Dogs aren’t cheap

 

 

Because they aren’t – even when you adopt them. Grr.

The goldens were running out of food, so I dashed over to the pet store right after work today. Two 20lb bags of dog food, one container of joint/arthritis pills = 90 bucks. Add to that the 10 bucks worth of treats for dog class.

And that’s just food + supplies for two dogs.

Imagine if you are buying food and supplies for a whole kennel of dogs. All the more reason to donate moolah and goods to your local shelter. Just because you can’t adopt dogs, though you love them, doesn’t mean you can’t DO ANYTHING to help them.  Even if you buy an extra bag of dog food at the store, or pick up treats or toys to drop off at shelters and rescue groups – these are ways you can help.

I tend to favor smaller rescue groups (Last Chance Rescue) simply because the Humane Society isn’t thinking certain laws they are advocating through. They have a good idea in going after crummy owners, but they are going to make life hell for multi-dog owners who want to keep the animals intact and in the house without being treated like a prospective criminal. This is stupid – especially in a time when we want people to adopt two or three dogs so that the Society and other rescue groups don’t have to suffer the task of putting a healthy good dog down because there isn’t room or money to care for him.

And on  that note – keep an eye on the treats you buy at the store. Apparently chicken strips, pieces, whatever – I didn’t catch the brand name, but they are shipped from China and could be a health hazard to your pets.

Monday Random

1. Didn’t watch the Oscars. Probably the biggest insult is I forgot they were on.  But even so, I didn’t watch any of the movies that were up. I read the descriptos for them, but meh. Not my thing.

2. I do like the music from the Slumdog movie. But I like Bollywood music anyway. It has a mediteranean sound to it before it goes into total Bollywood. Me likey. :]

3. Got a shock when I read a caption for a news, and saw an bishop Dolan, something about him being for traditional orthodox etc, was picked for the Archdiocese of NY (I think). I immediately thought about OUR Bishop Dolan, as in the one down in Ohio and Florida and Mexico. It freaked me out until I read the story. *breathes sigh of relief*

4. Editing last night was crummy – I discovered that my voice at times sounded REALLY CHILDISH and OTT. I need to rewrite.

5. Wrote summaries/hooks for all my ‘finished’ novels, which helps me focus on the main points of each story. 

6. Baby sister has a new interest. I just wish that the rest of the family would leave her alone and let her make her own choices. They are freaking her out. Personally speaking, the guy sounds like he just likes to have friends who are girls. He’s very friendly and flirty, but that doesn’t exactly mean anything hormonal.

7. I love my Danny. When I brought Jacks home, I sort of thought that Danny would be ok if I paid more attention to the puppy as was necessary to build the bond between us for future training. I did the bonding thing with pup, and realized that Danny has been slipping and getting lost and quiet in the shuffle. So now I’m giving him first attention and going back to how I was then, with the addition being that way to Jacks. I’m ashamed to notice the difference in him. He’s perked up and bright eyed again. When I go downstairs to my room, he follows me straight away, and chooses to be with me over anyone else. He wants to go for walks again – which is heartbreaking since I refuse to take him the long way. I tried to go the short way every other day – and he’s happy. Best of all, no matter where he is in the house, he struggles to his feet and comes to the door to be there waggling when I come home from work. Is all good.

8. Forgot to mention. Walked yesterday and saw a flock of cedar waxwings!!!! There was a huge flock sitting in this tiny fruit-ish (crabapple?) tree, eating berries. There was a LOT of them – and more up in the overhead boxelders. There were also Robins plopping into the tree, easily double the size of the waxwings. The resident bird guy at my work said that waxwings are fairly common. Not sure about that – I might see one or two here and there, but never the huge flock. I think the birds are coming back. This means spring is returning. Thank GOD!

Cedar Waxwing

Paczki Day!!!

Paczki (Paczek = one, Paczki = several)

 

Coming up on Tuesday. Was thinking about picking up some for work that day, because last year we didn’t really have much of a selection. Not that I like them. I’m not a donut girl. Or if I eat donuts, I prefer french donuts or simple glazed donuts. The filled stuff is just too messy.

Fr. Collins visited today. He made the usual suggestion for those under age to use the days before Ash Wednesday to settle out what they are going to do as penance through the forty days. After you come of age (21) you are then expected to hold to the fast (two small nonmeat meals, one regular meat meal). Because I rarely eat more than 1.5 meals a day, I’ll probably do as the kids do and offer up a different sort of penance. More prayers a day, I think. Maybe a rosary on the way to work instead of listening to the radio. :]

Random note: I just realized that Mardi Gras translates to Fat Tuesday. Duh!

