So anyway ... books are good! Yay reading!
'Destiny'
Literary Buffistas 3: Don't Parse the Blurb, Dear.
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
Hey Aimee, when I read The Princess Bride it didn't even occur to me that the stuff about Morganstern and the lawsuit and all that was fictional. I can't remember how I ended up finding out the truth. I still get an unpleasant feeling when I think about the book. Sort of icky and betrayed.
Luckily, there's a movie!
Hell, I didn't even read any of the abridgements! I skipped them all thinking, "I don't want to read this jackass talk about whatthefuckever! I want to get to the FireSwamp!"
Now I have to start all over!
Ouise, I'm so glad I'm not alone.
Also, Richard Bachman is really Stephen King.
(Something I actually knew about 10 years before it became public due to family connections with King and his family).
When I read Kate Chopin's The Awakening, I thought the woman at the end was going for a swim and would come out of the Ocean and have a better life, but she was really drowning herself. Also, it took me several chapters to figure out that Buck in the Call of the Wild was a dog, not a person.
I thought Carolyn Keene was a real person until, oh, college.
Luckily, there's a movie!
Heh - in the movie (also written by William Goldman), the book is also written by S. Morgenstern.
But seriously, nobody should feel stupid for making that mistake - it's a tribute to how well Goldman pulls it off that so many people fall for it.
I love how To Say Nothing of the Dog starts off with everybody in the bombed out cathedral and Ned keeps referring to "Mr. Peabody" as a member of their crew and it isn't until the end of the chapter that it becomes clear that Mr. Peabody is a dog.
Also, just for the record? Adso's chonicle of what happened at the monastery in The Name of the Rose was not discovered by Umberto Eco on a cruise with an ex-lover.
I always wished George MacDonald Fraser's tales of the "discovery" of the Flashman diaries was true, but I think I kind of always knew it probably wasn't. Or at least that's how I remember it. Luckily, that was before the internets so I was never exposed.
"Mr. Peabody"
Although that name is guranteed to set off associations in people of a certain age.