Strange and Random

I must admit that I had never thought that people read this blog. I guess I was wrong. From the depths of my heart, I truly thank the few of you for caring. There really are wonderful people out in the world. You, my friends, are proof.

I suppose it has often been hard for me to drop my defenses - that ever social and not quite serious exterior - when I am not writing, and even, now, I feel somewhat less exposed through the relative anonymity of this page. Often, I have felt the urges to allow people to understand me better, wishing I could drop the habitual, whimsical, social caprice I give off. I just do not know how to do it in person. I do not know if this is a lack of confidence in my being or merely an inhibition. This blog, I suppose, more or less, serves as my medium, and in some ways, my reprieve.

Thank you for hearing me.
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Changing topics, I am not a fan of reproductions or adaptations that deviate too much from an original masterpiece story. I dislike additions to such stories, as well. Humbly, I feel like if the masterful writer intended these things, he or she would have already included them. Thus, I was a bit saddened to see a book entitled: "Master: An Erotic Novel of the Count of Monte Cristo" by Colette Gale advertised at Barnes and Noble. I do not know if saddened is the right word. It was more of a mixture of curiosity and disgust.

The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas has been a celebrated book to me. I cannot fathom whole new renderings of a story which I have come to love. My dream would be to be able to one day craft a story half as masterful as Monsieur Dumas.

Happiness, though, I have found an online version of the book, by Google Books. Yet another reason why I love Google. They have found an even higher place in my heart.
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I found it interesting today, changing topics once again, that I am so used to internet-speak that I give no second thought when reading it, even in stories. I was reading some piece, I forget which now, posted on the net. There was a line that went something like "OMG! We need it now!". Only after did I finish the page did I go, "wait, did the writer really just use 'OMG'? wait wait... did I really not notice until just now?" With a bit of remorse, I find this to be very amusing. I hope, though, that such things will not creep into my own endeavors; though, I am not sure if I care one way or another if I read it in others'.
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Finally (I suppose I have lots of thoughts today... insomnia), yes but finally, and certainly not least, I reacquainted myself with God again. It has been a few weeks since I picked up my Bible, for various reasons that I will not delve into here. The experience brought me to tears.

I will always thank God for His infinite mercy.