I absolutely loved this tell-all (well...mostly tell all) memoir from Kevin Yee about his time spent in the Mouse Trap of Disneyland. For anyone like me who has ever thought about working for Disney, this is a must-read, as he tells the good, the bad, and the ugly. Even with all of the beans spilled, reading this book made me want to work for Disney even more than I already do. Although, even though I tend to focus on only the good, I am aware that Yee's time with Disney was from 1987-2002 and that the general operations of WDE have most certainly changed. What I hope hasn't changed is how the Cast Members are treated from within the organization. Yee was lucky enough to work at a time when the memory of Walt and all that he wanted his theme parks to embody was alive and well, even amongst people who did not ever even know Walt personally. I know that, should I ever make my way to Orlando to work for Disney, this spirit may have dissipated a bit, but I hope it never completely fades. That would be a sad day, indeed.
Mouse Trap was a wonderful addition to my Disney non-fiction reads. Thank you, Kevin, for sharing your stories and for reminding me why Walt was such a special man.
Happy reading, everyone!
-Dodie
Wednesday, April 22, 2015
Wednesday, April 1, 2015
#14: The Comfort of Lies by Randy Susan Meyers
I have been addicted to this book for two days. I couldn't read it fast enough and my regular life was getting in the way of reading, which as any avid reader knows is very frustrating. I even found that reading during commercials was not enough reading, so the TV was turned off for two days while I devoured this book. It's perfect for a beach bag or for a couple of days by the pool over the summer. Perfect!
The Comfort of Lies is the story of several characters: Tia, Nathan, Juliette, Caroline, Peter and Savannah/Honor. Their individual stories become very intertwined as the story evolves and by the end you can't remember where one story started and another ended. In fact the last two sentences of the book are: They were all connected. And in the oddest way, they had all become a family. So very true.
While you would not think that a book entitled The Comfort of Lies would be a reassuring story in any way, I feel oddly calm and at peace with my little life after having read this book. Tia, Juliette, and Caroline, the main female characters in this book, are all searching to find happiness in their lives. Perhaps part of the reason I feel the way I do about this book, and perhaps why I literally have spent every free moment over the past two days reading this book, is because I too, have been searching for happiness in my life recently. Life is so complicated sometimes and often what others see through the little window that we show the world isn't the whole story. I feel certain that my neighbors, who barely even know my name (and most don't at all), see The Whitt's not as we are (in constant motion and hardly crossing paths) but as a typical family of four who happen to keep their yard neat and who change their garden flags with the seasons. The truth is, life is hard, and we often keep this to ourselves. It is so reassuring to know that other women grapple with happiness, too.
Last year, I quit my full-time teaching job after 19 years. I thought it would be easy to walk away from this work--the demanding parents, the absurd amount of paperwork, the amount of work I did beyond the school day, trying to juggle school and home. It all seemed to make sense. I'd stop teaching and focus on my family. I'd do the errands during the school week so that Rob and I wouldn't have to juggle them on the weekends. Weekends could be for relaxing and for spending time as a family. I'd get the laundry done and the house cleaned and life would be good. Except it didn't really turn out that way. I ended up taking a part time teaching job to regain the sanity I had lost in little spurts while spending each and every day over the summer cleaning a house that I wasn't even sure that I liked (we moved in July) now that it was ours. All of those weekends dedicated to family time never happened because my teenage girls had friends they would rather hang out with and Rob was either traveling or trying to relax by playing golf or just sitting on the sofa decompressing. Nothing really worked like we thought it would. I found myself alone. The girls had a life, Rob worked around the clock, and I was alone. And very unhappy.
And I felt guilty. Guilty beyond words. Millions of wives/mothers would kill for the chance to not work, or even to work part-time so that they could take care of their families. What was wrong with me that this wasn't enough? Why did the praise of those demanding parents and the notes and pictures from classrooms full of five year olds matter more to me than the love of my husband and girls? Simply put, because those demanding parents and sweet children told me that I mattered. My family just assumed that I did what I did because I liked it and never needed to thank me, or tell me that what I was doing was important. Honestly, it was no fun getting used to what I now term "The New Normal." But I think, after almost 10 months of living it, I can say that I am beginning to see the beauty in this new life. I am beginning to see what a privilege it is to take care of my family, to make them my true #1 priority, not a close second to school and schoolwork. It makes me happy, finally, to do this work. And I am looking forward to doing this new work for a long time to come.