Vampire Academy

 Just thought I’d slip a recommend thingy in here for fun. I’ll do these more often as I read, hopefully with my mind still fixed on the details (so you won’t get this months after reading X book).

I read the first two books of Vampire Academy a while ago – borrowed them from the library. Yes, I’m aware the writer is some kind of writing machine and there are more than 2 books out. But I’ve been busy (am currently planning to go out and get the third with my next paycheck.

VAMPIRE ACADEMY (1) by Richelle Mead

It isn’t the best writing I’ve seen out there. I noticed a few mistakes that newbie writers in my group probably wouldn’t get away with, but EGAD she has two things  in her favor: voice and storytelling. That woman, Richelle, she knows how to build a world and make the reader sink into it and believe in it while they read. I mean, vampire compound in Montana? Nope, not believing that right now – but when you’re reading the book, you don’t think twice.

And I absolutely loved Dimitri. This takes me back to my teens when I went through my hot Russian guy thing. I absolutely loved Sergei Fedorov (hockey player, detroit red wings) and he figured heavily in my daydreams until whatever point when I decided I wasn’t that into blond guys after all. And he was verging on pedofilia with that Anne Kournikova  (sp) relationship.

Rose (main character) is Lissa (vampire princess)’s guardian. She has a weird bond with Lissa (can mind meld with Lissa, hear her thoughts and feelings, and even see through her eyes). And she likes being bit by Lissa – something that’s looked on as kinky and cheap.

Lissa’s a Morai (good vampire) and Rose is a Dhampir (offspring of humans and morai). Morai’s are into elemental magic – fire, air, water, earth are the usual elements. There is a fifth element – spirit – which is unusual and dangerous. Lissa’s element is spirit – which means that using her magic draws from her own spirit, makes her depressed and kinda crazy. That’s a problem.

Other problem is that one of the other Morai royals, a guy Lissa calls ‘uncle’ even though he isn’t, is dying from a disease I’ve never heard of and he wants her to use her rare and dangerous power to cure him. So he stalks around after her and later kidnaps her.

When a morai kills somebody, they become a stringoi – or crazy evil vamp. When they do so, they become superman like and can throw people around and be all crazy like that, but they can’t use their magic.

At the end of the book, Rose realizes that her friend (Lissa) is aware of the danger and is trying to stay off her addiction to using her magic (to save her sanity and life), but she might falter. There’s a chance that she will either go completely mad, or she might choose to go stringoi to get rid of the pain and suffering and addiction completely.

In the middle of all that, there is all of the intrigue with the hormonal teenaged morai and then Dimitri. Hot Dimitri. :p

If you have tender eyes, do note that the book has some edgy elements – at one point, Rose gets naked with Dimitri (nothing happened, they were under the influence of a lust spell on a piece of jewelry Rose was wearing). The writer is careful to avoid graphic descriptions – which is nice. She leaves it up to the reader to imagine where everyone’s hands were.

I’m going to reread book 2 (Frostbite) this week before I offer an in depth review. What I do remember is like with book 1, I didn’t put the book down. I just retreated from society for half a day and read my heart out. There are makeout sessions in book 2 – I do remember that. It struck me as ooky being in somebody else’s head while they are making out.  Also I was traumatized by a death… and new guy….

One of the things that stood out to me as I read – there was a slight familiarity with the storyline. It reminded me a little bit of Vampire Game (manga) as well as a online novel I read once. It was an unpublished novel on a forum – the writer was AWESOME GOOD, but she never finished the story. Actually, she seemed to get tired of the story about halfway and began throwing some gratuitous sex scenes in. And then nothing. She ended the book with the character facing a threesome with two vamps. Or maybe I just gave up at that point. I don’t remember.

What I LOVED about this book are the detailed rules the writer set up. I don’t read too many vamp books, so who know – this probably could be her ripping off some other author. The Morai/Stringoi thing was cool. And the blood whore detail and dhampir – loved it. Details like this made the story feel real and drew me in.

 *** Offhand, I see she had two more books yet to come out 4 and 5. Yay!

Here’s the author website: http://www.richellemead.com/bio.htm

AND SHE’S A FORMER MICHIGANDER!!!!!

And she went to U-M!!!

