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It's been AGES since I've had time (or made time) to read a good book. AGES!

But I recently borrowed the Girl with the Dragon Tattoo trilogy from my mom. My parents will be back from Florida soon and I should give her books back, so over the past week I started reading the first book. I finished it on Friday, and immediately started in on the second book, which was so captivating that I spent much of last night until the wee hours reading and finished it today. I've gotten other stuff done here and there throughout the day today, but interspersed with duties like laundry or dishes or cooking I've already read about 250 pages of the third and final book in the series. I'm half-tempted to stay up into the crack of dawn again tonight. At this pace, I may finish the third book by sometime tomorrow.

It's so fun!

The books themselves have some terrific intrigue, which I love -- gotta love a good mystery! -- and a strangely sympathetic (though highly complicated) lead female character named Lisbeth Salander. Sometimes the prose gets bogged down in details when I want it to keep moving into the next bit of important conversation or action, but in general it's got a good pace and a complex, fascinating story.

I know this is probably old news for many out there, as these books have been around for quite a while (and even had films made from them, in Sweden, and one so far in the U.S.). But I've always come to things at my own pace, in my own time, so... there you have it.

Nevertheless, I just wanted to talk about it for a moment. I feel like a lot of my entries these days, however sporadic, have been either about silly things like insomnia or "negative" things like my health or my previous job or other complicated frustrations of the sort. So I feel an increasing need to find better balance in my life, both mentally and physically, and this is one step I'm taking to achieve that. I'm reading more, I'm working harder with my therapist, I'm investigating potential avenues (like yoga) that used to be highly helpful to my overall sanity and positivity and mental strength, and I'm trying to clear out some of the physical and mental clutter.

As Spring inches its way into the surrounding areas, bringing with it sunshine, greener grass, and the start of buds on the trees, I want to let that newness and warmth seep into my bones and keep propelling me forward in these attempts to revitalize.

And there's nothing more revitalizing than reading a good book!

;)

What are you all reading these days? Anything good? Anything you want to recommend? Let's hear it!

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It's amazing what comes to you when you allow yourself to open the door, even just a little crack.

Yesterday I wrote a post discussing an emotional trial of sorts, how I'd wanted to talk about something else, something personal and important to me, but I'd stopped writing that post because I got scared and I froze up and locked away what I'd wanted to discuss.

To see myself shutting down and holding back out of fear, I found that very upsetting and frustrating. But I managed one thing -- even if I couldn't talk about the original post I'd tried to write, I still reached out and talked about the fear and upset over freezing up.

In return, I got four wonderful messages that sunk in just when I needed them to.

The first three: [livejournal.com profile] candygramme, [livejournal.com profile] leucocrystal and [livejournal.com profile] wendelah1 sent words of comfort and sage advice. Thank you. You gave me the support I wanted to hear and also gave me the harder (smart, honest) wisdom I needed to hear. Thank you, thank you. I am so grateful to all three of you for that.

And then the final message, which came from an unexpected source: yesterday I started reading Amanda Palmer's book The Art of Asking (or, How I Stopped Worrying and Learned to Let People Help). Today I decided to give myself a mental health day, which basically means I tried to let go of all the swirling "should do, must do" lists in my head and instead allowed myself a day of "what I want to do" which included breakfast in bed and a leisurely afternoon spent reading a large portion of Amanda's book.

And amidst all the magnificent reading (seriously, it's a good one), I came across this passage -- especially the bolded part, below -- that seemed to be waiting to hit me over the head:

---

I'm often asked: How can you trust people so much?

Because that's the only way it works.

When you accept somebody's offer for help, whether it's in the form of food, crash space, money, or love, you have to trust the help offered. You can't accept things halfway and walk through the door with your guard up.

When you openly, radically trust people, they not only take care of you, they become your allies, your family.

Sometimes people will prove themselves untrustworthy.

When that happens, the correct response is not:
Fuck! I knew I couldn't trust anybody!

The correct response is:
Some people just suck.

Moving right along.


---

Definitely needed to hear that and I'm still amazed how it came at just the right time, when I think I was open enough to hear it. Messages received, all around. Thank you all SO much. ♥

BELIEVE

Jan. 1st, 2010 02:28 am
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2009.

What a year.

I'm not even sure where to begin. I looked back on my entry for last year, January 2009, and I had so much hope for things to be different, for me to work on things and take better care of myself and be more creative and see great changes occur. That didn't happen in the ways I wanted. Not really, not completely. In most ways, I feel like not a lot has changed from the end of last year to the end of this one.

