Okay, I don't know about FUN, but I'm into alliteration this week. Freaky was just not on my horizon today, and Pay It Forward Friday has been scarfed up by CJ Ellison, who is generously editing submissions and helping us noobs figure out how to be better writers. I'm up next friday...ack!
My laptop had to go to the clinic for a few days, and I've had a million kids things to do, so haven't had much time to write. My dad is having an aortic valve replacement next week, which is scaring me a little bit now that the surgery has finally been scheduled. He has some complicating factors (as if being old and needing a new heart valve wasn't enough) and it's all starting to sink in and freak me out a bit. But hopefully the new fan for the laptop will be installed in time for me to hunker down in the waiting room and do some writing while Dad is being well cared for.
I wanted to share some thoughts on recent entertainments I've experienced lately. Over the holidays we had our first, possibly annual, Badly Behaved Celebrity Film Festival, and the 2010 winner was Charlie Sheen. I bought each of the kids a DVD and we made it through Major League, but didn't get to Young Guns or Navy Seals yet. I am really excited to see Navy Seals again, because when I saw it the first time, I didn't really appreciate the strength and skill required to maintain nicely blow-dried and gelled hair while saving the world.
But boy howdy, look at the size of that gun! I sure hope Charlie can get his stuff together in real life, because he just has the best jaw ever, doesn't he? I have managed to fall back in love with Rob Lowe and Robert Downey Jr., so maybe Charlie can win me back, too.
I have to confess, I watched a full ten minutes of Jersey Shore on two separate occassions recently. As the absolute best example of Train Wreck Television out there, I am working my way up to fifteen minutes at a time, unless someone can come and stop me. I think The Situation may be the love child of Paulie Shore and Madonna. O. M. G. What idiots! But nice abs.
Finally, some entertainment that I can recommend unequivocably, and that is Goodnight Tweetheart by Teresa Medeiros.
I am especially susceptible to a Twitter storyline, since I have just started learning how to tweet. But even without my love of Tweeting to prejudice me, I think I would love this book. It's not deep and desperately thought provoking. It's a really great little romance, however.
Goodnight Tweetheart is the story of an Oprah's Book Club author who is trying to write her second novel but is closer to becoming a crazy cat lady. She starts Tweeting at the behest of her publicist and connects with a college professor who teaches her the finer points of tweeting. He's funny, she's funny, they go on virtual dates. There are alot of great cultural references, most of which I got (yay!). Abby and Mark begin each conversation with a "What are you wearing" question, and the answers begin to reveal alot about the state of minds of the MC's. And they end with a "Goodnight someone-with-cultural-significance" back and forth.
There was only one jarring note for me, and that occurred when we went right from a bittersweet visit with Abby's mother to a major plot point. I would have liked a chapter to recover, but it didn't wreck the book for me. I finished it this morning while waiting at the bus stop with my daughter; and she had the opportunity to get in my face and say, "ARE YOU CRYING? OMG, MOM, YOU ARE CRYING!" I do not take this child to Nicholas Sparks movies with me any more, but I will probably give her this book to read. Yeah, it didn't have any sex in it. Just a few references, nothing I wouldn't let my teenager read. And I love it anyway!