No, that isn’t the only reason why I grabbed her books. :p

Peering through the blinds

Working on ‘Unwilling’.

So far so good.

First chapter is reading smoothly. I have a feeling it might be too narrative-heavy, but I’ll see after posting it on critting group.

Currently shivering with a long swobe on. I can’t believe how cold it is. Took old guy and midget for a walk before their dinner (I eat supper closer to noon, because of indigestion problems), and nearly froze to death out there. It isn’t too cold, but the wind can knock your socks off.

Am worried about next month’s newsletter. Somebody gave me a thingy to put in the newsletter, and I was very polite and took it. He’s a nice guy, went out of his way, lives fairly near me, nice family, three dog guy and all.  But er… I don’t want to use it. It just doesn’t fit in with my vision for the newsletter. And the topic bores me to death, which means it will bore everyone else. And I’d rather talk about dogs if I must bore people to death. And suddenly I know EXACTLY what magazine editors feel like when they’re dealing with subs.

Detroit Kennel Club dog show at Cobo is coming up this coming weekend!!! I’m planning on driving down to watch and root on Saturday. Last year a Sealyham Terrior swept both shows. GRR. I used t o be pretty good at guessing who was going to win, based on which dog was showing its heart off. Case in point – when Big Ben (St. Bernard) won a show I was at a few years back. That dog was phenomenal. You couldn’t take your eyes off him when he was strutting (more like barelling) his stuff.  But it seems like some of the shows I go to now the judges pick their favorites or stories they liked.

Re/Westminster’s latest champ, I’m a bit conflicted about the dog that won – “Stump” the Sussex Spaniel. On one hand, the dog was completely adorable and it was a great story. And he was from the SPORTING GROUP – yay. But I thought that he wasn’t ’showing’ as well as the other dogs. There were other dogs who showed more of the spirit and flash for their breeds. Stump was a bit too old for that, although he certainly showed the spaniel sweetness and kindness. On the other hand – he certainly is the breed ideal, and what the AKC wants to promote. Long-lived and family dogs who get off the couch in their old age. And for his age, he certainly had a lovely coat and few signs of aging. I only noticed the droopier than normal spaniel eyes.

I guess in the end, this explains why I’m not so much into the conformation scene. I feel that there is a lot of politics going on there, and sometimes the dogs that DESERVE to win the big shows don’t, simply because of certain favoritisms or biases. I like obedience because you earn your points.

Sorting through the stacks

While I’m waiting for various people to respond to BE, I decided to edit something else – get another minion dashing out there. 

My problem is I have three or four possible partially finished right in front of me.

Novel 1. Vulcanic Drama

Thanks to Maverick’s drug-laced  cookies, Regina is pulled into other world by shadow guy who loves her.  He’s pretty to look at, but clearly unstable. All she wants is to get out of the prison he’s imposed on her, and she needs his brother’s help.

Theory: This was based on the story of Vulcan and the girl he kidnapped. Just the premise with a lot of other stuff. I haven’t yet figured out the moral of the story. I want to say redemption, but that means taking the story a lot further than I originally planned.

Problem: Er… VD sounds like a vampire if you read the first three chapters. That wasn’t the idea, but it sounds like that. There is absolutely no way I could pitch and sell a vampire novel right now. The market’s flooded.

Novel 2.  Unwilling

Geisha (Gay) knows she’s in trouble when a ghost dog comes out of her bedroom closet. She’s either crazy or haunted. The guy at the cemetary says she’s haunted, which he ought to know since his dead mother’s royally ticked off at him for blocking her and other spirits out. The guy can’t understand ghost human talk, but he’s good with animals. Says the dog’s on a mission to save the world and needs Gay to be his gopher.  Why would a dog want to save the world? Maybe because if he succeeds, he gets his second chance at heaven.

Etc:  Second chances and ghosts, and using gifts instead of wasting them or using them for evil… something like that.

Problem: I lost track of the ending. Need to print up novel and read before continuing.

Novel 3. Crackup

Crack a mirror and open a portal to hell. Maybe that sounds a little dramatic, but that’s the reality Jen faces after she breaks a mirror in her aunt’s attic. It wasn’t her choice. The formerly ghostly naked guys made her do it, and the consequences are vast unless she can work together with her aunt, adopted cousin, and an evicted prince to recreate the portal and sort out all of the prisoners.

Theory: Messy.

