Welcome &byladies and gents to this week’s coffee share. It’s going to be a quick one for two reasons: 1) I’m typing this on my phone, so my apologies for any errors and 2) I’m in the hospital.
So let’s just jump right into it. I was supposed to be participating in several challenges NaNoWriMo and NaBloPoMo as well as an Instagram challenge and I was ready – for the most part.
Anyway Wednesday, November 1 rolls around and I’m awakened around 3am with pain in my abodomen. I rule it as gas and take something for it. It doesn’t work. And it gets worse. I head off to Urgent Care and leave horribly disapponted in their inability or unwillingness to help. I go back home and after a while I decide I have to get this looked at properly. The pain is so bad I can’t even stand up straight.
Get to the hospital and they are on it. Within 6 hours the doctors have an idea, but need to consult a gastroenterologist first. Well, according to all involved I had not only a bowel blockage but a twisted colon too.
They admit me for observation and to try one other thing. The other thing didn’t work. And head down for a flouroscopy not as uncomfortable as a colonoscopy, so I hear. After that I head straight off to surgery to be disected and put back together again.
I’ll be away from the interwebs at least until this time next week. Because well i’ll still be in the hospital and it’s not real easy typing a blog post on your phone.
So till then!
- P.S. I’m feeling so much better.
The Friday 56 is a weekly meme hosted over at Freda’s Voice. The rules are simple and go something like this.
1. Grab a book, any book.
2. Turn to page 56 or 56% in your eReader (If you have to improvise, that’s ok.)
3. Find any sentence, (or a few, just don’t spoil it)
4. Post it. Continue reading
Wednesday’s Lyrics is back!
I’m kind of addicted to Macklemore’s “Downtown” and as I was YouTube searching I came across an interview with Macklemore and Ryan Lewis on the Ellen Degeneres show and they were talking about a song called “Same Love.”
So, I did a YouTube search for that and thought about a friend of mine who just last week told me he and his longtime boyfriend were getting married. I was so happy to hear it. “It’s about time,” was my response. Continue reading
Top Ten Book To Movie Adaptations I’m Looking Forward To or Ten Book To Movie Adaptations I Still Need To Watch
I’m always a little slow on the uptake when it comes to the latest movies perhaps it’s because I rarely watch TV or maybe it’s because I refuse to pay those astronomical ticket prices for something I’m sure I’ll wish I had my money back less than halfway throughout the movie or perhaps it’s because Hollywood keeps recycling the same old tired crap or maybe it’s all the above.
Having said that there are a handful of movies I’d like to see that began their humble beginnings as books.
- The Lovely Bones
- The Fault in Our Stars
- The Perks of Being a Wallflower
- Gone Girl
- One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest
- Lord of the Flies
- The Giver
- To Kill a Mockingbird
Now mind you although I’d like to see the movie, I shall haven’t read the books, and I refuse to see the movie before I’ve read the book. It’s a rule of mine. It’s rather psychosomatic I know. I feel if the movie is crap than there’s a good chance the book will be too and won’t read it. But I could be wrong.
Hi all just in case you I decided to take up the National Blog Posting Month (NaBloPoMo) challenge this month by posting my thoughts on a few novellas. You can read about my challenge here and see the books I’ll be reading throughout 30 days.
So on to the challenge. Enjoy and I hope you’ll share thoughts, too or I’ve at least inspired you to give it a go.
Title: Memories of My Melancholy Whores
Author: Gabriel Garcia Marquez
Translated: 2005 by Edith Grossman
Format: Hardback, 115 pages
Genre: Magical Realism
Publisher: Alfred A. Knopf, New York
Release Date: 2006
As I was compiling my NaBloPoMo reading list, I wanted to make sure it was as diverse. I was acquainted with Gabriel Garcia Marquez from One Hundred years of Solitude, but had never read any of his other works. Memories of My Melancholy Whores popped up during my search for novellas by Spanish authors. I read the description and was quite intrigued.
The narrator as well as his “love” go unnamed. Marquez is very descriptive to the point where you can feel yourself lying naked in a hammock in the sweltering heat. One of my favorite descriptions is on one occasion that he meets her. Continue reading