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Showing posts with label Literature. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Literature. Show all posts

5.3.12

Peculiar

Hey everyone! How was your week? Mine was a little on the blah side because I came down with a weird flu thing for a few days, 
which also happened to coincide with a big snow storm:




and just the standard work and school stresses, but it had some lovely moments for sure :)) One of them being the discovery of this amazing book!


"A mysterious island. An abandoned orphanage. And a strange collection of very curious photographs. It all waits to be discovered in Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children."

Don't let the 'Young Adult' genre fool you, it is scary and exciting and like...magical? Haha XD I feel like such a nerd but I love getting swept up in the magic of fantasy books. I cannot wait for the Spring of 2013 for the sequel to come out! Read more about it here!

On top of that, we've been having some completely lovely weather, and ever got a chance to sit out sit and soak up some sun (while Calvin was silly and played around practicing ninja moves XD)




Bare legs :D So happy! And then we (of course) saw the Lorax :D 




Also found this super cool massive bronze sculpture at church that I kind of love, and I baked some chocolate bottomed macaroons using this recipe by Lesley Jean and adding chocolate! :D So tasty!


How about your week? I hope it was lovely and lacking in flu heh.


All the best,
Grace Elizabeth.

15.2.12

At long last, writing:

The coffee staining the edges of the mug in her hand is the same color as her eyes, and just as bitter.
Dark, reflective, caffeinating. She says her words with emphasis when she speaks.

"poignant." "exploitative." "sublime."

It was a peep show every time she opened her mouth, a quick little glimpse into the dark of her. There was nothing to really do except sit there across from her, and watch. Pretend earnestly to not be endlessly dull and maybe have some secrets of my own. But my sleeves hold no tricks. Nothing at all except a scratchy white washing instructions tag and my every effing emotion.

And I'm sure she's noticed, but she keeps talking.

"prerogative." "chagrin." "ruminate."

My foot taps the stool base with such ferocity that the bitter drinks on the table ripple- and my mind cuts to that scene in Jurassic Park. I saw it with my idiot cousin in middle school. Right when the bad guy gets eaten as gruesomely as PG13 movie standards would allow, he had the sudden inclination to wretch on my new white Chucks. I still remember that sharp rotten popcorn stick.

I notice now that she's stopped talking and I try to snap my face back into a normal expression. I glance up and catalog everything about her I can before she is done taking that sip. Her bleeding fingernails. Tiny wrists. Rosey red arm bumps.

And suddently, I want to scream.
"Run!", I want to say.

"Run. This life is not the one you want. The raptors are coming.
The effing t-rex and stegosauruses are on their way and they will devour you. And there will be nothing PG13 about it."

But I don't say that, or anything. I sit and I listen to her finish the story she's telling. Something about her mom collecting anthropomorphic vegetable figurines. I try to time my laugh with hers, but I can tell it was a little off. I watch as her eye corners crinkle up, and for just a moment, I think I see the surface of those dark roasted eyes ripple.
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Coffee and dinos, what more could you want :)
Hope you've all been well readers, and had a lovely day of lovin'.

Ours was interrupted slightly by college classes and work, but we'll be sure to have a V-Day repeat this weekend. Speaking of school, it's been occupying a whole lot of my face, so I'm sorry about that. Blogging might be slightly more sparse for a little bit. Hope you guys can be patient with me. 

All the best!
Grace Elizabeth.

23.1.12

Living In Earnest

Phone cover art by the amazing and talented Teagan White.
So, I don't have much to say today so I thought I'd just give ya a little updated photo of my quickly growing out pixie cut (yes i'll get it trimmed soon!) and tell everybody what we've been up to:


Recently, I've been super obsessed with the amazing writing on Thought Catalog :a place for relevant and relatable non-fiction and thought. They featured a ton of super talented writers sharing their thoughts and stories about every subject you can imagine, and most all of them leave my face looking like this :O It's been a long time since I got a chance to read really beautiful writing from people in our age bracket. I can't recommend it enough, go check it out :) (This is one of my favorite posts!)


