two more down, two more movies to go: The Wolf of Wall Street and Her. One week left. Fingers crossed I get it done.
February 21, 2014 § Leave a comment
February 21, 2014
Sue Monk Kidd has a new book out that is intriguing to me, because it is a fictionalized account of the Grimke sisters, and I read about these South Carolina abolitionists when I was in college. So I decided to first check out Kidd’s debut bestseller, The Secret Life of Bees, from the library. I kind of can’t believe I haven’t read it before now.
“My chest hurt from feeling things. I wondered if T. Ray was pacing the floors feeling as injured as I hoped he did. Maybe he was telling himself what a rotten excuse for a father he was for not treating me better, but I doubted it. Thinking up ways to kill me was more like it.”
What are you reading this weekend?
February 19, 2014 § Leave a comment
February 19, 2014
- Read comic books.
- Do housework.
- Do laundry.
- Paint toenails.
- Collect book jacket blurbs from Goodreads.
- Go to the movies.
- Collect more book jacket blurbs from Goodreads.
- Go to the movies again.
- Analyze the book jacket blurbs for that magic hook.
- Listen again to the NPR interview with the writers of Dallas Buyers Club on how sheer will and tenacity got the movie made.
It’s really time to stop procrastinating.
February 17, 2014 § 1 Comment
February 17, 2014
I had to put my mom’s cat to sleep last week. The remedy, apparently, was to see all the depressing Oscar nominated movies.
A beautiful sky always helps.
Sunday morning I was cruising Facebook and saw a status update from my friend Martha, saying that the family in August: Osage County was “massively dysfunctional” and that social workers should not see this movie unless they want to take their jobs home with them. Then I noticed the movie theater she had checked in to, date stamped yesterday.
I immediately commented:
Girl. When were you at High Ridge? I was there yesterday afternoon seeing Philomena!
And afterwards I had driven home in the dark stunned by how depressed I was. I had expected an odd couple road trip dramedy. And it was. But the premise of Philomena searching her whole life for her son who had been forcibly taken from her as penance for her having sex before marriage, that kind of sickened me.
Martha: Went to the 3:45 pm showing. What time did you see Philomena?
Me: 4:30! We just missed each other.
Martha: How was Philomena?
Me: Depressing. We should have met up for drinks after.
We decided the way to rectify this was to meet up at the same theater that afternoon for Dallas Buyers Club. Yeah, the movie about the cowboy with AIDS. After all, we have to get in as many Oscar nominated movies and performances as we can before the big Sunday.
I’m still torn on my fave so far for Actor in a Leading Role. But for Actor in a Supporting Role, I am now pulling for Jared Leto.
After the credits started rolling on Dallas Buyers Club, Martha turned to me and said, “That was a happy movie compared to August: Osage County.”
I laughed harder than I had laughed all weekend.
February 14, 2014 § 2 Comments
February 14, 2014
Wednesday night I had to put down one of my cats. She belonged to my mom, and I had been taking care of her since my mom became disabled. It’s amazing how attached you can become to a furry critter in a year’s time.
Or I’ll re-read all my Dorrie books from my childhood, because everywhere Dorrie went, her black cat Gink went with her.
Or I’ll do another Veronica Mars binge re-watch.
Or something else totally comforting and zero productive.
What are you reading this weekend? Are there any books (or other media) that you turn to for comfort in the wake of loss?