I found this inspirational little poem today.
Many others have made posters, t-shirts, Etsy-type stuff out of it, so I can't claim any uniqueness to this creation. However, I felt it was a very appropriate message for my family this month.
One son is getting ready to leave on a mission. Another son is leaving for college at the end of the week. I am starting a new job, my first position as a teacher. My daughter is starting in a new school. So we all feel like the baby bird, balanced precariously on the branch and wondering if we dare take the leap.
So, for my beautiful children, I say... what if you do? Go out, dream big, take a risk.
And what if you fly?
I will be there beside you.
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Monday, January 1, 2018
Extreme Book Nerd Reading Challenge 2017
I did not
quite finish the reading challenge from the Idaho Falls Public Library this
year. They offer 50 categories, with a challenge to read a book in each
category this year. I read 50 books, but not quite in 50 weeks (it took me one
more week to complete my 50th), and in some categories I did not
finish the book (marked with an asterisk).
I wanted to put together a list of the books I read, as well as some
brief comments on some of my favorites. I’ll start with the books that I read
more than any other genre (Regency romance and historical romance, of course)
then move on to the categories that were more challenging for me to complete.
The category is in parentheses afterwards.
Regencies:
1.
Lord
John’s Dilemma, by G.G. Vandergriff (A book you’ve been meaning to read)
2. Miss Whitaker Opens her Heart, by Jennifer Moore (A book with a verb in the title)
3. A Place for Miss Snow, by Jennifer Moore (A book by an author whose name ends with a vowel) Jennifer Moore’s books are always a treat, bringing me the Regency stories but not always in the typical London/England setting.
4. Miss Armistead Makes her Choice, by Heidi Ashworth (A book with the military in it)
5. An Inconvenient Romance, by Charlise Linton (A book written in the first person)
2. Miss Whitaker Opens her Heart, by Jennifer Moore (A book with a verb in the title)
3. A Place for Miss Snow, by Jennifer Moore (A book by an author whose name ends with a vowel) Jennifer Moore’s books are always a treat, bringing me the Regency stories but not always in the typical London/England setting.
4. Miss Armistead Makes her Choice, by Heidi Ashworth (A book with the military in it)
5. An Inconvenient Romance, by Charlise Linton (A book written in the first person)
6-8. Whispers on the Moore collection by Sarah E. Ladd
·
The
Heiress of Winterwood (A book you
love — read it again)
·
The
Headmistress of Rosemere (A book that makes you happy)
·
A Lady at
Willowgrove Hall (A book with an illness in it)
9.
One Love,
Two Heart, Three Stories, by J. Dawn King (A book chosen because of the
title) Three Pride and Prejudice variations
10. The Abominable Mr. Darcy, by J. Dawn King (no category, I missed recording this one!) Another Pride and Prejudice variation
11. Romancing Daphne, Sarah Eden (A book recommended by someone you just met). Thank you, kind librarian, for recommending this book so I could fit it in this category!
12. A Fine Gentleman, Sarah Eden (A book by an author with your name)
13. For Love and Honor, Sarah Eden (no category—finished this after Christmas so it didn’t count, but it’s sooo good!)
14. Mrs. McVinnie’s London Season, Carla Kelly (A book with an ugly cover)
15. A Season in London, by Heather B Moore, Elizabeth Johns, and Rebecca Connolly. (A book that feeds your wanderlust) I would love to visit England just to see all the Jane Austen sites and the museums that feature Regency time period.
16. An Arrangement of Sorts, Rebecca Connolly (A book you can finish in a day) I read this one because of her short novella in the previous one. She does a good job with Regencies.
17. The Darkest Summer, Rebecca Greenwood (A book with music in it, very little music, but I had to put it somewhere!) So this was a new release I was excited to read, but the poor editing drove me nuts! It wasn’t self-published, either. The author has incorrectly used commas in almost EVERY sentence. It was supposed to be a retelling of the story of Persephone. Other than that, the plot is driven by “how many things can go wrong on a two-day carriage ride.” A good attempt by a first-time author.
18. The Fall of Lord Drayson, by Rachael Anderson (A book you own but have never read). So I got dozens of books this year free, or for .99, via Bookbub. I have many more books I haven’t yet read. This just happened to fit this category.
19. Fairchild, by Jaima Fixsen, (a book set in Europe)
20. The Silent Governess, by Julie Klassen (no category) Julie Klassen is one of my favorite authors. She writes Christian historical/Regency romance. I’ve read about six of her books, most by checking them out from the library through the Overdrive reading app. They are long, deep, and well-researched books. I always learn something from the epigraphs at each chapter heading, too.
