I just got back from Gold Coast a few hours back and now waiting for Edward!! hehe
I know I should have some pictures uploaded but I'm a bit busy packing for trip to India which is TOMORROW!!! teehee.. excited. Im bloody knackered from the trip but i hope my body can handle India.
Anyhoo, i managed to write some updates on the main activity I did on the plane: READING!
Lemme find the folder and just copy paste what I wrote....
Searching for folder Rainwater Blurb.rtf...
Rainwater : A Beautiful Story Told.
Currently, I am sitting on a plane on my way to Gold Coast for a holiday with my family.
It has been awhile since we travelled together for vacation and I can predict that there will be the usual ups and downs throughout this entire trip.
Since my eldest sister and I grew up and went to universities away from home, the family has been separated for a very long time but with many many reschedulings and arrangement we had this rare opportunity to be together as a whole family again on this journey of leisure.
Since I am on 'break' in truth that i am suppose to be doing something useful during my Elective posting, I have had the privilege of reading my favourite romance novels once again. It has been a favourite past time that I had to forgo : one of the sacrifices made of being a medical student.
I'm in Malaysia, a really hot tropical country that the image of being wrapped in a warm blanket sitting on a worn out sofa, a steaming hot chocolate on the side table set near a crackling fire place is just impossible.
I begin reading novels like normal people on a couch in my living room. But then, I position myself in odd angles be it on the sofa or the bed or even on the floor for that comfort when reading a really good book.
The recent one that I have read is called 'Can You Keep A Secret' by Sophie Kinsella. Yes, you may have known her for her best-selling book-turned-major-motion-picture "Confessions of A Shopaholic" and this one was also a delightful read. About this nothing-special ordinary woman who keeps too many secrets of herself but due to unexpected events spills every single one of them to a stranger on a flight only to find out that he was in fact somebody really important in her career.
Being the easily excitable reader that I am, I laugh at the jokes out loud not caring that I am in the car or out at a mall. I will smile sheepishly asthough I'm the one being courted. I get giddy and giggly just as the character would. To put it in short, I am an expressive over-emotional reader.
So after that book (which was supposed to be the book that I bring for this trip on a plane) I had to buy a book at an airport bookstore which sells over-priced novels. I was kind of disappointed that they didn't have any of Christine Feehan's book let alone the Dark Series about the Carpathian race. So I browsed some more and looked at other familiar authors. Among them: Cecelia Ahern, Nicholas Sparks, Sophie Kinsella, Sydney Sheldon, John Grisham and last but certainly not least , since she is the main reason why this is being put to words, Sandra Brown.
I have to admit. I've read only two of her books or maybe three and most of them were quite contemporary with sexual tension, scorching eye contacts and passionate love making. So when I saw her book 'Rainwater' I had the same preconception of it. I bought the novel in haste as the same drone of male voice over the speakers was already calling for boarding to Gold Coast. Usually, I don't read the acknowledgements of novels unless I follow the author religiously like JKRowling and Feehan but I was somehow drawn to synopsis at the back of this paperback novel. The gist of it was how in the times of the Great Depression in America under the rulings of President Roosevelt, a woman's life with her then-undiagnosed autistic son as well as the whole town of Dusty Bowl was changed because of a single man named David Rainwater.
Reading the acknowledgements told me that this was a project that she did apart from her contract with publishers. A little pleasure writing that she indulged in and couldn't just leave it without the end. Boy, was I moved with the story. The sexual tension is there but the love was so pure and unspoken that when it was finally said out loud there was no turning back and oh my, did that autistic boy brought me to tears towards the last few pages. The determination and resolve Mr Rainwater had made me yearn to find a man with those traits. It was a beautiful story indeed! Written in the era of 1940's this is definitely a book I recommend all of you readers to read.
And all you filmakers out there, please please please if you ever want to make a movie out of this, castings, acting and script-writing should be perfect! If you think you can't handle it, then don't think of ruining this story. As I read it my imagination ran wild and I was already seeing a mental-picture of the movie. Admittedly, I had to stop reading a few times towards the end to cry my eyes out. You have been warned, the ending is not your typical Disney's happily-ever-after.
No matter how sleep-deprived I am, what with the need to finish the book there and then, cryings of a toddler a few rows in front of me, the dry air in this bloody plane, the smell of being in an aircraft that I hate so much, as well as my nose acting up, nothing could dampened my spirits thinking about those three characters. It was very inspiring. Beautiful, simply beautiful.
*****
Sorry it's a bit lenghty.
My style of writing was really flowery and full of emotion due to the book that I read.
I also bought a second hand Nicholas Sparks book in Carerra Markets. Makes me wanna be an author.
Till then I'll update you guys with more stuff from Gold Coast!
Off to India now!
xoxo
Eli
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