Reading Material Needed

CB068378Finals are just about almost over. I’ll be able to go to the library again! However, I need some new reading material. Desperately. I’ll take all recommendations. I don’t like chick lit though.

So I was flipping through Christian Book Distributors (CBD)‘s catalogue looking at their novels to see if there was anything good. They have a lot of romance novels. Their romance is mostly Amish, it seems. I like a good romance novel now and then. However, this stuff can be just as bad as the trashy drugstore paperbacks. No, they’re not naughty. But they’re often badly written, with cheesy titles and unrealistic plots and half developed characters.

a-bride-in-the-bargainFor example, there’s a A Bride in the Bargain.

In 1860s Seattle, a man with a wife could secure himself 640 acres of timberland. But because of his wife’s untimely death, Joe Denton finds himself about to lose half of his claim. Still in mourning, his best solution is to buy one of those Mercer girls arriving from the East. A woman he’ll marry in name but keep around mostly as a cook. Anna Ivey’s journey west with Asa Mercer’s girls is an escape from the griefs of her past. She’s not supposed to be a bride, though, just a cook for the girls. But when they land, she’s handed to Joe Denton and the two find themselves in a knotty situation. She refuses to wed him and he’s about to lose his land. With only a few months left, can Joe convince this provoking–but beguiling–easterner to be his bride?

I have never read this book but I hope that it’s not as awful as Sadie Rose. Some Christian romance novel writers can write a story and make it GOOD. I’ve read a few. But some can’t.

Lori Wick can’t.

0736913246Before I go on, I’ll admit that I liked The Princess very much. I wouldn’t mind reading it again. However, The Knight and the Dove was terrible. What kind of name is Bracken?

From Wikipedia: 

Evolutionarily, bracken may be considered to be one of the most successful ferns. It is also one of the oldest, with fossil records of over 55 million years old having been found. The plant sends up large, triangular fronds from a wide-creeping underground rootstock, and may form dense thickets. This rootstock may travel a metre or more underground between fronds. The fronds may grow up to 2.5 m (8 ft) long or longer with support, but typically are in the range of 0.6-2 m (2-6 feet) high. In cold environments bracken is winter-deciduous, and, as it requires well-drained soil, is generally found growing on the sides of hills.

I honestly never understood anything the heroine, Megan, did. She kept running off into random places. Like, as if that was the safest thing to do! Plus getting kidnapped multiple times. Along with an envious, beautiful, and insane older sister… oh dear. Urggghhh! This story is set during the time of Queen Elizabeth. Lori Wick may be a famous Christian novelist but I feel that her dialogue and the way she draws her characters are extremely stilted at times. 

I also cannot take a man named Bracken seriously. 

9780736925303Her book The Rescue was also pretty awful as well.

Anne Gardiner struggles living as a gentleman’s daughter on a pauper’s means. When wealthy Robert Weston comes visiting, Anne accidentally topples from a ladder into his arms. Her eccentric father, the “Colonel,” demands honor and a hasty “marriage” for Anne. Her reputation tarnished by rumors and the Colonel’s accounts of events, Anne and Robert search for solutions. Is a real marriage the answer?

I didn’t understand it. At all. Lori Wick loves having accidental wives/husbands who start hating each other (or not knowing each other) and end up loving each other very much in the end. I can’t figure out why. The Princess was about an arranged marriage between royalty and a commoner. The Knight and the Dove was a political marriage that turned into Twu Wuv. But you won’t believe this one. 

Our heroine is something of a goody two-shoes. She’s perfect and good and beautiful and kind and all the people in the old English village love her. She takes care of her father who is not right in the head. One day she is fixing the roof and falls into the arms of a handsome stranger. Her father sees and proceeds to take them to the town hall to get them married right away. They do, to humor him. Apparently it’s actually all playacting but the poor strangers doesn’t know that. Then the dad goes and ruins her reputation by talking about it all over town. So she ends up actually married to the handsome stranger (who also happens to be rich and God-fearing as well as handsome). But he doesn’t want anything to do with her. But she is perfect and good and beautiful and kind and slaves over his enormous mansion, somehow managing to clean it in a matter of days.

Twu Wuv.

Happee ending.

n271687CBD also carries the equivalent of Harlequin romances. It’s called Heartsong Presents. I got a free book from there called Double Deception and it was one of the worst books I ever read. I was going to satirize it in my Perfect Lady blog but I realized that I begged my grandma (who can’t tell the difference between bad writing and good writing) to take it off my hands so I don’t have it anymore. 

But there you have it. As I said, I want recommends. I like a good romance/fantasy/sci fi now and then. I occasionally read non-fiction if it’s funny.

Thanks in advance!!!