Problem: Haha! Vast. I need to de-complicate the problem. Earth is a prison planet, when the portal is closed the chickens will take over the farm and eat the cows. Or something. Simple premise, but the novel started turning into a horror story with zombies, which I ABSOLUTELY didn’t want. No zombies.

*** I’m leaning towards going with Unwilling. Only because I haven’t read it in two years and it will be practically like working on something new. Yay.

The Agent isn’t a Creator

I just thought of something that I might add.

I know I PROMISED NEVER EVER EVER EVER to turn this into a pseudo writing lesson – like you’re going to listen to somebody who isn’t even published! Pfft!

But I watch American Idol, and have seen similarities between those desperate people who are trying to win the go ahead from the judges, and those desperate people (like myself) who are trying to win the go ahead from agents.

Prior to this year, I’ve always laughed my head off and wondered why these people were bothering. They were all so obviously talentless and BAD!!!!

But now that I’m getting into the mix, it occurred to me that a lot of writers are in the same position. Even now, I flub auditions (queries) and tout a voice (novel) which probably isn’t ready for the big time yet (I need to make sure I de-confuse it before sending anything more out. I still haven’t heard back from partial reading agent, but anticipate a ‘no’).

That leads me to the point that suddenly occurred to me as I added the links to agents on the right.

Agents are there to FIND talent and then sell it to the highest bidder.

They aren’t in the business of creating stars. They take what they can make money on and sell with the least amount of revision work.

As writers, we might have a GREAT idea and it might be on the tips of our tongue to tell the agents to trust us to make whatever changes they want. To beg them to mold us into the sort of writer they can sell. – Just as on Idol, you might see some singers come through who have no singing talent or ability, and they beg for a chance. They tout the fact that they have the looks and determination and they are willing to work their bums off to become whatever the judges and program want.

Watching those people on Idol, my reaction is always – THAT NEVER WORKS, IDIOT!  And I’m generally upset for them for making such cringing ninnies out of themselves on TV.

But writers do the same thing when we skip the homework, don’t put the work in beforehand… and promise to work hard if the door is opened for us.

For me.

So here’s my solemn vow.

I will accept rejection with grace and go back to the drawing board.

We could all use the example of the Utah folks from this season of Idol. They all smiled and thanked the judges very nice, not making the slightest quibble or complaint or protest or plea.

So there will be no more squabbling over feedback like I did two days ago. 

Or else.

*I just threatened self with an overflowing the plate helping of slimy boiled spinach if I fall back on this vow.  If you know me, that is like threatening to commit suicide or worse.

Back to the drawing board

Over on MSFV, the latest agent was revealed to be – DRUMROLL – Kristen!

Yikes! I never would have guessed that she would be so fierce. Then again, she gave a nice schpeel for all the “OTHER” writers, basically encouraging them to keep on going with their writing, etc. Try again in four years. Maybe not the same novel. Older, wiser, more polished, etc.

I thought that was really nice of her, even though my neurotic thoughtwaves were picking up vibes that maybe she was telling ME not to query her right away – I was the only one on the comment thread who basically announced I was coming after her with my novel.  I banished those thoughtwaves, reminding self it isn’t all about me. It’s about everyone who has been rejected in this grand flood of recession and new year resolution and post NANO inquirers.

And it’s also about me.

So!

I’m going to do one more revision of SF/BE, concentrating on the beginning chapter.

I’m also going to turn my attention to my two last NANO’s, which are a little more market ready. Neither have a proper ending, and I can’t really run them through crits until I do. Yah. Not going to be fun.

On the plus side, I just figured out that with the Word “Book View” I can fix it so I can see the entire page while editing or writing. Yay! I’m all for getting a different view going to stire the mental energy.

- And other ways of stirring the mental energy. I took up a little arts and crafts again. Not knitting (hurts my wrists way too much). I discovered painting glass and also painting rocks.

Haven’t tried the rocks yet, but I was all over the glass thingamabobs. Here they are!

   Not really a close up view, but I painted two hearts, dragonfly, yellow tulipy flowers, red and yellow flowers on black, abstract art otherwise known as ruined ladybug, happy red fish, and the view out my back window which would be snow and pines.

 

 

Here’s another view of my winter scene one….

 

 That is Jacky looking absolutely mesmerized by my camera. He’s so cute.

 

And just one more.  This one cracks me up, because it looks like a dancing snow man between two crazy dancing scarecrows. Which is a scene I’d DEFINITELY paint, er, if I had more talent, Yanno?

