In Restless Walks She'll Prowl the Night
Can’t believe tomorrow is June 1…Halfway through this year and 9 days until I bid my teen years farewell (and good riddance!). Well, some good stuff happened today. I met with the editor-in-chief of WNC Woman Magazine and worked out the details of my summer internship. I will be reviewing the spreads before they go to the final inspection before publication, mostly proofreading and...
You can plan all you want to. You can lie in your morning bed and fill whole...– “Crossing to Safety” by Wallace Stegner
At the Root
I went in to kill it at the root, As already the stalk had withered and died. I dug and found no roots, Only a seed shrivelled and wedged Between my ribcage and soil made sour By a guest no longer welcome. Even the seed is empty now. Left only is a shell that will not be killed But must be left alone to die. Left only is the surging heat of its death; The potent, too sweet residue ...
When you come to me, unbidden, Beckoning me To long-ago rooms, Where memories lie. Offering me, as to a child, an attic, Gatherings of days too few. Baubles of stolen kisses. Trinkets of borrowed loves. Trunks of secret words, I CRY. -“When You Come to Me” by Maya Angelou
The writing in this book is so beautiful. Everyone should read it.
Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and get...– Robert A. Heinlein (via libraryland)
So I'm thinking...this haircut?
What say you?
Crept? Rushed. Coming from meagerness and low expectations, we felt their...– “Crossing to Safety” Wallace Stegner
There’s no secret handshake. There’s an IQ prerequisite, but...– Reality Bites
If you post it they will (maybe) come
When was it decided that the world is ending tomorrow? Who said that? I’m not really getting any Impending-End-of-the-World vibes, and I hope I’m right because I’ve got plans for tomorrow! My last paycheck from the library came through today and I want to do some summer clothes shopping. I was planning on going by myself, but I think I’ll invite Mom and the boys along...
I generally try to have this attitude
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size But when I start to tell them, They think I’m telling lies. I say, It’s in the reach of my arms The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl of my lips. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me. I walk into a room Just as cool as you please, And to...
If I hear one more person talking about how much better their life is now that they’ve deleted their Facebook account I’m going to do something drastic. Like throw up. If you’re sick of reading obnoxious statuses, being friends with people who aren’t really your friends, looking at tacky pictures, then by all means, delete it. It’s not like I would have a problem...
Grand Opening of Lemonade Stand Postponed Due to...
It seems that spring in the mountains has gone on vacation. For the past three days it has been in the 50s and rainy. Gross. So unfortunately I will have to put off the opening of my lemonade stand. Still no luck on my quest for employment, but I have a new idea: babysitting. Ok, so it’s not really a new idea, but one that I’m newly taking seriously. And actually, I think it...
Trailer for "The Tree of Life." Looks good! →
The Men in My Life
My brothers and my baby cousin, the noblest males I have yet to encounter.
Not feeling “The Heart is a Lonely Hunter,” I might go ahead and just read this…
Plant your hope with good seeds Don’t cover yourself with thistle and...– “Thistle and Weeds” Mumford and Sons
127 Hours...At Home
I’m pretty sure that my hometown is some kind of black hole. Time stops completely and I don’t get any cell phone reception. I shouldn’t complain, I know. After all, the weather is nice and I’m not stuck in a crevice in the earth with my hand smushed between a big-ass boulder and a rock wall…But I’ve gotten used to being busy every day with class and work and...
But oh, those summer nights...
Well here it is, not even a full week since I’ve been home and already I’m beginning to get a little bit squirmy. While it is absolutely divine sleeping until noon and laying around reading and watching movies, I know that if I don’t have something else to do I’ll be sick of it by next week. I have lost count of how many job applications I’ve filled out, and I...
Well if you must know, he was extremely jealous and I had these days-of-the-week...– “When Harry Met Sally”
I am now officially halfway done with college!
Cue “Chariots of Fire”!
Holy forgiveness! mercy! charity! faith! Holy! Ours! bodies! suffering!...– “Footnote to Howl” by Allen Ginsberg
O beautiful (?)
Like probably everyone else in the world today, I have been bombarded by Facebook statuses, blog posts, and news headlines announcing the death of Osama bin Laden. I first heard about this last night while flipping channels waiting for Chelsea Lately to come on. I paused on ABC and ended up missing Chelsea to watch Obama’s address and listen to the calls to and from parents of people lost...
One of the better ones written during my high...
Your name is a delicacy to my awkward tongue. Perhaps I simply do not say it oft’ enough. I suppose when I met you I was a barren world. You planted a single seed and from it, a flowered forest grew. You spread your roots through me far and wide. You dug a well, too— as deep as you could get. Now an effervescent elixir flows, gushes, and bursts out of it. But when your...