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Tomorrow

piano_keys_01I already made the decision of where to go for college. The funny thing is that I went to the cheapest place (free tuition scholarship for all four years… couldn’t pass it up. Liberal Arts Honors… couldn’t pass that up either… nice people…. oh dear there’s lots). But then I found out that my dad actually wanted me to go to Boston College… my mom kind of did too. But oh well, it’s me going to college, not them. And I’m happy with going to Providence College. I’m not sure yet if I’ll live there… just sent the letters off and all I have to do is wait for them to send letters back with housing plans and food plans and roommate plans and things like that.

A few days ago, I was thinking about what I’d like to be. What job should I take? What steps should I take to get that job? What the heck should I STUDY in college? I have to say that even after 16 years of thinking about this (yes, I’m serious) I still don’t know. There’s a lot of things that I’d love to do. There’s a lot of things that I’m really good at. In fact, all I know is that I don’t want to do chemistry or pre-med. Ever. 

At the beginning of the fall semester, I was thinking about theology and psychology. Psych is a passion of mine. I love psych and I love working with people. And I took this great class at CCRI where the professor was absolutely wonderful… got an A in that class. Actually, I got so much extra credit I got MORE than an A. Theology because I love my church, and thinking about stuff like that. Religion is just something that fascinates me.

At the end of the fall semester, I changed to psychology and music, partly because I got this love for music. I play piano. I’ve done so for years… but I don’t know. I just had this new passion for it, so much that I wanted to major in it. What happened to theology? One of my friends was like, “uhhh if you’re going to a Catholic school maybe you shouldn’t.” And besides, there was music, and when I asked if it was possible to triple-major, the guy at PC made funny faces. 

The funny thing is that I wanted to study music when I was a little girl…. around 7 or 8 when I first started learning. 

Then I started blogging on wordpress, after I met Beth. I got my love of writing back again. And I took this composition class at CCRI where the professor was absolutely amazing. He was funny, too. And bald, and had a muffin top. I loved writing, and the class looks like it’s going to be an easy A. (I’ve got all A’s and one B.) He liked my writing, too. Except for my comparing and contrasting… that was too boring for him (and me). Anyway, I started 4 blogs on wordpress. You can find them in the blogroll if you look hard enough. I wrote, and I wrote, and I wrote. And I realized that I liked writing too much not to think about it as a career choice. 

So that’s my dilemma right now. Psychology is a definite. Music is a definite. Writing is a definite. Wait, what?

Maybe I can minor in it. 

But in any case, I’ve chosen my audition pieces for PC and am practicing them right now. I’ll probably try to audition after I enter the college, or this summer, or something. I already got into the psych program. I’ve become fascinated with behavioral and cognitive psych, thanks to that professor. But in regards to psych, there’s still plenty of time to think about that. At least until I apply for graduate school. 

person-writing1Writing is something I’m going to continue doing, whether I major/minor in it or not. So if you’ve been keeping up with my blogs (I know I have a very dedicated friend who’s been coming by regularly 😉 thanks) don’t be afraid that I’ll suddenly drop it. That’s not going to happen, because I say so. 

I love it too much to ever stop doing it.

Tag thing – google

 

Ok, I’m doing a tag thing. I’m not tagging anyone, actually. I really don’t do much with tagging. But I saw this on Rashmi’s blog and thought it would be a really cool thing to do. 
So the rules of the tag are..

 We are supposed to be pasting an image for every answer of mine,from google image search,with minimal explanation. 

Use as less words as possible.The picture should be able to do the explaining for you.

The questions are:-
1.Your age on your next birthday
2. A place you’d like to travel to
3. Your Favorite place
4. Your favorite food/drink
5. Your favorite pet
6. Your favorite color combination
7. Your favorite piece of clothing
8. Your all time favorite song
9. Your favorite TV show:
10. Full name of your significant other
11. The town in which you live
12. Your screen name/nickname:
13. Your first job
14. Your Dream Job
15: Bad Habit you have
16. Your worst fear:
17. The one thing you would like to do before you die
18. The first thing you’ll buy if you get $1,000,000

19.Your favourite credo in life.:)

Ok, Here  I go :)

1.Your age on your next birthday:

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2. A place you’d like to travel to: 

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3. Your Favorite place:

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4. Your favorite food/drink:

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coconut custard

5. Your favorite pet:

cats

6. Your favorite color combination:

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7. Your favorite piece of clothing

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8. Your all time favorite song


9. Your favorite TV show:

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10. Full name of your significant other

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11. The town in which you live


12. Your screen name/nickname:

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13. Your first job

jobless
14. Your Dream Job

psychologist

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15: Bad Habit you have

worry
16. Your worst fear:

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17. The one thing you would like to do before you die

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18. The first thing you’ll buy if you get $1,000,000

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19. I don’t know

Devotional – 30 hour famine

This morning I did a devotional as part of the 30 hour famine that my youth group is doing. 

Here it is:

30 Hour Famine Devotions

Yes, we know you’re tired. Yes, we know that you’re ready to eat everything in sight (never has your friend looked yummier). And that you will eat the next person who talks about food. However, it’s important to remember that this event isn’t about seeing who will turn to cannibalism first. It’s about contemplating several things: how blessed we are, for one. Or the fact that there, but for the grace of God, were I.

