This is really old hat, but it still makes me chuckle:
Lewis Carroll: Bella takes acid and charts syllogisms.
Kate Chopin: Stifled by her marriage to Edward, Bella has an affair with Jacob and then drowns herself.
Flannery O'Connor: When Native American werewolf Jacob threatens her with death, Bella reconsiders her hardcore racism, and just for one milisecond, the audience finds her sympathetic.
TYPE YOUR NAME: Greg
TYPE YOUR NAME WITH YOUR ELBOW: ghrtregh
TYPE YOUR NAME WITH YOUR CHIN: hdrdrgfsfeswhn
CLOSE YOUR EYES AND SMASH YOUR FACE INTO THE KEYBOARD: About three things I was absolutely positive. First, Edward was a vampire. Second, there was part of him — and I didn’t know how potent that part might be — that thirsted for my blood. And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.
If you'd like to get your fangs into some no-frills, no-nonsense, public sector vampirism, check out Jane Lovering's Vampire State of Mind.
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