Trinket Tuesday: B is for Re-Purposed Book

Mom: It was a little something I thought was cute.

Me: Yeah, I guess. I don’t know what to do with it, though. Plus, I kind of hate when books are destroyed, even for the sake of art.

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Back in March (a.k.a. my birthday month) my momma sent me a birthday care package at school with a bunch of little things in it, including this little trinket–a “B” constructed from an old book. It really doesn’t have a purpose besides being cute and fun. Basically, the definition of a trinket. Well, at least my definition. That said, as a lover of real, paper books, it really does pang me when books are destroyed. Yes, I know there are more pressing problems facing our civilization than that of the unsold, stripped books of the world being brought to pulp. Can’t a girl be passionate about her books, though? REAL, TANGIBLE BOOKS ARE BEAUTIFUL THINGS. ALL OF THEM. EVEN IF THE STORY Continue reading “Trinket Tuesday: B is for Re-Purposed Book”

A Moment of Literary Nerdiness

Apparently, today is Charlotte Brontë’s birthday. How in the world did I know this before approximately two seconds ago? This lady is one of my favorite authors!

Anywho, this isn’t just any birthday, though. It’s her 199th birthday…sooo close to being two centuries old! You go, girl!

Because Jane Eyre is my favorite book of all time, I thought I’d insert this bit of CB wisdom into my blog on this important day: Continue reading “A Moment of Literary Nerdiness”

Little Things, Content Moments

Here’s a story:

I spent last summer interning in Washington D.C. For eight weeks, I lived the quite unglamorous, but adventurous life of an unpaid intern in one of the United State’s most expensive cities. I lived in shitty intern housing (we found not one, but TWO unwelcome fungi growing at the base of our bathroom vanity in the course of my time there); I lived off of a pretty cheap diet that would have left my mother concerned (I finally caved in about the fourth week and paid the little extra money for mixed greens at the grocery store, something I initially viewed as unnecessary on my frugal budget…oh my, salad never tasted so good after those four long weeks of surviving off of Continue reading “Little Things, Content Moments”

Word Porn, Courtesy of E.M. Forster

It never bored them to hear words, words; they breathed them with the cool night air, never stopping to analyse; the name of the poet, Hafiz, Hali, Iqbal, was sufficient guarantee. India–a hundred Indias–whispered outside beneath the indifferent moon, but for the time India seemed one and their own, and they regarded their departed greatness by hearing its departure lamented, they felt young again because reminded that youth must fly.

A Passage to India

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The Top Ten Books That Have Influenced Me

I want to write more about books. When I started this blog, I intended to write about books if not frequently, at least a little more than occasionally. I even made a page at the top of my blog that will take you to all my posts about books in anticipation of this. I don’t necessarily want to write book reviews, but rather to discuss books as living, breathing entities that have affected me in one way or another. It’s difficult, though, in school, because although I am reading a lot for my history and English majors, it is rather unlikely for me to feel inspired by a book when it becomes another homework assignment to complete–no matter how wonderful it is.

I haven’t written about books lately, but I have been thinking about this post from the earliest days of this blog. This is one of my all time favorite posts from this blog, and I would say the first post that I am most proud of. So take a trip back in time to September with me, where I discussed the top ten books that have influenced me most. 🙂

It's a Britta Bottle!

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 Carson McCullers + Some Commentary on my Own Anxieties

“The whole world was this symphony, and there was not enough of her to listen”

Every once in a while, I’ll be reading a book only to come across a quote that I find to be unbelievably beautiful. The quote speaks to me; I deeply identify with it in some way.

I am currently reading The Heart is a Lonely Hunter by Carson McCullers. I Continue reading “Word Porn Courtesy of Carson McCullers + Some Commentary on my Own Anxieties”

Silence is Really, Really Golden

After a nice day spending time with my family, including my aunt and twelve year old cousins whom I haven’t seen in over a year, I’m ready for some quiet, introvert time.

Only problem? No one else seems interested in that at the moment.

I am currently sitting in the kitchen at my grandma’s house in between two rooms Continue reading “Silence is Really, Really Golden”

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”

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