I am in love with Gone with the wind. I have been since I read it for the first time. My mom had a translation of the book, and one holiday she brought it with her for me to read (This actually was the cause of me having a small tantrum since both my brother and my sister got new books, and I got that old copy. Nowadays, I love that it’s old though!). There are so many layers in Gone with the wind that every time I read it, I find something new to obsess about. But, being a teenage girl the romance between Scarlett and Rhett kept fascinating me…(And ooh! How my heart broke at the famous ‘ My dear, I don’t give a damn’!).
And now there’s finally some insight into Rhett! Meet Rhett, without Scarlett’s judgment, by meeting everybody who has shape Rhett in one way or another. The book covers his childhood, his dad, why he isn’t received in Charleston anymore and how he met Scarlett. And how his sister grew up, what his connection with Belle Watling is and how she got into her scene.
Rhett Butler’s People – Donald McCaig
Sometimes you read a book, simply you want to read something new and there isn’t another book nearby. Or at least no other books that seem to fit the mood. So you just read the book to pass the time. In this case, it did help that I’ve read other books by Arnon Grunberg and that the cover is bright yellow ( I just typed bright green, for some reason…).
Anyway, I was at my dad’s and they remodeled my old room. In style though, there is now a gigantic bookcase located on one side of ‘my’ room, filled with books and old diapositive films. So many books. So we (me and my boyfriend) spent some time looking at the books, and I picked this one. Funny story: when I asked whether I could borrow the book, I was told it was actually probably mine. Apparently, when my great aunt died I got all her books.
Besides the dinosaur mania, as explained here and here, I had a Disney phase. Which, just like the dinosaurs, is still lingering under the surface, but nowadays I’m more interested mostly the darker versions of the movies. I just like dark stories (Also one of the reasons I loved reading ‘Trainspotting’). Anyway. The lost boy isn’t actually that dark, but more gloomy and darker than the Disney version of Peter Pan. Shamefully I must admit that it’s been a while since I’ve seen the movie and that I’m only currently reading the original novel by J.M Barrie.
The story is Peter Pan is known by pretty much everyone, I assume. A young boy doesn’t want to grow up and lives in Neverland. He has a band of young boys, called the lost boys. In this novel the origin of Captain Hook is ‘ explained’, so he doesn’t exist yet, neither do Wendy and her brothers.
My last ‘weekly’ book talk (which I now alter to just ‘book talk’) was about Jurassic Park, and the nightmares I got from the book. I haven’t dug up my Brachiosaurus (yet), I also haven’t started studying dinosaurs for real, but I did look up dino-suits. And they are awesome. It started with a youtube movie of a T-rex jumping in a boat (see here), which lead to me and my colleague laughing for 5 minutes and then me looking up other dino-suits. Turns out there are also suits for the Diplodocus (I’m serious, I need that).
So obviously, reading Jurassic Park has fueled my dino-loving side enough that it’s willing to come out again. It also helps that my colleagues are nerds like me who also watch all the movies, and with the new one coming out we talk about it. I also ordered the second book, the lost world.
That’s the word. The blank screen in front of me is judging me, calling me out to finally […]
Literally, because I’ll talk you back to my childhood for a bit. There are phases in life you
grow out of, like wanting to be like Barbie and live in my little pony world. There are some you never grow out, like freaking out when there is a cat because omg that’s a cat and it needs cuddles. And then there are the phases you kinda forget until something reminds you. Like how I was into dinosaurs when I was younger and used to carry a brachiosaurus around (a toy one, mind you). Somewhere in my dino-phase, I went to see one of the Jurassic Park movies in the cinema and it freaked me out. Everything with people being hunted makes me uneasy. So I stopped watching the big screen and watched the movie in a reflection because small dinosaurs hunting people are less frightening, and stuck with Dinosaur, the Disney movie.
A while ago I found this book in my dad’s bookcase. Before that I didn’t realize it was a book, I knew of the movie (never saw it though), and just never thought it was based on a book. How ignorant of me! Anyway, since I’d heard of the movie (more specifically of Mia Farrow’s haircut on ANTM) I needed to read it asap. So I did!
I think pretty much everybody knows the basics of the story: A girl named Rosemary is married to a guy named Guy, who is a struggling actor, and moves into the Bramford. Here they meet the Castavets, a strange elderly couple and life will never be the same again
With the last two book talks, I tried to make something of the title. With this one, however, the title of the book says it all. It’s weird. Maybe it’s some dialect I’m not familiar with, and maybe it’s because I’m so used to ‘Gone with the wind’, but ‘The wind done gone’ makes me giggle everytime I think of it. Love the title, like the book but it’s weird. Although the book is mostly fun to read because it’s in the same time as Gone with the wind and I’m a big fan, it raises some awareness about a bigger issue: how little you know of the servants in Gone with the wind. A diary written by one of the slaves on a plantage is interesting at least, but it could have been executed better for more impact.
So last week I shared my plan for the weekly book talks with you, and this week I didn’t write one. Off to a great start, this is! I wanted to take the week to write it, think it over, rewrite, think it over again, but I couldn’t decide what book to choose. I didn’t want to pick an old book or a Dutch book and I wanted something original to say about the book. So I looked at my pile of books, eliminated all that didn’t fit these criteria and ended up with zero books to write about. In the end, I’ve decided to talk about the last book I read: ‘Anna’ by Niccolò Ammaniti, an Italian writer. The main reason I read this book was the title, my name is Anna as well and I like (pretty much) anything with my name.
With trying to bring some new life into my blog, but also with working a full-time job I don’t have the time to write original stories as much as I like. But I read a lot and finish a lot of books so I can (try to) write about that! This piece has been in the making for over a week since I couldn’t figure out why I didn’t like it that much, so maybe I’ve overestimated my ability a bit…