Gunn: The final score can't be rigged. I don't care how many players you grease, that last shot always comes up a question mark. But here's the thing. You never know when you're taking it. It could be when you're duking it out with the Legion of Doom, or just crossing the street deciding where to have brunch. So you just treat it like it was up to you—the world in balance—'cause you never know when it is.

'Underneath'


Literary Buffistas 3: Don't Parse the Blurb, Dear.

There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."


Amy - Jul 04, 2011 10:07:45 am PDT #15514 of 28769
Because books.

I get a little sniffly every time I read Beth getting the piano from Mr. Lawrence in Little Women.

Other books that made me sob, although I don't reread them, are My Sister's Keeper, The Time-Traveler's Wife, and The Sweet, Far Thing (although I probably will reread that trilogy at some point). Also cried more than once reading The Hunger Games trilogy.


Laga - Jul 04, 2011 10:09:07 am PDT #15515 of 28769
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.

Watership Down Hazel-rah!


Connie Neil - Jul 04, 2011 10:11:02 am PDT #15516 of 28769
brillig

Watership Down Hazel-rah!

Ahhh!! yes.

Though the best moment is when Bigwig drags himself up and says, "My Chief Rabbit told me to stop you here." And the other rabbits go, "Shit! He's *not* the Chief Rabbit??? There's someone *he* takes orders from???"


Dana - Jul 04, 2011 10:14:24 am PDT #15517 of 28769
I haven't trusted science since I saw the film "Flubber."

Oh, Anne of Green Gables is a good one. I don't generally reread things that make me cry.

Possibly Harry Potter.


Steph L. - Jul 04, 2011 10:15:28 am PDT #15518 of 28769
It's actually been a really hard year, when you stop and do the math. Eliot would cry, too, if it didn't take him seventy minutes of therapy, two cocktails, and a Sondheim medley before he can experience a human emotion through the haze of his PTSD.

The Sweet, Far Thing (although I probably will reread that trilogy at some point).

I re-read the trilogy last year and just stopped before the end. Because I knew it would leave me an utter, gibbering mess.


Beverly - Jul 04, 2011 10:30:52 am PDT #15519 of 28769
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

All of those are--you realize there's a whole raft of books I'm never reading again, right? For the crying thing. As well as ones I won't read again because they were awful, and the ones I won't even finish--and that's huge for me, because for many, too many years, if I started it I had to finish it. Till one day I realized I'd never read all the books I wanted to, so why was I reading stuff unworthy of my time? I still feel guilty rereading favorites--time! Time I should spend on reading new stuff! But comfort reading is important, so I still do reread.

ANYway. Erin, Pawn in Frankincense is the fourth volume in Dunnett's Lymond Chronicles.


Amy - Jul 04, 2011 10:31:43 am PDT #15520 of 28769
Because books.

Oh god, I forgot Harry Potter. Sobbed at the end of both six and seven.

Because I knew it would leave me an utter, gibbering mess.

Yeah, that's my fear. I actually want to read her new books before I reread the trilogy -- I have Going Bovine and I need to get Beauty Queens.


Scrappy - Jul 04, 2011 10:36:14 am PDT #15521 of 28769
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

To Kill a Mockingbird.


Beverly - Jul 04, 2011 10:36:58 am PDT #15522 of 28769
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

I still have not read Deathly Hallows. And yes, I've seen Pt. 1 and will see Pt. 2. Somehow, in this instance, I'd rather watch than read. I know it's going to be bad, but I just couldn't bring myself to read the final book. Yet.


Steph L. - Jul 04, 2011 10:43:27 am PDT #15523 of 28769
It's actually been a really hard year, when you stop and do the math. Eliot would cry, too, if it didn't take him seventy minutes of therapy, two cocktails, and a Sondheim medley before he can experience a human emotion through the haze of his PTSD.

All of those are--you realize there's a whole raft of books I'm never reading again, right? For the crying thing.

Confession: I have never read Watership Down and probably never will. Because of the crying thing.