children’s classics event

It’s not like I don’t already have too much on my plate but I couldn’t help myself when I saw the Children’s Classics Event hosted by Amanda at Simpler Pastimes. I had to join in on the fun!! After perusing my bookshelves, I added a several more children’s titles to my CC List and chose a few to read this month!

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READING LIST

Betsy-Tacy//Maud Hart Lovelace

Caddie Woodlawn//Carol Ryrie Brink

King of the Wind//Marguerite Henry

I’m super excited because I haven’t read these stories in a looooooong time!  The child in me is doing a happy dance ^.^.

For full details, check out the information page

tbr 2013

2013tbrpilechallWriters and bookworms alike have stacks and lists of books they want and/or need to read but can never seem to tackle. Well, I happen to be one such writer/bookworm!  So this year, I’ve decided to join the 2013 TBR Pile Challenge, hosted by Adam at Roof Beam Reader.

The goal is to complete 12 books from your “To Be Read” list by the end of 2013. You can check out the official rules here. BUT HURRY!  The sign-up deadline is January 5th!  Adam has graciously extended the deadline due to the challenge’s popularity and the hustle and bustle of the holiday season!!

So here goes TBR 2013!!

  1. The Pilgrim’s Progress//John Bunyan
  2. The Count of Monte Cristo//Alexandre Dumas
  3. The Autobiography of Benjamin Franklin
  4. The Narrative of Fredrick Douglass
  5. Of Thee I Zing//Laura Ingraham
  6. 1776//David McCullough
  7. Single Men are Like Waffles – Single Women are Like Spaghetti: Friendship, Romance, and Relationships that Work//Bill and Pam Ferrel
  8. The Narcissism Epidemic: Living in the Age of Entitlement//Jean M. Twenge & W. Keith Campbell
  9. Freakonomics: A Rogue Economist Explores the Hidden Side of Everything//Steven D. Levitt & Stephen J. Dubner
  10. The Dumbest Generation: How the Digital Age Stupefies Young Americans and Jeopardizes Our Future(Or, Don’t Trust Anyone Under 30)//Mark Bauerlein
  11. A Return to Modesty: Discovering the Lost Virtue//Wendy Shalit
  12. Generation Me: Why Today’s Young Americans Are More Confident, Assertive, Entitled–and More Miserable Than Ever Before//Jean M. Twenge

Alternates:

  1. Redeeming Love//Francis Rivers
  2. Teen 2.0//Robert Epstein

What do you plan to read this year?

2013 bible read along

Happy, happy new year everyone!!

I haven’t posted in forever and I still only have time to make a little announcement.  Hopefully, I’ll have time in the next day or so to do a real post!! For now, I have an invitation =).

I started a group on Facebook called ‘2013 Bible Read Along’.  As the title suggests, I’m going to read the whole Bible this year and I’m inviting people to join me!!

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So, if you’re like me and you’ve wanted to read the Bible all the way through but never got around to it, here’s your chance to be apart of a group who also wish to get through God’s Word in 2013!

Click here to join!

Y’all have a blessed day =)

happy anniversary!

It’s my blog’s 1st year anniversary :)  Yay!  I’ve learned a lot this year about the world of blogging and enjoyed myself immensely!  I’m super excited to see what year two shall bring!

In my house, whenever the words ‘happy anniversary’ are spoken, either my dad or myself will inevitably begin singing this little ditty from the Flinstones ^.^

I will pretty much be giddy for the rest of the day :D.  Thank you so much, y’all, for following and commenting!  It makes my day so much sweeter <3

Y’all have a blessed day =)

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in which i ramble about the writer’s manifesto

I have a problem.

A serious problem.

And I’m going to confront it right now.

My ailment manifests itself in daydreams.  Wonderful dreams where my name graces the cover of a book or at the beginning of a magazine article.  You know what I’m talking about?  Those of you who are writers and bloggers can relate, I’m sure.  You sit in front of your computer screen trying to crank out clever copy and slowly, your mind wanders off and you fantasize about what it’d be like to be read.  To have your words devoured by a famished reader somewhere afar off.  Then you look at the few lonely sentences on your screen.  How utterly depressing!  You begin dreaming again.  Someday someone is going to read your work.  And they’ll love it!

Oi, oi, oi!  This is dangerous!  I spend so much time thinking about being read, I never get any real writing done!  *hand on forehead* Erg! It’s a rather frustrating place to be cause all that’s waiting to be written kind of piles up inside and clogs up my creativity.

Then I found The Writer’s Manifesto.

