Thursday, September 30, 2010

Because I love you

Actually, I just love this picture, which is copyright of my friend Mary L., and basically sums up my life: I have long hair and I love Bob and Larry.

(Her caption: "Rapunzel (aka Megan) enthralled with Veggietales.")

Monday, September 27, 2010

A few more inadequate words

I, my parents, and Miss Kitty had the great privilege of having this priest as our pastor for four years. He Confirmed my dad at an Easter Vigil not so many years ago. He also has the distinction of being the first priest I really loved.

Friday, September 24, 2010

A few inadequate words

A year ago today, I woke up at 6 a.m. and immediately checked Facebook, breathing a little sigh of relief that nothing had changed since I reluctantly went to bed several hours before.

I got ready for the day, went to Mass, and ate breakfast, praying fervently all the while. When I got back and checked Facebook again, Kyle had posted the news that Vivian Marie had passed away.

Yesterday, those of us who remember celebrated her birthday into this world. Today, those of us who remember celebrate her birthday into Heaven.

We still miss you, baby girl.

Sunday, September 19, 2010

What Vespers Will Always Be, Revisited

Two years, five months, one week, and six days ago (not that anyone's counting), Scott and I walked back from Vespers with an unfinished conversation hanging in the air between us, and eventually we got up the courage to finish it, and realize that we both knew what was supposed to happen next.

I told him, then, that I was deathly afraid of loving him, but that I'd decided over the two days he'd given me to think about it that he was worth the risk of getting my heart broken.

He was, and is.

I love you, darling, and I always will.

Friday, September 17, 2010

Seven Quick Takes: Weirdness and Romance edition

1. Note to the characters in Romantic poems: If you find a gorgeous woman in the woods, LEAVE HER THERE. Run away.

Also, never ever ever shoot an albatross.

2. Scott and I had a Skype date last night, and ended up spending most of it reading Pearls Before Swine. This was my favorite comic of the night; I posted it on Facebook as "This is going to be my honeymoon." (Scott's dad commented: "Somehow I pictured you doing something ELSE on your honeymoon rather than playing Risk. Like reading Calvin & Hobbes comic books. =)" )

3. Sometimes I wonder what my roommate thinks when I am on Skype and say things like, "See, I should be the zebra and you should be the vegetarian croc, because you're the anthropomorphic duck and I'm the nonanthropomorphic duck."

And then I realize she's known me for 2 1/2 years and would have run away by now if she was afraid of a little weirdness.

4. I'm still working on that Kant essay.

5. Also an essay for Christian Marriage on what constitutes a truly human sexual act.

6. This past Sunday my household sisters and I were all at Vespers together. When we got back, we found that two of the other girls on wing had TPed our common room and bedrooms. The Sarahs were very happy they'd locked their door.

7. We have two cow suits among our household possessions, just because. Yesterday one of my sisters was wandering around the hall in one of them. Just because.

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Thursday, September 16, 2010

Priorities and Progress

I just updated my progress on The Novels, dear readers, and felt compelled to add a couple of comments.

1. I have been doing schoolwork! My slow progress in creative writing proves it!

2. I feel like the stats for The Novel do not totally reflect the amount of time I *did* put into it the last two weeks. The first 3 chapters (which were actually a Prologue, Chapter 1, and Chapter 2) were structurally fairly sound but needed updated and polished--kind of like having a house that's overall a decent house but could use a finished basement and some paint in the bedrooms and new appliances in the kitchen. Chapters 3, 4, and 5, however, were kind of like the Before houses in Extreme Home Makeover. They needed to be torn down and replaced by much bigger, fancier houses. (Except without the inground pools and whatever. Mari would skin me if I got too fancy.) And I can't spend 14 hours a day working on them, so it takes me more than a week. Fortunately, I'm plugging along nicely through what I've been calling The Chapter Formerly Known As Five (all this expansion has resulted in a discrepancy in the number of chapters between one draft and the next), and the Chapters Formerly Known As Six And Seven are more of the "update" category than the "tear down and replace" category.

Don't ask me about the Chapters Formerly Known As Eight Through Twelve, however.

Saturday, September 11, 2010

My two least-favorite films made in my lifetime

A while back, Kyle did a series on his favorite films made in his lifetime.

I made a similar list, which was a lot harder because I am a lot younger than Kyle. :) (Seriously, The Princess Bride was made before I was born. I am crippled by that fact alone.) But you will have to wait indefinitely for that list and my thoughts on the movies because apparently I can't write posts that take more than 5 minutes of concentration.

However, I will give you what was going to be the bonus appendix: The List of My Two Least-Favorite Films Made in My Lifetime.

Please note that I think both of these are respectable as movies. Anybody can make a list a mile long of B-list pieces of garbage filmed by a 15-year-old in his basement, but instead I picked movies which simply went completely against what I personally want out of a movie to the point where I will never watch them again.

1. Miss Potter

2. Becoming Jane

I know. You're all sitting there saying, "But! These are movies about female writers! You're a female writer! You should love them!"

I should, and maybe I would have in the right circumstances, but I didn't. Why? Well, because in Miss Potter the title character has a secret fiance who dies tragically just when she's received permission to marry him, and she can't even attend the funeral because nobody in his family knows she's his secret fiancee. I have since developed a phobia of the Cobbler dying and me not being able to attend his funeral. Thanks a lot, whoever wrote that storyline.