As a result of this personal reflection, I totally understand and empathize with Caroline as she struggles to enjoy motherhood. I get her guilt. And I understand the feelings of Juliette and Tia, too, as they struggle to find happiness in their lives. Why is it that we, as women, can't be happy with the things that would have made June Cleaver or Samantha Stevens fall over with happiness? Did the feminist movement ruin motherhood and being a wife for all modern women? I think the truth is, you have to do what feels right for you what is right for your family and you have to be strong enough to stand up for your right to be and do those things. Juliette did. Caroline did. Tia did (although my heart broke for Bobby, who loved her so much and just wanted to make her happy). And so did I. I have finally found peace and comfort in my own home. I know the direction my life will take over the next few years as Rob, officially today the new Controller for Markel Corp, works at a job that I am more than happy to support him in and as the girls prepare to leave for college (sniff, sniff). I am glad that I have been given the chance to spend these precious few years left with my girls and will be forever grateful to my extremely hard working husband who has provided so well for us that we can afford for me to never work full-time ever again. This is a rare gift, indeed, and I will no longer see it as a curse, but as a blessing. Because that's what my life is: a blessing.
The Comfort of Lies will, in a nerve-wracking way, make those who are married terrified that one day their marriage will crumble, and will cause those who are not married to wish they were. The marriages described in this novel are not perfect, not by any means, yet the partners love each other so fully and so completely, that with every page I read, I was reminded of why I married Rob in the first place (what a great thing for a book to do--remind us why we love and want to be loved in return). Then, I read these words:
Without him, her stability was missing. Friends described feeling that way after their parents died, but Juliette never found comfort or constancy with her mother or father. Only with Nathan had she found an emotional home.
Only with Rob had I found an emotional home. And God bless him, I often am emotional at the exact moment he wants to sleep, or play golf, or go to out of town. But he is my stability. He keeps me grounded and keeps me calm. He is truly my better half and I can not imagine living a single day as anything but his wife. I will always believe in my heart and in my mind that my Dad sent Rob to me--that my life happened the way that it did so that I would end up meeting Rob and falling in love. Not at first, but eventually....deeply, and completely. He saved me. He truly saved me. And, because he is my stability, my rock, the one I depend on completely, when he travels and is away from home, I often can't function as I do when he is at home. I forget my strength when he is gone and I crumble. I see now that this is part of the unhappiness I felt this year. I am not happy when Rob isn't home. But, I am going to have to learn, because with his new job he will be away from home now more than ever. I think I will search for strength in knowing that he wants me to do this new work and that the girls need me to do this new work. I will be strong for my family and I will rejoice in the times when we are all together. As all good mothers do, we do what we have to do for our family. Caroline did. Juliette did. Tia did. And so will I.
Read this one. It's amazing. Truly amazing. Top Ten amazing.
Happy reading everyone!
:) Dodie
The Comfort of Lies is the story of several characters: Tia, Nathan, Juliette, Caroline, Peter and Savannah/Honor. Their individual stories become very intertwined as the story evolves and by the end you can't remember where one story started and another ended. In fact the last two sentences of the book are: They were all connected. And in the oddest way, they had all become a family. So very true.
While you would not think that a book entitled The Comfort of Lies would be a reassuring story in any way, I feel oddly calm and at peace with my little life after having read this book. Tia, Juliette, and Caroline, the main female characters in this book, are all searching to find happiness in their lives. Perhaps part of the reason I feel the way I do about this book, and perhaps why I literally have spent every free moment over the past two days reading this book, is because I too, have been searching for happiness in my life recently. Life is so complicated sometimes and often what others see through the little window that we show the world isn't the whole story. I feel certain that my neighbors, who barely even know my name (and most don't at all), see The Whitt's not as we are (in constant motion and hardly crossing paths) but as a typical family of four who happen to keep their yard neat and who change their garden flags with the seasons. The truth is, life is hard, and we often keep this to ourselves. It is so reassuring to know that other women grapple with happiness, too.