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It’s like it was written just for me.  Don’t you love it when you read something and you’d swear it was written just for you?  Like when I’m sitting in church and feel like the pastor is speaking directly to me?  Or when I’m reading the Word and it’s like God hand picked the verses I needed to read that day.  And I know He does that cause that’s how cool He is :D.

But I digress.  Jeff Goins’ ebook, The Writer’s Manifesto is exactly what I needed to read.  In it, he tells writers to “Stop writing to be read and adored.”

It was like having a bucket of cold water sloshed in your sleep-weary face.  WHA!?!  My purpose as a writer is really more like my…ulterior motive?  You mean the less I care about being read, the better I’ll become at actually writing?  Exactly.

Someone inside my brain just went, “Duh, Elyssa!”

Okay, it sounds simple, but until you let it slap you in the face a couple of times, it’s easier said than done.  Who doesn’t want to be admired and appreciated for their work?  That’s what every artist wants right?  Well yes…and no.  Perhaps what every true artist desires is simply the room and freedom to create.  To express what’s dearest to their hearts regardless of who listens or reads!

Give me a moment while I let that sink in…

So now that begs the question: Am I writing just to write?  Or do I actually have something to say?

More cold water in the face.  *splutter splutter*

Of course I have something to say!  I always have something to say!  Be it poetic or prosy, a writer has something they want to say to the world.

Well that’s just hearts and flowers but when you’re as painfully punctilious as I am and you want that perfect copy the first or second time around, you don’t allow yourself the beautiful mess of experimentation.  Another draft.  And another.  And another.  Man this writing stuff is hard work!  I already have to work hard to finish my degree.  Who has time to sit around and sweat over word choices and sentence structure?  Who has time to experiment with creativity?  I want to be good at this now.

So I daydream.  I dream that someday, somehow I’ll get there.  And I’ll be read and adored.

(I have time to dream, but not to write.  Cause that makes perfect sense…o.O)

This, then, begs further questioning.  Is what I have to say worth fighting for?

*splutter cough splutter*

Am I willing to work hard at saying it the best way possible?

*splutter cough cough splutter* Enough with the cold water already!

After some consideration, and second reading of the The Writer’s Manifesto, the answer is a resounding YES!  I do have something to say and I am going to work hard to put it into words!

*sigh of relief*

The fact that Jeff Goins wrote this piece proves that I’m not an oddball.  Turns out there are other more-than-slightly distracted writers out there and we all need a shove in the right direction…and maybe a little cold water in the face!  Phew!

So where, you may ask, can you check out this wonderful little piece?  Easy.  Just click here.  You can sign up for Jeff’s newsletter updates by e-mail and get a free copy of The Writer’s Manifesto (that’s what I did ^.^), or you can purchase a copy for $0.99 on Amazon  for your Kindle or Barnes & Noble for your Nook.

December’s all about organization in my life.  This is one place that needs some shaping up. This ebook is short and sweet and the perfect place for me to start ^.^.

Y’all have a blessed day =)

And check out Jeff’s blog, Jeff Goins, Writer. He’s got some great stuff!!

gone with the wind review//classics club

I’ve been trying to review this book for the past several days.  Talk about epic!  Margaret Mitchell is a brilliant story teller and this, her first novel, is…brilliant.  It’s such an intense, densely packed read, it’s hard to pick and choose what to comment about.  I could talk about the war, the politics of Reconstruction, the KKK, or slavery, but I won’t. Instead, I’ll comment on our main players. Otherwise, I’l be here all day trying to hit on the finer points of this literary masterpiece.  So here I offer my clumsy two cents.

SPOILER ALERT: If you have not yet read this book and plan to in the future, do NOT read further!! You have been warned ;)

This novel is set against the rich backdrop of the utter and horrific change of the Civil War and Reconstruction.  What I found fascinating is that our quartet of main characters – Scarlett O’Hara, Ashley Wilkes, Melanie Hamilton Wilkes, and Rhett Butler – do not alter in character at all…or do they?  In an era where everyone was forced to weigh his or her character, their limits, their morals, their ethics and scruples, here are four people who’s characters do not necessarily alter under trial but rather whose traits are intensified, exacerbated, and solidified under the extreme pressure of social & political upheaval.  Let’s begin with the leading lady.

