grkANGEL85
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Post by grkANGEL85 on Jul 14, 2004 12:20:08 GMT -5
On the inside flap of The Notebook, it says that Nicholas Sparks based the book on the lives of his wife's grandparents. So, I guess the basic jist of it is factual. That's awesome!
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Post by katryna on Jul 14, 2004 13:25:28 GMT -5
yes...he based it on his wife's grandparents somewhere on his website he posted that while it was based on the idea and love of his wife's grandparents, he added many themes and extra information to make the story more "universal."
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Post by Pandora82 on Jul 14, 2004 18:21:31 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300] ~ Yeah!...I think thats what makes so special. ;D [/glow]
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Post by AznIntegra521 on Jul 15, 2004 4:55:31 GMT -5
yup it was based on his wife's grandparents. I think it was a good idea. They must feel very honored to have their life written in a book by Nick.
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Post by SimplyLuscious on Jul 15, 2004 14:23:29 GMT -5
On the inside flap of The Notebook, it says that Nicholas Sparks based the book on the lives of his wife's grandparents. So, I guess the basic jist of it is factual. That's awesome! You meant gist, right? The general idea. Yep, yep. It's actually shocking to know that this kind of love happened. Never crossed my mind that there was this kind of relationship. Lol...
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grkANGEL85
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Post by grkANGEL85 on Jul 15, 2004 23:57:54 GMT -5
You meant gist, right? The general idea. Yep, yep. It's actually shocking to know that this kind of love happened. Never crossed my mind that there was this kind of relationship. Lol... jist, gist, tomato, toe-mato, you know what I mean
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Post by SimplyLuscious on Jul 16, 2004 4:16:42 GMT -5
jist, gist, tomato, toe-mato, you know what I mean Hehe... Just to make sure that I'm not thinking something different than your post. ;D Sorry if I'd offended you, which I doubted. Right? Lol... But apologies if I did.
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Post by Angela on Jul 16, 2004 21:23:40 GMT -5
I didn't know it was based on a true story! Awesome!
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Post by trueloverawks on Jul 18, 2004 19:14:03 GMT -5
Yea its a true story... incredible... i guess it shows us that true love is really out there... anyway i heard that his grandparents fell in love up north like around new york and boston area... but nicholas wanted something different.. so he put it in the south bc of its rich scenery.. make the environment more romantic in a way.. incredible novelist that nicholas sparks...
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Post by SimplyLuscious on Jul 19, 2004 1:14:23 GMT -5
I thought it happened in England?
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Post by trueloverawks on Jul 19, 2004 15:45:26 GMT -5
Oops.. It might be that... I thought that Nicholas Sparks said it happened in New England which is like the boston area, etc.. i might be wrong.. its been a while since ive read the interview that nicholas sparks gave about making the book... oh well...
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Post by Notebookfan on Jul 24, 2004 15:24:35 GMT -5
It's such a romantic story. It's nice to know that stuff like that can happen in real life.
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Post by ThoseSummerNights on Jul 31, 2004 21:03:05 GMT -5
Here's info from Sparks' Official site (nicholassparks.com)
Background Information on the Notebook
by Nicholas Sparks (from a speech given at the Maui Writer's Conference, 1998)
". . . It wasn't easy to come up with the plot for my first novel, but in the end, I decided to go with something that I knew I could do. But before I go into the writing process, I'd like to tell you a little about the beginning of the story, since it had its roots in something that happened in 1989.
The Notebook was inspired by my wife's grandparents, two wonderful people who spent over 60 years together. My wife was very fond of these two people -- the other set of grandparents had died when she was young -- and she was one of those people who loved to visit on the weekends, growing up. When she turned sixteen, as soon as she got her license, she would drive up to visit them on the weekends and even when she went off to college (about two hours away) she still went to visit them a couple of times a month just to check on them, to make sure they had groceries, and all those things a nice granddaughter would do.
Since they were so special to her, my wife was, of course, looking forward to having these two people involved in her wedding. But, unfortunately, the day before the wedding, we got a call and were told that the grandparents wouldn't be able to attend. Even though they were only forty minutes away by car and someone else could drive them, they were in such ill health that their doctor recommended they stay at home. My wife was very sad about that, but the day was so hectic, she did her best to put it out of her mind. I guess it finally struck home for her when she was standing in the back of the church and getting ready to walk down the aisle. In the back of the church was a small table and on the table was a box that had been brought by the florist. It contained the corsages and boutonnieres for the wedding party and our parents, but as she was standing there, she couldn't help but notice there were two flowers left untouched -- those that had been meant for the grandparents.
We went through the ceremony and reception, we talked to family and danced, did all those typical things, and went back to the hotel. When I woke the next morning, my wife rolled over and met my eyes, looking just about as beautiful as I'd ever seen a woman look.
"Do you love me?" she asked. "Of course I do," I whispered, wondering why she asked. "Why -- you're tops of the Christmas tree. You're peaches and cream. You're the best." "Well good," she said, clapping her hands and speaking in an authoritarian tone. "Then you're going do something for me." "Yes ma'am," I said blinking in surprise and wondering how on earth my sweet wife had suddenly taken charge of the relationship and felt comfortable enough to give orders like a drill sergeant.
Anyway, what she had me do was put on my tuxedo again. She slipped into her wedding dress, grabbed those two flowers (she'd brought them to the hotel), a piece of wedding cake, and a video that my brother-in-law had shot the day before, and we brought a little wedding up to the grandparents.
They had no idea we'd be coming and were excited to see us. My grandfather-in-law slipped into his jacket and put on the boutonniere and we took photographs with them; we went inside and watched the video as we ate a slice of cake, and it was then they told us the story of how they met and fell in love, parts of which eventually made their way into The Notebook.
But though their story was wonderful, what I most remember from that day is the way they were treating each other. The way his eyes shined when he looked at her, the way he held her hand, the way he got her tea and took care of her. I remember watching them together and thinking to myself that after sixty years of marriage, these two people were treating each other exactly the same as my wife and I were treating each other after twelve hours. What a wonderful gift they'd given us, I thought, to show us on our first day of marriage that true love can last forever. . ."
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Post by Kwin on Jul 31, 2004 21:45:15 GMT -5
somehow, knowing that gives me hope that that kind of love between noah and allie is possible. i hope we can all find our noah one day
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Post by ThoseSummerNights on Aug 1, 2004 15:45:29 GMT -5
somehow, knowing that gives me hope that that kind of love between noah and allie is possible. i hope we can all find our noah one day I totally agree. Like Martha says, "it gives me something to look forward to."
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