I am so close with my Genre project now. The bulk of my critique is written, I just need to do the boring stuff like reference and write a conclusion. Oh, and cut it down by a couple of hundred words. And draw one of my book covers.
My aim was to have it done by this weekend. I’m not positive that I’ll make it, but it shouldn’t be too many days afterwards. I won’t be able to do any coursework this weekend at all, what with my friend getting married on Saturday and my parents coming up Sunday to take me home for the hols. And do some cleaning. That reminds me, still need to pack. But before I do that I need to unpack the bits and bobs I shoved out of sight in bags and boxes when my agent was showing a potential tenant round my flat. That could take a while. Maybe I’ll do that Friday morning to take my mind off the Plath presentation. I don’t do public speaking, really I don’t. Just thinking about it gives me butterflies. I can’t believe I once fantasised about being a pop star. Ah well, we were all thirteen once …
I saw Oz: The Great And Powerful yesterday afternoon after my brain had lapsed. The cinema was practically empty, there was only two of us there, me and this older lady who chatted to me on the way out. Vue couldn’t have liked us much, she’d paid with a gift voucher and me by my Nectar points, so they didn’t actually make anything on that particular showing.
The film was good. I only really cringed once, and it was one of those scenes where the audience is supposed to cringe, and thankfully it didn’t last too long. It was visually impressive, even if it hadn’t been in 3D, and the plot twisted just enough to keep me interested without confusing me. I’ve seen the original two Oz films and read the first book but I wouldn’t say I’m overly familiar with Baum’s work (nice in-joke there at the beginning though, I noticed), so I spent a while trying to work out which witch was which (yep, that was deliberate). The black-and-white opening was a nice homage to the original Oz film, though I thought it could have been cut a bit, used less build-up to the tornado. The character of Oz struck a nice balance between my wanting to help him and wanting to slap him–not the character I was expecting. I’d give the film four and a half stars, though that could change after I have read the original story for myself.
I have to ask, the WordPress pros out there, I am still a newbie blogger and have yet to understand the difference between a tag and a category. As far as I can tell, they do the same thing? How does having both benefit an author/reader?
(PS: I don’t own the image, merely borrowing it for illustrative purposes.)
– What a red letter day is (and now I keep hearing the phrase everywhere …)
– Organising a Secret Santa is confusing if you’re brought in near the end and not told who hasn’t been given a name yet.
– What a fatigue life is in engineering. But I’ve forgotten now.
– Just because a laptop is brand new doesn’t necessarily mean it will always connect to the internet without problems.
– My mum was probably right in not letting me have a Furby when I was a kid. (Though if they ever bring out a version WITH an ‘Off’ switch, I am so getting one!)
– Pret a Manger is pretty nice. Probably good that I don’t live nearer one.
– How to connect a laptop to my TARDIS*.
*a.k.a my smartphone. If you saw it, you would know why I call it that.
– Space is beautiful. (Don’t believe me? Just Google image “nebula” and be awestruck.)
– If nothing comes out of the printer, the first thing to do is to check it’s actually turned on, rather than spend an hour trying to work out which cable has come unplugged.
– Squirrels like slides.
– It is (apparently) possible to organise a fundraising event with a budget of zero. (I’m still waiting for proof of this one.)
– If you can actually see a Great Bear in the sky, it’s time to worry.