Spending the Night With Katharine

There is nothing quite as loud as the sound of silence. The house practically rings with it. Not everyone will understand what I’m talking about. But as the youngest of a very large family, I grew up surrounded by noise.

Noise is natural

I can tune it out. I can’t tune out silence

Things happen in the quiet. Ask any parent, silence is not to be trusted.

On Mother’s Day, I was given the gift of aloneness. All by myself (dog and cats don’t count). No worries about dinner, or who’s fighting who, or being watched in case I did something that someone else wanted to do too. Now, I understand that too much aloneness can be depressing, but I haven’t reached that threshold yet. And if my husband keeps his promise to haunt me when he’s gone, I don’t think I ever will:-

My present gave me the perfect opportunity to spend time with one of my favorite movie stars, Ms Katharine Hepburn. A while ago, I managed to buy the movie collection at Costco but time being what it is, I’ve never been able to watch all of them. So with hours to spend, I loaded up the DVD player with Undercurrent. Given the blurb, I fully expected it to be a rehash of Dial M for Murder or one of it’s many incarnations. (not that there’s anything wrong with Dial M)

Happily, I was wrong. This was a new story and one where Ms Hepburn played a more demure and less strong willed woman than I was accustomed to. It even had a few twists that kept me guessing and the dashing Robert Taylor was a bit creepy

After a quick dip in the pool (where my belly tried to avoid the cold water by crawling over my head), I checked the time. Bonus! I could watch another movie. So I popped in Sylvia Scarlett. Aside from Ms. H, this one alway had the marvelous and smooth Cary Grant. It was billed as their first movie together and so I thought I hadn’t seen it. Well, I hadn’t seen it all the way through but I’d seen part of it off and on. Although Cary wasn’t the hero, he still had swoonable qualities and his actions definitely had leading man potential. As I’d expected, Ms H was fabulous in her role as a girl playing a boy who experiences her first crush. Ahh, l’amore.

It was a fabulous Mother’s Day. 

About Linda Andrews

Linda Andrews lives with her husband and three children in Phoenix, Arizona. When she announced to her family that her paranormal romance was to be published, her sister pronounce: "What else would she write? She’s never been normal." All kidding aside, writing has become a surprising passion. So just how did a scientist start to write paranormal romances? What other option is there when you’re married to romantic man and live in a haunted house? If you’ve enjoyed her stories or want to share your own paranormal experience feel free to email the author at www.lindaandrews.net She’d love to hear from you.
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4 Responses to Spending the Night With Katharine

  1. danrshaw says:

    You’ve managed to mention two of our favorite Hollywood stars, Hepburn and Grant. We’ve seen every movie each of them has ever been it. We always wonder why they don’t make stars like that anymore? Back then they had to memorize their scripts and just relied on prompt cards. No such thing as teleprompters back then. Our favorite movie they did together was Bringing Up Baby.

  2. I love Bringing up Baby. My favorite scene is when they’re in the restaurant–all of it from the olives, purse snatching and ripping her dress. It’s a great movie! But my favorite of the two of them together is Holiday. I watch both of them several times a year. And you’re right, Hollywood doesn’t seem to make ’em like them anymore, but maybe it’s because the scripts rarely rely on the acting, just the special effects.

  3. danrshaw says:

    Hi Linda, I’ve tried to send you an email but your inbox is full and is rejecting email now.

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