10. The Abominable Mr. Darcy, by J. Dawn King (no category, I missed recording this one!) Another Pride and Prejudice variation
11. Romancing Daphne, Sarah Eden (A book recommended by someone you just met). Thank you, kind librarian, for recommending this book so I could fit it in this category!
12. A Fine Gentleman, Sarah Eden (A book by an author with your name)
13. For Love and Honor, Sarah Eden (no category—finished this after Christmas so it didn’t count, but it’s sooo good!)
14. Mrs. McVinnie’s London Season, Carla Kelly (A book with an ugly cover)
15. A Season in London, by Heather B Moore, Elizabeth Johns, and Rebecca Connolly. (A book that feeds your wanderlust) I would love to visit England just to see all the Jane Austen sites and the museums that feature Regency time period.
16. An Arrangement of Sorts, Rebecca Connolly (A book you can finish in a day) I read this one because of her short novella in the previous one. She does a good job with Regencies.
17. The Darkest Summer, Rebecca Greenwood (A book with music in it, very little music, but I had to put it somewhere!) So this was a new release I was excited to read, but the poor editing drove me nuts! It wasn’t self-published, either. The author has incorrectly used commas in almost EVERY sentence. It was supposed to be a retelling of the story of Persephone. Other than that, the plot is driven by “how many things can go wrong on a two-day carriage ride.” A good attempt by a first-time author.
18. The Fall of Lord Drayson, by Rachael Anderson (A book you own but have never read). So I got dozens of books this year free, or for .99, via Bookbub. I have many more books I haven’t yet read. This just happened to fit this category.
19. Fairchild, by Jaima Fixsen, (a book set in Europe)
20. The Silent Governess, by Julie Klassen (no category) Julie Klassen is one of my favorite authors. She writes Christian historical/Regency romance. I’ve read about six of her books, most by checking them out from the library through the Overdrive reading app. They are long, deep, and well-researched books. I always learn something from the epigraphs at each chapter heading, too.
Historical Fiction:
21. The Lady of the Lakes, by Josi Kilpack
(A book published this year)
22. The Uninvited, by Cat Winters. (A ghost
story) This story has a twist to it! I didn’t even guess…
23. My Lady Jane, by Cynthia Hand, Jodi
Meadows, Brodi Ashton (A book with magic in it). I’ve read Cynthia Hand’s angel
YA books a few years ago. I have Brodi Ashton’s Everneath (still need to finish
it). And this book was a favorite recommended by my friends, the Sher family.
So it came highly recommended and I just need to make time to finish it. I
loved it! The humor is great and the magical twist on English history is
wonderful.
24. Dead, Mr. Mozart, by Bernard Bastable (a
cozy mystery). This story tells of an alternate history for Mozart, who is a
struggling composer in England, tasked with solving a murder before his new
opera celebrating the coronation of Prinny can debut. It’s set just after the
Regency period so I liked the familiar setting and the mystery is pretty tame
but intriguing.
25. The World Within: A Novel of Emily Bronte,
by Jane Eagland (A book with a natural disaster in it). I enjoyed this YA
fictionalized account of Emily Bronte’s childhood. The story was true to most
of the details of her upbringing, and I understand better how odd those Bronte
sisters were. (There is a minor natural disaster in the story—an
earthquake/landslide, but Reverend Bronte thought it foretold the end of the
world.)
26. Shores of Bountiful by Loralee Evans (A
book with death in it). I don’t typically read Book of Mormon fiction, but this
story was very compelling and the author does a great job conveying emotion in
her story.
Book Club reads:
27. Hotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet,
by Jamie Ford (An author’s debut novel). I’ve read this book before, several
years ago, but enjoyed it so much I was excited to read it again with our book
club.
28. The Rosie Effect, by Graeme Simsion (A
humorous or satirical book). The first chapter of this book was the funniest.
Coming from someone who has an austistic/Aspie child, I found his “lecture” to
the Asperger’s group hilarious. The rest of the book was basically how a guy
who runs his life via routine can adapt when love compels him too (though the
swearing and loose morals were not pleasant to read).
29. The Optimist’s Daughter, by Eudora Welty
(A book with an unreliable narrator). Good writing, interesting people, but
certainly an odd narrator.
30. The Boys in the Boat, by Daniel James
Brown (YA edition) (A book set in New England). Okay, so most of the book is in
Washington, but the races to qualify for the Olympics are in New England. I was
running out of categories… I thoroughly enjoyed the book, and even though it
was the shorter YA version I learned a lot and have great respect for the
athletes who row competitively.
31. A Man Called Ove, by Fredrik Backman (A
book translated from another language). This is one of the rare books in which
I laugh and cry in the SAME paragraph! My heart just really went out to this
grumpy man who finally let others into his life.