After reading Sarah O'Holla at Desirous Of Everything's various blog posts about the show Downton Abbey, I finally got around to looking it up on Netflix and WATCHING THE ENTIRE FIRST SEASON. Unfortunately its only 7 episodes right now, but holy wow I cannot wait for next season to come out. It's extremely interesting, has engaging characters, plot twists, historical events, and of course- drama! It keeps you guessing and on the edge of your seat the whole time. I quickly fell in love with the characters and I can't wait to see what happens next! Be sure to check out the show if you have Netflix or PBS, and Sarah's blog where she was even featured in The New York Times for her Downton Abbey Season 2 Premier viewing party! :D


Once I was finished watching the whole season of Downton Abbey, Netflix recommended other PBS Masterpiece Classics, one of which I watched last night in it's entirety, Wuthering Heights. I cannot even explain to you how completely AMAZING and moving this two part series was!! I was a huge girl and cried multiples times. This adaptation of Emily Brontë 's scandalous novel does not disappoint, it is filled to the brim with romance, suspense, longing, drama, scandal, and love. It was beyond words fantastic. If you love the 1800's and forbidden love dramas, oh man -____- watch this. I also saw a listing for PBS Masterpiece Classics Sense and Sensibility so I'll give you a review of it as soon as I can! :D


In that same general historical love story token, I recently got a copy of Through A Glass Darkly for 2$ from an amazing new little used book store a block from my house! I'm only a little ways in, but the back blurb sounds amazing! "As opulent and passionate as the 18th century it celebrates.Through a glass darkly kill sweep you away to the splendors of a lost era. Like gone with the wind, it is rich with characters so vivid -- from aristocrats to scoundrels--they create their own immortality. Here is the story of a great family ruled by a dowager of extraordinary power: of a young woman seeking low in a world of English luxury and French intrigue" and of a man haunted by a secret that could turn all their dreams to ashes..." Uhm, yes! I can't wait :D


Also, I've been wanting to tell ya'll about and ammaazzzing organic food delivery service we've been using lately, Door-To-Door Organics. They deliver fresh organic produce straight to your door in varying sizes and prices weekly or bi-weekly and basically just saves you a ton of hassle! We love it. It's been a blast! We do the Bitty Box, so for only 25$ a week, we get enough fresh organic fruit and veggies to last us well into the next week. 


They also have a shop section where you can buy any other organic food you want basically. We usually get the free range chicken broth, and I can't resist their amazing fresh bakes breads. MMM. We use the broth to make varying veggie soup depending on which veggies we get. It usually consists of onions, carrots, celery and potatoes :)) So yummy! 


So if you live in or around the Colorado Springs area, be sure to check them out! If not, just Google produce home delivery, and I'm sure you can find someone who delivers to you! I've been working on becoming better at lady things like cooking and cleaning, haha >__< so I'm pretty proud of that soup. I also scored a new food processor and Kitchenaide mixer over Christmas so I'm really moving on up in my Suzy-Homemaker status :P 




(By the way, as I'm sure some will speculate, Door-To-Door Organics in no way sponsored this post or blog, I just really dig their service and felt like sharing :P If you're interested, all members get 5 invites a month they can send out, giving the person who receives it 50% off their first order. I'd love to share if you're interested :)



And just in case you're short on your cute quota today, here is our little sleepy ferret Milo getting a bath :D 
g'awww.

So what have you all been up to? I'd love to know :D

All the best,
Grace Elizabeth.



18.10.11

Coffee Date

Well, actually more of a hot cocoa, fruit and cheese, caramel macchiato and parfait date night, but it's whatev :P After Calvin's kempo class, we went to our same 'ol favorite Starbucks/ Barnes and Noble. Man, I love that place. We went specifically to pick up Chuck Palahniuk's new book, "Damned". Can't wait to read it!


I was reminded it came out today by Ms. Kaylah at The Dainty Squid in this post. It's so funny how exactly similar our taste in books is! :D Especially considering Chuck Palahniuk is a little sick heh. She's such a cool lady. AND we found this crazy freaking adorable mini adopt-a-yeti!! 


