I read Copious amounts as a child it was my favorite distraction to reality. I still love to read I like the smell of books even if they are old and musty I like to think of who has touched the book and read it and if it changed anything in their life especially books that are passed down from ancestors. I almost equally love the smell of a new book and hope it passes into hands that derive meaning from it. I do not like to lend out books It is the one thing I wont lend however if I know someone wants to read something I have I make sure to get them a copy. Since some of our books are very old and first edition I prefer they stay safe and people can always read them at our house I have no objection to a weekend guest who wants to read a rare book here.
Growing up I enjoyed classics as well as books my husband would classify as “crap” I tell him to each their own and he will sometimes agree. My husband is an actual writer and I am not I just blog for various reasons mostly It can be informational. My grammar I admit can be at times “crap” and I have been told my old-fashioned way of writing and talking can be as I was once told” as if I was an old Lady” I use many old words because I love them. I do not understand and I say this in all honesty why people think you can change the meaning of words because you should not and can not this is not to say you can’t create new words with new meanings of course we do in Science often and need to and it helps label and help people understand.
I can sometimes ramble on when I talk or blog or even write letters. I use to write hand written letters very often now we have social media and that has changed the way we write to each other also email,texting on cell phones it has changed the way we get involved in social life but not always for the best I fear.
Back to books I wanted to talk about Dickens because as a child the book Great Exceptions blew my mind and also creeped me out just a tad just enough to make it interesting. Today for the first time I read his book of Christmas tales including the infamous tale of Mr. Scrooge and his life style change due to “seeing the light”. Growing up I was not allowed to read any Christmas books due to the fact It was agenst my Mothers religion so I forgot he even wrote them till recent and I read them and thought all Children should read them or have them read to them not just at Christmas but anytime they want to. It is funny how one small thing like not having any Holidays as a child has made me love Holidays all the more even though I personally do not believe in God I still like the idea of “goodwill toward men and woman”. Some Holidays interest me more than others As it is for most people some really do not interest me at all. I love Halloween and Christmas those are my favorite by far. If I had to pick only one absolute favorite: Halloween.
Charles Dickins was an English writer and social critic mainly. He was considered the greatest writer of the Victorian period. Dickens was forced to leave school to work in a factory when his father was thrown into debtors’ prison. Although he had little formal education, his early impoverishment drove him to succeed. Over his career he edited a weekly journal for 20 years, wrote 15 novels, five novellas and hundreds of short stories and non-fiction articles, lectured and performed extensively, was an indefatigable letter writer, and campaigned vigorously for children’s rights, education, and other social reforms. He was an interesting human being and great writer.
I hope you will take the time to read Dickens to your children and when they are old enough give them a copy of their own as old a copy as you can find.
It does not matter. Your do not seem to want to live in an airplane. You seem to like the darkness and yes you shelter from the lightning.
You never take a chance. You never climb the mountains. You prefer the same.
It does not matter what I need. It does not matter if I give you everything because it still leaves me empty.
You knocked on my door and said it will be a new day but it was the same old.
MY Mother said “if you don’t have a bit of danger you have nothing.”
You drew me in. You showed me mental genius but I have to run and fall, I have to cut up my knees. I have to climb up the rocks. I do not have the fear you have for me. Inside I have a feeling I feel so amazingly alive and I can’t knit you a sweater.
Telling me I am not allowed is just a joke. My Momma never let me in the kitchen she hit me. I wont be cooking anytime soon. It seems so sweet but I crave adventure again like it use to be sometimes we have to bleed and sweat. I like to feel the rain. I do what I like to do.
IT is my hair. It is my skin. It is my decision. Let me spell it out for you.
The truth is in the eye of the beholder right? Not always. Delusions may not be truths. What you do and say affects everything. Life is cause and effect. Most humans find it hard to let go of their ego. They think it is enough to just survive. Is it? Do they live? Some people have a passion for life and some just seem to only exist. We breath, we drink water, we raise our Son’s and Daughters, we grow older and one day we rot in the ground.
Life can be pretty filled with happy energy. Life can be disgusting and painful and you take pills to fix it. I prefer the pretty life filled with energy that makes me stronger. Some say blood is thicker. I say this is not always true in fact it usually is not sadly. You must do what is right for you. You can’t change the faults of your family you can only change yourself so let go of your pride and ego and be big enough to learn the difference between you and them.
When I sleep at night, when I do sleep I have many nightmares that are so scattered and tattered. But I am better for them I suppose.
I have always been the fixer. “Fix it please Amanda.”
I am just learning who I truly am at 34 and I can’t save you anymore.
I can fix lots of things but I must start here in my mind.
I can’t Fix you! I can’t fix your everything. I hope you will understand.
I have just found happy and it is not my fault if you can’t fix your own.
I spend a lifetime of fixing. But this is insanity. I have to say no.
I care but I can’t help you anymore. And if you choose to stop loving me then Goodbye it was an experience.
IT IS HIGH TIME YOU FOUND OUT.