Welcome back! Today I'll be talking about another one of my great loves.
Back in the day when people used to record movies on video tapes, I had this one. It was a bad copy with all the commercials (because we got it off the tv--obviously--when they played it during some kind of fundraising special) and half of it had the audio of the movie we'd recorded over. It was at just about Falcor's entrance that the audio switched over to The Neverending Story (the other movie was some Rodney Dangerfield flick).
Oh man, that was my favorite part. And I played that movie every day and memorized every word (even the ones I couldn't hear).
Falcor was like a great big, fuzzy best friend.
And boy did I wish I could write a book that would come to life. I started thinking that maybe if I could find a secret school attic and had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and apple with a really cool-looking journal, it might just happen. Because as much as I loved reading, I loved writing even more. I wanted to write the next great book.
And I wanted my characters to pop out of the fantasy world and take me with them on some crazy adventures.
How about you guys? Did you love Falcor and the whole Neverending Story gang?