The wall behind my floating hand and shiny glass stone is right over my bed. Backcountry homey, I guess you can call it. Or I never throw anything out. With the glass stones, I’m thinking about gluing them to the wall in my bathroom. Sounds bizarre right? But I think it would actually look pretty in there. And what the difference between the glass stones and tiles that I would ALSO glue to the wall if I were so inclined to pay the price for them?

Fine. Maybe I’ll glue them to something else and hang them properly on the wall. That way I can rearrange on occasion without peeling the plaster.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BACK TO WORK!!!!

I have my reading glasses on, my laptop computer in my lap, secluded location, and above all else –  RESOLVE.

I’m going to write up a quicky working synopsis of what I have so far of my 2007 novel. That will give me a clear idea where to take this. See you when the sun rises!

New suspicion!!!!

The AFH might actually be a woman after all! 

I’m placing my bets on Jenny, because she’s ALSO sick. Yi! Must be some kind of contagious A disease that they’re sharing around over there. (imagines all the Ah squashed close together on the same strip of downtown M.). 

Printed up first 50 pages of BE/SF. I’ll read it when my head is clear – I’m tired and have a whole list of stuff I have to do before crashing tonight – the whole evening hygeine thing.

The day after much fuming

I’m considerably more ‘chill’ today – admittedly was ticked off last night over that half-assed excuse of a crit from the SA. 

And no. Normally, I don’t say half-assed – but I do think it applies here.

There were a lot of people who got some cabeza-de-vaca comments this morning. The rotten thing is that I agreed with some, and maybe there were a couple where I just didn’t understand the SA’s entheusiasm. There were stories in the contest where the writing was awesome… yet they got panned by SA.  *Shakes head.*

A twittered about the SA’s harsh comments to Colleen and another agent. They defended SA, and basically said that people needed the tough love treatment to grow.  I couldn’t disagree with that – dang it.

It should be interesting when the unveiling happens tomorrow morning.

I’m betting it’s a guy.  Like Nathan.

Or it could be Janet, who was sick last week – which would explain SA’s slow start. But Janet  doesn’t do fantasy, so it’s probably not her.  

It could be a woman, simply because Colleen and other agent referred to SA as ’she’. Hmm.

All in all, I’m probably relieved that I essentially got disqualified (I didn’t hook the SA). I would be a nervous wreck tomorrow (for inexplicable reasons). Instead, I’m thinking about Tuesday when I might get rejection and feedback on partial. 

 Quakes!

*** Totally random, but watched a movie today – Bogeyman 2.

Blargh.

It was a stinking slasher flick. And I was stunned that they showed so much gore! And I knew exactly what was going on before we got halfway through the movie.

Here’s the plot w/spoilers:

1.  Boy acts kinda weird about dark bathroom or hall. Parents are impatient. Little sister wakes up and watched her dad hacked to death by SOMEBODY. She finds brother, tells him the bogeyman DOES exist and she saw him kill daddy. They find their mom in bed – also hacked to death.

2. Kids grow up, they were in seperate assylums or something – I wasn’t really paying attention (eating mac and cheese).  Girl happy to see brother, etc, etc. Finds out he’s going away to college or something (code: LEAVING HER), and she’s  not so happy. Throws out ice cream. She has nightmare (brother has bogeyman slashing out of him or something), talks to brother, tells him that everything not ok she’s still freaked out by stuff. Next thing you know, she’s going to the assylum or program where HE spents some time getting adjusted and positve about stuff.

3. Meets a bunch of other kids at assylum group – they all are afraid of something: human contact, dark, gaining weight,  a cutter (I’m not sure what she was afraid of), germs. Add to that the staff – psychiatrist who reminded me of somebody, doctor/director, and nurse.

4. General observation here – boys look like they were right out of Twilight, in that they were identical! They all had the same floppy hairdos and faces. The psyciatrist, bullemic, and main character who interchangable – in that they all had long blond hair. The cutter was different – cute, but then she reminded me of Kelly Osborne (and now I’m hankering to look the movie up on IMDB to see if she really was Kelly).

5, The movie turns into The Haunting, or House on Haunted Hill. It is an EXPERIMENT! Drawing together all of these kids who are afraid of SOMETHING. <- cliche and plot hole ridden, if you ask me.