32. Maisie Dobbs, by Jacqueline Winspear (A
book by a British author). Loved this book and plan to read more in the series.
33. The Natural Laws of Good Luck, by Ellen
Graf (a book of essays). Well, they are sort of essays… close enough. A memoir
of a Chinese/American marriage and interesting look at class of cultures.
34. An Unfinished Life, Mark Spragg (A book
you would never read). So without the book club selecting this from the few
available at the library at the time, I would not have read it. Language,
violence, yucky stuff. Yet a look at how a plucky girl manages in a world where
the adults are loving but dysfunctional.
35. *Founding Mothers, by Cokie Roberts (A
history book). I didn’t finish this book because time ran out and I didn’t make
it to the book club discussion, and the book had to go back to the library. So
I can’t technically count it, but the half I read was informational and readable
for nonfiction.
36. *The
Girls of Atomic City by Denise Kiernan. Another book I only half read
so I couldn’t count it.
37. The Kite Runner, by Khaled Hosseini (A
book about a culture you’re unfamiliar with). I would have to rank this as the
best book I read last year. The story of the clash of cultures, both within
Afghanistan and in the U.S., was eye opening. And “For you, a thousand times.”
Ah, good tears.
Serious books:
38. Learning Theories (Schunk, 2016). (A
book with a government agency in it). Yeah, it was my textbook, and I’ve cited
in in APA style…
39. Wolf Willow, by Wallace Stegner
(published before I was born). Such a great writer. Glad I could take part in
the IHC Summer Institute and study Stegner’s writings.
40. Angle of Repose, by Wallace Stegner (A
book that intimidates you). I’ve read it before, so it was not necessarily the
book that was intimidating but the fact that I had to meet with 30 other
teachers and discuss our thoughts with professors. Stegner’s writings were some
of the most impactful for me last year.
41. *The Making of Jane Austen (a book from
a library display). I didn’t finish it. It’s on my “try again later” list.
42. The Smartest Kids in the World (and how
they got that way) by Amanda Ripley (A nonfiction book). Read it for Learning
Theories 6602. Great analysis of how our educational system lacks rigor.
43. Beyond Blue (a color in the title).
Great view of how depression feels and helped me understand my husband and
children.
44. The Book of Mormon. Finished it Dec. 30!
(I put this in the “book made into a movie” category, though it was too late to
count it.)
45. Tuesdays with Morrie, by Mitch Albom
(book with a day in the title). Another book I’d put at the top of my list for
impactful thoughts, moving writing, and lessons that stay with the reader long
afterward.
46. *The Sea, The Sea, by Iris Murdoch (Man
Booker award winner). The prose is beautiful but the book was so slow moving, I
never finished it.
Young Adult novels:
47. Steelheart, Brandon Sanderson (a famous
author’s lesser known work). Great YA adventure, and I’ll be reading more
Brandon Sanderson. His writing measures up to the renown.
48. Two Roads, Chris Crowe (an addicted
character).
49. Heartstone, by Elle Katherine White (bottom
shelf of the library). A Pride and Prejudice variation with dragons? Yes, yes!
I would not have discovered it had I not been scouring bottom shelves of the
library.
50. Book of a Thousand Days, by Shannon Hale
(a YA book).
51. The Bear and the Nightingale, by
Katherine Arden. Started this one in October but didn’t finish until after
Christmas. A Russian fable retelling; will be reading the next book once it
comes out.
“Fluff” books:
52. Second Chance Ranch, by Liz Isaacson
(author never read before)
53. How to get over your Ex in 90 days, by
Jennifer Peel (relation in the title)
54. Pride and Politics, by Brittany Larsen
(book with a US president)
55. Finding Love in Sun Valley, by Angela
Ruth Strong (book with a wedding in it).
So that’s 51
books completely finished, though not by the Dec. 21 deadline, and several more
given a good attempt. Now I’m moving on to my giant TBR pile and going forward
with 2018’s challenge.
Thursday, July 20, 2017
Wallace Stegner and the Consciousness of Place Institute
The Idaho Humanities Council's Summer Institute of 2017
Reflections on Wolf Willow
In Wolf Willow, Wallace Stegner describes the return to his home on the Saskatchewan prairie. Walking into the town he calls Whitemud, he says his visit is to "test memory against adult observation" (6) and revisit the place that imprinted character upon him as a child. "And so it is with mixed feelings of intimacy and strangeness" (12) that Stegner approaches his old swimming hole in the Frenchman river, sniffing out reminiscences and searching for the quintessential force that cemented his memory. "It is the smells that seem to have stayed with me ... the tantalizing and ambiguous and wholly native smell ... called wolf willow" (16-18). Identifying the smell that brings him home, "the present and all the years between are shed like a boy's clothes dumped on the bath-house bench" (19). He remembers; he feels old sensations; he has "recovered" himself. He concludes, "If I am native to anything, I am native to this" (20).
