Will Smith

Frost/Nixon is Rivetting

What an idyllic way to spend an evening. A blanket of snow has fallen on New Brunswick, making my evening walk with Marlee Marie a wonderful stroll through the quiet streets, with the Christmas lights twinkling and bouncing off the surface of the snow and the sweet-smelling smoke from a dozen wood fires drifting in and among the falling flakes.

Not to mention the crunch of our feet on the snow!

The snow came before I had the chance (okay, got off my lazy bottom) to get gas for our monster new snowthrower so I had to use the shovel again. Fortunately, it was only five centimeters or so, meaning I probably wouldn't have used the monster anyway.

No writing to speak of recently (sorry) but we have been watching movies. I slept through most of Seven Pounds (no shot at Will Smith, I'd simply had an exhausting week) but enjoyed Frost/Nixon immensely the following night. It's a rivetting film by director Ron Howard, which is kind of amazing considering the main story line involves a series of interviews between the foppish British talk-show host and the disgraced President. Great stuff and well worth watching, for the entertainment as well as for the history. The fact that there are strong parallels between some of what Nixon did (and was forced to resign for) and what George Bush did more recently (with no negative consequences) is strongly brought out in the film as well.

Writing will happen soon, I promise. I've got my December 31 deadline for a first draft of The Silent Goodbye clear in my head. I intend to get it done.