:DDD How insane is that!! So cute! I'm bringing this guy with us everywhere, heheh. I am overly sentimental about the feelings of stuffed things by the way :P
While every night is a date night for us, it's still nice to go out and do things, even if it's as simple as books and a coffee shop. 
Love you forever, my heart <3
I hope you had a lovely night, however it was spent readers.
And I hope you have a beautiful tomorrow.

All the best,
Grace Elizabeth.

4.10.11

Tiny Sparrows


“It doesn't hurt. Nothing hurts except the small smiles and blushes
that flash across the room like tiny sparrows.”


It has been a new dress even though it's too cold, hanging with friends until too late, sneaking photos in the bathroom before my camera dies, new favorite starbucks drink sipping, cuddle on my Yeti kind of night :)

All the best,
Grace.

3.10.11

Happiness is Everywhere.

This weekend, I got a chance to go thrifting with my Momma and sister, Emily!
We had a blast, and found tons of awesome things :)
One of them being this gorgeous navy blue skirt which I wore Sunday.
It is just the perfect length for the brisk weather on it's way!
I paired it with some tan wedges, navy and mustard floral shirt, and mustard and gold belt.


I absolutely love the weather this time of year, with it's sunny mornings, crisp afternoons, and chilly cuddle up and watch netflix while listening to the wind nights :)


I also found, among other things, a new little owl topped bell to marry my other one, my very first enamel flower brooch, an adorable teeny silver teapot clock, 
and the freaking sweetest little book I've ever seen.


It's called Happiness is Everywhere, and seriously, sappy sweeter little illustrations have never been made! Ah! I die :D


I hope this day finds you well, readers.
Let me know how you've been! It's been a little quiet around here lately.
As always, have a beautiful day.

26.9.11

Asthma Attack



The inspiration for my all time favorite word came from a vignette I read a couple of years ago. I actually did a vlog about it on my old youtube channel, but since I can't exactly watch 30 youtube videos here at work to determine which it was, I'll just type it in.

This is one of the first pieces I remember reading that gave me that ache shiver in my bones. I want to be a writer SO badly, and reading things like this reinforce that desire so much it hurts a little.

ASTHMA ATTACK by Etgar Keret

When you have an asthma attack, you can’t breathe. When you can’t breathe, you can hardly talk. To make a sentence all you get is the air in your lungs. Which isn’t much. Three to six words, if that. You learn the value of words. You rummage through the jumble in your head. Choose the crucial ones—those cost you too. Let healthy people toss out whatever comes to mind, the way you throw out the garbage. When an asthmatic says “I love you,” and when an asthmatic says “I love you madly,” there’s a difference. The difference of a word. A word’s a lot. It could be stop, or inhaler. It could even be ambulance.

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*shiver*

Ah! So good it's ridiculous D: Anyway, as a result, for years my favorite word has been:

This word is a reminder to me to live passionately. To pursue all things- madly.
It is one of my strongest beliefs that if what you are living for does not make your bones shiver and ache, then it's not worth your time.

One that note, readers, have a beautiful day.

6.9.11

You Found Me

Hello everyone! I've just been floored at all of the giveaway entries so far, keep 'em coming in! :D The giveaway ends tonight!

Also, welcome new readers and followers! If you've come here from The Dainty Squid-- isn't Kaylah freaking beautiful?! :D I'm so happy to be a sponsor of hers this month!

I got a little bit of creative writing done this week that I wanted to share with you as well as some instagram pictures from this past lovely three day weekend :)

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It was in the yellow glow dark that you found me.
The dark that keeps all but your eye whites shadowed. All but the brow crease side smirk was swallowed in the monster belly of dark, and you found me there.

Like a cat owner who finds his beloved feline in a dark alley long after dusk. That ferral moment where you're calling to it and it's looking at you like you've never met and it's wild cat ancestors are staring at you through those glowing yellows with all of their age and ferocity.

