So, author Rebecca Skloot was at my alma mater last night, giving a lecture on her book The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks. Which is an excellent read. One of those books that you try to recommend to people, and the conversation goes like this:
"So what's it about?"
"Medical ethics and microbiology."
"NO. IT'S REALLY INTERESTING! YOU HAVE TO BELIEVE ME!"
But being the kind of non-fiction that it is, there's nothing too quotable about it. Thus the no quotes.
Anyway, I got to go to her lecture and have my copy of the book signed. So I have my first autographed book ever! Woo! The local news channel did a story on her appearance:
And here's a video of the author when she was on the Colbert Report:
|The Colbert Report||Mon - Thurs 11:30pm / 10:30c|
But being back on my old stomping grounds (I don't remember too much stomping, more like zombie-walking between classes...), I had to visit the library. Oh, library. I spent more time in you than in my dorm room. And I had to visit section PR4169...yep, that's right, the Bronte section. Where I spent my entire senior year.
And then...I awoke this morning to find this waiting for me!
Joy of joys! Another film adaptation of my favorite novel! Not that I had a problem with the last (oh my word, was it really made 14 years ago?), but I'm always open to different takes on the story. Not with Wuthering Heights, though. They always screw that one up. Don't get me started. You'll open up a can of literary nerdom that can never be closed.
March 2011, eh? Okay. I'll try my best to stay alive until then. I'll take a short hiatus on skydiving and shark wrestling.