Last year, I quit my full-time teaching job after 19 years. I thought it would be easy to walk away from this work--the demanding parents, the absurd amount of paperwork, the amount of work I did beyond the school day, trying to juggle school and home. It all seemed to make sense. I'd stop teaching and focus on my family. I'd do the errands during the school week so that Rob and I wouldn't have to juggle them on the weekends. Weekends could be for relaxing and for spending time as a family. I'd get the laundry done and the house cleaned and life would be good. Except it didn't really turn out that way. I ended up taking a part time teaching job to regain the sanity I had lost in little spurts while spending each and every day over the summer cleaning a house that I wasn't even sure that I liked (we moved in July) now that it was ours. All of those weekends dedicated to family time never happened because my teenage girls had friends they would rather hang out with and Rob was either traveling or trying to relax by playing golf or just sitting on the sofa decompressing. Nothing really worked like we thought it would. I found myself alone. The girls had a life, Rob worked around the clock, and I was alone. And very unhappy.
And I felt guilty. Guilty beyond words. Millions of wives/mothers would kill for the chance to not work, or even to work part-time so that they could take care of their families. What was wrong with me that this wasn't enough? Why did the praise of those demanding parents and the notes and pictures from classrooms full of five year olds matter more to me than the love of my husband and girls? Simply put, because those demanding parents and sweet children told me that I mattered. My family just assumed that I did what I did because I liked it and never needed to thank me, or tell me that what I was doing was important. Honestly, it was no fun getting used to what I now term "The New Normal." But I think, after almost 10 months of living it, I can say that I am beginning to see the beauty in this new life. I am beginning to see what a privilege it is to take care of my family, to make them my true #1 priority, not a close second to school and schoolwork. It makes me happy, finally, to do this work. And I am looking forward to doing this new work for a long time to come.
As a result of this personal reflection, I totally understand and empathize with Caroline as she struggles to enjoy motherhood. I get her guilt. And I understand the feelings of Juliette and Tia, too, as they struggle to find happiness in their lives. Why is it that we, as women, can't be happy with the things that would have made June Cleaver or Samantha Stevens fall over with happiness? Did the feminist movement ruin motherhood and being a wife for all modern women? I think the truth is, you have to do what feels right for you what is right for your family and you have to be strong enough to stand up for your right to be and do those things. Juliette did. Caroline did. Tia did (although my heart broke for Bobby, who loved her so much and just wanted to make her happy). And so did I. I have finally found peace and comfort in my own home. I know the direction my life will take over the next few years as Rob, officially today the new Controller for Markel Corp, works at a job that I am more than happy to support him in and as the girls prepare to leave for college (sniff, sniff). I am glad that I have been given the chance to spend these precious few years left with my girls and will be forever grateful to my extremely hard working husband who has provided so well for us that we can afford for me to never work full-time ever again. This is a rare gift, indeed, and I will no longer see it as a curse, but as a blessing. Because that's what my life is: a blessing.
The Comfort of Lies will, in a nerve-wracking way, make those who are married terrified that one day their marriage will crumble, and will cause those who are not married to wish they were. The marriages described in this novel are not perfect, not by any means, yet the partners love each other so fully and so completely, that with every page I read, I was reminded of why I married Rob in the first place (what a great thing for a book to do--remind us why we love and want to be loved in return). Then, I read these words:
Without him, her stability was missing. Friends described feeling that way after their parents died, but Juliette never found comfort or constancy with her mother or father. Only with Nathan had she found an emotional home.
Only with Rob had I found an emotional home. And God bless him, I often am emotional at the exact moment he wants to sleep, or play golf, or go to out of town. But he is my stability. He keeps me grounded and keeps me calm. He is truly my better half and I can not imagine living a single day as anything but his wife. I will always believe in my heart and in my mind that my Dad sent Rob to me--that my life happened the way that it did so that I would end up meeting Rob and falling in love. Not at first, but eventually....deeply, and completely. He saved me. He truly saved me. And, because he is my stability, my rock, the one I depend on completely, when he travels and is away from home, I often can't function as I do when he is at home. I forget my strength when he is gone and I crumble. I see now that this is part of the unhappiness I felt this year. I am not happy when Rob isn't home. But, I am going to have to learn, because with his new job he will be away from home now more than ever. I think I will search for strength in knowing that he wants me to do this new work and that the girls need me to do this new work. I will be strong for my family and I will rejoice in the times when we are all together. As all good mothers do, we do what we have to do for our family. Caroline did. Juliette did. Tia did. And so will I.
Read this one. It's amazing. Truly amazing. Top Ten amazing.
Happy reading everyone!
