From Book to Movie March 20, 2014

     I've realized now what a masterful, power-filled experience reading holds over me.  I didn't understand what was happening emotionally.  I've been producing cinematography in my memory.  The camera's are rolling and everything is being filmed with intricate details.  I see the winsome smile-joining the sparkling eyes. I see the breeze ruffle the lock of hair out of place.  I see the fear in the face as a woman feels the hand slap her face- and the unbridled words pierce her heart. I see profound hatred creating turmoil in the soul.  It's all there.  Most of all I see the eyes that speak when words are silent...tears that flow unbidden and uncontrolled.  I see the love that emerges from the windows of the soul.  All captured on the film in my mind.
     When I go to the movies filled with the knowledge of the pages of the book,  I leave with a little sadness.  There is no way in one and a half to two hours  that the studio can include all the events.
     I know now that the book has become part of me...my thoughts, my experiences, and my conversations. I have lived the story.
     The movie may be excellent, but it will never be complete for me, the reader, for part of it lives in me.