2 posts tagged “the sweet far thing”
Last Monday I started coming down with a cold. It stayed throughout the weekend and lingers still. I would like to have veto power over it, but it rather seems to be autonomous. During this time I have been a bit down. It all seems to be compounding and I demand a change of things starting immediately. Being sick sucks.
Today was a therapy day and I got a ride in early with D. I spent two hours at Iso reading The Host. I was a little distracted and only read to chapter 5. I have to admit that I am having a hard time getting into it after reading A Sweet Far Thing. But I think once I am really in the story that that won't be the case anymore. I hope that that will be how it turns out. I plan to spend the majority of tomorrow reading so that I will be pretty far into the story before the reading on Thursday. I don't want to be spoiled when Stephenie reads. Just 2 days now.
Last night I finished A Sweet Far Thing and it was very good. I didn't agree 100% with how things ended but I would read the Gemma Doyle Trilogy again and I recommend it to anyone who likes fantasy. I would have D read it but I already told him how it ends and he is stuck on how Gemma drove me mad. I hope to get the audiobooks and then he will listen to it.
I just got off the phone with my doctor and I got, what is in my mind, bad news. I have to increase the dosage on one of my medications because I've been having some fluctuations in my moods. Why is it that whenever I think I'm getting a handle on this something happens and my meds are increased, when all I want is to have them decreased? But if it means that I will have my concentration back and I'm not feeling up one week and down in the dumps the next then I guess it's a good thing. Being bipolar really isn't the fun it would seem to be.
As for the watching of movies. Last night D and I watched Cashback with Sean Biggerstaff. In case you don't recognize the name he played Wood in Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. Cashback was really good. I identified with Ben's view of time, even though I can't admit to the insomnia. It was a really good movie. Tonight I was on a Pirates kick and we watched Dead Man's Chest and End of the World. Johnny Depp is just brilliant and I love watching him act. He is one of my favorite actors. And sometimes Pirates of the Caribbean can go a long way to making bad things right. Friday Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull come out. I want to be excited about it but really I'm just scared. I don't think a geriatric Ford will blow the sexy Indiana Jones role out of the water. I don't get the fuzzies for grandpas. And I know Belle is excited to see it for Shia Labouf but he doesn't do anything for me either. I do hope that it isn't a complete waste of time.
Finally, tonight, something that I have been remiss to mention. No, not remiss but maybe reluctant. The new Joss Whedon show, Dollhouse. I'm not moved. I don't like Eliza Dushku and a show centered around her does nothing for me. Tahmoh Penikett plays an FBI agent in it and not even that is really inspiring me. D is rather optimistic about it though and he had me watch the trailer. I in turn am including it in my post. But I don't think I will be sticking by Joss for this one. I maintain that I still love the man and next time if he has a pilot that stars Emma Caulfield I'll be there from the word go. But this show promises me no Anya and I'm sore about it.
Never mind the video is destined not to be posted here. Go here and watch it.
We weren't able to find anything in the tide pools but the beach was empty and we sat there and watched the water for a time. I miss the ocean. Something about it really seems to balance me. I know that sounds like goofy new age stuff, but it does. I could sit and watch the water for hours. Of course I say that but at a beach, I tend to be the person that doesn't stop moving. In theory I am enjoying the water but in reality I think I am perpetrating a strange criminal act in standing still. It must be a control thing.
D told me this story about this town that sits below the mountains and all the real estate is cheap because the mountains landslide once every so many years. I saw it as we drove by and it's not much to look at. I wonder if you are so desperate to own why you wouldn't invest more sagely. Maybe some people are just risk takers. It made me feel sad. It seems like a hopeless cycle.
We listened to New Moon on audiobook for the car ride and it made me remember how much I love the chapters from Visitor on. We got from Visitor to The Truth in our travels and it just made me want to read the book. I think tonight I will read from Volterra to the end and see if it doesn't settle me some. I love the part where they are in the sewers and Edward is drawing her near and touching her face. It is such a quiet devotional act. And then I love The Truth so much. There is not a sentence in the entire chapter that I would have rewritten. I'm a silly romantic at heart. I love when they love and I ... well I was going to say, hate when they hurt, but I love well Bella hurts. It makes up for all the times she's stupid and I'm wondering what Edward sees in her.
I am on page 678 of A Sweet Far Thing and I am having a problem reading farther. I know what happens to one character in the end and I don't want it to happen so I am resistant to reading further in the book. It's childish and silly but very much a real reaction. It doesn't help that Bray writes imbuing each sentence with such tension that I feel rung out at the end of each chapter. It is not the sweet forget-me-not writing of Stephenie Meyer, it's rather angsty and bittersweet. I mean Meyer writes a love story of a vampire and girl and she thinks they are star-crossed. Bray can one up her and write of a 16 year old British sorceress and an Indian man, who is educated and alone, who are in a situation where they may have feelings for each other but they won't be accepted anywhere. Not to mention everyone wants the magic of the realms and Gemma doesn't know who she can trust. Bella and Edward have it easy.
And lastly, and only Heather and David will get the significance of this photo, but a silver S60 Volvo.