SCARLETT O’HARA – I don’t believe I have ever disliked a character so much as I do Scarlett O’Hara.  Mitchell did an incredible job creating a character who is as brutal and intense as the Civil War itself.  If there was ever a person who was everything objectionable, conniving, manipulative, selfish, and disagreeable about the female sex, it is Scarlett O’Hara.  Her complete disregard of the feelings of the people around her, her selfishness and lack of scruples thoroughly disgusted me.  From the moment I was introduced to her on the front porch of Tara, flirting shamelessly with the Tarleton twins, I knew I was dealing with a self-absorbed, boy-crazy Southern Belle who’s view of the world is colored by her desire to be completely admired and completely unbothered with anything of a serious or unpleasant nature.  She sulks when she doesn’t get her way.  She secretly curses those who deny her the pleasures she craves.  Her love is quite conditional and she doesn’t seem to be concerned with making or keeping real friends. And none of this changes throughout the entire novel!  By the end of the book I wondered if Scarlett would have turned out the same had there been no war.  I believe so.  As much as she wanted to be like her kind, long-suffering mother, her desire for comfort and beauty overpowered any thoughts of attaining the nobler qualities of life.  She would have used and manipulated people just as mercilessly in peace time just as she did during the War and Reconstruction.  If there is any saving grace to be had in Scarlett, perhaps it is her tenacity and refusal to give up.  That still doesn’t make up for her complete disregard of others.  She absolutely deserved what she got in the end.

ASHLEY WILKES – I felt rather sorry for this guy…at times.  His loyalty to the South, even though he knows she can’t stay alive in the national struggle, is admirable to be sure and he is completely kind and has grand ideals, but I still can’t make up my mind if his inability to adapt to Reconstruction and buckle down and make something of himself excites my pity as much as it turns me off.  I want to say he’s brave for fighting in the war but I also want to say he’s completely spineless in his inability to cope with horrors of the aftermath.  Reconstruction subjected him to a sense of disillusionment, loss, and a disenfranchisement in an existence that simply had no place for him anymore.  He was robbed of everything his life was made of and it was sad to watch his already delicate spirit just wither away into hopelessness.

On a different note however, his treatment of Scarlett is quite unfair, in my opinion.  If only he had evaluated his feelings for her for what they were and told her, Scarlett, though kicking and screaming to be sure, would’ve gotten over him eventually. Oh the shoulda, woulda coulda…

MELANIE HAMILTON WILKES  – Oh dear, sweet Mrs. Wilkes!! Melanie is everything Scarlett is not.  So much so that it’s heartbreaking to witness their relationship.  She’s untouched by the horrors of war.  Her sweet temper and love is undefiled by the devastation and upheaval around her.  If possible, her grace is only heightened, her long-suffering only extended.  Physically, she was frail, but emotionally, she was the strongest person in the story. She was really the glue that holds these people together.  Ashely described her as the only dream that became a reality in his life.  Rhett found comfort in her after the death of his beloved daughter.  And shall we count the ways that Melanie supported and fought for and unconditionally loved Scarlett?  I so badly wanted to tell her how naive she was being about Scarlett, how much she was being taken advantage of, but I know it would be to no avail, because she’d been told that and more by all the others in her life.  Until the very end she spoke not one word against or to Scarlett and would not allow anyone else to do so in her presence.  Her loyalty is the stuff true love is made of and it should be cherished and cared for tenderly.  Unfortunately, Scarlett mercilessly trampled on it time after time after time.  Poor, dear woman!

RHETT BUTLER – By the end of the story, my heart went out to Rhett.  I didn’t like him at first.  He’s cocky and rash.  He’s arrogant and self-absorbed.  And he’s unscrupulous in his quest for profit as a blockader, caring absolutely nothing of his reputation as a gentleman.  Thus, he’s completely right when he says that he and Scarlett are meant for each other.  They are exactly alike.  However, he, perhaps, may be the exception to my general evaluation.  It could be argued that he did change as he fell in love with Scarlett.  He hoped to make her love him as much as he loved and admired her.  But then perhaps this wasn’t so much a change of character so much as a peeling back of a layer of callous indifference that was a result of his childhood circumstances. After all, he proved his capabilities of respect and regard with his treatment of Melanie and later the depth of his affection and tenderness with his daughter Bonnie.  Perhaps, despite his uncouth, repulsive ways, there’s more to him than even he’s willing to admit.  I don’t know.  Did he change or just shed a few layers?  I still haven’t fully figured him out.