In reading Wolf Willow, I came across passages that "recovered" myself, that reclaimed my childhood and reinforced my native heritage. This connection, forged through words and melded by common memory, has changed me this week. I became conscious not only of who I am, but where I am in the world.
My first instance of connection occurred in chapter two, as Stegner describes how a few bars of a Sunday school hymn can instantly turn him into a child on the old homestead, hearing the birds, seeing the buttercups, feeling the wind. I, too, was transported in reading this description. I was a nine-year-old girl, crossing the field between my house and my grandmother's, following the worn path of silk-dirt through the alfalfa. My uninhibited voice sang "There is Sunshine In My Soul Today," lines memorized from church, and as I walked I celebrated the day that was new and clean and the work contained therein. I could see Mount Timpanogas, the jagged skyward edge so dear and familiar. I could see the sheds, the old truck, the tree that grew at the halfway point down the lane.
This is what the view looked like:
Reflections on Wolf Willow
In Wolf Willow, Wallace Stegner describes the return to his home on the Saskatchewan prairie. Walking into the town he calls Whitemud, he says his visit is to "test memory against adult observation" (6) and revisit the place that imprinted character upon him as a child. "And so it is with mixed feelings of intimacy and strangeness" (12) that Stegner approaches his old swimming hole in the Frenchman river, sniffing out reminiscences and searching for the quintessential force that cemented his memory. "It is the smells that seem to have stayed with me ... the tantalizing and ambiguous and wholly native smell ... called wolf willow" (16-18). Identifying the smell that brings him home, "the present and all the years between are shed like a boy's clothes dumped on the bath-house bench" (19). He remembers; he feels old sensations; he has "recovered" himself. He concludes, "If I am native to anything, I am native to this" (20).
In reading Wolf Willow, I came across passages that "recovered" myself, that reclaimed my childhood and reinforced my native heritage. This connection, forged through words and melded by common memory, has changed me this week. I became conscious not only of who I am, but where I am in the world.
My first instance of connection occurred in chapter two, as Stegner describes how a few bars of a Sunday school hymn can instantly turn him into a child on the old homestead, hearing the birds, seeing the buttercups, feeling the wind. I, too, was transported in reading this description. I was a nine-year-old girl, crossing the field between my house and my grandmother's, following the worn path of silk-dirt through the alfalfa. My uninhibited voice sang "There is Sunshine In My Soul Today," lines memorized from church, and as I walked I celebrated the day that was new and clean and the work contained therein. I could see Mount Timpanogas, the jagged skyward edge so dear and familiar. I could see the sheds, the old truck, the tree that grew at the halfway point down the lane.
This is what the view looked like:
Painting of Elm Crest Farm by Sarah Droegemueller, oil pastels on canvas |
This painting was created
over two years ago, but it is the image that leaps to mind when I think of our
farm. It hangs above my writing desk at home, on my "wall of
inspiration." Almost everything else on the wall is some piece of Jane
Austen memorabilia (because I have been writing Regency-era fiction the past
three years), but this piece, this piece of home, touches me more deeply than
any imagined romantic notion from my novels. Perhaps I should clue in to this
emotion and write of subjects closer to home as well.
In any case, the passages
from Wolf Willow recalled my home and infused me with a
longing for places dear and familiar. One of these places is the
"trail," the path that leads from my home to Grandma's and then to
the barn. The trail is hard-packed dirt in spring, softest powdery dust in the
summer, burning with heat, and pounded-slick ice in the winter. It is a
connection, lines drawn to signify familial and territorial joinings.
Stegner writes of the path
at his homestead, "the trail was a thing we had exclusively created and
... it led to a place we had exclusively built." He calls it a "worn
border to our inheritance," and "an intimate act, an act like
love," (272-73) to mark the earth with his identity. I felt the same way
of "my" path, my trail through the alfalfa field.
Stegner left that family
homestead after five years of drought, failed crops, withered dreams. He
questions why his mother brought them there in the first place, and replies
with "she and hers had been victimized by the folklore of hope"
(281). Why did anyone attempt it? Stegner writes, "the pioneers
unquestionably passed on to their children, including me, some of their faith
in the future." Then he denotes, "hope, it turns out, is heritable"
(255).
Hope. In my painting, the
unseen ingredient shimmering with nostalgia and history is hope. My
great-great-grandfather, Martin Albert Clinger, wrote in his autobiography that
the most important things in life, the things that gave him the most hope, were
faith, family, and the farm.
The triumvirate:
- Faith: Faith in Jesus Christ and
his gospel. Faith in the future. Faith in the land.
