Books I have read recently

  • Shirley by Charlotte Bronte — I'm reading a giant biography of the Brontes "Wild Genius on the Moors" By Juliet Barker (amazing!! but I'll post on that when I finish) So I'm reading each novel as it's discussed in the book. I loved Shirley. I have to agree with the critics that it is a slow painful start and it does take about 150 pages till we meet the title character Shirley. But besides that, it is so well written. Caroline Helstone’s angst is beautiful and poignant. And knowing that the last third of the book was written after Emily & Anne died explains so much about the change in the book. Charlotte likes to fix her world by writing about it and in her version the sick heroine recovers where her sisters did not. I definitely recommend Shirley for the Bronte fan. Don’t skip it.
  • A Court of Thorns and Roses by Sarah J. Maas --- It took me a couple chapters to really dive in but after that I was in love. I had read somewhere that it was based on Beauty & the Beast, which is great. What I did not know is that it is a retelling of one of my favorite fairytales: East of the Sun, West of the Moon!!! What a treat when I discovered that. I love that story. It's whimsical and the girl saves the day which I love love love. Sarah does a beautiful job of it and I can't wait for the next one!!
  • Miss Buncle’s Book by D. E. Stevenson —What a little treat. My mom gave these books to me for my birthday and there are so much fun. It’s a light easy read and it made me chuckle.
  • Shadow Study by Maria V. Snyder— I adore her soul finder books. I’ve been reading them for years. She builds beautiful strong women and sweeping romance. Her magic system is unique and I want to live in her world.
  • The Elements of Style by William Strunk Jr and E. B. White — A must read for every writer. Thanks to Stephen King for the recommendation. It has all those little things that I had questions about and answered them quickly and succinctly. It’s not the funnest read but it’s helpful.
  • Click of Titles to go to the book's Amazon page

Saturday, February 17, 2007

Lost from dawn to morning

Friday morning. 7:00 a.m. I meet seldom passersby. Everything is enchanted the whole ride to school. It is still dark outside but more like the dark of midnight than the dark of 8:00p.m. I feel like Emily just getting a glimpse behind the Veil. I notice everything that I do not notice on my same walk that takes place hours later and I notice nothing that I normally notice.
Every time I step out from the depths of the parking garage and meet the day for the first time, I am greeted with a European familiarity that sends me back to early mornings in London leaving the depths of the underground in a similar manner. My walk is not so brisk despite the chill in the ebbing darkness. Each Friday I am just as enthralled at this new world just for me as the first and may I never shake it. There is a moment on my walk to Micro that I waited for every week. It is a glimpse into something so beautiful, so ancient in my mind, that I am no longer in London but Ephesus.
I have heard of a building in the Charlotte skyline that is called the Colosseum. I can then only assume that if my building is indeed the one I think it is, it must have been named from the exact spot I admire it.
For just a moment the building and trees move and allow me a peak at her. I call it a "her" because in my mind I can not call that building the Colosseum. That is not grand enough for it. It is the Temple of Artemis. In that glimpse Julia is as real as I am and I can just see her out of the corner of my eye falling prey to Artemis's deception and bringing her best jewelry hoping for healing, hoping for forgiveness. I can see her dark hair and beautiful complection, read her thoughts as though she spoke then aloud. Reader, do you ever get just a taste of something or when straining your ears hear the echo of a sound? I do far too often for my sanity's sake. So often in fact that i stopped asking people if they saw the lights flicker or heard that thumping down the hall and just started accrediting it to my imagination . So it is very nice when someone else asks if anyone noticed the sinister footsteps coming from the hallways.
So I resume my walking and take one last look at the Temple all lit from within. Beckoning pilgrims to rest beneath her columns. I am brought back to central campus by a most unfortunate individual. This man or woman is bundled up ( I then remember how cold it is) and is blowing leaves off the steps. Every week he/she is there maybe every morning at 7:30. I give this person a nod to bid good morning. the building is gone from my mind as Microbiology begins.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

gah, I wish I was as creative as you are. Your imagination is truly as big as Anne's!