That was traumatic enough, but then a few weeks later I watched Becoming Jane, and guess what happens in that movie? Well, her sister's fiance dies in the West Indies on the eve of THEIR marriage. Also, Jane and her One Twue Wuv are unable to even elope because he has a bajillion younger siblings who will all die wretchedly if he doesn't become a brilliant lawyer, which he can't do if he marries a girl from a less-than-stunningly-wealthy family. I have not developed a phobia of the Cobbler having to become a lawyer to support his bajillion younger siblings (for one thing, he only has four), but it was still kind of traumatic.

Moral I gleaned from these two movies: If you are a female writer, you will NEVER be allowed to marry your true love. Tough luck, ladies.

That's not the kind of message I want to get while munching popcorn.

Friday, September 10, 2010

Seven Quick Takes: Font of randomness edition

1. The Bunny is very curious about this whole Catholicism thing, which means that saying grace before meals gets you peppered with a dozen questions. Mass is like defending your doctoral dissertation (not that I know what that's like). So when Mom told me they had cake for Mary's birthday Wednesday I expected to hear an account of 700 questions of why we celebrate Mary's birthday.

Nope. Apparently the Bunny doesn't need a deep catechetical reason to eat cake.

2. I am writing this post as a way of taking a break from writing an essay on how Kant arrives at his Copernican turn and what implications that has for modern thought. I know you're jealous.

3. Mari introduced me to The Spanish Inquisition. Once you watch that, go look at her blogger profile and tell me if you notice something interesting.

4. As I've mentioned before, Mari is helping me edit my novel. She is amused by the fact that my characters eat all the time. So I went through The New Novel and realized that my characters eat or drink (cognac, tea, that sort of drinking) 9 times in the first 10,000 words.

I tried doing a similar count for The Novel and gave up when I hit 10 or 11 in the first three chapters.

Everybody needs to eat, right?

5. Something I do not understand: Wearing a button-down shirt and NOT BUTTONING IT. Or rather, buttoning two or three buttons in the middle, right under one's bosom (if one is female, and the only people I've seen doing this are adult women). Sometimes there's a tank top underneath. Sometimes there's not, in which case the woman in question just buttons from the bosom down, leaving the top 3 or 4 feeling bored and purposeless.

Here's the thing: I'm a heterosexual woman, and I don't want to see everything down to your bra. I don't think a lot of men want to see it either. Or they do, and you should definitely button your shirt so that if they're going to ogle they at least have to use their imagination a bit.

Rant over. Thanks for reading.

6. I am not sure what I think of this. I certainly tell the Princess she's beautiful all the time; I've taught the Little Man to say "Iya hassum boy." But the Princess is only 3, so it remains to be seen whether she'll grow up anorexic or something. (Or grow up to be one of those people who can't button her shirt properly.)

7. Did you know it is possible to tickle someone over Skype? I did not know this until I started conversing with the Princess; I discovered recently that it works on the Little Man as well. 2-year-olds are fantastic. :)

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Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Only at Franciscan...

can you be walking back from night class and encounter (in the first floor lobby of your dorm) a T.O.R. sister handing out chocolate chip cookies.

Yes, I took one. It's a feast day. Happy birthday, Mary!

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

This made my day

A Poison Tree

William Blake

I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe;
I told it not, my wrath did grow.

And I water'd it in fears,
Night & morning with my tears;
And I sunned it with my smiles
And with soft deceitful wiles.

And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright;
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine,

And into my garden stole
When the night had veil'd the pole:
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretch'd beneath the tree

Monday, September 6, 2010

Last count, I owned about 300 books

Me, to Mari:

Someday I am going to have a tiny little apartment with almost no furniture and a few hundred books in stacks along the walls.
And I will sit leaning against the wall, hoping Dostoyevsky doesn't kill me, and write my own.

Friday, September 3, 2010

Seven Quick Takes: Back to school edition

1. I love naps. If I didn't have somewhere to be in half an hour, I'd totally be asleep right now.

2. This is the first time I've had a roommate who is also a morning person. It's great fun...lights out by 11 and then we go have breakfast together at 7 or so. It's nice to have another freak of (college student) nature to keep me company.

3. This is also the first time I've had a roommate who's 21. She keeps champagne in my fridge and I tease her about corrupting the youth.

4. The Little Man has been introduced to Skype and loves it. He apparently thinks that I can hear him through the computer all the time and will go over and yell my name at it when he wants to talk to me.

5. I have not died of night classes yet. See #2 for why I was expecting to die.

6. Kant actually isn't so bad once you get through his prose (German-translated-to-English is very dense), but I'm still happy to be moving on to English Romantic poetry next week.

7. If you haven't ever read the Regensberg Address, DO IT. We had to read it for Honors and it basically changed my life. I might write a longer post on why in a few days.

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Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Introducing The New Novel

So, dear readers, I've mentioned my novel-writing adventures here before and I figured it was time to mention them again.

I've added a new page to my blog which will hopefully chronicle my progress editing The Novel, which I finished back in February, and also writing The New Novel.

You can see the stats for The New Novel on the page, but a word about my goal: I'm attempting to write 100,000 words by midnight on January 1, 2011. I admit that this is a pretty lofty goal, coming to about 23-24,000 words a month, but I think it's doable. Schoolwork comes first, as always, but considering that I won NaNoWriMo last year and still got very respectable grades, I don't think I'll be in too much danger of neglecting anything important. (At this point I'm not planning on doing NaNoWriMo this year, but I guess we'll see what happens in the next 2 months.) Also, if I run out of story before 100,000 words I'm not going to add fluff just to hit my goal. I picked that simply because it's a nice round number and a good average novel length.

Further updates as events warrant.