Out Today
I am filled with fire, words of silver flow from my fingertips and burn on to the page. At least in my imagination.
Saw Superman Returns today. it was... what is the word I am looking for? Happier than I was hoping for. Always found Superman himself fairly boring as superheroes go. But at least the first half of the film was telling a good story about his isolation from the world. The whole 'world needs superman/saviour' was annoying. But still somewhat powerful (so disappointed in myself). It was a long movie but still too short. I think it was better than X3 but V for Vendetta is still by far the best I've seen all year.
Continuing with tradition I picked up a couple of new books after the show. Today it was Neil Gaiman's Coraline and Century Rain by Alastair Reynolds. Almost grabbed a four-in-one of Le Guin's Earthsea novels too but held off because I thought they might be part of the fantasy masterworks line (they aren't). See, if they just had the decency to have the book I was after one of this would have happened. Oh, and I read the back cover blurb of Eragon again and now I have another novel to write (it was the final straw).
Evening is still my favourite time of day, the sky dusted with colour and the air chilling. Roads twinkle and shine after rain and the cloud-wreathed moon had a glowing halo, winter bare trees stark against the sky looking like branching fingers of coral.
(too much? yess)
Saw Superman Returns today. it was... what is the word I am looking for? Happier than I was hoping for. Always found Superman himself fairly boring as superheroes go. But at least the first half of the film was telling a good story about his isolation from the world. The whole 'world needs superman/saviour' was annoying. But still somewhat powerful (so disappointed in myself). It was a long movie but still too short. I think it was better than X3 but V for Vendetta is still by far the best I've seen all year.
Continuing with tradition I picked up a couple of new books after the show. Today it was Neil Gaiman's Coraline and Century Rain by Alastair Reynolds. Almost grabbed a four-in-one of Le Guin's Earthsea novels too but held off because I thought they might be part of the fantasy masterworks line (they aren't). See, if they just had the decency to have the book I was after one of this would have happened. Oh, and I read the back cover blurb of Eragon again and now I have another novel to write (it was the final straw).
Evening is still my favourite time of day, the sky dusted with colour and the air chilling. Roads twinkle and shine after rain and the cloud-wreathed moon had a glowing halo, winter bare trees stark against the sky looking like branching fingers of coral.
(too much? yess)