I do so love a happy ending

Where to start, eh? Perhaps I’ll start with the shocking announcement – Kristen has won me over, she redeemed Bella for me. Well a bit anyway; still hating book Bella, just got a new found respect for Kristen’s portrayal of her. I got lost in the story rather than just being plain angry at the screen each time she appears.

It wasn’t just Stewart, the overall acting was just improved immensely (apart from Rob, but we’ll get to that a little later) Jasper didn’t look in constant pain, even if the look he gives when he smells the blood did make me laugh at the silliness of it. Surely going to a mixed school he’d be used to smelling blood now and again, if you know what I mean?!

There was some corniness alright, but I was so pleased with the visuals of the film I could easily forgive. The earthy, vibrant colours were stunning. I wanted to be Victoria as she ran, barefooted through that forest as her wild, red hair flew behind her in the wind. That was easily my favourite non-Sheen scene in the film. That and the pan of the camera as

I suck!

Meh! I don’t know what is wrong with me lately. Try as I might I can’t seem to get pen and paper to work in unison.

I have this story, it’s nowhere near original but its there, stuck in my head, rolling around and evolving. It’s in my dreams, it’s in my daydreams, it’s just not coming out onto the page. I’ve never had this problem before so I don’t know whats going on.

I would change tactics, type it up rather than my usual pen and paper job, but my sight has gotten to the stage that I am sorry I got the damn surgery done. Not only constant headaches but actual pain in my left eyeball itself. It feels like someone is pressing down hard on it. I’m now trying to avoid online and the PC screen more, avoiding reading and television screens too. I am not a happy bunny!

The only thing that’s keeping me sane is these characters that I have now fallen in love it. I can’t seem to let them go and I’m doing them a great disservice by being an inadequate writer. I always seem to be lacking in something. I develop character depth, I lose imagery. I develop emotion, I lose a non bias opinion. Grrr!! Why can’t I seem to write in all the elements thats needed, instead of losing out when I try to incorporate something else.

My Aro sense is tingling

Call me crazy, I’d agree, but I am going to be forking out even more money for the Twilight saga.

Luckily I’m am sponging off the government so it’s not exactly ‘hard-earn’ cash I am removing from my jeans pocket and adding to the large pile of cash Summit are going to make with the latest film. That’s not the crazy part.

Crazy part is: I’m looking forward to it. It’ll probably only be about five minutes of screen time, no doubt it will seem like an eternity with Kristen Stewart’s annoyingly bad “acting” though, but I can’t wait to see Michael Sheen play Aro.

…speechless…

I’ve just seen the first released deleted scene from Half Blood Prince. Oh. My. God. Why wasn’t that kept in?

Being the Harry Potter nut that I am I obviously own a copy of the original soundtrack of Half blood Prince, In Noctem is by far my favourite. Such haunting, beautiful, soulful tune. Now we have a scene to go with it that’s just as stunning.

Not one word was uttered by Alan Rickman’s Snape but, oh dear God, your eyes fill and your heart breaks. Darkness is descending on Hogwarts and Snape is left alone to face what he has to do. Is it Dumbledore on his mind or is Lily in there also?

This is going to haunt my dreams tonight. They should have kept it in. I didn’t cry nearly enough for the loss of our beloved Dumbledore but this scene is so powerful I would have been bawling into my popcorn and drying my eyes on my coke cup.

To view it check it out here: http://video.the-leaky-cauldron.org/video/1354

…carry my soul into the night…I never will forget, never will forget…

Twas 20 years ago today…

Sargent Pepper told the band to pla…no wait, that’s not right.

Twenty years ago today the Berlin Wall fell. Apparently my dad spent years praying for it to fall. He is neither German nor has any ties to German ancestry (a shame, if you ask me. I’ve always loved Germany for some reason, even going so far as teaching myself German when I was ten. It was short lived, however, when my mam through out all my notes) but that just shows the impact the wall had on not only the nation it kept apart, but most nations throughout the world.

Team Aro

I can’t help it. I love this man. He brightens up a dull Sunday evening.

One Year

Well, well, well. Today shall be my one year anniversary writing on here.

Feels a hell of a lot longer than just one year. Perhaps I should look back over my time here…perhaps not; there’s a documentary about the Berlin wall starting.

