so, for contemporary literature I read "How to be Good" by Nick Hornby, who's one of my faves. I, of course, procrastinated my project and stayed up until the wee hours of the morning working on my presentation and finishing the novel. As I sat cross legged on my unswept, hardwood floor at 2 AM in the morning, vigorously trying to figure out how the heck to make a handout on microsoft word I began to wish I was laying comfortably on my back in a lawn chair on the deck of a cruise ship making its way to the Bahamas. Or in warm bed. But no. My fingers were slaves to typing and my brain a slave to remembering information read.
Hornby writes "How to be Good" from the perspective of an analytical, obsessed-with-her-thoughts, middle aged woman. I love it. It's the way I think.
Not thinking in the sense of a middle aged woman (to those middle aged women reading this: I have nothing against your thought processes) but she analyzes how I analyze. I liked this quote:
"The only scenes I can stand in any of the Star Wars films are the quiet scenes in the second one,
The Empire Strikes Back...at first I preferred
The Empire Strikes Back simply because it offered some respite from all the roaring and banging and whizzing. but later I came to appreciate its.... I don't know what you call it. Message? Moral? ...
Something in it began to chime somewhere in me, and I wanted to be Luke Skywalker, off somewhere on my own, learning to be a Jedi, I wanted a break from the war. I wanted someone wise to teach me how to do the things I needed to survive the rest of my life."All this to say I want to be Luke Skywalker too. No more school. No more staying up late. No more thinking about money. No more making dumb decisions with money. No more pretending I didn't make bad decisions with my money.
I want to be off on my own learning how to brave the world.
