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50 book challenge

I haven’t been reading nearly as much as I’d like to since starting my internship this year.  Hopefully this list will be the kick in the butt that I need.

I don’t have the full list of books I wish to read, but I’ll continue to update this post until I’ve gathered fifty titles.

1. The Time Traveler’s Wife by Audrey Niffenegger

2. Her Fearful Symmetry by Audrey Niffenegger

3. A Wrinkle in Time by Madeleine L’Engle

4. A Wind in the Door by Madeleine L’Engle

5. A Swiftly Tilting Planet by Madeleine L’Engle

6. Brightly Woven by Alexandra Bracken

7. Fairest by Gail Carson Levine

8. Book of a Thousand Days by Shannon Hale

9. Chalice by Robin McKinley

10. Finding Calvin and Hobbes by Nevin Martell

11. Thirteenth Child by Patricia C. Wrede

12. The Convenient Marriage by Georgette Heyer

13. The Surgeon by Kate Bridges

14. Mail-Order Man by Martha Hix

15. A Garden Folly by Candace Hern

16. A Match for Mary Bennet by Eucharista Ward (a book by a nun?  irresistable!)

17. The Help by Kathryn Stockett

18. The Postmistress by Sarah Blake

19. The Love Dare by Stephen Kendrick (for curiosity’s sake)

20. The Age of Wonder by Richard Holmes

21. Little Bee by Chris Cleave

22. The Ascent of Ge0rge Washington by John Ferling

23. Unlikely Allies by Joel Richard Paul

24. When You Reach Me by Rebecca Stead

25. Pink Brain, Blue Brain by Lise Eliot

26. Going Bovine by Libba Bray

27. Ender’s Game by Orson Scott Card

28. Look Again by Lisa Scottoline

29. Girl in a Blue Dress by Gaynor Arnold

30. Born to Run by Christopher McDougall

31. Under the Dome by Stephen King

32. Dracula by Bram Stoker

33. Living Biblically by AJ Jacobs

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It’s called “the ocean”.

I feel like I’m starting a rosary or something, meditating on each piece of the past ten years and their consequence as a whole.  It’s a little strange.

I’ve changed so much in the past ten years, and I’m in a very different place than I thought I would be.  I am not as mature or grown-up as I expected, but young minds tend to assume that responsibilities are shouldered more easily as the years pass simply by virtue of age.

I have come to realize that, essentially, I am seeing the world with the same eyes that rolled in a ten-year-old’s skull.  Every piece of me is in the same place but each particle is completely different, both physically and metaphorically.  As my skin has changed and sloughed, each cell decaying slowly before drifting away, my way of seeing the world has been chafed and moved by every occurrence, to create a visibly different but subtly familiar new creature.  It’s strange to move about the world knowing that, as both Pocahontas and Heraclitus said, although you can’t step in the same river twice, you can stand in a new one knowing that all rivers will someday meet again.

I’d like to set some goals for my next ten years; I’d like to think that I’m a better person for at least trying to become the person I dream about knowing, no matter how quickly everything is forgotten.

I will try to be more open-minded.  Some of my favorite experiences have revolved around trying something new; even if I don’t like it, at least I’ve experienced something other than total comfort and contentment.   **Insipid “romantic comedies” do not count toward this category.  I will never watch “Valentine’s Day” or “How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days”, ever.

I will not say yes to every single request for my time, and instead will use it to listen to quiet music and pray more often.

I will be more true to myself–the real self who likes to talk to dogs and draw pictures all over important notes, who doesn’t really hate everything and who actually wants to have friends even though she’s a big chicken.

I will welcome more color into my life.

I will enjoy my hobbies, no matter how silly or frivolous they are, because I can be feminine and decisive and intelligent at the same time.

I will not give on my plans just so I can regret it for the rest of my life.

I will talk to my family more, in the event that anyone dies in the near future.  No more regrets for not taking time to know them.

I will be a better sister and strive to overcome the massive discomfort I feel around you.

I will not conform.

I will smile more and stop staring at the ground to avoid making eye contact with everyone around me.

I will always try to get a bedroom with at least two windows, so I never shut out the light.

My Focus

This is my blog.

This will be a site to showcase the things in my life that I enjoy.  That means there will be crafty creations, pieces of art, photographs of things I see, cute crud, squealing about good days, venting to get over the bad days and lame poetry.  

SEE YA.