Okay, I finished Breaking Dawn last night, and while I wasn’t overly happy with the story, I’m okay with the book. I like that Stephanie Meyer wrote a happy ending, because while some of us are sitting there, scratching our heads or screaming or whatever, Meyer let us know that no matter how bad something might get, a happy ending is an option.

This is the same thing as Harry Potter, I mean, you start reading a series and are drawn to particular characters. And something happens and they might die (which happened in Harry Potter and made me cry something FIERCE), or they might be wounded, or they might never been the same…and you’ve spent years of your life (and 7 books) getting close to these people. And then there’s an ending, which is somewhat happy and somewhat bittersweet.

Meyer’s series only had four books (not sure if there’s another in the works), and for that I’m grateful. I was able to appreciate the characters on my own terms, and I didn’t spend years saying ‘Oh my gosh, wouldn’t it be perfect if this happens?’

Now, comes the plot ideas I THOUGHT I would get in Breaking Dawn, but didn’t.
1. Jacob ends up with cougar Renee (which would have rocked the casbah) because he can’t have Bella. And they run off to somewhere far away where she exploits the crap out of his talents and superstrength. They end up living in a crappy motel in Vegas, she smokes and he’s got a beer gut… Yeah, THAT’S Twilight fanfic I can read!
2. Bella keeps pushing Edward off the ‘turn me undead, baby’ and she ends up dying as she’s having the baby. HOWEVER, she’s a tortured soul and haunts him and such, so he can still play the tormented loner.
3. At the last minute before death, someone runs up and attacks Bella (probably Leah) and says to Jacob, ‘Now you can have her!’ and Bella’s suddenly a werewolf and has super healing powers and everything’s shiny.
4. The baby turns out to be the green eyed boy Bella kept dreaming of (not the evil one), and turns out to be their doom, killing those darn pacifists.
5. The baby would have a cool name (not Rennesme). When I was younger, I will admit I had some weird name choices, like Vesper Gwenivere… For some reason (I think it was after Lloyd Alexander’s female Indiana Jones character), I LOVED the name Vesper.
6. Someone goes psycho and kills Charlie, which prompts Bella to do an about-face Carrie move. Even though I like Charlie, I just kept thinking something was going to happen to him.
7. Charlie and that lady who keeps cooking for him get all serious and he turns wolfie… Again, I like Charlie (okay, haven’t really been given anything to hate Charlie), but I just got that Star Trek ‘we’re going to a planet to take on a hostile, let’s take a nameless crew member to round out the planetside personnel!’ feeling from him.

I mean, I really respect Stephanie Meyer for getting published and getting her name out and creating a product that people can really get behind. She’s like the anti-Dan Brown…you know, because she actually has some talent. And I think she’s probably a super person, and I wish her well in her further endeavors. And she inspired me to write last year’s NaNo, so all is good. And I will probably end up writing her a letter telling her that I really think she’s a good writer and that I can’t wait to see what’s next.

GothamGal shares her entry for the transparency challenge on Two Peas in a Bucket.
Featuring Mom, it goes through the photos of her life as well as the techniques used.
My first dabbling with transparencies went well!

I made a little mini book, featuring pics of my mom!

Here it is!

What I got in the mail today.... Seriously awesome!

Bookroomreviews is having a contest, and you could win free books! Check it out!

Rennesme Carlie...

Seriously?

I mean, seriously?

I can see why enchantedonyx likened it to fan fiction. That name. It annoys me! 

5 Things you may not know about me!

This is all about me today.

The BF is home and we went to go see it tonight...
About 45 minutes into the movie, the reel unwinds and we got our money back. While waiting for the refund, we saw the biggest cockroach ever (about the size of my hand from 20 feet away).

Maybe no more patronizing the local theatre for us.

We'll hit a matinee this weekend.

Batman is still HAWT....

/fangirl

STOP, and go see The Dark Knight.

And I'm mildly interested... Normally the BF watches it and I walk out of the room all disinterested...

Is this personal growth, or perhaps just a symptom of the huge cut I got from the candle a bit ago???

I'm going to work on a portfolio site, however, that means that I have to redesign the site that's up there, write out my resume, take pictures for use in icons and finally put it all together.

The worst thing, though, is going to be writing about me. I have to present myself in an interesting (and sane) manner. And I think I'll probably need a picture of myself. 
::Hard Swallow::
Yeah, a picture of myself. That alone is making me drag my cute, three-inch heels.
 I don't think I've had a picture, a formal-ish picture, taken of me since my days in high school. And of the twenty poses, I only liked one. There were some mistakes in those poses, like the theatre one where I look like Lady Ophelia during the mad scene. Or the one where I'm in green jeans (it was the 90s, people) and a Lillith Fair t-shirt (the ONE PICTURE my mother decided to have blown up and put in a frame where everyone in the house can see it). Or the closeup where I'm laid out in my dress over white fur and wearing my mother's wedding ring from her marriage to my father (that's the one my father loves).

I can think of two good pictures of me since then. One has a jerk who will remain nameless cropped out of it, and the coloring is off (I look like a smurf). The other was taken in my dormroom and I'm in a cute little black dress, but my eyes look wonky and it was taken for Yahoo... 


Okay, I graduated in 98, so if I take the five, subtract the seven and divide by three....

THAT'S TEN YEARS....

Yeah, that would make sense because I got an invitation to go to a ten year reunion that I deftly tossed under a few piles of things on my to-do list. 

But seriously, I need a photo shoot?Eeek, that means curling my hair in Tinsley Mortimer inspired ringlets and dressing in my cute new black dress and pink eyelet sweater and charging my camera and the BF's camera. And then figuring out how to use the timer and then recoloring the images for maximum niceness.

I see a bunch of shots on two peas that I like, but it just seems like too much work. Then again, I need to have a portfolio...
Stay tuned to this journal, because chances are, I'll be taking some Gorgon-esque pictures and then having ya'll vote on which ones make me look employable...

While the BF watches 7 discs of Brisco County Jr, I've been watching Jack of All Trades.
Dude, I love me some Bruce Campbell. He's hilarious!

And the episode where he meets the Marquis de Sade? Priceless! I honestly never want to see a man dressed in head to toe leather unless he's participating in an S & M triathalon ever again!


What I've learned since the Bruce Campbell marathon: Bruce Campbell, under various aliases, has influenced a tremendous amount of history.

I made this for WSW (Worldwide Stamping Week). Yes, I painted cardstock with Twinkling H20s and then stamped on the image. Yes, I added three Prima flowers together and fastened them with a brad. 
No, it's not crooked in real life, it just so happens everything I scan on my All In One goes crooked. I attribute this to user error.
My sinuses are all wonky because of the weather change, but I will make an effort to check up on everyone once WSW is over (this weekend). Take care and stay crafty!
 

It's Scrapping, It's Crafting, It's all kinds of things!
Join GothamGal on her journey with a very quick and easy project--a Graduation Brag Book.