yet a second step is taken toward my enterprise

 

The third or fourth greatest love of my life is history, so when I stumbled across the Bakken Museum website, http://www.thebakken.org/, my heart chugged along a little faster.

The Bakken Library and Museum, out in Missouri, has a Frankenstein exhibit that includes the following:

• Information about the author (Mary Shelley, who was only eighteen when she wrote the novel)
• Images illustrating what Frankenstein's lab might really have looked like in Shelley's mind (these great interactive images, lit like something Vermeer might have painted, seem more historically accurate to my underinformed mind than the images I've absorbed from the movies)
• Other fun-to-play-with features that you'll have to visit the Web site to see.

Written by Melissa S (Boho Geek Girl)
Photo courtesy of furiousgeorge81

nobody does it better

than Harry Potter fans. You can hear Wrock [wizard rock] at it finest here on YouTube.

The song is End of an Era; the artist is the very talented Christian (aka Oliver Boyd and the Remembralls).

Enjoy!

do i dare eat a peach?

Poetry demiurge T. S. Eliot has already asked the question. The fictional fruit that I'm contemplating is yet another Austen-related novel. Jane Austen's writing is so delectable that no one wants to read just six; since no new Austen books are forthcoming, writers can't resist playing around in Austen's world. Syrie James, a screenwriter and an Austen fan, has written a book,The Lost Memoirs of Jane Austen, in which Jane's own story is fictionalized (rather like that enjoyable but elaborately embroidered movie, Becoming Jane). Shall I read The Lost Memoirs of Jane Austen? It is hard to stay away from Austen-ish (I can coin a new word if I wish to, so there) tales. I just might have to have a look.

in which i reveal myself

Some stories invite you in for a spell. They wrap around you, draw you down and inside, like the extra soft cushions of your favorite, overused armchair or the steam from a freshly brewed, extra hot latte, when you duck your nose down past the brim of the cup to breathe in the great smell of good coffee . . . uhhhhhh coffffeeeee . . . um, yeah, stories, yeah *clears throat*. Some novels, TV shows, and films make you want to live in their fictional worlds. These are the few, the obsession worthy. I have my fiction addictions, and I want to talk (er, blog) about them. The list of my faves is long, and I’m trying to figure out where to start. Give me minute or two *slurps coffee and sinks back into chair*