However, I didn't want to get mired in that one entry. I didn't want to get discouraged by the seeming lack of change. Because even though things are not where I'd like them to be, in looking at the rest of my entries for the year, I do see some promise, a glimmer of light amidst the frustrations and anxieties.

Looking back... )

So. What does all this rambling mean? I suppose it may not mean much to any of you as you likely had your own goals, interests and struggles in the past year. Frankly, I'm impressed if you took the time to read this entry at all! *laughs lightly* In an overall sense, I guess writing all this out is my way of showing myself that no matter how bleak the year seemed, no matter how hard things got, I did do the very best I could. It wasn't all bad. In fact, parts of it were very, very good. And those are the parts I need to remember as I take on this new year, and this new decade.

Wow. A new decade. Where did the time go? I feel nervous and a bit anxious -- because I feel like I have so much to accomplish, so far yet to go -- but I also feel positive. Like this new year is a fresh start for me, an opportunity to refocus and keep striving.

This year I make no predictions or promises. I have no earthly idea what 2010 will bring. I only hope that I can rise to its challenges and be open to the multitude of possibilities out there waiting for me.

I hope 2010 brings each and every one of you enormous joy, good health, and an abundance of accomplishment, in whatever ways you can possibly imagine. Let us all dare to dream a little more. ♥

Happy New Year, everyone!

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I'm going to make this a quick post because I feel a cold coming on and I'm all achy and just want to get cozy under the covers and fall asleep, but I promised I'd write for seven days, and I am going to do it! ;)

For the uninformed, here's the original explanatory post about what I'm doing here: Day 1. All caught up? Alrighty, let's commence with the next list o' happiness.


DAY 2

* Made dinner for my aunts and grandmother tonight. Shrimp cooked with garlic, ginger, soy sauce, and a touch of olive oil. Served with brown rice and broccoli. Quick, easy and fun to cook; yummy to eat. They liked it, so I'm happy.

* Pumpkin body butter. I smell like pie. (Hey, is it true that a quick way to capture a man's heart is to smell like food? I wonder which one Jensen Ackles would like better -- eau de pot roast or étouffée? Heeee. Kidding! I just like saying the word étouffée. It amuses me. Look at me, I'm suddenly Cajun. Okay, forget it. Besides, I'd rather smell like scrumptious pie.)

* Meryl Streep. I'm catching up on my reading and came across EW's December 5 interview with this marvelous woman. Not only is she enormously talented, but in the interview (as well as every time I've ever seen her on television) she comes across as bold, intelligent, hilarious, and delightfully honest. And her picture on the cover of the magazine is gorgeous. I admire her.

* Carrie Fisher. She's got a new autobiography entitled Wishful Drinking. Heh. It got a great write-up this week in the Trib, and a complimentary B+ review -- would that be a B+ "positive" review? sorry, just kidding -- in EW (same issue as the Meryl Streep interview). It sounds very funny. I don't know what it is about Carrie, her dry sarcasm, her willingness to laugh at her wacky Princess Leia hair style, her brazen honesty (again with the strong women, yay!)... whatever it is, I just think she's cool.


Annnnnd gimme some vitamin C and a few ibuprofen. I'm off to bed. Sweet dreams, everyone!

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"A home without books
is a body without soul."


~ Marcus Tullius Cicero


I was going to be all poetical-like and write an imaginative post about the rich, wonderful worlds of plot and character development, and what it all means to me, as a reader and a writer... but honestly, who's got the time when I have stacks of books to read?

Throughout the course of this year I've found myself struggling to find focus. Granted, it's difficult to maintain even a semblance of structure in life when one is without work. I know it sounds silly, but it can be scary, frustrating, and downright boring living without any sort of schedule.

It's a marvelous thing, to have purpose. It feels rewarding to be productive and driven, to find joy and energy in the completion of a task, whatever it is that captures your attention. Therefore, at a time when everything feels so aimless, I think I need to give myself more positive motivation.

Case in point: every time I gaze upon the piles of unread books cluttering my living room floor, I feel scattered and anxious, completely at a loss as to where to start. I clearly need some direction!

