This is a writers haven, or nest if you will

Thursday, December 20, 2007

Back 2 Writing

I finished the story about dreams that fortell death and now I'm moving on to another short story called 'Mort for Short' its a story about an old widower, who's also a gravekeeper. On the first anniversary of his wife's death he sees her wandering around her grave. Upon speaking to her ghost he finds that she no longer remembers anything o9f living, including him. He tries to make her remember him and their life and I'm actually thinking about a strange yet actually slightly happy ending...

Sunday, December 9, 2007

Death Note

Holy crap, this is one amazing series!

I first heard of it from my friend Brad and when i saw it I thought, 'god damn its anime'. Because I seriously believe that most anime is only worth a fleeting glance and to be forever forgotten. BUT this is not like usual anime. Yes it has the anime components, the same type of drawings as every other anime, the supernatural ideas and of course being set in Japan. BUT its more about the way that even a person with pure ideals and good beliefs can be easily turned to evil when power is involved.

Death Note is about a guy who finds a.... document type thing i guess, that was 'lost' by a death god (the demons that are the reason for the death of humans) the god that once held the document in his possesion is bound to the guy who found it and uses this 17 year old kid to make his life more interesting by using him to cause chaos and give this death god something to do. The kid seeks to make a greater world by ridding the earth of all of its criminals, using the document, the death note. It shows how he keeps himself hidden from the police, protects himself from nosy FBI agents, and still tries to fix the world, while still trying to act as if he's leading a normal life.

So far only 8 episodes of 36 (or 38, i'm unsure) are dubbed but if you like the series enough (like me) it'll be worth it to read the english subtitles.

http://www.deathnote.tv/list.php

Sweeny Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street

This looks amazing! I need to see this. A truly dark and revenge filled tale, of a man who lost everything and plans to get it back from the tip of his razor.

But the best part about it is the fact that its not all dark and evil (though I do like that atmosphere) it also holds a light-hearted love story between the pages. It seems like a movie that you'll remember forever and watch a hundred times, I truly hope its actually as good as I think it will. Though I do believe that with the cast of Johnny Depp, Sacha Baron Cohen (Borat), Alan rickman (snape), Timothy Spall (wormtail) and Helena Bonham Carter (Bellatrix LeStrange and the monkey that looks like michael jackson in planet of the apes ) and the director of Tim Burton (sleepy hollow was amazing) we'll have a movie thats undoubtfully incredible!

http://www.movieweb.com/video/V07J6WrdETZimX

Monday, December 3, 2007

EARLY FREEDOM! :D

Got out of school lunchtime because of a power outage, YAY WINTER!

Sunday, December 2, 2007

Great Book - Death of a Darklord

I'm in love with a book.... wow that sounded awkward...



I bought Death of a Darklord by Laurell K. Hamilton when I was on my trip to Ontario, not because of rarity or souvenir value, no. I was incredibly intrigued by the nature of the book and the little I read at the ontario bookstore, I said I'd start reading it at my next writers block, I read it this week and it was incredible, a twisting story and a beautifully dark storyline about a girl named Elaine Clairn in a world filled with corruption who struggles to learn magic against her fathers prejudices. This book is worth every moment of attention you can spoare it, i hate to be promoting a product but BUY IT! BUY IT! BUY IT!

Death of a Darklord by Laurell K. Hamilton - best book I've ever read.

Saturday, December 1, 2007

December

Finally the month full of commercial advertisements, christmas jingles, TV specials and cookies has come. Gifts will be found under trees, children and stubborn older people will fantasize about midgits making toys and a big fat bearded man who drags them around the world. Snow will fall and so will the spirits of happy teens and adults who come to find that their driveway needs to be shovelled.

The first major snowstorm is supposed to hit tonight, hopefully enough to build a snowman but just a little less than is shovelable (is that even a word, it should be). I also cant wait until the christmas specials flood TV so that I have an excuse to sit in front of the TV and remember the past.... what truly is the past really, in Christmas its supposed to be happy and joyful and all of that bullshit (forgive me) but last year was much less than joyful, lets just 'remember' that shall we.

Last year, since September, we knew that my nan had alzheimers... not a good feeling. In December she was getting much worse, rambling about how she wasn't in Pouch Cove, she wanted to go home and my pop was his mother. Now during this time my pop had fallen ill, since early November, his family doctor said something was terribly wrong but the hospital docs said 'its just stress', turns out that 'stress' wasn't the problem, he had cancer. Theres not a day that goes by that I dont blame the hospital for his death. Anyway nan was admitted to a home on the 22nd and on the following day my pop was admitted into the hospital. An empty christmas had been given to us and I had no choice but to accept. Atleast I know that this year'll have to be better... I hope.

Great Fun

Last night I went to my friend Brad's birthday. It was amazingly fun, but the most memorable part was made in my expence.



We were spinning around mindlessly in his front yard awaiting the others to come outside, I had been going especially fast and was falling around everywhere. I was told I was getting close to the ditch so I stopped, the world spinning, nothing was still. I thought I was headed for Brad's house but instead I strode right into the ditch. Falling straight on my ass into a pile of water and muck. I couldn't help but laugh at myself, who couldn't? If I lived farther away then maybe, just maybe, I'd have been more dissappointed, but since I was within walking distance of a clean pair of jeans it didn't bother me. I walked home, got dry clothes and walked right back, less than five minutes. Truthfully I'll never forget that night, or my stupidity and frankly, I doubt I'll be spinning around for no apparant reason any time soon.