"I found you.",
you said.

And that yellow glow kept glowing and the eye whites shining and my brow creased and your mouth smirked in the beast belly shadow.

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The exact moment that I realized we'd make it is when you saw the console and dash and cup holders of my car covered in grey sticky chewed bubble gum. Sickly sweet and red cheeked. You said it didn't bother you and you chuckled and got in with your lanky legs in your too tight jeans and whipped your beautiful hair fringe
and I honestly didn't stand a chance.

Sure, I hate that you listen to Notorious B.I.G on loud while I'm sleeping, and maybe sometimes your stories make no sense to me, but you told me to give you a chance too see how much you could love me, and it's been sticky sweet ever since.

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Soon, we'll need glasses. Our teeth with rot and break and decompose. Our skin will melt off of our very bones and our shiny clean youth will be all but unrecognizable.
So I'll write down our memories on square sheets of paper and fold them into cranes and boats, and sail them away. I'll pray they'll come back to us when we need them,
and that the hard ones find a rough patch of sea or breeze and sail away entirely.

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I hope you have a beautiful day readers,
worthy of  remembering.

10.8.11

Bookstore Date

One of my favorite places just to go and relax and read and write and hold hands, is our local Barnes and Noble/ Starbucks. What a dang great idea of someone to combine them! The Yeti skipped his Kempo class last night just to take me out, and it was so lovely :)


As I was getting ready, I realized that the color scheme of my outfit exactly matched the colors in this beautiful painting we have hanging in our bedroom. It was painted by an elderly Russian patient of ours here at the office who wanted to find a way to thank us- I loved it so much I was allowed to take it home :) The painting is entitled Desert Memories, and he explained to us that those white structures in the middle panel were maybe ghosts or remnants of the past in some way- he wasn't really sure why he put them there.

While we were shopping, I bought a new journal (of course) and an amazing book called "Geek Love" by Katherine Dunn. I buy a new journal almost every time I go to B&N because I am constantly in search of a replacement for my High School writing jounal. For whatever reason I've never found on as good as it was, but I hope the one I bought last night will be it :) It's leather bound with beautiful but simple stitching as cover decoration, with a colorful braided string to tie around and keep it closed. It also has natural, unlined thin paper- my favorite! :)

To be honest, I was turned away by the title and techno looking cover of "Geek Love", but Calvin read the back to me anyway- and holy cow am I glad! I took it as a cliche nerdy love story, but as it turns out, 'Geek' here is referring to a person in a sideshow act that bites the heads off chickens! The book is about a family of circus 'freaks' bred by their father as attractions for his failing circus. It's been wicked great so far- thanks for the find, Yeti!!

It's got my heart all firey and racing lately that books are going 'out of style'. Ebooks are only 5% of the book buying market right now, but already they've put bohemoth Borders out of business! In all honesty, this terrifies me. Books are beautiful in every way; their weight, crisp pages, fresh ink smell. These are not things I want to live without in any distant future! Please support your local bookstores, it's up to us bibliophiles to keep them alive! Ever since Borders passed away, I've been boycotting Ebooks. Yes- they are convenient, and you can download and read new books while you are in your PJs or on the toilet or at your cousin's wedding- but is that convenience really worth it? Our children never getting to experience that fresh excitment of cracking open a brand new book they've been wanting to read, or never knowing the satisfaction of looking upon their library of adventures and tales and friends on their shelf?
I won't be a part of physical, real, sturdy literature fading away into the past like those white ghost structures. I hope you'll help me.

Have a beautiful day, readers.

22.6.11

Dandelion Wine

Hello Readers! I hope your Wednesday goes well, and if not, then quickly :) Today I wanted to feature a book I'm reading, which is actually one of my favorite books in the known universe, called Dandelion Wine, by Ray Bradbury.