Inspired by [livejournal.com profile] willowmina's "New Book Challenge 2008" in which she declared her desire to read one new book per week this year, I have decided to make a list of my own. I don't have the time to commit to one-per-week, especially given the chaotic craziness of my current life, but I figure this list will help me to pick a book, any book, and stick to it. Even better, it will give me a visual benchmark, as I check off a book from my list and gleefully move on to the next.

This list, containing all the books from those aforementioned dusty stacks, is full of variety: mystery, suspense, fantasy/sci-fi, philosophy, psychology, memoirs, and even reference books. Plenty for me to choose from. And seeing them all in an organized fashion such as this helps me to breathe easier. It doesn't have to overwhelm me anymore; I can see what I have and what awaits my attention. All I need to do is open a book.

Without further ado, in no particular order, these are some of the books I will be reading throughout the rest of this year.


Sherry's Reading List 2008


Title Author
Firefly ~ The Official Companion Volumes One & Two Joss Whedon
I’m Just Here for the Food Alton Brown
The Poet Michael Connelly
Eats Shoots & Leaves Lynne Truss
Art & Fear David Bayles & Ted Orland
Letters to a Young Poet Rainer Maria Rilke
God’s Debris Scott Adams
Under the Black Flag: The Romance and the Reality of Life Among the Pirates David Cordingly
The Secret Language of Eating Disorders Peggy Claude-Pierre
The Measure of a Man Sidney Poitier
The Elements of Style William Strunk & E.B. White
Writing for Your Life Deena Metzger
Dreams from My Father Barack Obama
The Audacity of Hope Barack Obama
The Dead Zone Stephen King
Tigana Guy Gavriel Ray
Loving What Is Byron Katie
Self Esteem Matthew McKay & Patrick Fanning
Storm Front ~ Book One of The Dresden Files Jim Butcher
On a Pale Horse Piers Anthony
Bearing an Hourglass Piers Anthony
The Power of Myth Joseph Campbell
If You Want to Write Brenda Ueland
The Bourne Series (4 books) Robert Ludlum
The Human Stain Philip Roth
Wicked Gregory Maguire
The Philosophy of The X-Files Dean A. Kowalski, ed.
The Original Sherlock Holmes Arthur Conan Doyle
A New Earth: Awakening to Your Life’s Purpose Eckhart Tolle
The Heroine’s Journey Maureen Murdock
Radical Acceptance: Embracing Your Life with the Heart of a Buddha Tara Brach
Vegan Cupcakes Take Over The World Isa Chandra Moskowitz



P.S. Please feel free to make recommendations. What have you been reading? What books do you treasure? Though it may take me a bit of time to get to your suggestions (as you see how many books I already have ahead of me), I'd still love to know. As always, like Fox Mulder, I’m open to the possibilities!

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Today is Bardsmaid's birthday!

The greatest gift you could give her is to read one of her stories, and send her some feedback. Talented authors need and deserve plentiful commentary, and she's one of the BEST, so... I highly, highly recommend you visit her site and pick at least one story to read, from the X-Files section here or the general 'Short Stories and Commentary' section here. Then by all means, please send her a lovely message.

Even if you're not familiar with The X-Files realm, it doesn't matter. Her writings are rich with character complexity and fascinating detail. They should be read.

If I may suggest pieces to whet your appetite, these are two of my favorites:

Overhead, The Stars ~ Two captivating characters: Fox Mulder and Alex Krycek. The weight of the world on each man's shoulders. A quiet yet surprising night in which the two rivals come to a momentary, unexpected truce in an intriguing (and humorous) way. As Bardsmaid herself notes, it involves "two very tired men, a language lesson, [and] a houseplant."

My added comment: Come on, you've got to be curious after reading that wacky description. *GRIN*

One of many great lines throughout, this one said in a snarky way: "Get a dictionary, Mulder."

(Heh.)


Outpost ~ A fascinating snapshot of characters Dana Scully and Alex Krycek (and yes, mentions of Fox Mulder) during a moment's respite from fighting the alien occupation. This story captures the flavor of a dusty Star Wars-like "cantina" in a modern world slowly coming apart, with a poetic, contemplative quality that is pure Bardsmaid.

One of my favorite lines: "Her cheeks are flushed, her expression warm and relaxed; it lights the shadowed corner of the room like a quiet fire spied through a frosty window."

Lovely.


I truly hope you decide to check out her work and discover for yourself how terrific it is.


HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Bardsmaid!

Have a fantastic day, dear friend. (And please forgive my boldness -- I mean it as the sincerest tribute to your talent!)

Hugs,
S

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