I Am Lisbeth

I am not sure I should have watched The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo.  It was so good.  It was the kind of movie that encourages my crazy fantasies about being a spy, a secret agent, a hit woman or just dangerous.

Isn't the idea of being dangerous rather intoxicating?  It is to me.  If you haven't watched the movie or read the book then this might not make sense but Lisbeth Salander is bad ass.  She is smart, tough, and beat down but somehow unbroken.  She made sense to me.  I like female characters with edge and she is all edge.

I can't believe the movie was recommended to me by my Dad, but he said I should watch it, and so I did.  Thanks Dad.  It was AWESOME.  The other thing that I found inspirational about the film was that I want to make sure that the characters in my novel are dynamic and fully fleshed out just like the ones in the books and films.  They have to feel like you could touch them, see them, talk to them, be moved by them.  If when I'm finished, someone reads my book and feels that way about the characters, then I've done my job well.

Two thumbs or in this case, fists, waaaaay up for this movie.  Go see it....don't take your kids, and enjoy the ride.  Rooney Mara is so cool as Lisbeth and now, so am I....by proxy.

It's been called to my attention that I have dropped the blogging ball of late.  Alas, I have.  Every day I think, "Gosh, I should write about that and send new randomness out into the blogosphere" but then I remember that I have to pay bills, get stamps, buy groceries, run other errands or spend time at the gym (which I haven't done in a month).  So what have I been doing?

Ahh, well...currently I'm eating Caramel Cheerios.  They taste weird and are better without milk.  I won't be buying them again.  What a waste of three dollars.  I'm also going to check Facebook and Twitter like a salivating maniac but then I'm fairly certain I'm not alone in my obsession.  These sites are highly addicting.  On top of that, I really, really need to get to the gym.  I can't get into model shape by summer unless I work out.  Model shape?  Did I really just say model shape?  Hell yes I did.  I figure, aim high.  I could say, "I want to lose a few pounds."  But that's like saying, "I'm only going to couch for a little while."  I can't be vague.  I must be clear.  Model shape.  If I don't have a body like Adriana Lima by June, then I haven't been working hard enough.  Doable?  Completely.  I am pretty sure the trick is to drink LOTS AND LOTS AND LOTS AND LOTS of water, work out and put down the Cheerios.  Perhaps I'll throw in some yogurt here and there and carrot sticks, no ranch, and try and remember why I'm doing it.  Why you ask?  To be HOT.  Who doesn't want to be hot?  No one.  Ask anyone?  If they say no, they are lying.

Speaking of hot, I tweeted recently that I would like all my followers on Twitter to be hot.  I meant it as a joke, but apparently some people didn't think it was funny.  Come on people, I couldn't say something like that and keep a straight face.  Grow a sense of humor.  It's that thing inside that makes a strange, rather infectious sound come from your mouth.  We normal, funny people call it laughing.  It's good for you and also (burns calories).  I'm pretty sure I read that somewhere.

So, about my family. Nice segue, huh?  I survived the holiday season without them.  I'm glad it's over for that reason though.  Sometimes being so far away during the holidays makes me rather sentimental and melancholy.  Once it's over, the feeling evaporates.  Much better.  I still miss them but I'm not left daydreaming about warm hugs from my parents.  Now, I'm back to my usual level of missing them.  Much more tolerable.

Now to try and get back on track with regular blogging and routine (which I love) I'll say adieu.  Or some such version of so long for now.

Make a nice day!

Sincerely, Lisbeth Salander in my fantasy.