Again - from a song.
See if you can guess. Hint - it's not from what I'm currently listening to.
I haven't blogged in awhile, mostly due to the major craziness with work. Yes friends, it's true. I got to take crazy boss' place! They offered me the job straight up, which was what I wanted them to do. Now I've got a little bit of a - oh my god, what did I do - thing going on, but this too, shall pass.
After our class last week, I now know what I want to do when I grow up. I want to be an editor or work at a small publishing press. However, since most of these people are in it for life and LOVE it, someone would have to die for me to get a job at one of these coveted places.
We visited Graywolf Press and got to meet four of their eight employees. They talked, we listened, we toured and were told to take a book. Just pick one. Take it right out of their review copy storeroom stash. This, friends, is precisely why I took this seemingly stupid class this semester and I'm positively thrilled and actually looking forward to class this week.
It also makes me wonder how people that are not much older than I am manage to land spectacularly cool and awesome jobs like that. But then again, my job is pretty sweet now too.
And on that note, I'm off to bed since I have decided that I want to be AT work by 7:30 tomorrow. But first, I'm writing a response paper on book buying experiences. Wahoo.
9.12.2007
where my soul once stood
I am in disbelief about how many people have not heard of or read A Tree Grows in Brooklyn.
Last week, our first week of class, we had to say what our favorite book is. I had a moment of total panic/forgetfulness/spazziness and totally forgot. Then I proceeded to run on at the mouth for about 5 minutes and now the whole class thinks I'm crazy, for sure.
But in reality, my favorite book of all time is the afore mentioned tree growing in Brooklyn. And surprisingly, many people have not read it/heard of it. And this makes me sad to no end. It is a fabulous book and one of only three that Betty Smith published. So go. Go and read it.
For those who might be curious, and even if you don't care - most of the time, my blog titles are song lyrics. If you can guess right - you might get a cookie.
All right - I'm tired and it's going to be a long two more days of the week - I swear that in my mind, it's already November.
Quote o' the day:
"We do what we must, and call it by the best names." - Ralph Waldo Emerson, US essayist & poet (1803 - 1882)
Last week, our first week of class, we had to say what our favorite book is. I had a moment of total panic/forgetfulness/spazziness and totally forgot. Then I proceeded to run on at the mouth for about 5 minutes and now the whole class thinks I'm crazy, for sure.
But in reality, my favorite book of all time is the afore mentioned tree growing in Brooklyn. And surprisingly, many people have not read it/heard of it. And this makes me sad to no end. It is a fabulous book and one of only three that Betty Smith published. So go. Go and read it.
For those who might be curious, and even if you don't care - most of the time, my blog titles are song lyrics. If you can guess right - you might get a cookie.
All right - I'm tired and it's going to be a long two more days of the week - I swear that in my mind, it's already November.
Quote o' the day:
"We do what we must, and call it by the best names." - Ralph Waldo Emerson, US essayist & poet (1803 - 1882)
9.11.2007
all these vanishing points...
Right now I'm supposed to be reading a book called "So Many Books: Reading and Publishing in an Age of Abundance," and writing 500 words on my reaction.
So far, my reaction is to be completely ADD and not be anywhere near finishing the book.
And because it is FALL, friends.
The air is crisp, I snuggle up to my cats, homemade soup and biscuits actually sound good and taste better. Leaves turn colors, my mom makes apple pies, I can break out my collection of sweaters and fun socks, and my down comforter is actually useable. Barley John's has bonfires at night and once a week I get to meet intelligent people and talk to them about things that matter to me. And even though my hair has to be this ridiculously long for another week and a half, I am happy that the humidity has vanished. Photos of a new hairstyle forthcoming in a couple of weeks!
I've finally finished my summer project, Hamline's student literary magazine, rock, paper, scissors. I was on the design team and did most of layout. I met some really awesome people and I can't believe that we will have a finished product soon! Stay tuned for information on the launch party.
All right...I need to go and get on with reading about too many books. Which I still think is impossible. Hmm...maybe I have the start to my paper?
Too many things to do!
Quote o' the day:
"Silent gratitude isn't very much use to anyone." - Gertrude Stein, US author in France (1874 - 1946)
So far, my reaction is to be completely ADD and not be anywhere near finishing the book.
And because it is FALL, friends.
The air is crisp, I snuggle up to my cats, homemade soup and biscuits actually sound good and taste better. Leaves turn colors, my mom makes apple pies, I can break out my collection of sweaters and fun socks, and my down comforter is actually useable. Barley John's has bonfires at night and once a week I get to meet intelligent people and talk to them about things that matter to me. And even though my hair has to be this ridiculously long for another week and a half, I am happy that the humidity has vanished. Photos of a new hairstyle forthcoming in a couple of weeks!
I've finally finished my summer project, Hamline's student literary magazine, rock, paper, scissors. I was on the design team and did most of layout. I met some really awesome people and I can't believe that we will have a finished product soon! Stay tuned for information on the launch party.
