Today in class Mr.
Martello told us all about Margaret Fuller. How she was born in Massachusetts
in 1810 to a lawyer/politician father, who’d been disappointed she had not been
born a boy. Yet instead of sending Margaret into the kitchen to cook with her
mother, or out in the yard to beat-out the rugs, wash clothes and clean glass
lanterns; Timothy raised his daughter in his den, homeschooling and educating her
with a laborious course study.
Margaret was reading and writing. At four, she knew arithmetic. Before she
reached five, she knew English and Latin grammar. Timothy brought his daughter
up to read all sorts of books from ancient history, political philosophy, travel,
biographies, novels, all the great European authors and playwrights, and so on.
He had told Margaret,
“To excel in all things should be your constant aim. Mediocrity is obscurity.”
Continue reading ➞ Above the Mark: Part II
Note from founder: Studies show happiness is one of the most well-known sensations people inquire. Some even say it’s the purpose of life. Reports have found that possessing great heaps of money can buy things such as time and good hearty meals. It’s known to have helped people purchase memorable experiences, plow their way to the tops of pyramids, and if you can believe it – bargain their way into the hearts of others! Don’t fret if you don’t have money, sit down with a notebook and pen and write out the following list. # 1) Obsess. Visualize yourself having cash in your pockets and dough in your safe to the point where nothing and no one else matters. # 2) Borrowing isn’t stealing. When at the office or an outing or event, let other people pay for your dinner and drinks. Don’t be so eager to throw down your own cash. # 3) Beg. Stand outside super markets, laundry matts, bookstores, etc., with a sign in your hand that asks others to contribute towards the fundraiser of your choice. And when someone donates, be sure to look out for them the next time they come around!
Wednesday June 17th 9:30am:
In the bathroom while brushing my teeth, a little black ant circles the soap
dispenser. How did it get in? I walk over to the window to the right above the
toilet. No draft or hole. No other ants. Back at the sink, I spit, rinse, flick
the light off and walk into the kitchen.
Saturday June 20th 6:00am:
I jump out of the shower and dry off. I dress for work, place the towel on the
hook, and then reach into the whicker caddy beside the sink for my deodorant. A
little black ant is crawling up the side of it. I let it crawl onto my finger,
and then gently place it down against the counter. The ant walks along my
finger over to his friends hanging around the faucet.
Continue reading ➞ Confessions of a Woman Gone Mad: Ants
Posted on December
7, 2015 by Britt
Monday September 28th
I stand at the front door and rub my eyes awake. My sister’s there, going on
and on about how she has to go to work. My niece is sick and can’t go to
school. She has no choice; Addie has to stay with me for the day. She hands me
a note, a pink lunch box, kisses Addie on the cheek and darts towards her
running car. “See you at four,” she hollers out the window and drives away.
– Make sure Addie takes a teaspoon of her medicine (see in lunch box) every
four hours. Don’t worry, she’s not contagious.
– She eats a lot (like every two hours) so I packed her lunch and plenty of
snacks. If she wants anything else, make sure it’s ORGANIC. She only eats
organic and her stomach will not be able to handle anything with hormones or
pesticides in it. ORGANIC FOOD ONLY.
– NO CANDY
– NO TV
I crumble the note in my hand and toss it into the garbage.
Continue reading ➞ Confessions of a Woman Gone Mad: Addie
how writers start out? Or, about the process of writing a novel? If it were so
easy wouldn’t everyone do it?
When I was
studying undergrad, a student of English Lit, I drove four in a half hours to Hemingway’s
archive at The JFK Library in Boston for research on my final project. The
paper was a comparison between his first drafted manuscripts of The Sun Also Rises, vs. his
final published version of the novel.
I spent nine
hours rummaging through Hemingway’s journals, manuscripts, any paper with any
mention of The Sun Also Rises.
What an experience!!
As a reader,
researcher and writer, I found it illuminating to see first hand Hemingway’s
passion, work, and efforts that went into writing his first great novel.
Here is what I discovered:
Continue reading ➞ CALLING ALL HEMINGWAY AFICIONADOS!!!