Get ready, this is gonna be a doozy. First a breakdown of the day and then some thoughts.
Woke up helped Gramms with a little yard work, then I got cleaned up and went up to Barnes and Noble's coffee shop to "post up" for the morning. The one thing (besides my dear friends) I miss the most during nursing school is just sitting and reading and writing and "looking into things" and overall time to ponder. I realize not may adults have this luxury, but for me if feels more a necessity. If I don't have time to sit a process I get batty. So that is what the majority of my day looked like. I found the Time Magazine article Derek suggested, and began a memoir that has been gathering dust on my shelf for months, it is titled, Reading Lolita in the Tehran, by Azar Nafisi.
After that I came home for a spell and then my friend/bartender Tanner took me to sushi for dinner. We went to our usual spot, Osaka, and had some good food and good conversation. Then home.
So now some thoughts and quotes.
The Time Article:
The idea of "The Dark Night of the Soul.", such a delicate area of faith. I have spoken with friends regarding the sense of abandonment many followers after conversion, and to think a woman who dedicated every moment and thought to the service of Christ, to think she felt this for 50 plus years is rattling. The light I took from this article was this, " 'I accept not in my feelings-but with my will, the Will of God.'" We are a people, a society, that lives off of every flimsy whim and emotion that we feel, we cannot even begin to understand that kind of devotion. I want that for my life. I can't wait to read the letters in their entirety.
Reading Lolita..:
For all of you that know me I'm pretty skeptical to all things "new". I like the classics as far as literature is concerned, and only recently began to pull my snobby nose out of my 100 year old pages to realize there is, indeed, some decent new stuff. Reading Lolita in the Tehran is a good balance: a current memoir centered around reading the classics. She quotes Nabokov explaining the Russian term, poshlust as, " is not only the obviously trashy but mainly the falsely important, the falsely beautiful, the falsely cleaver, the falsely attractive."
-that was an inspiring thought to me. I want the truth. the root. the real beautiful. If Vegas had another name it could be Poshlust.
Highlight: Sushi!
Lowlight: Remembering I live in Poshlust
Amusinglight: My Grandma cursing at the TV for a solid 30 seconds when they announced Wayne Newton was going to be on the next season of, Dancing with the Stars. She kept saying, "I'm voting that asshole off!"
Who hates Wayne Newton?
1 comment:
rosie i would totally hit the barnes with you everyday if i was there. thanks for checking out that article. few people actually do that kind of thing. oh and another lovely modern writer that you would love is a little known lady named J.K. Rowling. check her out. the stuff is pretty heavy. let's visit soon ya?
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