An October Surprise

Fifty Shades of Authorial Sins

The End

Part of Your World

Perhaps no four words in the Bible carry as much weight as these four, found in John's gospel: ". . . the Word became flesh."  They're words much of the world will hear this month as Christmas approaches.

The Final Countdown

Last year around this time I purged myself of my need to defend Stephenie Meyer's Twilight series, laying it all out in a blog post.  To be clear, I find the content of her books praiseworthy, not the overly cheesy movies that omit significant portions of Meyer's original text.  Nonetheless, it is what she wrote that sells the movie tickets (well, her writing + Robert Pattinson).  I still stand by that defense, & I'm too tired & pregnant to say much more. If you doubt my lack of stamina, consider that at midnight tonight, as thousands of women stand in lines, hustle into theaters, & sit down to munch on popcorn as they wait, for the fifth & final time, for Edward Cullen to grace the screen, I will be tucked in bed asleep.  I am not planning to see the final Twilight film until Sunday evening, believe it or not, when I'll join a group of friends, one of whom is driving from Colorado.  Okay, she's coming home for Thanksgiving, but still, I'm delaying watching the movie until she's here.  That is friendship.

Pink Coupe Oblivion

Did you hear that?

Last week, millions of Twihards gasp in unison as news broke that Bella cheated on Edward Kristen Stewart cheated on Robert Pattinson with Jacob Rupert Sanders, a married man who directed her in her recent film, Snow White and the Huntsman, in which Stewart portrayed Snow White.  I know, I know, the irony is almost too much.  It's been referred to as the Twipocalypse, & as one clever individual noted on Twitter, As Syria descends into civil war, CNN asks 'Should Robert Pattinson forgive Kristen Stewart?'  

If you're wondering, & I know some of you are because it's been asked of me, no, I won't be removing my countdown (look to your right) to the final Twilight film.  While Summit Entertainment is probably poised to throttle Miss Stewart, I'm certain the movie will be released as planned & I'll be there in my Team Edward shirt (because, after all, he's not the one kissing someone else - in fiction or reality), popcorn & chocolate in hand, to watch the final scenes of this saga unfold.   I'll likely also pay a bit of attention to what is shaping up to be perhaps the most awkward film promotion in history.

Details

It's exciting when you finally sell your house after living with a 'For Sale' in your yard for a few months as a constant reminder that, though you're ready to move on (literally), you can't because you're obligated to continue paying the mortgage on your home until someone comes along & loves your house so much that they're eager to take it on financially.  So, when that person comes along & effectively frees you up to find a home you love, it's a thrill.

Buying a home is exciting too.  You see it online & it looks promising; you walk through it the first time & hope grows as you love what you see & you imagine where you'll put your furniture, hang your pictures, put the Christmas tree, etc.  You realize this might be the place that becomes your family's home, where your child wakes up on countless happy Christmas mornings, goes to sleep with dreams of a visit from the tooth fairy, & comes to the breakfast table in her pajamas, her hair tangled & gnarled from a good night's sleep.

In Defense of Twilight