:) Dodie
Monday, March 30, 2015
#13: Last One Home by Debbie Macomber
I have come to know and love Debbie Macomber's books over the years, mostly for her series of books: Cedar Cove, Blossom Street, Rose Harbor Inn. Last One Home, however, is a stand-alone book, independent of her series with brand-new characters.
Last One Home is the story of Cassie and her daughter, Amiee, as they work to build a new life together after Cassie decides to leave her abusive husband. While Cassie has two sisters, Karen and Nichole, she hasn't spoken to them since she ran off with Duke, her now ex-husband, many years before. She now finds herself in a place in her life where she needs her family and they need her and they reach out to one another in this touching story. Cassie also finds herself reaching out to a man, Steve, in Last One Home for the first time in a long time and this becomes as much of a struggle for her as learning to rely on her sisters once again.
Macomber's books have become some of my favorites because I always leave her books thinking that the world is a good place with good people in it. I do, however, always wish that I could read about these characters again (like, what happens to Nichole and Owen, or how does Garth's new career really work out for him, or how do Cassie and Steve end up?). I am a fan of sequels and perhaps that's why I love reading Macomber's books so very much. I always get to find out what happens next! If I keep my fingers crossed, maybe, just maybe, she will write a sequel to this book, too! You never know!
Last One Home is a wonderful book!
Happy reading, everyone!
:) Dodie
Last One Home is the story of Cassie and her daughter, Amiee, as they work to build a new life together after Cassie decides to leave her abusive husband. While Cassie has two sisters, Karen and Nichole, she hasn't spoken to them since she ran off with Duke, her now ex-husband, many years before. She now finds herself in a place in her life where she needs her family and they need her and they reach out to one another in this touching story. Cassie also finds herself reaching out to a man, Steve, in Last One Home for the first time in a long time and this becomes as much of a struggle for her as learning to rely on her sisters once again.
Macomber's books have become some of my favorites because I always leave her books thinking that the world is a good place with good people in it. I do, however, always wish that I could read about these characters again (like, what happens to Nichole and Owen, or how does Garth's new career really work out for him, or how do Cassie and Steve end up?). I am a fan of sequels and perhaps that's why I love reading Macomber's books so very much. I always get to find out what happens next! If I keep my fingers crossed, maybe, just maybe, she will write a sequel to this book, too! You never know!
Last One Home is a wonderful book!
Happy reading, everyone!
:) Dodie
Sunday, March 29, 2015
#12: The Nightingale by Kristin Hannah
My husband and I used to make weekly trips to Barnes and Noble that I always looked forward to each week. We'd spend about an hour browsing the shelves, finding new reads, and this is how I really built my book collection (a collection filled with both read and unread books). Lately, we have not had time for one reason or another to actually step foot into a read brick and mortar store, so I have been reading about the newest books in either my People magazine (my guilty pleasure) or in our local newspaper. It was in one of those two places that I learned that one of my favorite authors, Kristin Hannah, had written a new book called The Nightingale. Thanks to amazon.com, I had the book in two days.
I love Kristin Hannah's style of writing. She is descriptive to the perfect amount--you feel as though you truly know and understand the characters, but you are not given so much detail that you are wading through it trying to get to the most important information. The Nightingale, a book about two sisters (Vianne and Isabelle) and their lives during WW2, is told exactly in this rich, descriptive way that I have come to love and appreciate about Kristin Hannah. I left the story feeling attached to each character, feeling bit exhausted (of course, so were the characters), and feeling so grateful for the life I lead.
Vianne and Isabelle's story is set in France during the onset of WW2, although the first chapter opens the story in 1995 and returns to that year every so often, leading readers to understand that someone is recalling the details we read as a flashback. Vianne is married with a child, Sophie; Isabelle has been removed from yet another boarding school for her wild behavior. As the war progresses, we find Vianne's husband being send off to fight, her (and Isabelle's) father closing his bookshop and getting a job, and Isabelle yearning to fight against this war. It is this desire that leads her to become The Nightingale, a woman who leads over 100 servicemen back to their homes and back to fighting against the Germans. Neither her father nor her sister know that she has taken on this very dangerous job.
Unfortunately, since Isabelle chooses this path for her life, Vianne is left behind with her daughter Sophie, trying to make the best of a very bad situation. A German soldier takes residence in her home and actually is very kind to both her and Sophie, but one bad thing after another happens to Vianne and Sophie and their neighboring family anyway, making it a hard life to live for quite a while. When the second German comes to take up residence in the home, Vianne's life gets even more difficult. It is then that I had a hard time reading the book. It broke my heart and made me sick to my stomach all at the same time.
