I'm a creative writing MFA candidate, and a small-town girl making her way in Chicago. I have high hopes for writing a novel, compiling a collection of essays, and a book of poetry. I adore books, interior design, handmade crafts, and little kiddos. Stop by my personal blog, book ends, and say hello!
Recently, I had a conversation with my buddy, Will, who is 7-years-old. I hang out with him a few hours a week before and after school, until his mom gets home from work. He's often wise and always funny. (A few weeks ago, we were at the zoo, and he told me I should "Sit down and take a load off.")
Our conversation went something like this:
Will: "What your favorite holiday, Lauren?"
Will: "Christmas... ugh. Why Christmas? Everyone knows Halloween is the best holiday!"
Me: "Well, I guess Christmas because you can see your family and decorate and of course there are presents."
Will: "Halloween is better."
Me: "Why's that?"
Will: "Every other day of the whole year, I have to be a 7-year-old boy. On Halloween, I can be any thing I want to be. That's why."
Me: "Wow, Will, that's deep."
Will: "This year I'm going to be a smurf."
Happy Halloween! ... and may you be any thing you want for this single day.
Have any of you read these? Which one should I start with? (It would help if I owned some of these, but I guess that's what Amazon Prime is for. Or the library. Or, if I were a good writer with an unlimited bank account, Barnes and Noble.)
Today marks one year since T & I said our vows and started our life together!
It seems strange for me to say that it's only been one year since we started our life together because we've actually been together for six years, ever since we met during our freshman year in college, and I can certainly say that our life together started all the way back then. You see, even back then, all those years ago, there was never any doubt that he was exactly what I needed.
And after our first year of marriage--which was filled with lots of great times and too many really hard times--I can honestly say that I have come to depend on my husband more than I ever thought I could. After our first year, I'm even more positive that because of him, I'm exactly the person I am meant to be. He has supported me through so much in the past year, and has kept me smiling and upbeat even when I just wanted to curl up in a little ball.
I'm so excited to start our second year as husband and wife--I have a really good feeling about this next year--and I know that with each year that passes I'll continue to need and love my husband more than I ever realized that I would a year ago.
To sum it all up: I'm so happy for our life together.
A week from tomorrow, I will officially be an adjunct professor teaching a freshman English composition course for two classes this fall. Needless to say, my days have been filled with planning, syllabus-writing, scoping out texts, and already lots and lots of photocopying. My home office is a little... messy (to say the least!) and so I've been finding myself searching out soothing office spaces that I hope can inspire me for when I get a chance to finish organizing my own workspace. Some images follow:
Since moving into a new-to-us apartment in the adorable little Chicago neighborhood of Andersonville almost two months ago, we've spent plenty of time making the apartment our new home (all while finishing my novel and house training a puppy!). Today, I thought I'd share with you all a few sneak peeks of the apartment's decor. Take a peek:
This kind of book is one of my favorite kinds of books. Meaning, I love books that are about something that I didn't know much about before--books that can inform me, or teach me something, so to speak. This is why I have always loved historical fiction, why I was obsessed with reading books about the holocaust when I was ten years old, and why I recently wrote a historical novel of my own.
Water for Elephants takes place during the depression, and is about a traveling circus: namely, the veterinarian, a showgirl, and an elephant. All in all, I found it an engaging read, and loved learning about what life in the circus would have been like in the 1930s. I know that this book has been getting a lot of hype lately (between it becoming a motion picture, and the fact that lots of people were claiming it one of their favorite books) and so I was probably expected a little too much from the book when I picked it up. (Although, in hindsight, I rarely ever love the books that are later made into movies, so it should have been a good sign.) While I enjoyed the book, it definitely was not a story that I think I'd reread over and over again. And considering how interested I was in the details of circus life, I found myself disappointed in the lack of depth of some of the characters. The heroine, Marlena, felt flat to me, and as much as I wanted to love her as much as Jacob, the main character, did, I just couldn't do it without more development on the part of the author.
All in all, this was a decent read, and while I'd recommend it to most of my friends, it isn't a book that I would necessarily call a work of art. However, it did make me wish that I'd been to the circus as a child (or even now, as an adult...)
P.S. I have one more book review coming later this week or next, AND I've been reading a monster of a book, but I'm almost 3/4 of the way through :)