The Catcher has been caught!

I hope all of you had a wonderful Thanksgiving break. Due to the holiday, I didn't post anything, so this is my post for two week's time, during which many memorable and historic events happened.

Firstly, on Friday the Nineteenth, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows (Part One) came out in theaters around the nation. I love that series. So does the rest of my family, and I am currently rereading my favourite sections of the series in whatever book I so choose.

Second, I have FINALLY reached my word count goal in NaNoWriMo, and I will prefer not to talk about the details, or I will fear for my life. 10107 glorious words of my very first novel...which I am currently calling The Hot Dog Wars.

Thirdly, in my awful pun title, some of you might have been able to detect the end of the Catcher in the Rye. We say goodbye to (sadly and pitifully) our third book this school year, and remember some of our favourite or most memorable parts of the story.
"I mean it. I really do."
"You'd have liked him. He was two years younger than I was, but about fifty times as intelligent. He was terrifically intelligent. His teachers were always writing letters to my mother, telling her what a pleasure it was to have a boy like Allie in their class. And they weren't just shooting the crap. They really meant it."
"What the hell'dja do that for?"
"I mean, I'm not going to be a goddamn surgeon or violinist or anything anyway."
"'Oh, no!' She put her hand right up to her mouth and all."
"Everytime I got started, I kept picturing old Sunny calling me a crum-bum."
"The one right next to me had one of those straw baskets that you see nuns and Salvation Army babes collecting dough with around Christmas time."
"She kept walking ahead of me, so I could see how cute her little ass looked."
"I started thinking how old Phoebe would feel if I got pneumonia and died. It was a childish way to think, but I couldn't stop myself."
"The best break I'd had in years was when I got home."
"'Well. Go to sleep. Give Mother a kiss. Did you say your prayers?' 'I said them in the bathroom. G'night!'"
Ah...good times...good times....
It's rather funny that Holden broke into his own house, and that it took this long in the story to finally meet Phoebe, although we've kinda already met her.

In other notes, I have a quote from Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. I do believe that The Catcher in the Rye has helped me to be less ashamed of writing/saying explicit language.
"Like I said, if there's something wrong with the bitch, there's something wrong with the pup," -Aunt Marge

Pip pip cheerio, darlings!
-Jenni

The Catcher In The Rye Week Two (7-12)

OMG, this book is SOOOO much better than the Odyssey!!!
I would like to congratulate Holden on ditching Pencey because he felt like it. And I would like to scold him for getting himself beat up by his roommate who happens to be dating the girl he's obviously still in love with. Some people just can't decide, can they?
I'm starting to wonder if Holden has some sort of mental disease, like ADHD or something. He has an endless source of energy, and does the things that annoy him most. Maybe that's why he's annoyed by them- he thinks that everyone is trying to copy him, in some random subconcous part of his brain.I know how he feels about just being depressed. I felt the same way when I went to fourth hour yesterday- it was really wierd. It probably had a lot to do with the fact that I'd just done a little research on Titanic for my novel...soooo sad :'(

"Josephine, my flying machine, up she goes, and up she goes," (heard twice in the movie, first by Jack, later by Rose)

WHY DOES HE HAVE TO DIE????
Oh, yeah...I forgot...so he could be in my novel!!!! ^^,
So, anyways, after that really super random part, I don't have much left to say, other than the cougars were really ditzy, Holden's kinda crazy, and I like his younger siblings.
That's it this week!
-Jenni
(Nimthiriel)

NaNoWriMo ideas

Ok, so i just had a great idea....(Jenna, are you ready for this?)
We all know the story of Jack and the beanstalk, right? Well, what if Jack is still alive, and his name is Jack Dawson, and he travels by ship or by land because he's still super scared of heights! And since he's part of a fairy tale, he can't die. And so, anyways, around 1912, he was on this one ship and he met a girl named Rose, who totally thinks he's dead, but when Cinderella goes looking for her Prince, Jack just happens to come along, and they run into Rose in Hollywood. YAY!!!

The Catcher in the Rye...Chapters 1-6

      I think I can say that I like Holden more than I liked Telemachus. However, the sanitation at Pencey thoroughly disgusts me. I can deal with all the "goddamns" and "sonovabi***" and "hells" and alltogether lack of grammar, but those slobs....EWWWW!!!
     I find myself wishing that Holden would leave already. I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ABOUT HOW MUCH YOU ALL HATE EACH OTHER. I AM A READER, NOT A MEDIATOR. I also wish that he would have gone and said hi to Jane/Joan.
    Holden is definatly an unreliable narrator, but also more relatable than Homer. "The child of morning, Rosy-Fingered dawn," doesn't stand a chance in the modern world if it's up against "goddamn morning". Yup. I really don't miss The Odyssey.
    Holden's little brother that died from leukemia would make a much better narrator. And a better story, in my opinion. It seemed odd how Holden just dismissed the memory of him so suddenly. But I really do feel bad for Holden now. *sigh*

    The quote this week is a perfect synopsis of my feelings over the needless chatter in The Oddyssey. And Habibi.
"Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn." -Rhett Butler (played by Clark Gable)
Gone With The Wind, 1939 (based on the best-seller by Margeret Mitchell, and one of the best books I've read yet)

-Jenni ;D