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April 1, 2013

Flash Fiction Friday

Okay. Bar. Bar, where was the bar? I was starting to seriously doubt my intelligence.

I moved to the side of the doorway when I felt it open behind me. Past me walked a man holding a leash. I did a double take when I saw to what the leash was attached. Such trust! The man walking behind him, walked as if there were no worries.

I could see a major accident waiting to happen. I was kept mesmerized as I watched the couple weave through the crowd to the bar. The bar! I could so get there now. Though not with the grace that the sub showed as his master walked him through the crowd. They were never more than a foot apart and the lead never seemed to have tightened. I had paused in angst thinking there was going to be an accident but the master had stopped making sure his boy was behind him as the crazy waiters flitted in their path.

“The bar.”

I looked next to me at the pointed finger showing me the way to the bar. The bouncer had come in and was waiting for me to move.

“Yes sir.” Dang I so was not feeling smart…

New Author, New series

So completely caught up in G.A. Hauser’s  books.

Some of the characters I am absolutely in love with.

Enough that I am not going to be and getting enough sleep because I have to read for the happy ending.

I just wish the ‘read in order’ PDF is downloadable made more sense. It is followable (new word!), but I am frustrated with all the words. I just want a title list. And yes, these are man-love books.

Thursday Thoughts (previously missed Thursday)

From mind to paper..

Currently listening to the score of “The Lord of the Rings. The Fellowship of the Ring”.

Awesome Score. I am impressed by Mr. Shore’s talent.

But the question that popped into my head as I listen in awe is “How?”

I admit I am envious of the music and words that come out of know artists minds and wonder if what they saw/heard in their heads matches the result of their hard work? I know for me I feel I end up short a few bars.

I have a hard time having my pen go quick enough to match the dialogue and images that flit through my head. I feel at times that my grasp of the written word is so limited that my characters and scenery do not come out as well as I would like.

Maybe that is why we edit and have revisions?

Thursday Thoughts (way late…)

The Hobbit

Okay, now. Whoever heard of sexy dwarves? I mean really, some of the dwarves in Peter Jackson’s rendition of The Hobbit are nice looking. Some are on the ridiculous side also. And some? Just, just barely look like a dwarf.

We from Gimli in the Lord of the Rings to Thorrin, Kili and Fili in The Hobbit.

Anyone really upset by this??

Overall, the special effects and the storyline were solid. I see a few instances where things later in the book were brought forward and some things are just there for theatre.

I am disappointed in the “Fifteen Birds in Five Fir Trees” part of the movie. It didn’t meet my expectations. I mean how they did it for the movie, okay it works. A nemesis was needed, but come on no song? It was one of my many favorite parts in the book.

However, somewhat redeemable is the singing and antics regarding the breaking of Bilbo Baggins’ plates. The dwarves singing this and then about the return to the Misty Mountains is great. Their deep wonderful voices due justice to the songs and their parts as dwarves. I will say that while the dwarves do not all look the part of a dwarf, their voices make up for the difference.

Can’t wait to see the next movie!!  BRING ON THE DRAGON!!

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