Ray Bradbury is my very favorite science fiction writer. He also wrote Fahrenheit 451, and The Illustrated Man, which are another two of my favorites. I love Dandelion Wine for completely different reasons than those though. This book is warm and dewy and just perfect for summer reading. To prove it, here is an excerpt.
(If you don't read it, I won't feel bad heh. Sci-fi is not for everyone, and there will be an outfit post coming soon :)
 
Chapter One

It was a quiet morning, the town covered over with darkness and at ease in bed. Summer gathered in the weather, the wind had the proper touch, the breathing of the world was long and warm and slow. You had only to rise, lean from your window, and know that this indeed was the first real time of freedom and living, this was the first morning of summer.


Douglas Spaulding, twelve, freshly wakened, let summer idle him on its early-morning stream. Lying in his third-story cupola bedroom, he felt the tall power it gave him, riding high in the June wind, the grandest tower in town. At night, when the trees washed together, he flashed his gaze like a beacon from this lighthouse in all directions over swarming seas of elm and oak and maple. Now . . .


"Boy," whispered Douglas.


A whole summer ahead to cross off the calendar, day by day. Like the goddess Siva in the travel books, he saw his hands jump everywhere, pluck sour apples, peaches, and midnight plums. He would be clothed in trees and bushes and rivers. He would freeze, gladly, in the hoarfrosted icehouse door. He would bake, happily, with ten thousand chickens, in Grandma's kitchen.


But now-a familiar task awaited him.


One night each week he was allowed to leave his father, his mother, and his younger brother Tom asleep in their small house next door and run here, up the dark spiral stairs to his grandparents' cupola, and in this sorcerer's tower sleep with thunders and visions, to wake before the crystal jingle of milk bottles and perform his ritual magic. He stood at the open window in the dark, took a deep breath and exhaled.


The street lights, like candles on a black cake, went out. He exhaled again and again and the stars began to vanish.


Douglas smiled. He pointed a finger.


There, and there. Now over here, and here . . .


Yellow squares were cut in the dim morning earth as house lights winked slowly on. A sprinkle of windows came suddenly alight miles off in dawn country.


"Everyone yawn. Everyone up."


The great house stirred below.


"Grandpa, get your teeth from the water glass!" He waited a decent interval. "Grandma and Great-grandma, fry hot cakes!"


The warm scent of fried batter rose in the drafty halls to stir the boarders, the aunts, the uncles, the visiting cousins, in their rooms.


"Street where all the Old People live, wake up! Miss Helen Loomis, Colonel Freeleigh, Miss Bentley! Cough, get up, take pills, move around! Mr. Jonas, hitch up your horse, get your junk wagon out and around!"


The bleak mansions across the town ravine opened baleful dragon eyes. Soon, in the morning avenues below, two old women would glide their electric Green Machine, waving at all the dogs. "Mr. Tridden, run to the carbarn!" Soon, scattering hot blue sparks above it, the town trolley would sail the rivering brick streets.


"Ready John Huff, Charlie Woodman?" whispered Douglas to the Street of Children. "Ready!" to baseballssponged deep in wet lawns, to rope swings hung empty in trees.


"Mom, Dad, Tom, wake up."


Clock alarms tinkled faintly. The courthouse clock boomed. Birds leaped from trees like a net thrown by his hand, singing. Douglas, conducting an orchestra, pointed to the eastern sky.


The sun began to rise.


He folded his arms and smiled a magician's smile. Yes, sir, he thought, everyone jumps, everyone runs when I yell. It'll be a fine season.


He gave the town a last snap of his fingers.


Doors slammed open; people stepped out.


Summer 1928 began.

{The foregoing is excerpted from Dandelion Wine By Ray Bradbury. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced without written permission from HarperCollins Publishers, 10 East 53rd Street, New York, NY 10022}

I think that is just stinking lovely :) How completely it captures the invincibility and magic of being a kid in the summer time. I hope your day goes well, readers. I hope you have time to run barefoot in wet grass and pick sour apples. This is a truly beautiful life we lead, and I sincerely hope your day goes accordingly.

