A Little Break

Tomorrow is BIG NEWS around here…at least for me. Both of my boys are spending the whole week at day camp. They’ve done single-day camps and VBS before, but this camp will run from 8:15-2:15–almost equivalent to an entire school day–and entire school WEEK! After an intense three weeks of summer, I’m more than ready for a little break.

I’ll have just enough time to run some errands by myself (grocery shopping has never looked so good!) and maybe squeeze in a little time to write a bit before my niece arrives for a visit on Tuesday evening. After that, it’ll be all about the shopping (her preference).

Except that Tuesday night at midnight I’m joining a group of friends for the midnight showing of Eclipse. I think the idea of this appealed to me more than the reality will. I was told we’d need to get there at 7ish to get good seats. And as my eyes were bugging out in response to that comment, someone else said it would be more like 5ish. NO WAY am I sitting in a theater for 5-7 hours before a movie even starts. That’s just crazy. So we’ll see how it goes.

Should be an interesting–and hopefully relaxing–week.

Posted in camp, eclipse on 06/27/2010 07:33 pm | 10 Comments

British Lit Revisited

I’d forgotten that I’d put off writing a ‘just discovered’ author post earlier this week. So, you guessed it, this here is it.

The author is Syrie James, and I must say, I am hooked!

A few weeks ago, I read The Lost Memoirs of Jane Austen, basically because I’ll give pretty much anything a shot if it’s got Ms. Austen at the center of it, but more importantly, because I was intrigued by the plot line, i.e. that some of Jane Austen’s lost memoirs were found (you saw that coming, didn’t you?), uncovering a previously unknown passionate romance of her own, and the inspiration for Mr. Darcy.

I was completely drawn in by it. The writing style was so effortlessly Austen that I almost felt as if I truly was reading a memoir penned by her own hand. And while these lost memoirs were just a fabrication, Ms. James did a terrific job of melding the historical details from Ms. Austen’s life with the details of the memoir.

While reading Jane’s story, I read a review from Barrie Summy’s Book Review Club for The Secret Diaries of Charlotte Bronte. Naturally, this book had to come next. I pushed aside all the books I already had out from the library to get started on this one, and oh, was it worth it. If I read the Author’s Note correctly, this book was actually based on Ms. Bronte’s real and recently discovered journals, so, in essense, it was Charlotte’s mostly true life story. And so fascinating! Now I want to go back and read Jane Eyre again. It’s been so long I’ve almost forgotten it completely.

And next by Ms. James…out at the end of July…you can bet I’ll be reading this one too!

Posted in syrie james on 06/25/2010 06:50 pm | 9 Comments

Nightmare of a Dream

I feel utterly steamrolled. Between not being able to get a solid, uninterrupted night’s sleep, and having my computer turn its back on me, I can’t seem to catch a break.

I don’t want to discuss the computer stuff–there’s evidently nothing I can do. I’m just IRRITATED over my own carelessness, combined with some downright disappointing behavior from my computer. As far as I can tell, I’ve only lost about ten pages from my latest work-in-progress. But that’s plenty, I assure you. Thank goodness I’ve been relatively conscientious with my flash drive!

Then there’s the dreams. For going on about a month now, I’ve been waking up every night believing I’m a participant in the same never-ending situation. Basically there is something I was supposed to do, and I didn’t do it. So someone has come to my house–in the middle of the night!–to discover why it is I didn’t do it. First off I’m obsessed with the need to change my clothes, because I’m not exactly dressed for visitors, and then I rummage around, not really knowing what I’m doing, trying to figure out why I haven’t done what I’m supposed to do and why, oh why there is a stranger in my house in the middle of the night! I can go through this whole routine two or three times in a night. It. Is. Exhausting.

Maybe tonight, I’ll just stand up and say, “I didn’t do it, okay. I’m sorry. Please take me off your volunteer list and GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!”

Believe it or not, it felt good to write that all out.
I’m crossing my fingers for a good night’s sleep tonight.

Posted in computers, dreams on 06/23/2010 09:16 pm | 5 Comments