I’d slept deeply that night.
Seven missed calls,
I saw them that morning.
Only one voicemail though.
All tears, regrets and worries.
I called her.
Just an emotionless machine.
Telling me I was too late.
No one expects to watch the world implode, atoms splitting, time melting, but here I am. I’d like to be able to say it’s beautiful, and don’t get me wrong it is, but it’s so much more than that.
This isn’t just the world ending, it’s billions of years worth of evolution and development, love and heartbreak, trends, cults, fame, fortune and loss. So for it all to end just like that. It’s sad, it’s heartbreaking it leaves an empty hole.
Not just in space, the Milky Way, but my heart too. The earth was my home, I had a life, love and a family. Just one wrong move ends all that, and I get to watch it happen.
Not once, but twice.
AC/DC’s Highway to Hell jumped Sam out of his world and he scrabbled for his phone. He took a deep breath as he saw the callers name.
“Hi honey! How long was I this time?” Sam held his breath, long fingers drumming on the hard wood writing desk.
“Five hours!” His wife, Lila, growled humerously. “We were meant to have lunch!”
“Did! Left over Pad Thai!”
“Together!” Lila sighed.
Sam could see Lila’s face, his wife had probably just rolled her eyes. “Ahh…sorry dear…tomorrow maybe?”
“No now! Stop your writing, and come back to the house! I like your company Sam!” Lila sighed.
“I’ve had almost forty years of your company, a couple of hours won’t hurt…”
“It’s three o’clock!”
“Now Samuel Jones! Walk up to the kitchen from your man cave and eat lunch with me!”
“Okay…” Sam sighed, a weary smile on his face.
“I’ll see you in five!”
Hanging up the phone Sam chuckled, he shut his notebook and pocketed his phone.
“It would be a lot quieter at the end of the world, methinks.”
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I’m not usually one to like this type of film, I’m more of an adventure/fantasy/action lover but on occasion I really can get into and love a romance/chick flick. I watched Confessions of a Shopaholic with my sister and found that I really did like it.
The main character Rebecca Bloomwood (Isla Fisher), as the title of the film suggests, is a shopaholic, with thousands in debt, a debt collector on her tail and in a job at a company which is about to fold. Not the best situation is it!? After a failed interview with Allet Magazine, it is suggested that she do an interview for the Successful Savings Magazine. Living in her friend Suze’s flat, Suze (Krysten Ritter) tries everything to get Rebecca to reform. Hilarity ensues, especially after a drunken night results in two letter getting mixed up letters and a job for Rebecca a,t ironically, Successful Savings.
This movie really is funny and it doesn’t feel like forced humour either which can find its way into some romantic comedies. The love interest for the film, with Hugh Dancy as Rebecca’s boss Luke, is a rather adorable character, who is completely clueless to Rebecca’s real identity as a shopaholic. Isla Fisher’s voice over in the beginning does a great job of helping to draw us into the stores with her character. Mixed with a great soundtrack this film is very entertaining.
The film does have some setbacks though – the ending is a little cheesy/predictable but it works and is, in all honesty, rather sweet. That didn’t stop me from liking it, and with the quirks and the great characters. My favourites being, Luke and her friend Suze.
I wouldn’t say this is one of my favourites but it is worth the watch for a laugh or two and a rather relaxing movie night!
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In the not-so-distant future, the forecasted “death of print” has become a reality. Bookstores, libraries, newspapers, and magazines are things of the past, and we spend our time glued to handheld devices called Memes that not only keep us in constant communication but also have become so intuitive that they hail us cabs before we leave our offices, order takeout at the first growl of a hungry stomach, and even create and sell language itself in a marketplace called the Word Exchange.
