I was lucky enough to talk my husband into coming to see Eclipse, the latest in the Twilight saga, at the weekend. We have quite a good system where I will go to things he wants to see and he will come to things I want to see. What he doesn't realize is that I like to see everything so I get huge brownie points, say, for going to see The A Team when in fact I was gagging to see it anyway. My friend Noriko did the hair and make up for Liam Neeson who I thought looked gorgeous and Bradley Cooper is easy on the eye too plus the South African guy from District 9 provided a certain quirky humour. It was better than Ironman 2, if you ask me, although I do like Robert Downey Junior and, ever since I started subscribing to her newsletter, goop.com, Gwyneth.
Eclipse was great if you love pent-up sexual tension, which I do, unless it's my own but even then I think teenage pent-up sexual tension is an entirely different brand from the middle-aged sort. When you are 18 you have nothing to compare it to. You might think that if you never see your spunky vampire again you will die with the pain. What you don't know is that in 20 years time you will feel exactly the same way about missing the bus and arriving late at the store thereby missing out on getting the pair of shoes you'd been ogling for weeks at half price.
I watched a great movie on television the other night too: Gran Torino directed by and starring Clint Eastwood. It's a a real tear jerker. Not a big exploding movie but a tight story set in a small world. Clint Eastwood plays a sort of Dirty Harry grown old and being swamped in the suburbs by the very people he was sent to Korea to get rid of in the war. It sort of makes you understand why old people can be so fecking grouchy but don't watch it if you have had Political Correctness implants.
Sarah-Kate Lynch
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Selected WorksFiction
Dolci di Love
When childless Lily Turner finds out her perfect husband has a secret family in Tuscany she goes there to find him and chop him into a thousand tiny pieces – but an underground league of Italian widows hell-bent on mending broken hearts has other plans. On Top Of Everything
Florence Dowling believes rotten things happen in threes so when she loses her job and her husband in the space of a single day, she knows there's worse to come. *US readers see BOOKS page to find out about getting a copy of this book. House of Daughters
US version of The House of Peine. Mathilde, Clementine and Sophie have nothing in common except the champagne that runs in their blood. But is that enough? The House of Peine
Three estranged sisters battle it out among the vineyards of France when they inherit a failing Champagne House. Eating With The Angels
Life turns sour for a high-falutin' restaurant critic when her romantic Venetian honeymoon turns into a nightmare. By Bread Alone
“Witty, charming, faithfully passionate to its subject and emotionally adept. If only this book was a man.” -Sunday Star Times Blessed Are the Cheesemakers
“In the spirit of Chocolat...a tender love story told through the medium of cheese.” -Publishers Weekly Finding Tom Connor
“A cross between Bridget Jones’s Diary and Waking Ned Devine, this is a romantic and rollicking good read.” -Next Magazine Short Stories
Bosom Buddies
A collection of entertaining, powerful & thought-provoking short stories by some of the finest contemporary writers in New Zealand and the United Kingdom. Non-Fiction
The Modern Girl’s Guide to Life
A smorgasbord of columns from the New Zealand Woman’s Weekly’s favourite columnist. |
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So I received a copy of the House of Joy this morning and had to start reading it immediately. I'm even letting my youngest daughter watch back to back movies, just so that I can read it. If only I had some bubbly...
I also love love loved Blessed are the Cheesemakers and By Bread Alone (although I'm sure I put on weight reading them) and gradually I am gathering all of your novels. I know my mother will also be very pleased with my new addition next time she visits. We usually engage in a healthy book exchange but I must confess that I have trouble letting your books leave my house! But I do share them, because they're magical. However it might be true that they leave my house with several dire warnings floating above the borrower's head (even if it is my dear mother taking them).
Anyway, that quite possibly is enough gushing for my first ever blog comment. Cheers Kate. Thankyou for writing.
Right now though I'd better get back to reading before my children need me to feed them or some such...oh and I'll be sure to get myself some bubbly before the book's end.