- Family: My father's work ethic. My
mother's nurturing. My five sisters and two brothers and their support
through mutual suffering and joy. Learning through work and fun together.
- Farm: A connection with wildness,
nature, wilderness. Knowing the value of water, whether rain or a ditch or
a canal. Watching a seed that sprouts and grows to bear fruit.
This is just a glimpse of the
connections I made in reading and learning of Wolf Willow. I had more ideas
come, helping me understand my complex relationship with the land, after
reading "The Wilderness Letter," and Cronon's "The Trouble with
Wilderness; or, Getting Back to the Wrong Nature."
At the core, however, my "geography of hope" is bounded by the Wasatch Range on the east and Utah Lake on the west.
At the core, however, my "geography of hope" is bounded by the Wasatch Range on the east and Utah Lake on the west.
I know who I am, because I know where
I'm from.
Tuesday, May 31, 2016
The Objective Correlative in Sense and Sensibility
At the LDStorymaker's conference I attended earlier this month, I learned about the objective correlative. This term was coined by T.S. Eliot who "used this phrase to describe 'a set of objects, a situation, a chain of events which shall be the formula of that particular emotion' that the poet feels and hopes to evoke in the reader (“Hamlet,” 1919)" (Poetryfoundation.org).
But what is an objective correlative? It is, in simple terms, the idea of conveying an emotion by attaching it to an object. Julie Daines was the workshop presenter who shared some great insights into this topic in her workshop "How to Show: Say Goodbye to Clenched Fists and Pounding Hearts" on Saturday afternoon. She revealed some great objective correlatives that past authors have used, such as Tolkien's ring in Lord of the Rings, or the books in The Book Thief. As I studied this idea, I realized I had seen a succinct example of an objective correlative, but had never known what to call it, in the Sense and Sensibility movie by Ang Lee, screenplay by Emma Thompson.
For those poor non-Jane Austen addicts who are not intimately familiar with the book or movie, I will summarize: Sisters Elinor and Marianne are thrown into poverty at the death of their father. They each have a love interest. Elinor is becoming attached to Edward, the brother of her sister-in-law, and Marianne has attracted the attention of two suitors, first Colonel Brandon, an older but steady sort, then Willoughby, a handsome rogue. There is a long portion of the movie where the female leads are separated from their love interests and must work toward being reunited.
During these times of separation, the viewer is reminded of the missing hero by physical items--the objective correlative. The first object is the white handkerchief with E.C.F. embroidered on it. In a moment of grief, Edward offered Elinor this handkerchief to dry her tears. Elinor comes to treasure it after she's forced to part from Edward, and in another scene is sitting near a window, running her fingers over the initials. There's no need to outwardly state "Elinor is feeling sad here and missing Edward, longing for his affection." No, the audience views Elinor’s lingering attachment to his memory in the subtle reappearance of the handkerchief. Even when the memento he promised to personally deliver, the atlas, is sent by mail to younger sister Miss Margaret instead of in person, Elinor longs for his return and pines in his absence. There may be no formal promise or attachment, but the connection is vividly portrayed through the treasure of the handkerchief.
How utterly alarming, then, when Lucy Steele presses her confidential information of a secret five-year engagement with Edward Ferrars. Elinor understandably mutters, “We can’t mean the same Mr. Ferrars,” but then Lucy pulls out of her reticule an identical handkerchief embroidered with E.C.F.
The reappearance of the objective correlative, now in a situation of betrayal, shows how Elinor feels, rather than tells. Elinor then spends several weeks in Lucy’s company with “the very person whose prior claims ruined all my hopes… knowing myself to be divided from Edward forever.” Austenesque writer Regina Jeffers describes it as "a metonymic device to establish Elinor’s emotional turmoil" (https://reginajeffers.wordpress.com/2012/06/21/sense-and-sensibility-1995-part-2-of-movie-discussion-rewriting-jane-austens-heroes/). First as a reminder of care and concern, then as a reminder of futile love, Elinor's handkerchief lends emotional pull to these scenes.
Marianne’s final relationship is foreshadowed by the objects given and taken from her. While Brandon is getting to know his new neighbors, he attentively hands Marianne a lawn bowling ball. When cutting reeds, he hands her a knife. After her fall, he brings her “hothouse” flowers. Willoughby also brings flowers and gives her his pocket Shakespeare. He takes a cutting of her hair as a memento. This scene is filmed from the perspective of someone looking in from another room, not hearing any dialogue, but seeing the affection of the couple and watching the clipped section of hair being pressed to his lips and wrapped up to keep for later.
