I just finished Tyler Blanski’s Mud & Poetry this weekend. I actually read the last 10 pages by candle light in my parents’ house (which was out of power, thanks to a major… Continue reading
Changeling: based on a true story about a woman whose boy went missing in 1928. The plot line, as far as I can tell, remains pretty accurate to the true story, the script writer claiming that he “spent a year researching the historical record; he said he drew 95% of the script from around 6,000 pages of documentation.” Which makes the movie’s many layers—emotions of a woman with a missing son, pride of a police force, fear of little boys, a sociopathic murderer, anger of seeing injustice—even more painful yet powerful. It’s amazing what every person in this story went through. I cannot even imagine.
It is this small clearing in the middle of the park that fills my heart with appreciation for nature. My secret haven in which I can enjoy authors’ words or ideas and write my own. How thoughtful God was in creating such places—and kind to preserve them despite our attempts to snuff out that which He created for us to enjoy.