6. Then the movie turns into a slasher, with the bogeyman (who apparently knows the kids enough to target their fears) killing them off one by one in the most gruesome way possible.

a. Kid who was afraid of the dark was locked in the dark until the bogeyman got him and apparently put his body in the elevator shaft, where it would be chopped in half (I still didn’t understand how that’d happen, considering he was found hanging upside down insdie the elevator. He was hanging from SOMETHING Yanno?).

b.  Germphobe freaks out when he finds cockroaches in his munchie bag, and he in fact crunched on a cockroach before realizing it. He rightfully  goes into a panic and tries washing his mouth out with water – only all the water bottles in his fridge are empty. Bogeyman walks in the room and rolls a bottle of green liquid at the kid. He’s clearly freaked out, but the need to wash out wins. He grabs the bottle and chugs. Only it’s acid… I think. Dead boy.

c. Nurse and Director/Doctor sort of go next… sort of. Down in the basement where they went to power up the computers and phones… or something. The nurse is slashed to death… I think. Doctor is electricuted to death – you presume.

d. Cutter girl is strapped to her bed, and has maggots crawling into her many cuts and sores. She has a knife left on her, and instead of using it to cut herself free, she uses it shred her own arms trying to get the maggots out.  Okay…. her body disapears, so we can only assume the maggots ate her, cleaned up all the blood, and flew away.  z]

e. agoraphobic kid is attacked next. Because he’s afraid of opening up to people or whatever… bogeyman slashes him open and removes his heart while he’s still alive. Yucko.

f. bullemic girl is attached to a feeding tube and it force fed until she bursts – all over the main character.

g. phychiatrist is slashed in the back and has hyperdermic needles jammed into his eyes.

h. main character is left alone to face the bogeyman – which is her biggest fear.

* Like I said. Slasher flick, and a particularly disgusting, revolting, and yucko-uckety one at that.

7.  The reason why I suspected there was something going on with the brother is simply – he was mia when the parents were killed, and we were never given his side of the story. Also, he knew all of the other kids at the hospital or group or whatever. He knew about all of their fears. And another reason why I started believing it was the brother? I’ve watched other slasher flicks. It is never something ’supernatural’. It usually is somebody very close to the main character. Usually, it’s the guy the main character has sex with before realizing he killed all her friends (Scream), but it can be relatives as well. It is the ultimate fear factor, because you automatically trust people closest to you. It’’s that much harder to notice when things aren’t exactly right.

That, and – I’m sure other people who grew up sharing bedrooms with sibling had those wacky fears about waking up and finding a sister standing next to the bed – viciously sleepwalking with a kitchen knife.  :O

8. End of story – the bogeyman’s mask is yanked off, and it is MC’s wacky older brother. The movie tried to fuzzy the lines about whether he was the one who killed his parents or not, but here’s my take:

He has psychotic flashes, and always has. He killed his parents during a psychotic moment. When his sister found him and went on about the bogeyman, he shifted all the blame onto the bogeyman rather than face the horror (he felt) over killing his own parents. He didn’t do it. Bogeyman did it.

The psychiatrist may or may not have suspected this was the case  – because there were other cases he was working on. That part totally confused me. He put MC’s brother into a dark closet and forced him to face his fears. When the brother came out of the closet, he was supposedly cured – but in reality he had accepted that other part of him. Maybe in a psychotic way he let the bogeyman take over.

I’m still not sure about why he preyed on his sister when she went back to the hospital… unless it had something to do with him forcing her to face her fears. He had some crazybutt theory he was helping her. *I might check it out on the IMDB boards later* He was definitely doing  some psychotic weaving when the mask was yanked off. Like he was sort of her brother again, and trying to make things better and calm her down. When he put the mask on again, that symbolized him going back to being baddass evil and slashing everyone – even his sister to death.

Ooh. I just thought of something too.

Maybe he DID think he was helping her, only in he offered her a way to feel like it was over and she had killed the bogeyman. She wasn’t supposed to find out that the person whose head she chopped off was really the doctor (who somehow survived being fried by the sparking high voltage wire in water trick). She was supposed to go back to her life and never look back (her brother was the bogeyman, but she’d somehow chopped his head off with a giant pair of scissors, the end).

He’d sent her to the hospital group, because probably he wanted to take revenge on everyone there for his ordeal, and it was the perfect playground to set up her ‘Kill the Bogeyman’ final act. And he didn’t have to be killed himself, of course. She wasn’t supposed to find that out though…  

*interesting*

Actually – if you cut out a LOT OF THE OOKY BLOOD/GORE/MAGGOTS/BURSTING BLOOD SPLATTERING BODIES, etc it was one of those movies I actually love.