All right...I need to go and get on with reading about too many books. Which I still think is impossible. Hmm...maybe I have the start to my paper?
Too many things to do!
Quote o' the day:
"Silent gratitude isn't very much use to anyone." - Gertrude Stein, US author in France (1874 - 1946)
9.10.2007
turn yourself around, you weren’t invited
I have not blogged in forever. I just haven't had that much to say.
However, in the last month, the following things have happened.
1. They fired my boss - yippee!
2. I slightly seperated my shoulder playing softball. It still hurts.
3. I had a flat tire that cost a bundle to fix because when I hit the pothole that caused my hubcap to fly off, it also so severely dented my rim that my tire has been leaking air for the last two months. And I drove to Montana on that tire. Fantastic. So I had to replace the rim AND the tire.
4. I started class again and had to pay $30 for a $10 book because the prof seems a little disorganized and did not order any of our books ahead of time.
5. I got tickets to see Sir Ian McKellan at the Guthrie (that's actually a positive thing as well).
So that's me in a nutshell. I'm sure I will have more blogs forthcoming, but for now, I need to ease myself back into the school year and normality. I need routine, people. I don't do well without it. I spend too much money and eat out too much (thereby getting a little bit chubby).
At least my dress for Anna's wedding still fits.
Cheers.
Quote o' the day (oh I bet you all are so excited!!):
"A man can be happy with any woman as long as he does not love her." - Oscar Wilde, Irish dramatist, novelist, & poet (1854 - 1900)
However, in the last month, the following things have happened.
1. They fired my boss - yippee!
2. I slightly seperated my shoulder playing softball. It still hurts.
3. I had a flat tire that cost a bundle to fix because when I hit the pothole that caused my hubcap to fly off, it also so severely dented my rim that my tire has been leaking air for the last two months. And I drove to Montana on that tire. Fantastic. So I had to replace the rim AND the tire.
4. I started class again and had to pay $30 for a $10 book because the prof seems a little disorganized and did not order any of our books ahead of time.
5. I got tickets to see Sir Ian McKellan at the Guthrie (that's actually a positive thing as well).
So that's me in a nutshell. I'm sure I will have more blogs forthcoming, but for now, I need to ease myself back into the school year and normality. I need routine, people. I don't do well without it. I spend too much money and eat out too much (thereby getting a little bit chubby).
At least my dress for Anna's wedding still fits.
Cheers.
Quote o' the day (oh I bet you all are so excited!!):
"A man can be happy with any woman as long as he does not love her." - Oscar Wilde, Irish dramatist, novelist, & poet (1854 - 1900)
7.22.2007
taking the long way around...
Tomorrow I will officially be another year older.
What, might you ask, have I done in that year of time? Sometimes, I can't even answer that question, yet I feel like I need to write something down that marks the 25th year of my life. It's been a year worth noting, many interesting things happened to me, many good things, and thankfully, not too many bad things. I won't bore you all with the details, only to say this - I finally am at a point where I feel like a 'grown-up.'
Driving home the other day, I realized that this is indeed my home and my parents home is no longer my house. It's my neighborhood and my car, my bed, my kitchen, and strange as it is - this is something that has only recently occurred to me. I guess I never really felt like I left home - like I was away on some vacation or at college. But after two years, it's sunk in that there is no 'going home again.' To quote the storyhill boys, "Can you ever go home again?"
I'm not sure you can - and I certainly can't rewind the last year, so I shall put more effort into making this next year even better, hopefully with less mistakes, less craziness and more time to do things that I actually want to do.
That being said - this weekend was fabulous with a dinner at Sawatdee (love the green curry), ice cream cake with my parents, a Twins game and HARRY POTTER! (Yes, I read the entire book on Saturday...I'm a fast reader - don't judge.)
And now, I should get some sleep - because at the end of this very long and drawn out week, I am going on VACATION. And I want to be able to enjoy that, and not be sleep deprived.
Quote o' the day:
"Sooner or later we all discover that the important moments in life are not the advertised ones, not the birthdays, the graduations, the weddings, not the great goals achieved. The real milestones are less prepossessing. They come to the door of memory." - Susan B. Anthony
What, might you ask, have I done in that year of time? Sometimes, I can't even answer that question, yet I feel like I need to write something down that marks the 25th year of my life. It's been a year worth noting, many interesting things happened to me, many good things, and thankfully, not too many bad things. I won't bore you all with the details, only to say this - I finally am at a point where I feel like a 'grown-up.'
Driving home the other day, I realized that this is indeed my home and my parents home is no longer my house. It's my neighborhood and my car, my bed, my kitchen, and strange as it is - this is something that has only recently occurred to me. I guess I never really felt like I left home - like I was away on some vacation or at college. But after two years, it's sunk in that there is no 'going home again.' To quote the storyhill boys, "Can you ever go home again?"
