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Saturday, November 20, 2010

Operation Dream Box: Mission One Complete!

When I started the DREAM BOX it was to make sure that I do things that I wanted to do in my life. It was to feel as if I was doing something other than working myself into the ground with two jobs. It was to make sure that I make time for me and do things that will relax me, make me smile, make me a better person and contribute to my life. What is the DREAM BOX? Simple, I had an old cookie tin, those delicious butter cookie were finished so I decided to recycle the tin because it’s blue (my favorite colour) and decorated. Anyways, I ripped papers up in different sizes, write a dream on each, folded it and chucked the pieces into the box. Then, I closed my eyes, reached in, rummaged around and pulled out two. The first one was “read a book” and the second was “sit in a diner/cafĂ© and write. So far, I haven’t had a chance to do the second but the first one I did and quite enjoyed.


Ok, so first I went through my father’s books and found nothing. I couldn’t go through my uber amount of books because I’ve read them all, each about five to ten times. So I needed something new. Anyways, like I was saying. I went through my father’s books, found nothing of interest. Well there were tons of great books but I just wasn’t feeling any of them. So I went over to my mother’s books. There I found “Famous Last Words” by Timothy Findley.

At first, I thought, here we go, I’m going to be bored to tears because the cover is this pale, grey, boring thing but once I read the back of the book, the cover, I was so happy to read it.

The book is about a man name Hugh Selwyn Mauberley and it’s a Fictional account of the final days of the Second World War and Hugh Selwyn, about to be frozen to death, hurriedly scrawled his story on the walls and ceiling of a grand hotel ‘prison’ he was trapped in. I was speechless. The book started out a little slow but man did it pick up like three pages in! I was on the edge of my seat with love, laughter, sadness, death, murder, intrigue, spy vs spy. Trust me, Mr. Findley was the master! That is all I have to say without giving it away. But the story about a man afraid of commitment, being drawn into a world he knows nothing about simply because he craves to write and simply because he trusts too easily was just….*breathes* it was well written, well put together.

The language was poignant, in your face even for his time. It is vividly modern for something written so long ago. I was very very surprised.

So that dream has been fulfilled. I am pleased I picked up “Famous Last Words” Here are some of my favorite quotes from the book.

“All I have written here, is the truth. Except the lies.”

“It seems to me, Mr. Mauberley, this world is nothing more than someone’s revenge. We are led into the light and shown much marvels as one cannot tell. And then they turn out all the lights and hit you with a baseball bat.”


“And yet I turned in my chair and watched the young man going away. And I went away with him—in my mind. And knelt before his strength. And his victory.”

“Bedaux: And let us pretend—again for the sake of argument—that you vote for the Democratic Party.

Mauberley: You go too far!” (That last one are two people speaking)



Read it, you wont be disappointed.

Hugs,
Kato


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