Some Choices have to be Shared

There are some times in your life in which you just wish you had known what you know now just a bit earlier, right? I don’t mean earth-shattering things; I simply mean that some little choices would have left you better off in the long run.I feel that way, today.

A couple of weeks ago, I chose to begin reading a book on Kindle: “Life Knocks”. If the title had been “Life Sucks” I would have been a little more ready for it, I think. i have tried not to get on this blog and shoot things down; however, as with the title to this post, some choices really do need to be shared.

I purchased this book because someone online praised it so highly and it looked somewhat interesting. I am beginning to believe that the praising person was the man’s brother who, for a dollar or two, told a lie big enough to make his nose into a stop bar at a parking garage.

Then I read that the book was on the top six shortlist for  the 2012 Dundee International Book Prize.  Scary sometimes, isn’t it?  To be fair, if you go to Amazon, type in Life Knocks, and read the review, you might wish to purchase it also.  I reread it; you have been warned.

The author of this material had a good story. The characters were interesting, the plot intriguing; however, somewhere between the first and tenth pages, I nearly ceased to be amused.

Now, I am about 40% through it and still deciding if I am going to finish it. As I said, the story itself is good. It is kind of like if Gone With the Wind had been written by an seventh grader: good story, bad delivery.

There are quite a few type-o s in the book. Those I can deal with. It’s his similes (they are referred to as “metaphors” in the critiques) that I am having so much trouble with. He puts them all throughout the book and they can be almost a full paragraph in length and the comparisons are, at times, horribly humorous. Without quoting one directly, let me illustrate with one of my own:

Her makeup was put on like a rhino in a china shop playing the french horn to a group of ballerinas who were partially deaf but dancing nonetheless.

Do you see my plight? I actually think that the story could even be a movie, but … oh well. I will read and decide. lol

To top off the time, today I decided to watch a movie, but had no idea what to watch. I began going through my watch list on Amazon. I generally just put movies there that I don’t want to watch now, but sound interesting enough to keep around. I looked at the movie I was considering, “Bad Girls Go to Hell” and realized that the biggest reason I had put it in the watch list was to see if anyone would review it or even describe it.

All the description said was “Crime”. That could be like saying “Bonnie and Clyde” is a love story. It was black and white but filmed in 2010 (should have known). NOTE* I feel better now.  When I went to get the above picture, I discovered that, somehow, I misread or it was a mistake:  The movie was made in 1965.  Now, it makes more sense.

It was only $1.99 and 1 and 1/2 hours so I thought “I can do anything for 90 minutes”. I should have continued reading the book I was talking about above. It would have been a better way to spend 90 minutes of my life.

The movie was horrible; I don’t mean Gothic horrible or terror horrible; I mean horrible horrible. The dialogue was being read off set and then simply put onto the movie. Except for two small parts in the entire thing, you never actually saw the mouth of the person speaking while they were speaking.

To say it was dubbed would be an insult to foreign films everywhere. In those two small instances, I really believe the actors were speaking English, so dubbed is not an accurate description. I want to say that the “actors” were so bad that they couldn’t do their lines well enough, so they were gone over, but that would mean the cameraman was too dumb to ever show their faces and the acting was worse than the talking.

The plot was decent (5 of 10) and that was the best part of the entire film. I have always praised myself for being one of those people who really enjoys “B” movies. If that is a grade, however, then I watched a “D-” movie and that may be giving them a few points.

The point to this entire blog? I am not sure there is one. I am just venting, but that doesn’t sound good, so:

The point is that you have control over how you spend the moments of your life. If it is going horribly and it is possible – STOP!


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  • jmmcdowell  On October 6, 2012 at 4:07 pm

    I’m curious, sometimes, about the “awards” that some books supposedly won or were finalists for. One of these days, when I have more time(!), I might Google some of them and see if they’re even real! (Or if they’re a small, local, or author-created thing….!)


  • Indira  On October 6, 2012 at 2:31 am

    Hi, this is very interesting post, venting is good, now you will feel relieved. You described very well ‘Her makeup was put on like a rhino in a china shop playing the french horn to a group of ballerinas who were partially deaf but dancing nonetheless.’ Now, I would like to read your stories, Soma says you write very good stories.


    • kindredspirit23  On October 6, 2012 at 11:06 am

      At present, I have published two horror stories. Both are due out this month. I will let my blog readers know how to get to them if they want to read them.
      Thanks. And, of course, Soma is a dear.


  • buckwheatsrisk  On October 5, 2012 at 10:23 pm

    i don’t whether to giggle or feel bad for you! thank you for saving us!



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