My Dating life, OR lack thereof.

DING DONG THE BELLS ARE RINGING

I have never felt my lack of romantic relationship so much as when my little sister innocently assumed that I would have a date to her upcoming wedding. . . in December. . . of THIS year!

Me who is in the midst of my “single” year.  (knowing you are going to move states mid-year AND start a new job made me decided on New Years that I would take this year for myself.)

When I laughed and said that one of my best friends will be my “date” she seemed perplexed.

But honestly it is nearing the beginning of September, and while I am open to dating, I am not exactly putting myself out there.

If I so happened to find a great guy with in the next week and we became serious, I STILL wouldn’t be comfortable with having him attend my  sister’s wedding a mere 3 months later, a thousand miles away, with ALL of my extended family in attendance. (Talk about pressure!)

The other reason I am perfectly happy being dateless to this wedding,  is that I am (FINALLY) a Bridesmaid, and not just one in a line of them, but the Maid of Honor. And from the relentless calls, texts, emails, and messages covering topics from gifts to flowers to my dress I can honestly say I take this honor seriously. I don’t want a date present that would need me for those pesky introductions, random dances, and interference when the alcohol is flowing. I want to be totally focused on the BRIDE. (yup that’s you tori.)

Some other occurrences that has made my status as a single woman so blatantly obvious, is that almost everyone I have been interacting with is in a relationship. (Except for my two best friends- but maybe that’s why we are still really good friends)

·         My very own twin brother is still not divorced from his (ill-timed, and inconceivable) shotgun marriage.

·         My mom is going to wed her 4^th husband, (a very nice man) at the end of September.

·         My little sister, only 19, is getting married in December.

·         One of my coworkers is married

·         And the other one is going to be in January.

Needless to say at the end of the day I feel slightly awkward going to my own apartment, alone.

But in the words of the great Kelly Clarkson

                “Doesn’t mean I’m lonely when I am alone.”

Plus I LOVE having my own space. . . :D

When great books become eh movies. . .

I was perusing the upcoming film list and I must ask- are we as a society losing our creativity? Or are we simply taking the easy road to imagination?

 Because most of these movies are either

A)     being adapted from already successful  books.

B)      Sequels to movies no one thought would be a success

C)      Or old movies being re-released in 3D

For instance:

Perks of being a Wallflower- original book published in 1999, read by yours truly in 2003.just now being made into a film

Resident Evil: retribution -> this is like the 5^th one in a series fast becoming BORING! Especially with the unoriginal plot that to me seems to just keep going on.

The re-release of Finding Nemo, (a movie which I absolutely love, adore and can quote) in 3D. Just so the audience can see this movie but with a new “experience.” The only difference I see is that things will be coming at you.

Side note: as a person who wears glasses more often than contacts I abhor the 3D experience, for the main reason is that those damn glasses never sit right over mine. Also I hate moments in the film where they purposely make things jump out at you JUST to remind you that the movie is indeed in 3D.

NOW

I am not saying that I absolutely hate EVERY movie to come out that has been based on a book, because there are books that just scream make me into a movie! But never has there been a movie that screams make me into a book!

I feel that people skip over the "reading" part and say to themselves "if it’s any good they will make a movie out of it." But in most cases the amazing detail, and one’s own creative interpretation of a book is simply lost in the main streamed simplified visualization that never lasts as long as you want?

For example I am of a generation that literally grew up with Harry Potter. I read every book within days of it coming out, and I along with many others attended every midnight premiere I could.

But of course there is the one common criticism whenever someone cuts up 600+ pages into a 2.5 hour film à details get cut, side characters never make it to casting, and the movie goers who haven’t read the books get a watered down version of a masterpiece.

ON THE FLIP SIDE

                No rom-com movie will or ever should be detailed out into a book, because come on who can take a decent sized book about a character who tracks down the guys who she has slept with, trying to find the one, just because she doesn’t want to pass that number? Uh not this girl.

                There will always be movies that are simply perfect in the film media, and require from me, an avid book-aholic the more in depth detail only a book could give. And then there will always be movies that for me need no accompanying book.

                My example is the film Death at a Funeral. (The British version, which incidentally is the original version as well. That is a rant for another time.) This film had just enough detail, depth to the characters, and dark humor, that at the end of the movie, I couldn’t imagine it being portrayed any other way. (I highly recommend you watch it.)

                But what if I had read a book that this film was based upon first? Would it have changed my views? Would the two brothers even want the same career?

THE END

All I really wanted to impart is that 99.9% of the time the book is better than the movie.

So read the book, encourage you kids to read the books before watching the movies.

                Let them imagine what the characters look like not be shown by Hollywood standards.

And remember if you publish a novel it may take over a decade for it to make it to the big screen. So don’t let that be your end goal.

~Tricia

Writing just to clear the head.

Starting a blog. . .

For those of you who know me in various degrees, and have seen me in the last 4 to 5 years, have probably noticed that I tend to carry a very large bag with lots of things in it. The most important thing in that bag isn’t my phone, or even wallet it’s my journal.

 

Ever since I was young I have been trying to write regularly in some form of diary, journal, and even a memoir. However after filling up my last journal and starting a new one, I have realized that while my journal contains some very intimate things, there are more anecdotes about the things going on in my life, and also random rants more than anything.

With the start of my new job and an ever increasing access to the internet, I have decided to start a blog. Mind you this blog will contain a randomness that I have been told I excel at.

 

A few topics I will try to cover in the next few days that have been crowding my mind

 

            Movies vs books.

           

            The new Freshman.

 

Celebrating your birthday: at an age where sleeping outweighs drinking & you know no one in this new city.

 

As a side note I have a very interesting family that has been through it all, so I will also be chronicling some of their shenanigans, (with their permission of course).

 

All in all I hope that this brings you closer, allows me to put down some of the ides that I have, and in the end creates a product people want to read.