Last night at around 10:30, Leighann my cousin called me on Skype. We talked for a little while about just odds and ends. And then she started asking me questions about Twilight. She has never read it, but she said everyone back home was talking about it. She said she didn’t want to be sucked in liked everyone else. Which I completely understand. I shudder to think some of the people I used to know now reading my Edward. I still get a little territorial.
Once I had answered some of her questions, she started getting really interested. I asked her if she wanted me to read her the first chapter which she heartily agreed to. And at 5AM I was still reading, my voice nearly gone. But both of us were so absorbed in the story. Twilight does those kind of things to you. And I was having a lot of fun just putting life into the character, even though Edward is so hard for me. But just spending that time with Leighann, even she though lives over 500 miles away was really nice. Another convert.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: booze, dreams, Maureen Johnson, Tennessee, YouTube
I like getting my dreams down because I hardly ever remember them. But last night’s were strange. It’s kind of vague now, but I know it was set in my house in Tennessee. And I kept mixing one part red wine with three parts grape juice and then downing it in my room. I blame Maureen Johnson’s Clio and Elsa. You know, I was kind of surprised her characters would be that way.
Anyway, so in my dream I was feeling a little tipsy [and I have never been drunk in my life, so I really don't know how that worked out], and all of a sudden some random person and [uhh let's call him] X come bounding up the stairs. Now, X is a YouTuber. A popular one with fangirls up the wazu. And, uhm, I’m not gonna lie, I have a YouTube crush on him. But anyway, he’s in my effing house! I feel like more happened between us [interactions and such], but it’s so wispy now that I’d be making it up. One thing I do remember is that from afar X looked like one of my neighbor’s friends, Peter. Not fun :[
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: books, Catcher in the Rye, Girl at Sea, John Green
Last night I finished Girl at Sea and moved right onto The Catcher in the Rye. I have a bad relationship with this book. And it’s completely unjustified, but I have hated it as long as I can remember. The first time I tried to read it was in the sixth grade. My Challenge [Tennessee equivalent of Gifted & Talented] teacher warned me that it was “mature” when he saw me with it. And really, I didn’t think twice about what he said because even though he was probably one of my best teachers, it was the South; I found most southerners are prudes. But as I started in the book all the goddamns and asses made 12 [13?] year old me really uncomfortable. I hardly got a 1/4th of the way through.
Then I tried again in 9th grade because my older cousin said I should read it. Still, I’m kind of embarrassed to say I couldn’t get into it. All I can remember is getting as far as the hooker. Plus, I think going in with a negative attitude toward the book didn’t help either.
But John assigned the book so I really felt obligated to read it. I’m on page twelve, and I’m already feeling a bit better about it. I think what I was missing all those other times was a voice for Holden. I looked to see when it was published [the 40s], so now all the “boys” make so much more sense to me. Now Holden is kind of a greaser in my head :] it’s cute. And I’m already chuckling at some of the things he’s thinking. So, I think I’m gonna make it.