It’s also depressing to look back. One year, nothing new. Still no job. No life. No luck. And a pair of glasses. What I do have different is a scar and a three inch bolt in my leg that gets unbelievably sore now the cold weather has kicked in. I can’t believe I’m going to be stuck with this pain in my leg now each winter for the rest of my life.

New Layout

It has been a while since I changed the layout and that other one - which I liked when I first put it up – was doing my head in. Too round. Too squashed. I’m liking this one…for the present.

It came down to this *waves arms about in a ‘dolly girl on variety show’ way* or the INove one. As you can probably guess, this one won out. Well, it is November and Christmas is fast approaching, so why not go for the one with the Christmas trees and the flying Santa.

You can’t go wrong with a flying Santa!

Yeeeahh…that’s not gonna happen

NaNoWriMo loves me, apparently. Well, so says the title of the confirmation email I got off them.

I don’t think they’ll be too give-ish with the love if they realised; it ain’t gonna happen. Not this year anyway. I know it’s still early November and technically I’ve only missed seven out of the designated thirty days of writing, but I know I just won’t get the time this month to dedicate myself to writing.

Every little may help but it goes back to my main problem this year: eye sight. It may not seem like I’m trying to stay away from the computer/Internet but I am. When bored it’s the main thing I turn too, so it is hard. Radio or TV is what I have in the background but surfing is the new past time. (It’s like being a school kid again, doing homework while one eye roams to the TV screen or I suddenly burst into song at my favourite part in the song.)

Now what I am trying to do is go the ways of yore, by turning to pen and paper. None of this fancy-shmancy typing malarkey. Good old fashioned ink and parchment. I like scribbles! I like sketching crappy little images of what I picture in my head. Computers don’t give you that luxury. That’s why my word count on my NaNoWriMo account will probably stay at 0. And why my bin will be full to the rim of crumpled-up paper.

So fickle

Something bleeding wrong with me?!

I’ve just joined livejournal. If I haven’t already enough stuff to be getting on with online as it is. A lot of stuff to check up on and bad eyes I probably should be resting. *sigh* Now I’m just adding to my ‘online duties’. Although, saying that, I always seem to cut lose something else.

I put facebook and bebo together as they’ve two things in common for me: 1. I was one of the first in Ireland to join up on both sites and 2. I rarely used them and really only go on every now and again. Facebook being a bit more popular though.

It began with bebo but that got quickly knocked aside when the friends I use it to stay connected too joined facebook. So bebo is gone, facebook is in.

Myspace and WordPress. These I group together for the simple reason; the blogging feature.

I loved myspace. Out of the holy trinity (bebo, facebook, myspace) Myspace has always been my favourite for features, layout and all round pouring out my soul to the masses online (actually that should that be minors since I’m probably the only one who ever reads anything I write). It got kinda side-tracked though when I began this page as I wanted to try dedicate as much time on here as I could. I felt it was time to start trying to spell and write correctly. I couldn’t do that on myspace as I couldn’t write too much of myself there. This place offers a lot more aninomaty that myspace did.

RHCP offical BBS, Invisible-Movement forums and Leaky Cauldron are next to be grouped.

The BBS was my first home away from home. The friends I found there I still love and adore. We had fun in our make believe world of living under the sea with Flea. Then they changed host and it never seemed the same. Come to think of it, it’s been a while since I last checked that place out. Maybe they are with a better host now and I could re-discover a long lost friend?

When that changed host I relegated myself to just the Ramparts section. That quickly got annoying (the layout, I mean) so I stumbled upon Invisible-Movement. For some reason everyone in Ramparts seemed to jump on the ”give Iva hell bandwagon” apart from myself and she PM’ed to say thanks. I didn’t even realise until she said it, talk about being self absorbed. Thank goodness I did, thank goodness she did, because I-M is easily the best John Frusciante site online.

Of course I’m still there, still need my Fru fix every now and again, just not that often. My obsessions change every few years as I’ve always been flighty and my latest one is, of course, Harry Potter. Leaky came along to feed that growing curiosity.

When I was asked to moderate it coincided with my eyes getting done, I’ve had to cut back on most things that happen to appear on a brightly lit screens sadly, so the majority of what I can do now online is limited to here and Leaky.

I don’t know how I can fit livejournal in. Not sure if it will knock off something else or it will just become a non-starter like so many other sites. Now that’s a long list! And one for another days post.