I discovered Carlos Ruiz Zafon’s mouth-watering prose while working at a book store in the mid-2000’s. My boss at the time regularly touted Zafon’s The Shadow of the Wind as one of the best books she’d ever read. We had somewhat similar taste, and I pride myself on having an open mind and a slightly ravenous hunger for literature, yet somehow I never really moved on this one. Then in 2008 Zafon published The Angel’s Game, a prequel to Shadow, and I just happened to walk into the room while my boss was describing the opening chapters of the novel to another co-worker. For the purposes of explaining my IMMEDIATE interest in the book I will now try to recreate what I heard that day. I don’t have the best memory, but I believe it will be fairly accurate, as her words at the time made quite the impact on me:
Back in November I wrote about Prometheus’ eminent release here. At the end of that article I offered a one-line sililoquy that I held very tightly to my chest over the last week as my wife and I ordered our advance tickets and prepared to embark on a Friday night that would consist of finally seeing Ridley Scott’s Prometheus, the much-heralded film that would apparently – if the internet was to be believed – contain a “final eight minutes that lead directly into the original Alien movie”. That sililoquy was a simple but pivitol one – I hoped I had not set my expectations too high.
I’ve been a Kevin Smith for some time. To toss out the obligatory “Back in the day” I loved Clerks, Mallrats and then of course Chasing Amy, which I still think is some of the best acting/directing I’ve seen in a low budget, dramatic tone. However, although I dug pretty much everythhing Mr. Smith did from that point on, I’d be lying if I said my ‘Love’ ratio didn’t decrease the more his budget increased. Then Clerks II happened and it was the first time I had a slightly adverse reaction to one of Kevin Smith’s films.
I spent much of the week disconnected from the world at large and after a particularly rough Friday, June 1st I succombed to the medicine of sleep at an uncharacteristically early 8 PM and slept the deep, restorative sleep of the over-worked. When I awoke this morning I logged into the virtual world and toured around my usual sites in an attempt to see what I’d missed over the last several days. It was on one of my favorite of those sites – a marvelous blog entitled Heaven is an Incubator – where I came across the news that one of my all-time favorite bands, Ween, had called it quits.
Lukban, Philippines – Dry season has come to the main Philippine island of the Luzon and with it celebrations in thanksgiving for harvest, family and life. In particular, the town of Lukban hosts “Pahiyas” or the citywide San Isidro harvest festival. Located 26 Km northwest of Lucena City or 160 Km southeast of Manila, Lukban’s nearest attraction is Mt. Banahaw (2,158m). However the town is bustles as a hub for livestock trade and local production of native handcrafts. These products are sold locally as well as exported worldwide. But really Lukban’s breadbasket is harvest time with the bountiful crops grown from rainy season into the dry. Pahiyas rejoices this plenty.
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A Celebration of Harvest: Pahiyas Festival Lukban, PH
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NOTE: This article, in a slightly different form, was originally published here on CHUD.com. However, now nine months into the new TMNT book IDW is publishing, I thought it bore repeating/expanding upon. I’m a firm believer if you dig something you spread the word, so that something doesn’t disappear.