• 016 A hapless vole met its demise as it ran into the path of a natural-born ratter. With a chomp and a chew, a tug and a twist, tiny dog jaws let fly the field mouse that picked this day to leave its hole. Uninvited guest (irksome pest), this vermin’s been laid to rest. I hope it hasn’t left babies behind mewling in a nest.

  • Arrest of 'Barefoot Bandit' draws cheers back home

    Residents of Orcas and Camano islands were heartened Sunday when they learned of the arrest of "Barefoot Bandit" Colton Harris-Moore.

    via seattletimes.nwsource.com

    …except prison, of course.

  • The measure of a muttSometimes a foot is a means to measure the temperament of a sleeping dog.

  • Eticket 

    Director David Slade found the formula that translated Eclipse's humor and humanity from the page to the big screen. Having the good fortune to play with better source material than what can be culled from Twilight and New Moon, Slade delivered on action, character development, and The Love Triangle. The small, human moments, however, resonate the most clearly. For instance, I found Bella's visit with Renée both sweet and heartbreaking. A mother’s laser sharp observations of her daughter’s transformation struck a nerve, lending a poignancy to Renée’s "congraduation" gift. The handmade present is a roadmap of sorts of where Bella has been in her young life and experiences she already knows will not come her way again. I also thought Jessica's commencement speech was great, as were Bella's reactions to the valedictorian’s references to making mistakes, falling in love, and not rushing to choose one's path in life.

    Sometimes flashes of backstory pull one's attention away from the fable that needs to be heard. In the case of Eclipse, the personal histories of some of the characters are one reason why the third installment in The Twilight Saga is my favorite. In the film adaptation, the very human and tragic tales of Rosalie Hale and Jasper Whitlock are masterfully crafted. Stories within stories, I could be well entertained by watching a film based solely on either character. Being that I’m a Civil War buff, Jasper's recollections are particularly fascinating. Another example is the scene where Jacob brings Bella to a tribal council meeting around the fire. The Quileute legend of The Third Wife, as told by Billy Black, was a fantastic flashback that helps set up conflict and action later on in Eclipse (i.e.: a certain matter with one disgruntled redhead.)

    Now on to the schmoopy parts. The love story is key to Twilight's popularity. I enjoy the more florid bits of the books and films that focus on the agonizing attraction between Bella and Edward, although The Love Triangle angle often becomes overwrought and silly. It's for this reason that I was impressed with how naturally and without affectation Kristen, Rob, and Taylor portrayed the emotions and objectives of crazed, love-obsessed teens. Corny stuff, yes. But the trio plays well off one another and the awkwardness on the screen is driven by the character's motivation and not by an actor's nervous tick. In other words, David Slade drug authentic reactions out of the entire cast which elevated the acting by leaps and bounds. Here's where I happily insert that Billy Burke has consistently kept Forks’ Chief of Police Charlie Swan my favorite character in all three movies. Burke shows that the love Charlie has for Bella is the real deal and not derived from mythical fantasy attraction. Billy makes Charlie alive, vivid, real, and multi-faceted whether he's having a much belated talk about the birds and the bees with Bells in the kitchen (a very touching and funny scene from the film) or silently swigging a Rainier while cleaning his rifle. Yeah. I'm a proud supporter of Team Charlie!

    The Pacific Northwest is another character that is well portrayed in Eclipse. I'm still figuring out how long it took Riley and his bratty pack of newborns to walk from the shores of Elliott Bay to the Olympic Peninsula. It's a good thing vamps aren't bothered by wet socks. Oh…and poor Bree. The scenes of life with Riley that were fleshed out thanks to the novella The Short Second Life of Bree Tanner added depth and insight into what a vampire’s existence is really like. It would have been nice if Bree’s luck had held out and she became a Cullen.

    I had a howlin’ good time watching Eclipse. The tight, concise pacing between the action scenes and the romance created a fine framework that gave this supernatural love story more grit and definitely more bite.

  • A few weeks ago, four lucky fan sites (we are still soooo jealous) were randomly chosen to meet with Stephenie Meyer herself — and spend 4+ hours having lunch with her, chatting and asking questions.

    via twilightnovelnovice.com

    Picture yourself lunching with your pals and Stephenie Meyer sits down at the table. Before you even swallow that bite of grilled chicken breast, your brain kicks into gear and questions (oh so many questions!) fill your head.

    What do you ask the creator of the Twilight Saga?

  • 008 (2)  My favorite handful of summer. A goodly amount tossed atop my bowl of chocolate granola has Wednesday looking mighty fine in blue.

  • Bowl o runza 

    Maybe the 4th of July doesn’t readily elicit images of meat pies and English lit (you know, that whole thing about commemorating our indepdendence from Mother England and all), but a little beef and Brontë is how I celebrated the occasion. Parades, backyard grilling, and things that go BOOM are well and good. Crowds, however, I abhor and steer clear of at all cost.

     

    No worries. Independence Day was shared with family and lots of tasty food around the table. It’s just that instead of watching fireworks, the husband and I nestled in for the evening to watch the series finale of Showtime’s The Tudors. Patriotic? Hardly. But watching a tyrant’s reign come to a close from my comfy couch is certainly one way to say: ”Happy Birthday, USA!”

     

    Pray tell, what did you sup upon (or set flame to) on this July 4th?

  • Upon Reflection 

    Upon reflection

    I see what’s not really there

    Imagination

  • 034  There’s always something interesting underfoot. Beauty and inspiration poised to trip you up, leaving you dazed and unsteady. Forever backfilling the need to express your longing with a handful of words or a roll’s worth of moments. All well and good for the scrapbook. But what is it really that’s scratching and clawing its way to the surface (and making you late for work?)

  • Out of a pulsating dreamscape jumbled scenes of crowded halls appear. Lockers, bright lights, shuffling feet, giggles and whispers. An urgent grasp on the forearm by an out-of-frame entity. I am pulled swiftly down the widening gap spreading across the busy, noonday corridor. Out, out, out heavy double doors and into soft, diffused light. The blacktopped parking lot is familiar and fearsome as I muster the courage to speak.

     

    ”Why have you brought me outside? I’m late for class.”  A pair of indifferent brown eyes blink a non-response. I reach for another question.

     

    ”Aren’t I supposed to know you?” A flash of relief and mishchief lights up the probing eyes hovering in front of my face. I hear the crunch of dry leaves as something is thrust into my hand.

     

    ”Look inside,” a hoarse voice issuing from brown eyes challenges me.

     

    ”This is a paper bag.”

     

    ”How many more keen observations are locked inside of you? Open up and look.”

     

    ”But I don’t want…..”

     

    ”Do not ’don’t want.’ The eyes lose their light and the voice takes on an irritable note. Dread calm blankets me as I stand holding the bag. There is nothing for it now but to peer into the torn and greasy opening. I take a moment to study the contents. I lob another question at the dark set of eyes.

     

    ”Why are they cut in half?”