One writer's attempts to come to terms with real life.
...made me cry. Thrice.
I never cry when reading a book. Only a handful of other times come to memory.
Damn you, Stephenie Meyer. First it was Edward and Jacob... you really had to create Ian, too?
Thanks for permanently screwing with my already unrealistic expectations of the male gender. *resigned sigh*
Temptation of the highest order,
It reaches out to grab you, pull you
Down, down, so soft and lovingly into
It’s warm embrace, dashing your frailty
Against the sharp rocks of deceit.
And you can’t escape. There it is,
And here, lying beside you, dogging
Your dreams. How it taunts you.
How it tortures you so. You fight, yet
At the same time
Long to succumb.
But you can’t. You mustn’t.
So you sit in the dark, quietly,
Listen to the breathing around you,
Within you, without you. Lying in wait
For the freedom that must surely come
Yet never does. And it bides its time,
Waiting for you to trip up, to stumble, to
Fall.
For a limited time only! Watch the whole thing while you can!
I HATE "LORD" ANDREW LLOYD WEBBER.
http://www.nypost.com/seven/07162008/entertainment/theater/a_really_wine_time_120096.htm?page=0
Seriously? You're seriously going to do this to musical theater, you hack? Compared to this crap, The Phantom of Manhattan is sheer genius. And that book sucked by a lot. I've seen a better plot in fanfiction; I'm insulted.
I hope you die, Webber. I hope you die in a slow, excruciatingly painful manner.
Who's up for a trip to London next November? Bring your picket signs and sharp, pointy objects....
Memory consumes
And she can’t
run away
from the thoughts that
plague her, from the
Sensations she’s feeling.
Guilt, remorse, choke
their way up, past
her gut, past her brain,
to her heart.
And it hurts.
It bleeds. Deeply. Crimson
rivulets that pour, metaphorically,
from her lips, to her fingers;
The World.
And still she’s not sure what she wants.
She never has been.
So... last night at around 10, Christina asks me what I'm going to be doing today. Then, she proceeds to tell me that she has an extra ticket to ComicCon.
Heck. Frakking. YES.
It was packed. It was a zoo. But it was totally worth it. I got me a Doctor Horrible shirt, and a bunch of free schwag. And...
I also got to go to the Twilight movie panel!!
Never before have I ever seen so many rabid fangirls all in one room.
They showed an extended clip (you know at the end, where James is torturing Bella...? Yeah. OH MY GOD, IT'S FANTASTIC.), and opened it up to questions from the audience. Now, who was there, you ask?
The director of the film, Stephenie Meyer in the flesh, ROBERT, KRISTIN, TAYLOR, and the three others portraying le bad guys.
It was glorious.
I shot video of the panel (couldn't get the clip, sorry, they were very particular about that), so hopefully I will have it up and edited on YouTube shortly so you can oogle it. It'll probably be in 2 parts, since the panel was well over 30 minutes.
I'm such a geeky fangirl. Can't wait til December!!
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