I won't tell you what happens in the story, although we all know how WW2 ended, so that won't be a huge surprise. What impacted me the most about this story was Vianne's story. Isabelle's work for the resistance was foreign enough for me that I could distance myself from her struggles and not become too emotionally involved. I could only imagine how scary her life was at times as she snuck from place to place, trying to escape the Germans, lying to get from one country to another. I was proud of her and fearful for her as I turned every page. But Vianne, the sister left behind who was just simply trying to be a teacher and a mother was the character I most related to in this book. And because in history classes you rarely get a glimpse into the lives of the ordinary women who were left to resume life as best as they could, Vianne's story was a new one for me. Her days of trying to find food and clothing, trying to teach children who wondered why they were in school at all, trying to help our friends who were French, but also Jewish, trying to stay strong when German soldiers lived in her home, ate her food, slept in her bed, and searched for The Nightingale was the storyline that most touched my heart and reminded me of how very lucky I am to be the woman I am in the years in which I have been blessed to live. Vianne's story was the one that left me in tears. Her story was the one that I could not imagine having to live. She was stronger than strong in so many ways. She was a nightingale of her very own. I doubt I could ever be that strong, if faced with a similar situation (which I hope to God never happens).
The more and more stories that I read that are set in the times of WW2 have impacted me more than I thought possible. As I have mentioned in post after post, I really did not learn much about WW1 or 2 in high school. We simply ran out of time to get more than just the basics. I am so glad that social studies curriculum has changed over the years and my girls are getting a much more in-depth view of this war and the people whose lives it ultimately changed forever. I am also beyond words happy that we live in a world that is much more tolerant and understanding than the one Vianne and Isabelle had to live in.
The Nightingale is an amazing story of the strength of two women at a time when strength was hard to come by. Read it. You won't be disappointed.
Happy reading, everyone!
:) Dodie
Friday, March 6, 2015
#11: The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel by Deborah Moggach
The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel was such a great book to read over two snow days. While it left me wondering what will really happen to me as I age, it also made me really want to visit India. Or, to be an Indian parent, as children there respect their aging parents and take care of them with love and dignity. This is certainly one way in which the the Indian culture is more advanced than here in America.
The novel's plot is simple and extremely entertaining and endearing: aging men and women, mostly women, from England, whose pensions are running out or running thin, find themselves traveling to Bangalore, India to live in The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel, a retirement community of sorts created by Ravi Kapoor and his cousin as a way to get Ravi's irritating father-in-law (Norman) out of his house. It doesn't take long to fall in love with the characters, even Norman, as they realize that this is what they have to do in order to continue on with their lives. They must move to India and they make the best of a bad situation--they become each other's new family.
I was so inspired by the positivity of these older folks and their determination that their life, while not the same as it was in England, could be just as good as it once was. I was so inspired that as soon as I finished the book, I downloaded the movie version and watched it on my iPad. ("The Second Best Exotic Marigold Hotel" begins playing in theaters today so I was anxious to see the first one before watching the second one). I have to admit that the book was so much better (SO MUCH BETTER) than the movie that I almost wished I hadn't watched the movie and I will probably wait for the second movie to come to HBO/Showtime before watching it. I do wish that the sequel had been a book first so I could read it instead of watching it, but sadly, it's only a movie.
I think this story, while seemingly covering a heavy topic, is presented in such a light way that this would be a good book to devour at the beach or the pool over the summer. The characters are so sweet and adorable and just plain good. They are the sort of people you wish you knew.
The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel is a feel-good read.
Happy reading, everyone!
-Dodie
The novel's plot is simple and extremely entertaining and endearing: aging men and women, mostly women, from England, whose pensions are running out or running thin, find themselves traveling to Bangalore, India to live in The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel, a retirement community of sorts created by Ravi Kapoor and his cousin as a way to get Ravi's irritating father-in-law (Norman) out of his house. It doesn't take long to fall in love with the characters, even Norman, as they realize that this is what they have to do in order to continue on with their lives. They must move to India and they make the best of a bad situation--they become each other's new family.
