These Is My Words

So right now I am reading a novel by Nancy E. Turner titled These Is My Words, The Diary of Sarah Agnes Prime, 1881-1901. I am finding it really interesting. It is about a young woman before the turn of the 20th century. She is a lovable character: tough, naïve, and selfless. You think she deserves only the best while witnessing her go through the worst with the best of attitudes. Many members of her family die or are killed by Indians, some of her girlfriends are raped by outlaws, and she has a loveless marriage. Before her marriage, and at the beginning of the diary, Sarah immediately falls unknowingly in love with Capt. Jack Elliot, who ardently loves her as well. This love story is what keeps me reading, I want her to realize her love so badly while she continues to mistake her love for absolute disgust. So far it is a realistic description of rough living in the late 1800s. It is a good break from the novels about rich Britains, whos only trials are developing a bad reputation.

I would highly suggest this book to anyone. It does have some disturbing parts, but I think that adds to the heart of the story telling.

Not too much of the novel is introspective, but the parts that are, are golden.
"Sometimes I feel like a tree on a hill, at the place where all the wind blows and the hail hits the hardest. All the people I love are down the side aways, sheltered under a great rock, and I am out of the fold, standing alone in the sun and the snow." p. 152

I miss naps

So, the real reason I started this blog was so i could have something else to do at work. And since I am typing, it looks like I am being productive and such. Anyway, right now I am really struggling to stay awake. I just got out of an hour meeting with my boss, and I seriously think I got a few minutes of sleep, because I don't know what we did for that whole hour... I'm pretty sure he didn't see me nod off though.. well at least I hope, I guess there is no way of knowing, unless I ask him, which could be a little risky if he didn't see it.

So tonight I plan on revisiting my artsy alter-ego. My dad gave me his brilliant camera to keep! So now I just need to find a location/subject to shoot. I am really disappointed that I don't have any access to a lab to develop the pictures, because that is where the majority of the artsy-ness takes place. O well, I guess I can just photoshop if necessary. My work has a crazy good scanner and nice new macs, so it will be fun to photoshop them. But I definitely miss the darkroom. I loved rolling the film, it is kind of an adrenaline rush to know that, at any moment, you could ruin hours of work. I also like being in the same room as all those deadly chemicals that made Dr. Miller loopy(at least I like to think it was those chemicals, I'm pretty sure he had a hippie stage though).

Sorry this post is stupid, it really was just a way to keep my eyes open.

Things are Changing

Everyone around me seems to be having crazy things happening in their life

Parents: Moved to Arizona, looking for a house
Denae/James: Preparing to take Ohio Bar, getting promotion
Devin/Emily: Pregnant
Dustin/Dantzel: Pregnant/married
Kayla: Engaged
Audrey: In Israel
Ashley: In Jerusalem

So, I'm starting to wonder if anything exciting is going to happen in my life? I did just get a new voice teacher, Ruth Christensen. I really like her, although her lessons are way expensive, which is why I love my parents!

Things I Love(currently):
-Living in Monticello
Seriously, everyone here rocks my world. All the new people just add to the fun.
-Having the room to myself
I love Audrey to death, but it's nice to just drop my clothes whenever I want.
-Opera
I go through phases
-CHICKEN FIGHTING with Jeremiah
Okay, it's like the normal chicken fighting in the pool, except replace the bottom people with basketballs. fun stuff.
-Double sided sticky tape
This is something that I love constantly, but I thought I would just reinforce the fact.
-Dresses/skirts
I don't know where they have been all my life(o yeah, my closet), but I have a newly enhanced love of feeling girly daily.
-Dave and Robb
I'm glad they are back in M22. They make me laugh.
-Sunblock
I just invested in my first bottle.. and jeeze was it pricy! But I guess $10 is a small price to avoid skin cancer.

An Explanation

The title for my blog actually came from a poem written by the genius Emily Dickinson, who I recently have began to appreciate. Audrey and I have started to analyze her poems to expand our minds, since we both have pretty mindless full-time jobs. I really love all of her poetry, and find myself deeply connected to each theme.

I think this poem can be viewed from so many differing perspectives. I think almost anyone can get something out of it.


I died for beauty, but was scarce
Adjusted in the tomb,
When one who died for truth was lain
In an adjoining room.

He questioned softly why I failed?
"For beauty," I replied.
"And I for truth,--the two are one;
We brethren are," he said.

And so, as kinsmen met a night,
We talked between the rooms.
Until the moss had reached our lips,
And covered up our names.