Not long afterward, he departs with no explanation and Marianne is sobbing. Marianne writes him letters which are never returned or replied to. In the end, Marianne runs into him in London but the reunion is only embarrassing for them both. Willoughby finally replies to her letters by returning all the mementos, including the little lock of hair. The viewer only needs to see the hair folded into the letter to know that heartbreak and betrayal are contained therein. Brandon, however, has not rescinded his affections and has left all his mementos with Marianne. Upon return to Barton Cottage, he additionally gives a book, a much-desired pianoforte, and some music. It is with no surprise that her true, permanent feelings attach to Colonel Brandon and his kindness.
Can an object convey emotion? Yes, if the appearance of the object is set off in a way that the reader/viewer clearly understands the emotion of the scene. When that object returns or is re-presented, the audience feels the return of that emotion. And, as in Sense and Sensibility, when that object appears in a reversed emotional context, the audience feels an opposite emotion. This is what I love about the subtlety of an objective correlative--you can give your reader "mood swings" just by showing an object again. This is something I look forward to using adeptly in my future writing.
But what is an objective correlative? It is, in simple terms, the idea of conveying an emotion by attaching it to an object. Julie Daines was the workshop presenter who shared some great insights into this topic in her workshop "How to Show: Say Goodbye to Clenched Fists and Pounding Hearts" on Saturday afternoon. She revealed some great objective correlatives that past authors have used, such as Tolkien's ring in Lord of the Rings, or the books in The Book Thief. As I studied this idea, I realized I had seen a succinct example of an objective correlative, but had never known what to call it, in the Sense and Sensibility movie by Ang Lee, screenplay by Emma Thompson.
For those poor non-Jane Austen addicts who are not intimately familiar with the book or movie, I will summarize: Sisters Elinor and Marianne are thrown into poverty at the death of their father. They each have a love interest. Elinor is becoming attached to Edward, the brother of her sister-in-law, and Marianne has attracted the attention of two suitors, first Colonel Brandon, an older but steady sort, then Willoughby, a handsome rogue. There is a long portion of the movie where the female leads are separated from their love interests and must work toward being reunited.
During these times of separation, the viewer is reminded of the missing hero by physical items--the objective correlative. The first object is the white handkerchief with E.C.F. embroidered on it. In a moment of grief, Edward offered Elinor this handkerchief to dry her tears. Elinor comes to treasure it after she's forced to part from Edward, and in another scene is sitting near a window, running her fingers over the initials. There's no need to outwardly state "Elinor is feeling sad here and missing Edward, longing for his affection." No, the audience views Elinor’s lingering attachment to his memory in the subtle reappearance of the handkerchief. Even when the memento he promised to personally deliver, the atlas, is sent by mail to younger sister Miss Margaret instead of in person, Elinor longs for his return and pines in his absence. There may be no formal promise or attachment, but the connection is vividly portrayed through the treasure of the handkerchief.
How utterly alarming, then, when Lucy Steele presses her confidential information of a secret five-year engagement with Edward Ferrars. Elinor understandably mutters, “We can’t mean the same Mr. Ferrars,” but then Lucy pulls out of her reticule an identical handkerchief embroidered with E.C.F.
The reappearance of the objective correlative, now in a situation of betrayal, shows how Elinor feels, rather than tells. Elinor then spends several weeks in Lucy’s company with “the very person whose prior claims ruined all my hopes… knowing myself to be divided from Edward forever.” Austenesque writer Regina Jeffers describes it as "a metonymic device to establish Elinor’s emotional turmoil" (https://reginajeffers.wordpress.com/2012/06/21/sense-and-sensibility-1995-part-2-of-movie-discussion-rewriting-jane-austens-heroes/). First as a reminder of care and concern, then as a reminder of futile love, Elinor's handkerchief lends emotional pull to these scenes.
Marianne’s final relationship is foreshadowed by the objects given and taken from her. While Brandon is getting to know his new neighbors, he attentively hands Marianne a lawn bowling ball. When cutting reeds, he hands her a knife. After her fall, he brings her “hothouse” flowers. Willoughby also brings flowers and gives her his pocket Shakespeare. He takes a cutting of her hair as a memento. This scene is filmed from the perspective of someone looking in from another room, not hearing any dialogue, but seeing the affection of the couple and watching the clipped section of hair being pressed to his lips and wrapped up to keep for later.
Not long afterward, he departs with no explanation and Marianne is sobbing. Marianne writes him letters which are never returned or replied to. In the end, Marianne runs into him in London but the reunion is only embarrassing for them both. Willoughby finally replies to her letters by returning all the mementos, including the little lock of hair. The viewer only needs to see the hair folded into the letter to know that heartbreak and betrayal are contained therein. Brandon, however, has not rescinded his affections and has left all his mementos with Marianne. Upon return to Barton Cottage, he additionally gives a book, a much-desired pianoforte, and some music. It is with no surprise that her true, permanent feelings attach to Colonel Brandon and his kindness.
