Once-A-Month-Drop...strange how rarely I am coming to this place nowadays. Not that I don't have things to share, just the feeling of who cares...you know how sometimes you'd start to tell the story and somewhere half-way through you pause and ask yourself why bother?..I'm weary by my own demotivation...
Lately I'm being immersed into the World of Fantasy...or Science Fiction, to be precise.
Some years ago a friend got me hooked up on Orson Card's series of Ender's novells. Last month they released a movie based on the one of them, Ender's Game. Considering I'm a total Card's fan, I couldn't possibly miss that. The movie was what I expected it to be, their best effort to make a film on unfilmable book. I do not regret watching it, however, I'm dissapointed with the fact that the author of such a a brilliant book was in the team of producers of such an unimpressive movie. It felt as if he wasn't interested enough in the project.
Anyway, due to refreshed attention to this particular book, I am currently going through the Ender's Period again. Ender's Obsession, perhaps, more what it is...I've purchased few remaining books of the series that I didn't have already and am going through the whole lot restlessly...or, at least, whenever I have a spare moment.
Strangely enough, I keep finding Card to be a irresponcible author, I almost dislike him for his annoying habit to loose interest in his stories as soon as they are nearing the end. It's just the sense I get from his every novell. The story goes very well, emotionally deep and philosophically engaging, then – suddenly - a superficial slide through the shallow events to rush to the end of story.
But in both, the books and the movie, the main character remains truthful to his image and I have to admit, as I was from the very first moment when I discovered Ender, I still totally have it for him. As sad as it may sounds, but there is only one man for me - Andrew Wiggin, and this man does not even exist! LOL...perhaps, if I would have a session with a shrink, they would classify it in my deliberate unwillingless to have another chance in love. That by creating unrelistic conditions to fall in love, I intentionally cutting off the possibility...well, perhaps, I am...
But, the character in the novells is human being, created by a human being, with the normal human being's limitations of imagination. Why there cannot be a chance of real human being like Ender to exist...so, mark my words: one day I will update this diary with: I've found my soulmate, I've dreamt of him before I met him, his name is Andrew Wiggin.
I hope you read this entry exactly how it sounds: a light hearted blabbering of a care free mind...*smiles*