I was so inspired by the positivity of these older folks and their determination that their life, while not the same as it was in England, could be just as good as it once was. I was so inspired that as soon as I finished the book, I downloaded the movie version and watched it on my iPad. ("The Second Best Exotic Marigold Hotel" begins playing in theaters today so I was anxious to see the first one before watching the second one). I have to admit that the book was so much better (SO MUCH BETTER) than the movie that I almost wished I hadn't watched the movie and I will probably wait for the second movie to come to HBO/Showtime before watching it. I do wish that the sequel had been a book first so I could read it instead of watching it, but sadly, it's only a movie.
I think this story, while seemingly covering a heavy topic, is presented in such a light way that this would be a good book to devour at the beach or the pool over the summer. The characters are so sweet and adorable and just plain good. They are the sort of people you wish you knew.
The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel is a feel-good read.
Happy reading, everyone!
-Dodie
#10: Different Seasons by Stephen King ("Rita Hayworth and the Shawshank Redemption"
I read Stephen King voraciously in college. I think it was perhaps because I was reading so much Chaucer and Shakespeare and that I needed, almost craved, to read something entirely different--something straightforward. Stephen King filled that hole for me. I remember being terrified as I read his works, jumping at every little sound, wondering what was on the other side of every door. I eventually grew tired of being scared and moved on, but imagine my surprise when I learned a few weeks ago that my 2nd favorite movie of all time actually began it's life as a Stephen King short story.
I could watch "The Shawshank Redemption" every day of my life and never grow tired of it. I think it is a brilliant story of courage, perseverance, intelligence, and positivity but I never had any idea, until watching through to the very end and watching the credits, that the story was a Stephen King original. I immediately searched Amazon and found Different Seasons, a collection of 4 of King's stories--3 became films--and I read "Rita Hayworth and the Shawshank Redemption." (I must confess at this point that I did not read the other 3 stories. I will at some point...maybe in the bright light of the beach or by the pool. I just can't handle being scared like I could 25 years ago.)
Reading "Rita Hayworth and the Shawshank Redemption" made me just as happy as watching the movie, although I do think the movie was more cleverly created than the book. The basic story line is the same in both the book and in the movie: Andy Dufresne goes to prison for double murders that he did not commit. He makes the best of a terrible situation by getting on the good side of the prison administration by providing them with free financial advice and doing their taxes. He spends his prison days creating and leading the prison library and then one day he escapes in a way that will makes readers/movie watchers both cringe and feel amazingly proud all at the same time.
What I always thought was so clever about the movie was how Andy swindled the crooked prison warden. While working as the warden's accountant, Andy managed to create a second set of accounting books and, after escaping, walked away with a load of money to begin his new life--money that the warden "earned" in dishonest ways. I always felt that Andy was entitled to this money because of the years and years that he worked for these men for free--and because he didn't really murder his wife and her lover and never deserved to be in prison in the first place. (We learn in both the movie and in the book that an inmate shares the story of the real events of this murder and that he knows who the real killer is but when Andy goes to the warden to ask him for help in getting a new trial, the warden has the inmate killed. Andy stood no chance of every leaving Shawshank.) The Stephen King story differs from this a bit. Andy's friend outside of prison creates a new persona for Andy as soon as the murders took place and while Andy awaits trial in hopes of Andy being able to keep his money and being able to use it when he leaves prison. While still clever, and while certainly a springboard for the movie version of the hoax, I did not think this story line was as clever as Andy creating a new life for himself from behind prison bars. It just adds so much to both Andy's character and to our perception of him being so different than the other prisoners.
I will continue to watch "The Shawshank Redemption" whenever it is on TV and I will continue to love this story. I am sure that some of you are surprised that I could feel so strongly about a story like this one because it doesn't seem like something I'd typically like.
Maybe it would also surprise you to know that my favorite movie is "Rudy." Yes...a movie about football. SURPRISE!
Happy reading, everyone!
-Dodie
I could watch "The Shawshank Redemption" every day of my life and never grow tired of it. I think it is a brilliant story of courage, perseverance, intelligence, and positivity but I never had any idea, until watching through to the very end and watching the credits, that the story was a Stephen King original. I immediately searched Amazon and found Different Seasons, a collection of 4 of King's stories--3 became films--and I read "Rita Hayworth and the Shawshank Redemption." (I must confess at this point that I did not read the other 3 stories. I will at some point...maybe in the bright light of the beach or by the pool. I just can't handle being scared like I could 25 years ago.)