Can an object convey emotion? Yes, if the appearance of the object is set off in a way that the reader/viewer clearly understands the emotion of the scene. When that object returns or is re-presented, the audience feels the return of that emotion. And, as in Sense and Sensibility, when that object appears in a reversed emotional context, the audience feels an opposite emotion. This is what I love about the subtlety of an objective correlative--you can give your reader "mood swings" just by showing an object again. This is something I look forward to using adeptly in my future writing.
Saturday, July 25, 2015
Raspberry Picking
A piece of loose poetry...
My summer was a raspberry patch,
Watered green by the cool, spring rains--
Leaves full bright by June.
And suddenly it was here--the first berry,
Plump and red, filled with sun.
I picked it and eagerly swallowed,
its sweetness bursting on my tongue.
That first day was freedom, followed by
sleeping on the trampoline in the cool evening breeze.
The summer days came rapidly, like four berries on a branch.
So full you hardly know they've fallen in your bowl until
the bare branch snaps back.
Time to go to the next.
Then one especially plump berry fell--
Rolled off the leaves, lost in the tall grass.
I mourned it, although I knew fifty more hung
ready to pick.
That day we missed, we know not what,
But wish we had it back, all the same.
The moon winked from the cool sky as I gathered berries at dusk.
I could hardly see the color of black-red from green.
I picked nonetheless.
I wanted all I could before the end of the season.
It was quiet and hushed when the last berry fell.
All the heat, water, cloud and sun--
in my bowl at the last harvest.
There were raspberries missed,
Shriveled and dry, their sweetness longed for
But only a hope remained
For another season.
--Sarah Droegemueller
If you ever feel like summer is going by too quickly, then you will relate to this poem. I thought of the connection as I picked, then dropped, a delicious looking raspberry. I thought, it's like a summer day that you really want to last, to enjoy to its fullest, and then it's gone.
My summer was a raspberry patch,
Watered green by the cool, spring rains--
Leaves full bright by June.
And suddenly it was here--the first berry,
Plump and red, filled with sun.
I picked it and eagerly swallowed,
its sweetness bursting on my tongue.
That first day was freedom, followed by
sleeping on the trampoline in the cool evening breeze.
The summer days came rapidly, like four berries on a branch.
So full you hardly know they've fallen in your bowl until
the bare branch snaps back.
Time to go to the next.
Then one especially plump berry fell--
Rolled off the leaves, lost in the tall grass.
I mourned it, although I knew fifty more hung
ready to pick.
That day we missed, we know not what,
But wish we had it back, all the same.
The moon winked from the cool sky as I gathered berries at dusk.
I could hardly see the color of black-red from green.
I picked nonetheless.
I wanted all I could before the end of the season.
It was quiet and hushed when the last berry fell.
All the heat, water, cloud and sun--
in my bowl at the last harvest.
There were raspberries missed,
Shriveled and dry, their sweetness longed for
But only a hope remained
For another season.
--Sarah Droegemueller
If you ever feel like summer is going by too quickly, then you will relate to this poem. I thought of the connection as I picked, then dropped, a delicious looking raspberry. I thought, it's like a summer day that you really want to last, to enjoy to its fullest, and then it's gone.
Thursday, June 18, 2015
A Poem for my Daughter
By Sarah Droegemueller, copyright 2015
You are a princess, of infinite worth.
You are a princess, God sent you to earth,
To work and to learn, to struggle, to cry,
To want to give up, but then always to try!
You are my princess, beautiful, divine!
You are special, unique, and luckily, mine!
Today as you smile and you give it your best,
Remember your worth, and you'll have success!
This is a poem I wrote for my beautiful daughter when she was having a discouraging week at school. I want her (and every young girl) to know just how special they are in their families and to their communities. As the picture shows, she came through her struggle okay and made the honor roll! She's amazing and I love her dearly!
By Sarah Droegemueller, copyright 2015
You are a princess, of infinite worth.
You are a princess, God sent you to earth,
To work and to learn, to struggle, to cry,
To want to give up, but then always to try!
You are my princess, beautiful, divine!
You are special, unique, and luckily, mine!
Today as you smile and you give it your best,
Remember your worth, and you'll have success!
This is a poem I wrote for my beautiful daughter when she was having a discouraging week at school. I want her (and every young girl) to know just how special they are in their families and to their communities. As the picture shows, she came through her struggle okay and made the honor roll! She's amazing and I love her dearly!
Sunday, January 12, 2014
Austenesque Book Reviews from 2013
Austenesque
Book Reviews
I admit
it—I am an avid Austen fan. I read her books, watch the movie adaptations, follow
some Austen bloggers, and even dream of going to the Jane Austen Society of
North America Annual General Meeting someday. (Oh, and did I mention I wrote a
Jane Austen-inspired novel? Yeah, I did—it’s called Persuasion. Imagine that.)
