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From Page to Screen: Comparison of A Novel entitled The Notebook with Its Film Adaptation

Introduction           Readers have an important role in developments of a novel. They have different judgments on every novel that they have read. Bestselling novel make an outstanding storyline and arouse readers’ curiosity. Another form of readers reaction and appreciation to the literary works are to reproduce it. Many directors are transforming novel into film. Novel and film are two different things in terms of storytelling and the used media to deliver it. Film and novel use materially different ways to describe the world or to express a point of view. We can see how pictures in the film shows value while novel describes it through text.           There are many reasons of underlying the transformation from novel to film. The reasons are various. Whether the novel is famous among people, have remarkable ideas, written by well-known author, or all aspects in one. In the process of transformation from novel to white screen, it will make the changes to narration, plot, characteriza

Dari Insecure sampai Bersyukur: Sebuah Perjalanan Self-Love

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Dari kecil sampai umurku menuju seperempat abad ini, aku sering banget dengar frasa love yourself , accept yourself , believe yourself bahkan sekarang sangat familiar dengan gerakan self-love. Memangnya apa sih maksudnya? Menyukai diri sendiri apapun bentuknya? Merasa cukup dengan semua hal dalam diri? Percaya bahwa diri sendiri mampu melakukan berbagai hal meskipun banyak kekurangan? Mari kita akui bahwa sulit sekali mengimplementasi kalimat-kalimat tersebut ke dalam kehidupan kita. Cerita ini adalah sudut pandangku, perjalanan satu persatu pertanyaanku tentang mencintai diri sendiri terjawab dengan rentetan peristiwa yang tidak mudah kulalui sama sekali.  Namun, sebelum sampai pada turning-point itu, aku pernah ada di titik tertinggi insecure . Selalu tidak pernah merasa cukup dengan diri sendiri. Selalu membandingkan kehidupanku dengan orang lain. Merasa tidak cukup cantik, tidak cukup pintar, tidak cukup berbakat, tidak cukup menyenangkan untuk disukai orang. Perasaan tersebut me

Book Summary: Lone Eagle by Danielle Steel

LONE EAGLE BY DANIELLE STEEL Book details: Paperback, 480 pages Published January 29th 2002 by Dell (first published 2001) Originally published in Great Britain by Bantam Press It takes courage to let someone you love fly free. Prologue The phone call came on a snowy December afternoon. Kate was certain it was Joe, her soulmate since they’d met thirty-four years before – but what she got was the call she had never wanted. It was a Joe’s new assistant, told her the most frightening news in her entire life. It was like the sound of time running out, the feeling of falling through space into a bottomless abyss. A life without Joe was unimaginable, unthinkable. Kate had felt him in her bones. Over the years, he had become part of her soul. He was a major part of her, and had been for a long time. There had been clashes over the years, and explosions, peaks and valleys, mountaintops, sunrises and sunsets, and peaceful times. He had been Everest to her. The Ultimate. The place she

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I remember the first time we met the way you walked the way you talked the way you told your jokes the way you made me laugh the way you laughed your eyes, your eyebrows, your mustache, your lips the way you smiled to me for the first time how adorable it was. I thought about how could you fall in love with me and me too we fall in a field of beautiful daisy. I love you I do I always do but you did. I love the way you hold my hand tightly like you will hold it as long as the world exist but no longer now. I love the way you kiss me in forehead even it for the last or least. I love the way you understand me no matter how selfish I love you but then you gave up. I let you I couldn’t force you I gave you more space because I love you. Whether I stay or go please don’t forget how ardently I have loved you. And please don’t push me out and never let me back in. I feel so selfish to l

Worst thing

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When you lose someone, someone you love, when they break your heart, it's the hardest thing you could ever go trough. and no matter how much time has passed, it never really goes away. you may think you're getting better, but then you get a flashback, or hear a song that reminds you of a memory. and it hits you all over again, all at once, like a stab in the chest. you fall apart, for the hundredth time. and you feel like you just want to crawl under a rock and never come out. you love this person with all of your heart, even though you know you shouldn't. they hurt you worse than you've ever been hurt. they stole your happiness. but yet, you still want them, and only them. other people come along and give you chances to move on, but you know you don't want to. it upsets you that you might be moving on, because you promised you never would. and even if they broke all their promises, you want to keep yours. on top of that, you're terrified, terrified of getting

You and Me VS The World, No More.

We hurt each other even in silent. We don’t need to say the words, our eyes were filled with pain already. Maybe it was love. Maybe it was lust. And maybe what hurt the most was the high expectation. The way we hurt each other just to show how we loved each other was tiring, wasn’t it? Memories fade as time goes by or gone, just like that, with no trace. But we always remember how it hurt. I hurt you. You hurt me more. Then we said goodbye when all we wanted to say was ‘forgive me’.The ego has landed. I wanted to say ‘please stay’ but the words froze in my brain, leave me wondering: what did we do wrong? Maybe you will never know that… I’m falling endlessly. I’m falling hopelessly. You’re not there to catch me. When you hugged me, it felt like I’ll always be alright. Now that you left, it feels like nothing will ever be okay. For example, I can never listen to Michael Buble anymore. His Home hurts too much since you’re not the home anymore. And you know what? I am never alone. Not