Growing Up With a Pioneer Girl

About a month ago, my grandma called me up and said, “So, I saw on Facebook that you liked something about Laura Ingalls Wilder’s autobiography coming  (Yes, yes, I totally did) and was wondering if you wanted it for Christmas?”

Before she could even finish the sentence, I was furiously shaking my head, even though I knew she couldn’t see it over the phone.

“Um, yes! That would be a dream come true!” I answered excitedly.

“Alright, that’s what you’re getting,” she replied.

So, a month and a half before Christmas, I knew what I was getting from Continue reading “Growing Up With a Pioneer Girl”

Poetry Bookshelves

I originally published this photo in my previous post, Fall Break Reading (My Options are Limited).

However, upon further consideration, I thought I’d take this lil photo and make it the star of its own post, so I removed it from the other post and here it is!

I took this photo a few weeks ago in the McGinnis Room at Briggs Library on campus at UMM. The McGinnis Room is this beautiful little space on the first floor of the library. The room is filled with natural light from the outside-facing windows just across from the doorway, and two long lines of bookshelves (one housing this lovely collection of poetry) straddle opposite ends of the room to the right and left of the doorway. There are Continue reading “Poetry Bookshelves”

Fall Break Reading (My Options are Limited)

A short list of what I could/should be reading right now:

  • The Faerie Queene, Edmund Spenser–for Brit Lit I
  • The Francis Preston Blair Family in Politics, Vol. I, William E. Smith–I’m using this for history senior seminar research
  • Creating Minnesota, Annette Atkins–for Minnesota History
  • Watchdogs of Loyalty, Carl H. Chrislock–also for Minnesota History
  • Various comp studies essays for my Understanding Writing research project/Understanding Writing reading assignments

An even shorter list of what I actually want to read right now:

  • So, basically, none of the above

I am currently on fall break right now. I have a nice long weekend ahead of me since I don’t have school on Monday or Tuesday. I’m currently at my grandparents house since I haven’t visited them in over a year and I thought it would be a nice, relaxing way to spend my time off.

Right before leaving school to drive here, I thought about bringing a book to read for fun. I ultimately decided not to because I figured I have so much to read for school that I thought that would keep me satisfied enough in Continue reading “Fall Break Reading (My Options are Limited)”

The Top Ten Books That Have Influenced Me

So, this challenge has been going around facebook and it’s really annoying me that I haven’t been nominated yet. I’ve been an avid reader since I learned how to read and quite frankly, I’m a little insulted that no one’s nominated me. So, I’m taking it upon myself to nominate myself and just do it. Right here, right now. Because I want to, and because why not?

This was super difficult and I’m not quite sure if I can possibly rank them from 1-10, as that’s just mean. To the books.They all have influenced me in some way and those ways are all important. So, this is just a list, and a list has to start somewhere, right? Without further ado, here I go!

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Word Porn, Courtesy of Gustave Flaubert

“Love, she believed, should arrive all at once with thunder and lightning–a whirlwind from the skies that affects life, turns it every which way, wrests resolutions away like leaves, and plunged the entire heart into an abyss.

 She did not know that rain forms lakes on house terraces when the gutters are stopped up, and she remained secure in her ignorance until she suddenly discovered a crack in the wall.”

                      – Flaubert, Madame Bovary

For those of you who don’t know, I’m a bit of a hopeless romantic and a great enthusiast of word porn. I didn’t get much reading done this summer, as I was busy being an intern in D.C., but I did make it through Madame Bovary (though it took a couple months). If you know anything about Madame Bovary, you know that it is most certainly not a happy love story of any sorts, which is fine by me. Although I do consider myself a hopeless romantic, I also realize that neither real life, nor the stories that often reflect real life, are romantic fairy tales (that’s also not to say that Madame Bovary in particular reflects real life, I’m just trying to get across that stories don’t always have happy endings either, and in fact, are sometimes more meaningful when they don’t). However, there were a few spots throughout the book that took my breath away, and this was one of them. I just can’t get over how beautiful this statement is (I must, in part, give major props to the translator of the edition I own, as the original text is in French). I probably reread it about ten times after first reading it because, not only do I find it to be exceptionally beautiful, but also deeply rooted in truth. 

Gustave Flaubert may have been a major misogynist, which the character of Emma Bovary is a clear testimony to, but goodness could he write. 

May you enjoy this bit of Bovary as much as I do.