CONCLUSION The conclusion is left up to the reader.  Mitchell doesn’t give us satisfactory ending.  Or does she?  We know that Scarlett loses the love of her life just when she realizes that he is the love of her life!  But does Scarlett eventually win Rhett back?  How does her relationship with Ashley proceed after Melanie’s death?  Maybe Mitchell did that on purpose as a reflection of Reconstruction.  All that struggle and disillusionment, but for what?  Reconstruction ended with no official solutions or answers.  What was gained?  It took decades for the South to fully recover.  What was learned?  As far as Scarlett is concerned, I can’t say that she learns a thing, but that’s just my opinion.  I mean, after a 959 page track record it’s hard to imagine a Scarlett O’Hara who understands what love truly is.  But who knows?  Did I hear tell about a sequel?

When I closed the book, my first thought was, That was depressing! I’m never going to read this book again!.  But like a great work of literature should, it stayed with me for several days and I realized just how much I truly appreciated it.  It is, indeed, a brilliant story!  One that I could spend much more time dissecting. All throughout the book I kept asking myself how I would handle myself if I were in that situation.  I prayed I’d never turn into a Scarlett and tried to imagine what it’d be like to be a Melanie.  I found myself sympathizing with Ashley cause I understand what it’s like to want to stay in the glorious past instead of facing the uncertain future.  And I hoped that if I ever find a man who loves me as much as Rhett loved Scarlett that I won’t take advantage of that love or take him for granted so mercilessly.

There you have it!  My meager thoughts on this epic novel!  I’d love to hear what ya’ll think of Mitchell’s masterpiece :).

november meme//classics club

November’s Classics Club meme seemed fitting for me since this month will prove extremely challenging!!

What classic piece of literature most intimidates you, and why? (Or, are you intimidated by the classics, and why? And has your view changed at all since you joined our club?)

There are several titles on my list that intimidate me!!  I’ve never read Tolstoy, Dreiser, or Dostoyevsky (I still have to look up ‘Dostoyevsky’ cause I can never remember how to spell the guy’s name!).  There are times when I look at my list and argue with myself as to whether or not I should just dump a few daunting volumes and trade them in for less unnerving books!  However, so far, I’m determined to stick to my guns as it were.

So what’s the answer to the question?  Which title on my list is most intimidating?

Probably Gibbons’ The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire.  

Why did I even include this book on my list?  Don’t laugh, but when I found out that Thomas Edison had read, not only The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire, but also History of the World, History of England, and The Age of Reason by the time he was 10 years old, I figured, well good grief Elyssa, you’re no genius but for crying out loud, you’re a college student!! Give it a go why don’t’cha?  I figured I could do with a little more history outside of required college credits right?  Broaden my horizons.  Stretch my brain.  Expand my knowledge.  It might take me a while to get through it, but I won’t know ’til I try!  We only grow as far as we allow ourselves to so reading beyond our normal ‘reading level’ does a world of good in keeping us literate.  This is how I figure it.

When I’m going to tackle this great work, I have absolutely no idea.  I might graduate first!!  But suffice it to say that Gibbons’ Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire is on my list and it’s there to stay!!

Ya’ll have a blessed day!

off the cuff

I might regret this later on but for now, well, I don’t even know how to respond to what I just did.

I just joined NaNoWriMo.  That’s right, I’m going to attempt a novel in a month.

Baha!  Somewhere in my brain there’s a flashing, neon sign that says, WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?  My thoughts at that moment are a bit vague.  I suppose I can chalk it up to my own crazy version of YOLO (as much as I hate trendy, abbreviated catch phrases, or whatever you call these things!).  I mean, I will always be busy!  I will always have something else to do.  But I won’t be young forever and I can’t let life pass me by without enjoying and exploring and creating.  As I quickly browsed the National Novel Writing Month website, I was transported back to bygone days when I’d sit with a pen and a spiral-bound and write and write and write.

I craved it.  Oh, how I craved it!!  Maybe it was the breeze that’s wafting through my open window that transported me back to sunny, carefree, childhood days.  I don’t know.

I just signed up.

I already know I’m not going to reach the 50K word count.  I just want to see if I still have it in me. The ability to create and put dreams and ideas into words.  I haven’t done that in such a long time…

I will keep ya’ll posted!

Meanwhile, I’m already 6 days behind schedule!!

october meme//classics club

October’s meme question is pretty simple =).

Why are you reading the classics?

I’ve loved books since I was a little girl.  I’m vintage in my pastimes.  So my answer to this question is short and sweet:

I’m reading the classics because I’ve always loved them!!  Many of them are part of my past. They’re comfortable like warm, cozy sweaters.  They’re familiar like an old friend.  They’re beautiful like a line of music.  They’re exciting like territory waiting to be explored.

 I’m reading the classics because it’s never occurred to me not to enjoy them! :)