Well, my "snow day" was fun. I got to play with the blower, shined my halo clearing two neighbor's driveways, and now most of the snow is melted, and for the moment, I'm content. My perversity my rise again before the end of May, however. Stay tuned.
I finally finished the Hunger Games Trilogy and I have to say that the last two books do not live up to the pace of the original book. The final book - "Mockingjay" - drags a whole lot. The adolescents versus the older adults becomes a darker theme, because some of the so-called "good" adults are deemed bad. The denouement is dragged out interminably, with green slime, blood and melting flesh. A fourteen year old would love it. I just got tired and was glad when I was done.The theme of young adult (read 'adolesecent') anger is heavily underlined. I'm waiting to see how many youth pick up on that, especially at election time.
I also finished Margaret Atwood's Massey Lectures - "Payback". The book is all about debt, and credit. She covers economics, psychology and theology, all very competently. And, she can write! Beautiful, mind-catching prose. Her grasp of the literature is overwhelming; her understanding of the interwoven themes of debt and credit is brilliant. The final chapter of the book, in which she takes "Scrooge Nouveau" through a contemporary tour of Christmas past, present and future, is masterful, powerful, and quite sobering.
I read the words of Jesus in the dramatic reading of the gospel in worship this Good Friday morning. It's quite a powerful thing to do, but it needs good dramatic readers to make it live. My partner in this project read quite well, I thought, but she read as though she was 'reading in church.' It needed an actor, telling the story to strangers, to make it sing. I tried to do my part that way, but was muted a bit by the answering voice. (Is that another way of saying, "it wasn't my fault?"
Quiet day today. I managed to help Beatrix extricate herself from a day of total chaos today, where she 'did' for everyone else, and got left with no time to do the things she needs to do for herself. I began to reflect on the fact that I can help her a lot as part of the meaning of my life these days. I am useful to her, because I love her. That helped me settle for the weekend as it is, her working most of the time.
However, dinner out tomorrow with Erin and Herbie! That will be a treat, and a joy. Enough for now.
I finally finished the Hunger Games Trilogy and I have to say that the last two books do not live up to the pace of the original book. The final book - "Mockingjay" - drags a whole lot. The adolescents versus the older adults becomes a darker theme, because some of the so-called "good" adults are deemed bad. The denouement is dragged out interminably, with green slime, blood and melting flesh. A fourteen year old would love it. I just got tired and was glad when I was done.The theme of young adult (read 'adolesecent') anger is heavily underlined. I'm waiting to see how many youth pick up on that, especially at election time.
I also finished Margaret Atwood's Massey Lectures - "Payback". The book is all about debt, and credit. She covers economics, psychology and theology, all very competently. And, she can write! Beautiful, mind-catching prose. Her grasp of the literature is overwhelming; her understanding of the interwoven themes of debt and credit is brilliant. The final chapter of the book, in which she takes "Scrooge Nouveau" through a contemporary tour of Christmas past, present and future, is masterful, powerful, and quite sobering.
I read the words of Jesus in the dramatic reading of the gospel in worship this Good Friday morning. It's quite a powerful thing to do, but it needs good dramatic readers to make it live. My partner in this project read quite well, I thought, but she read as though she was 'reading in church.' It needed an actor, telling the story to strangers, to make it sing. I tried to do my part that way, but was muted a bit by the answering voice. (Is that another way of saying, "it wasn't my fault?"
Quiet day today. I managed to help Beatrix extricate herself from a day of total chaos today, where she 'did' for everyone else, and got left with no time to do the things she needs to do for herself. I began to reflect on the fact that I can help her a lot as part of the meaning of my life these days. I am useful to her, because I love her. That helped me settle for the weekend as it is, her working most of the time.
However, dinner out tomorrow with Erin and Herbie! That will be a treat, and a joy. Enough for now.
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