Thursday, December 9, 2010
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
The White Queen. -Philippa Gregory.
I started to read a new book last night. The White Queen. -Philippa Gregory. And if I may say so myself, it is really quite amazing. Very researched and vivid, this book will be great for all lovers of historic fiction. A new list to my favourites? I think so.
This is the first thing that I read inside The White Queen:
"In the darkness of the forest the young knight could hear the splashing of the fountain long before he could see the glimmer of moonlight reflected on the still surface. He was about to step forward, longing to dip his head, drink in the coolness, when he caught his breath at the sight of something dark, moving deep in the water. There was a greenish shadow in the sunken bowl of the fountain, something like a great fish, something like a drowned body. Then it moved and stood upright and he saw, frighteningly naked: a bathing woman. Her skin as she rose up, water coursing down her flanks, was even paler than the white marble bowl, her wet hair dark as a shadow.
She is Melusina, the water goddess, and she is found in the hidden springs and waterfalls on any forest in Chritendom, even in those as far away as Greece. She bathes in the Moorish fountains too. They know her by another name in the northern countries where the lakes are glazed with ice and it crackles when she rises. S man may love her if he keeps her secret and lets her alone when she wants to bathe, and she may love him in return until he breaks his word, as men always do, and she sweeps him into the deeps with her fishy tail, and turns his faithless blood to water.
The tragedy of Melusina, whatever language tells it, whatever tune it sings, is that a man will always promise more than he can do to a woman he cannot understand."
I strongly suggest buying this book. You will love it. And I cannot wait to read more of it later tonight. Philippa Gregory, you legend.
This is the first thing that I read inside The White Queen:
"In the darkness of the forest the young knight could hear the splashing of the fountain long before he could see the glimmer of moonlight reflected on the still surface. He was about to step forward, longing to dip his head, drink in the coolness, when he caught his breath at the sight of something dark, moving deep in the water. There was a greenish shadow in the sunken bowl of the fountain, something like a great fish, something like a drowned body. Then it moved and stood upright and he saw, frighteningly naked: a bathing woman. Her skin as she rose up, water coursing down her flanks, was even paler than the white marble bowl, her wet hair dark as a shadow.
She is Melusina, the water goddess, and she is found in the hidden springs and waterfalls on any forest in Chritendom, even in those as far away as Greece. She bathes in the Moorish fountains too. They know her by another name in the northern countries where the lakes are glazed with ice and it crackles when she rises. S man may love her if he keeps her secret and lets her alone when she wants to bathe, and she may love him in return until he breaks his word, as men always do, and she sweeps him into the deeps with her fishy tail, and turns his faithless blood to water.
The tragedy of Melusina, whatever language tells it, whatever tune it sings, is that a man will always promise more than he can do to a woman he cannot understand."
I strongly suggest buying this book. You will love it. And I cannot wait to read more of it later tonight. Philippa Gregory, you legend.
Leonardo, my love.
So goodnight to all, and to all a goodnight. Sweetest Dreams To All. :)
And here are some pictures of a man, so irresistible, so spine - tingling handsome, it just has to be without question, without a doubt; Leonardo DiCaprio. I Froth.<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
And here are some pictures of a man, so irresistible, so spine - tingling handsome, it just has to be without question, without a doubt; Leonardo DiCaprio. I Froth.<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
Dearest, Carey Mulligan.
I have found a love for new actresses, and I know that little darling Carey Mulligan, isn't that new of an actress, but I love her. And Keira Knightly, her movies are all so wonderful, and she, as always, looks beautiful.
Wonderful Mr. John Lennon.
Rest In Peace, Good Sir. On the 30th anniversary of John Lennon's death, I am here listening to a television show about him and his life. He should not have died. I never really knew all that much about his music, but who in our generation really does? We need to. His talent, and amazing way of being is captivating, and above all mind blowing. John Lennon. A True Legend. In all of our hearts, after so many years. Rest In Peace.
'Tis The Season To Be Jolly.
It seems to me, that this festive season is going to be hot. Got to love those all Australian, all beach, sun, sand, surf and water Christmas'. So, yes, 'tis the season to be jolly, indeed :) La la la la la, la la la la.
So.
Dear Mr. Jolly Sir Santa man with the chronic facial hair, and enormously huge generosity,
I would kindly take these presents for my taking, thank you dear;
Christmas should not be about presents and spending your hard earned money, kiddies. Be good, and be kind to your family and friends. No present could be better than the presence of your family and friends around you in the festive season.
Toodle Loo :) xx.
So.
Dear Mr. Jolly Sir Santa man with the chronic facial hair, and enormously huge generosity,
I would kindly take these presents for my taking, thank you dear;
Toodle Loo :) xx.
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