18.4.11

Shades of Grey

 These past few days have honestly been some of the most trying and scary days of my life.
Last Thursday afternoon, I casually mentioned to the nurse that I had been experiencing some light spotting and cramping and asked if that was normal (because I'd read online that it was), and to my chagrin, she told me that no bleeding during pregnancy was normal and I should go to the ER right away to get it checked out. 5 hours and a pint of blood later, we were told heart-breaking news: there was, most likely, not going to be a normal pregnancy that would result in a baby.
That was how the doctor worded it- not a normal pregnancy.

Basically they ran all of my blood tests and did a myriad of awkward Russian ultrasounds and found nothing.  (The ultrasounds weren't Russian, the technician was, and boy was she friendly.) For how high my pregnancy hormones are, they should definitely be able to see the baby forming, and instead they just found the little pouch where it was supposed to be but no baby :(
It could be a few different options, some worse than others, but still all very sad and heart-wrenching. I will not lie and tell you it has been easy, but it has not broken us, nor will it.
 I am very much convinced that, despite the sometimes overwhelming pain and sense of loss, this has all happened for a reason and that we are still
very much loved and taken care of.

All of that being said, I've been a complete shut-in until now, avoiding all technology and anything that could possibly remind me of real life and what had happened. Times like this remind me how much of a solace that books are. It is an incredible gift that authors give us, to be able to crack the cover of a book and instantly be in another world and time where the problems and dilemmas are not your own.
Books, if I have not told you sooner: I delight in you.

I've read a few books lately, but I wanted to specifically feature a book called Shades of Grey by Jasper Fforde. Not only does it have awesome cover art


But it is also crazy well written and to date, one of my favorite sci-fi, oppression/revolution, dramas I've ever read. Which is saying something.

The book opens to a society where everything is based upon what color you can see. Everyone can see only one dominant color, and whatever color that is determines your social standing, who you can speak to, marry, be friends w/ etc. It centers on the life of Eddie Russet, a "Red" who has never known anything but rules and doing everything possible to benefit the collective. Each chapter begins with one rule out of countless rules, of said collective. Some of my favorites are:


9.3.88.32.025: The cucumber and the tomato are both
fruit; the avocado is a nut. To assist with the dietary
requirements of vegetarians, on the first Tuesday of the
month a chicken is officially a vegetable.

1.31.01.06: Anyone caught paying underprice or overprice
for goods or services shall be fined.

2.5.03.16.81: Lighting Avoidance Drill is to be practiced at
least once a week.
On top of being obsessed with color, real and artificial, the society presented is also indelibly preoccupied with three things: lighting strikes, swan attacks, and spoons.

equals awesome.

All of the rules, over time and word of mouth and clerical error, have eventually become a confusing mass of strict procedures that cannot be questioned, or changed, and have become often amusingly out of date. As such, the manufacture of spoons has been forbidden which has caused a massive shortage of them. Spoons have become a precious item, and everyone that can afford it carries one at all times with their ID number stamped into it so it can not be lost. On top of that, every so often the government enforces a strict technological turn back, where they out law modern technology in an effort to keep the citizens silent and reliant on the collective.

The story goes on to tell how Eddie meets a Grey, named Jane, who, while rough around the edges, captivates Eddie's thoughts, and eventually leads him to discover a entire new mind set and changes his future forever. The whole book is extremely imaginative, and completely hilarious. I highly recommend it. It was a great reminder not to blindly follow without questioning and that rules, while in place to secure out safety and well-being, need contsant reform with the changing of times. In honor of Shades of Grey and my own love of old cutlery, I put together a list of spoon related etsy finds and even a couple from my own house below!




1. Antique Silver Serving Pieces can be found at


2. Gorgeous Vintage Spoon Ring at


3. Sweet Big and Little Spoon Embroidery


4. Pretty Antique Flatware Drawing


5. The sweetest ever, "Loved Beyond Measure" print at


6. And this teeny tiny baking pan and measuring spoon charm necklace:

And from my own house:



<3

We go in for more ultrasounds this Friday, and I will update the blog as soon as I know more. I hope you all have a lovely day, and thank you so much for reading!