I'm not sure you can - and I certainly can't rewind the last year, so I shall put more effort into making this next year even better, hopefully with less mistakes, less craziness and more time to do things that I actually want to do.
That being said - this weekend was fabulous with a dinner at Sawatdee (love the green curry), ice cream cake with my parents, a Twins game and HARRY POTTER! (Yes, I read the entire book on Saturday...I'm a fast reader - don't judge.)
And now, I should get some sleep - because at the end of this very long and drawn out week, I am going on VACATION. And I want to be able to enjoy that, and not be sleep deprived.
Quote o' the day:
"Sooner or later we all discover that the important moments in life are not the advertised ones, not the birthdays, the graduations, the weddings, not the great goals achieved. The real milestones are less prepossessing. They come to the door of memory." - Susan B. Anthony
6.11.2007
I'm not so sure what this is all about
This is me on coffee. Awake.
I decided to get a coffee before class tonight since I've been ass-tired all day. I seriously am considering taking a day off just for me. However, this week and next, I've got at least two meetings each day. Which kind of sucks, but at the same time, it keeps me away from the craziness that is the fact that people keep asking me what we're doing.
I don't know people. You want to know - ask the boss. I'm sure she's got some kind of plan. But I've never seen it and probably never will. And the word on the street is that she's not working out so well (this from a coworker who hardly ever leaves her office, so it must really be bad). But we shall see if anything happens about that.
I've had some time to think about it. And I just don't know anymore what I want. But I guess that's all right for now.
I'm going to some AMA thing at St. Thomas tomorrow at 7:30 and will have to get up early, but am not sleepy and it's just kind of hot in my house.
So, that being said - here are some new music artists for ya'll to check out. If you want specific song names, let me know, but from what I've heard...these are fantastic (and in no particular order).
Sea Wolf
The Dears
Citizen Cope
Emilianna Torrini
Grace Potter and the Nocturnals
The Mary Onettes (on myspace page right now)
the hereafter
Jarvis Cocker
Mae
The Winter Blanket
The Long Winters
Ingrid Michaelson
And I think that's it...for now.
Quote o' the day:
"the most wasted of all days is one without laughter" - e.e. cummings
5.02.2007
there was pain that we talked about
Today I heard this song on the radio and I really felt the need to share it. Here are the lyrics. It's called "Everything Green" by Christine Kane.
They built a highway without much concern
And we cried for the hills and the trees that were burned
Back before hopelessness, long before greed
When everything must have been green
There was rain
And we danced in it
There was mud
And we ran in it
It was wild
Deep inside of everything green
There was pain
That we talked about
There was love
And we let it out
We were made
In the shade of everything green
We watched as they paved, as they worked, as they tore
You said, I have no faith in this earth anymore
Sounded like hopelessness, sounded like need
I grabbed you, we ran to the trees
There was rain
And we danced in it
There was mud
And we ran in it
It was wild
Deep inside of everything green
There was pain
That we talked about
There was love
And we let it out
And we prayed
In the shade of everything green
While stars turn to stardust
And angels talk to us
The world all around us can breathe
We have our guns, our machines and our swords
But I will not hate or destroy anymore
'Cuz after the hopelessness beyond the fear
We'll wake to the magic that's here
(and open our eyes...)
To the rain
And we'll dance in it
And the mud
Put your hands in it
In the wild
Deep inside of everything green
And the pain
We can talk about
And the love
Just let it out
We are made
In the shade of everything green
It is springtime, friends and I couldn't be happier.
Quote o' the day:
"Long stormy spring-time, wet contentious April, winter chilling the lap of very May; but at length the season of summer does come." - Thomas Carlyle
They built a highway without much concern
And we cried for the hills and the trees that were burned
Back before hopelessness, long before greed
When everything must have been green
There was rain
And we danced in it
There was mud
And we ran in it
It was wild
Deep inside of everything green
There was pain
That we talked about
There was love
And we let it out
We were made
In the shade of everything green
We watched as they paved, as they worked, as they tore
You said, I have no faith in this earth anymore
Sounded like hopelessness, sounded like need
I grabbed you, we ran to the trees
There was rain
And we danced in it
There was mud
And we ran in it
It was wild
Deep inside of everything green
There was pain
That we talked about
There was love
And we let it out
And we prayed
In the shade of everything green
While stars turn to stardust
And angels talk to us
The world all around us can breathe
We have our guns, our machines and our swords
But I will not hate or destroy anymore
'Cuz after the hopelessness beyond the fear
We'll wake to the magic that's here
(and open our eyes...)
To the rain
And we'll dance in it
And the mud
Put your hands in it
In the wild
Deep inside of everything green
And the pain
We can talk about
And the love
Just let it out
We are made
In the shade of everything green
It is springtime, friends and I couldn't be happier.
Quote o' the day:
"Long stormy spring-time, wet contentious April, winter chilling the lap of very May; but at length the season of summer does come." - Thomas Carlyle
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