Reading "Rita Hayworth and the Shawshank Redemption" made me just as happy as watching the movie, although I do think the movie was more cleverly created than the book. The basic story line is the same in both the book and in the movie: Andy Dufresne goes to prison for double murders that he did not commit. He makes the best of a terrible situation by getting on the good side of the prison administration by providing them with free financial advice and doing their taxes. He spends his prison days creating and leading the prison library and then one day he escapes in a way that will makes readers/movie watchers both cringe and feel amazingly proud all at the same time.
What I always thought was so clever about the movie was how Andy swindled the crooked prison warden. While working as the warden's accountant, Andy managed to create a second set of accounting books and, after escaping, walked away with a load of money to begin his new life--money that the warden "earned" in dishonest ways. I always felt that Andy was entitled to this money because of the years and years that he worked for these men for free--and because he didn't really murder his wife and her lover and never deserved to be in prison in the first place. (We learn in both the movie and in the book that an inmate shares the story of the real events of this murder and that he knows who the real killer is but when Andy goes to the warden to ask him for help in getting a new trial, the warden has the inmate killed. Andy stood no chance of every leaving Shawshank.) The Stephen King story differs from this a bit. Andy's friend outside of prison creates a new persona for Andy as soon as the murders took place and while Andy awaits trial in hopes of Andy being able to keep his money and being able to use it when he leaves prison. While still clever, and while certainly a springboard for the movie version of the hoax, I did not think this story line was as clever as Andy creating a new life for himself from behind prison bars. It just adds so much to both Andy's character and to our perception of him being so different than the other prisoners.
I will continue to watch "The Shawshank Redemption" whenever it is on TV and I will continue to love this story. I am sure that some of you are surprised that I could feel so strongly about a story like this one because it doesn't seem like something I'd typically like.
Maybe it would also surprise you to know that my favorite movie is "Rudy." Yes...a movie about football. SURPRISE!
Happy reading, everyone!
-Dodie
Monday, March 2, 2015
#8 and #9: Rose Harbor in Bloom and Love Letters by Debbie Macomber
We had just a little snow (HA!) over the past two weeks which gave me some unexpected reading time that I hadn't planned on. To pass the time inside with two teenagers at home, since the last book I read was rather upsetting, I turned instead to Debbie Macomber, a lady who writes books that always make me feel good. These two are no exceptions.
Rose Harbor in Bloom and Love Letters are #2 and #3 in Macomber's new series of books about the Rose Harbor Inn in Cedar Cove, Washington. This new series was created in response to saddened readers who could not believe that Macomber ended her Cedar Cove series of books (although she did write 12 of them and if you haven't read these books, drop everything and go find them!). The main character of this new series is Jo Marie Rose, a widow who moved to Cedar Cove to start her life again when her husband was killed in battle in Afghanistan. In addition to Jo Marie, the characters we meet in these books are often running from something or trying to figure out something and while I initially thought the first book to be just plain sad and depressing, the two subsequent books have been very uplifting and reassuring. I thought as I was reading that these stories are a bit like chicken soup. They just make you feel good..
I was very glad that I could read them back to back and not have to wait for another book in the series to come out, which I now have to do since Love Letters is the last book until August. You can bet that I will be getting #4 as soon as possible and reading with delight!
Macomber does it again!
Happy reading, everyone!
:) Dodie
Rose Harbor in Bloom and Love Letters are #2 and #3 in Macomber's new series of books about the Rose Harbor Inn in Cedar Cove, Washington. This new series was created in response to saddened readers who could not believe that Macomber ended her Cedar Cove series of books (although she did write 12 of them and if you haven't read these books, drop everything and go find them!). The main character of this new series is Jo Marie Rose, a widow who moved to Cedar Cove to start her life again when her husband was killed in battle in Afghanistan. In addition to Jo Marie, the characters we meet in these books are often running from something or trying to figure out something and while I initially thought the first book to be just plain sad and depressing, the two subsequent books have been very uplifting and reassuring. I thought as I was reading that these stories are a bit like chicken soup. They just make you feel good..
I was very glad that I could read them back to back and not have to wait for another book in the series to come out, which I now have to do since Love Letters is the last book until August. You can bet that I will be getting #4 as soon as possible and reading with delight!
Macomber does it again!
Happy reading, everyone!
:) Dodie
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