Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Movies That Make Me Cry . . . A Lot


I figured it was time to write about movies that make me cry.  It doesn’t matter if I start watching them from the time the beginning credits start rolling or five minutes before the poignant scene at the end, but they’ll make me cry, without fail, every time.  I’m not exaggerating.  Just ask my husband, who has to put up with my blubbering.
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 Movies That Make Me Cry A Lot

Steel Magnolias:  A woman dies in front of her little boy.  The woman's mother loses it at the grave-sight.  The baby runs to his grandmother at the end because his mommy is gone.  Tears will flow.

Beaches:  They are on the beach.  She is dying.  It is horrible.  And then all of a sudden they switch to her funeral and her little girl asks if she can keep her cat!  Of course she can keep her cat!  Who the hell would take away a little girl’s cat?!

Dragonfly:  Seriously?  She survives long enough to have the baby and then dies?  And then Kevin Costner finds the baby after thinking he’s lost everything?  Heart-wrenching.  I can watch the last ten minutes and still sob for an hour after it is over.

Little House on the Prairie – Okay, okay.  So this isn’t a movie and I promised to talk about movies.  But I couldn’t leave this one out.  Laura’s little brother dies.  She goes up to the mountain to ask God to take her instead.  The reunion between her and her father is pretty much the most touching thing ever.

50 First Dates:  Sure, the premise is funny.  Even ridiculous, perhaps.  But when she wakes up on that ship and sees her child for the “first” time, there won’t be a dry eye in the place. 

Resurrection:  A woman loses everything in a car accident, develops the power to heal and is shamelessly exploited.  She becomes a recluse to hide from the media.  At the end she saves a little boy dying of cancer, but he doesn’t even know it!  I’m ready to start crying now.

My Girl:  Macaulay Culkin dies from bee stings.  His best friend, a little girl, screams and cries at his grave, saying he needs his glasses.  No chance I won’t cry here.  For the record, I saw this as a teenager and no one warned me of the ending.  It was cruel and scarred me for life.

Escape from Sobibor:  I watched this movie once with my students.  I cried so hard I had to leave the room while they were watching it.  I’ll never watch it again.  The material is too disturbing for me to even describe without starting to cry, which I can't do because my children are in the room.

Charlotte’s Web:  This might be a cartoon, but when Charlotte dies, I’m a mess.

Neverending Story – Argue if you want, but when that horse drowns in the quicksand, I can’t hold in the tears.

Ben Hur – Jesus is crucified.  Ben Hur’s sister and mother are cured of leprosy.  I’m a bawling mess.

The Notebook - Don’t get me wrong.  Ryan Gosling is easily #1 on my list of super hot actors, but when his "old" self dies next to his true love, I’m crying really, really hard.

Forrest Gump – Damn you Tom Hanks and your love for Jen-ney.  Don’t be fooled.  I don’t cry when she dies.  I cry when he sees his son for the first time and asks if the son is stupid like him.

Up – I’m sobbing after the first five minutes.  And there hasn’t even been any talking yet.  Actually, my best friend and I watched this movie even after the kids wandered away.  We both cried at the end, too.
 
So, there you have it.  Call me a sap, but I'm always up for a good cry from a sad movie.
 
Beth - 1
Sad Movies - 1

Thursday, March 21, 2013

Siren Pacific

Well, I finished my third novel. 

I'm pretty happy with it and am in in the final stages of editing.  However, the first (and shortest) chapter of my book is 100% complete.  So, I'm going to share it with you today.  I'm ready for your honesty.  Give me the truth.  If it sucks, tell me.  If you like it, great. 

For the record, most of the novel is from the point of view of my female protagonist; however, this chapter, along with a few others, are told from the killer's point of view.

Gulp.  Here we go.

Beth - ?
Book - ?
Beth's Anxiety - 1

SIREN PACIFIC
Chapter One
The young woman did not sense his approach because she was singing.    At the bottom of the beach where water meets sand, she stood, pale arms outstretched as she paid homage to the ocean.  Despite the cool night air, she wore only a light dress which billowed about her legs as the wind played around her body.  She was tall and elegant.  The waves swept at her feet and, in the dark night, she almost glowed. 
            Not affected by her demon song, Ortho crept forward, his feet sinking in the sand with each step.  Though her melody would hypnotize most, he found it grating and offensive, the bumps on his arm not due to the temperature, but rather an unpleasant reaction to hearing her sing.  To him, there was nothing appealing about the music that left her lips.  It sickened him, the song, carried by the wind to his ears, making his only thought to end it, to stop it in the most horrifying way imaginable.  He felt his hands shaking with excited violence as he grew nearer.  She was oblivious to his presence.  The creature thought she was safe, that her repulsive chant would shield her from harm, and her ignorance made him quiver with power.   
            One step, then another, and when he was almost close enough to grab her tousled hair she turned, startled by his presence.
“I’m sorry,” she said, smiling at him.  “I didn’t know anyone was nearby.” 
His lip curled as he took a step forward.  The woman hesitated, taking a step away from him, towards the sea. 
“Did you hear me singing?” she asked.   
Ortho raised the knife.
            In one swift movement she turned and propelled herself forward towards the ocean, her protector.  He heard her gasp, watching her body tense as her long legs pushed away from the sand, but he was equally quick and lunged, catching her white dress and yanking it down so that she plunged, face first into the sand.  She fought back, kicking and clawing, slamming her foot into him, but he darted to the left to avoid the impact and grabbed her legs.  With her lower body immobilized, she clawed at the sand with her slender fingers, as if it could provide the leverage she sought.  Her breath came out in ragged sobs, and she screamed. 
            Vice-like, his fingers dug into the tender flesh of her leg, pulling her underneath him, causing her to cry out in pain and fear of the inevitable.  He could see from her expression that she thought he would violate her, as if he would defile himself with such a beast.  Simply touching her skin was so revolting that he felt the bile rise in his throat.  Her flesh was smooth on the outside, but he knew underneath it was scaly and reptilian.  There was nothing appealing about the creature that dwelled under her appealing facade. 
            The woman put her hands out to ward him off, but he grabbed them, and pushed them over her head into the sand.  Demon or not, she was no match for his strength; she sobbed harder now, crying out in pain and fear.
            “Let me go!” she begged, stretching her free arm towards the sea, as if it could give her salvation.
He was unaffected by her pleas for him to stop.  She would not get away because he was meant to kill her; to kill each and every such beast on the Earth. 
It didn’t take long to subdue her.  Ortho carved a large, jagged letter ‘O’ in the woman’s chest using his thick blade, just after he removed her vocal chords.