the lovely bones

oh ..i so cant wait this movie to hit the cineams and theatres..i so love the trailer ..reminds me of "what dreams may come"...the cast is amazing and the trailer looks outstanding...
when i discovered this trailer today (i didnt knew that the book would be turned into a film) a lot of memories came back to me ..memories from a time so long ago..the time when i was with J...j was a 42 years old, wodka and xanax addicted american script writer/ film maker..and J. was my lover...j. always send me books when we couldnt be together (j lived in london i lived already in aachen)..beautiful books (each one with a lovely dedication)i didnt knew by then, like for example white teeth, under the skin, astonishing splashes of color, middlesex, the virgin suicides and lovely bones...lovely bones was the first book and i brought it to paris when we were there for j´s work and for hollydays..we had a apartment on the rue st louis(only 20 minutes from where i had lived as a kid) ...and from the living room window i could see the old boys school(it was so close i almost could reach over the street and touch it)..it was during fashion week and we went to see the shows of dior and the first solo show by john..we drank all the time..j broke a finger..all drunk and clumsy..we strolled through paris by night..snow all over us...explored book stores..new restaurants..partied in the bars and almost every night in the plaza athene..we met many famous people who all seemed to be friends from j´s past.and meanwhile i was reading the lovelybones..this amazing and heartbreaking book...j wrote "the first book into the right direction"..love had bitten us like a hungry mouth into a ripe, heavy plum..our love was purple by day and viole(n)t by night...i remeber the steam of our love making fogging up the windows..skin..fingers..hair..tangled...coats, jeans and underwear torn apart from our hungry bodies...i remeber that i looked out the window while i came and my eyes me the starring eyes of this person standing on the schools balcony...i read the lovely bones..we went to celebrate chinese new year close by la place de la concorde...and the whole time i carried a travel diary (each day j wrote a coment/statement of the day in it) with me..eager to make this time last..to keep a proof that i have been there..actually this affäre markes a moment in my life when a lot start to change and when my life became what it is now...