Dracula
I just read Dracula.
The original book by Bram
Stoker. I understand why the movie
recently was so difficult to sink into. The story seemed like bits
slopped together. Well, the book is written in the form of journal
entries and letters. I have to say, the book is far better at it than
the movie. There are several distinct styles. No one character
dominates. It is a good read.
My Funeral Arangements
I've given it at least fifteen minutes of thought and I've come up with
my funeral arrangements. The plan requires the utmost secrecy, so
shhhhh.
First, the corps is to be displayed as normal, open coffin, with the
chest area, hands crossed, open. At a point in the middle of some one's
words, a group of Duster clad, armed men is to burst in and take the
room hostage. When people are ordered to stand away from the
"Hell-Spawn", a man dressed much like Van Helsing is to march down the
middle of the room and drive a large wooden stake through my heart.
Just as his first blow rings true, a blood curdling screech is to
emanate from the coffin and the body is to be made to lurch. Upon
subsequent blows, smoke is to rise from the corps as the sound fades to
a dull moan of anguish. At the last thunderous drop of the sledge,
coffin, corps and all is to burst into flame. Van Helsing turns and
exits as he came in, with a fast, business confident gate. His company
are to storm from the place as he exits. They shout "God have mercy on
his sole!"
How is that for an exit?
It wasn't me. You can't prove anything.
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I'd say that's a memorable exit. If you hate all of your family and friends and want to make them crazy for the rest of their lives, give them that lasting memory of you. Otherwise, keep in mind that flowers and a nice procession are always nice.
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