Definitely food for thought. Pun unintended.

So, take a Bible and maybe a notebook and a pen. Find a spot where you’re away from distractions. Read the passages below and think about these questions.

  • What exactly was the hungry person hungering for?
  • How did the hungry person respond to his hunger? Did anyone else respond to his hunger?
  • Whom did the hungry person ask for nourishment?
  • What happened when the hungry person got fed?
  • Was there a “point” to the story– or was the fact that a hungry child of God simply got enough food for a change point enough?

And finally, how does this apply to me? What am I hungering for? How am I responding to it? Etc.

Elijah and the widow: What we all wish would happen in our kitchens. (1 Kings 17:7-16)

Jesus in the desert: The devil tried to get to him through his (empty) stomach. (Matthew 4:1-4)

… and the number one “hunger” story in the Bible:

Feeding Jesus: You never know who that hungry person you’re feeding may be. (Matthew 25:35-45)

Here are some of my initial thoughts on the subject. By the way, this devotional isn’t copyrighted. I know because I wrote the initial part. The questions come from somewhere I don’t know. 

For the first story, it struck me that a little can turn into a lot. 1 dollar can feed a child for a day. A little kindness can go a long way.

Second story, our empty stomaches can be a distraction only if we choose to let them be so. Remember Lent? Fasting from something, whether it be food or a game or shopping, can be a good thing.

Third story is one of the most powerful ones in the Bible… at least of this subject matter. It merely says that it’s very very important to be kind to others… you never know whether that hungry person is Jesus or not.  😉 And what you do to others, you do to Jesus. You’re responsible for the kindnesses you show and the kindnesses you don’t show. Something to remember, now and in the future.

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Northanger Abbey

na200I watched the Masterpiece Theatre version of Jane Austen’s Northanger Abbey. 

I loved it.

The actors and actresses were all skillful and good looking. I especially liked newcomer Felicity jones as the romance-addicted Catherine Morland. I felt that she and JJ Feild had good screen chemistry — they made a really cute couple. Especially as he’s really tall and she’s really short. 

Somehow I feel that Jane Austen and I would have been friends. Northanger Abbey showed how reading too many cheesy romance novels (or breathing, in Catherine’s case) can lead to an overactive imagination. One of the books mentioned in the book/movie is still in print. It’s called Udolpho. And I read the first 5 pages. The heroine, Emily, is PERFECT. UGH! She’s so perfect I can’t stand it. It’s funny that Northanger Abbey was written originally as a parody for Austen’s family to enjoy. And then it got published after her death. 

Very good ending, I may add. I went to the library, got the book, and enjoyed it even more. Read it. Or watch it. Both are excellent.

Frustration

You knew that things would be hard when you signed up to do both your job as a youth pastor and full time coursework. You accepted responsibility for all that might happen, and knew that it wasn’t good to make excuses.

Unfortunately, what happened was that you didn’t make excuses. You ended up not telling people what was going on, and continued to assume that they would automatically understand without knowing what was going on.

They didn’t.

So you think that they’re being too hard on you? Why don’t you try and give them an explanation so that they will know what’s going on and be able to understand? You can’t assume that people will understand without knowing what’s going on. At least give us a chance.

Because right now, you’re not. We tried to give you the benefit of the doubt. But we didn’t know what was going on. All we saw were your new girlfriend’s status messages: “Eating breakfast with [your name] Eating lunch with [your name] Hanging out with [your name] Being with [your name] Loves [your name] ❤ [your name] Misses [your name”

All. The. Time.

So of course we assumed that all that stuff was what was going on. Of course. Why not? And it was. Everyone could see that.

So this morning I received a message from her, saying that I and other people did not understand you and were being too hard on you.

Give us a chance. You didn’t.

Things like friendship works both ways. We tried, oh yes we did. But you weren’t trying. I felt increasingly that you didn’t want to put enough effort. She said that you were hard to reach because you were working on finals.

But finals are not all the time, are they? You were hard to reach not just during finals but during the times when papers were due (all the time? I find that hard to believe). You were hard to reach when I was standing right in front of you asking you how things were and if you needed anything.

I don’t think it’s my fault. I don’t think it’s the coworkers’ fault, or the pastor’s fault (although he can be a pain in the butt. We know).

But to you, it was always my fault. It was everyone else’s fault. Not your own. Always everyone elses’ fault but your own. And that hurt me.

This whole issue of miscommunication has been going on for a while. I leave you to decide whose fault it really is.

Please… wake up. I don’t know if you can tell that you’re falling. But… you are.

Kiss the Rain

This music along with the video makes me kind of sad. The girl who started dating the guy I used to like loved this music. She sent me the link right around when they started dating. I learned the music, and memorized most of it. 

Afterwards I didn’t have the heart to play it anymore. 

It does sound a lot like rain. 

I believe the sun will come out sometime.