Anana Johnson works with her father, Doug, at the North American Dictionary of the English Language (NADEL), where Doug is hard at work on the last edition that will ever be printed. Doug is a staunchly anti-Meme, anti-tech intellectual who fondly remembers the days when people used email (everything now is text or videoconference) to communicate—or even actually spoke to one another, for that matter. One evening, Doug disappears from the NADEL offices, leaving a single written clue: ALICE. It’s a code word he devised to signal if he ever fell into harm’s way. And thus begins Anana’s journey down the proverbial rabbit hole . . .
My sister gave me this book for Christmas, I admit though, that I found it in a local book shop pre-Christmas and Ev was at a loss of what to give me so here we are! The blurb instantly grabbed my interest. No that I’ve finished the book wasn’t really what I expected however Alena Graedon’s The Book exchange did not disappoint at all.
The book follows the story of Anana, she works with her father, Doug, at the North American Dictionary of the English language, in a world where books, libraries and newspapers are a thing of the past. They are working on the last edition to ever be printed, that is until one night when Doug disappears all together leaving a one word clue: ALICE. A code he devised with his Anana in case he ever got into harms way. This sends Anana with her friend and colleague Bart on a journey to find him. They find more than they bargain for though and get tied up in a series of events which could mean the destruction of society as they knew it.
The Word Exchange is set in the point of view of Anana, it reads almost like a recount of events rather than ‘in the present time’ story, throughout there are a number of chapters which read like diary entries of the character Bart. This way of story telling, to me, was very effective. The style of writing made it seem all the more real and helped me to connect with the two main characters.
The premiss for the story being a future on earth where books and reading have become nearly unheard was something that, as a book lover, really hit home with me, and in all honesty, scared me a little to. Especially as I read on to discover the Meme, a device used in it’s most basic function as a phone, but then it is so much more than that. With the ability to do mostly everything, including calling a taxi if the owner so wants. The devices left humanity in an almost impersonal interactions, with only a few main characters not using them, including Bart and Doug. What seemed to shock me the most though was the fact of how real this situation could become in our world, and how perfectly Graedon has twisted something that is so normal in our lives and made them bad.
I have seriously loved every moment I’ve spent reading The Book Exchange, there is the perfect combination of suspense with cliff hangers broken up by the differing points of view, with a balance of plot twists where I found my self having to close the book on my hand, hoping the characters would change their minds. When I finished I literally just sat for a bit, and I was grinning from ear to ear! Quite literally!
I definitely recommend this as it is a very, very good read, it was gripping until the end and I got completely and utterly immersed in that world. Though it’s not the most relaxing read, it was all very exciting with a very intricate story line from two points of view. Which for me was perfect, I’d much prefer to be on the edge of my seat than everything be perfect and relaxed, so if you’re anything like me in that sense then you should definitely give The Word Exchange a read!
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The angel whispered
Luring me in with his song
I’ll guide you over
You don’t need them
They can’t help you any more
So follow me
I’ll grant you safe passage
There’s no way you can go wrong
His voice it was smooth
Like fine royal silks
Morning’s new blue sky
They drew me in
Led me to believe a lie
All his promises
His voice of gods
His eyes of blue
His lips of purest red
All a lie
My eyes deceived me
Showed me what I wanted
But the truth?
Dark as the night
Cruel as lashes
I did follow him
And now it’s too late
I turned back though
Just for one moment
Nothing left of before
Nothing onwards either
Just deafening silence
And empty darkness
Without even those lie baring lips
The ones which had spoken
Under many false pretences
Just to bring me in
I didn’t finish this one in time to enter it but I thought I’d share anyway! Thanks for reading,
General agreement between those who studied earth’s dragon population was that the dragons lived secretive lives in an underground system of tunnels.
As it was the humans who had driven them down there, the dragons wanted to keep it that way but Zalia would have none of that.
“How can you have lived like this all this time?” She remembered asking after she had gone up using one of the exit holes onto the road, and braved the outside world one night. “It’s so musty down here under the roads!”
Her dad had been so furious she’d gone top-side, he didn’t listen to her ‘we’d be happier out there’ theory.