Thus,
much of my 2013 reading list is made up of Austen-inspired spin-offs and
Regency-era romances. I will give a brief review of each, in case there are
other readers out there who’d like to know what good reads are ahead. The
starred reviews are the best of the year, in my opinion.
I went
to a book signing for a wonderful YA author, Cynthia Hand, and in talking with
her she recommended this book. I went home and downloaded it to my Nook, and I’m
so glad I did! (By the way, read her series, Unearthly—great YA books about angels and set in East Idaho and
Jackson Hole. Cool!)
This is
another version of Persuasion, but
set in a dystopian future England. Seeing as Persuasion is my favorite Austen book, how could I not like it? But
this one really had some intriguing concepts that drew me in.
First,
the whole setting of a future England that has rejected modern technology and
genetic tampering was well thought out. I struggled at the beginning, trying to
make sense of her terminology, but as I read on more background was explained
and I was sympathetic to the plight of Elliot, the strong, determined heroine.
Then her
childhood sweetheart, Kai, returns—with a group of technology-loving sailors.
Kai, of course, rejects Elliot now in favor of another girl, and Elliot is
forced to watch what seems to be a growing attraction between them. Yet she
knows Kai a little too well—and knows that something is not quite right in
these returning heroes.
I really
enjoyed Peterfreund’s writing style. It was not overly heavy yet not sappy or
weak, either. I thought the story was a beautiful retelling, with just enough
twists to make it a new story, too. I especially liked the subplot with Ro, a “reduced
servant” (someone whom the genetic crisis left in a lower intellectual state).
She and Kai had befriended her in their youth, and now she is in need of their
protection—and is instrumental in bringing them back together.
I would
have to say this is my top Austenesque book that I read last year. I hope you’ll
give it a try!
I was introduced
to Jenni James when I read her first teen Austen book, Pride and Popularity. Then I actually met Jenni James (and talked
to her several times—what an awesome lady!) at Salt Lake Comic Con in
September. I’ve also read a few of her Faerie Tale collection. I went home and
started following her on Wattpad.com and was eagerly reading each chapter of
Mansfield Ranch as she posted it.
What I
like about Jenni James is that she takes the essence of an Austen story, but
not only brings it into a modern world, but teenager-izes it, too. I’m all for
making Austen’s stories appealing to today’s young audiences, in hopes that
they’ll go read the originals as well.
In
Mansfield Ranch, the sweet and spunky Lilly Price is struggling with her foster
family and her relationship with them. She loves her horse and her older “brother,”
Sean. But when she realizes what she feels for Sean is more romantic—and he
feels that way, too—it’s just awkward. More awkward is when some rich, stuck up
guy, Harrison, moves next door and torments Lilly, seeing as she’s the only
girl who seems immune to his charms. Sean is dating Harrison’s sister… Lilly’s
foster sister is dating Harrison… it’s a messy, messy triangle. When Lilly is
with Sean, you can really feel the tension, sense the romantic undercurrent.
She writes some good kissing scenes!
I admit,
I wondered where Jenni James was taking this story. How would she resolve it
happily? (In Jane Austen’s time, marrying your cousin was quite okay for Fanny
Price… in our day, marrying your foster brother still might be too weird.) But
when Lilly is asked to come back and live with her biological Grandma, the
distance between the two makes the relationship feel more… normal. And Harrison
turns out to be a jerk. Good riddance!
There
were some parts of Austen’s original that I missed, but all in all, it’s a good
Mansfield Park alternative that is a
quick and romantic read.
A Darcy Christmas—Amanda Grange, Carolyn
Eberhardt, Sharon Lathan
I read
this because I could download it for free. It contains three short pieces of
fiction, all about Austen’s original characters in a Christmas setting. The
first two were great—quick, fun, full of Darcy and Lizzie and “what if”
Christmas scenarios—one was a Christmas Carol with Darcy as Scrooge! The third
portion, however, I quit reading. Sharon Lathan gets way too involved with
bedroom scenes. So if you want a fun Austen Christmas book, I can recommend
two-thirds of this one. J
With a
name like Anna Elliot, how can you NOT be an Austenesque writer? I enjoyed this
book a great deal. It was written with language and mannerisms that are true to
Austen’s originals. It depicts Georgiana Darcy just coming of age, being
trailed by suitors—but her heart was taken years ago, by none other than her
cousin and co-guardian, Colonel Fitzwilliam. True, there’s about 15 years of
age difference, but she’s been praying for his safety while he’s away fighting
old Nappy, and he’s been dreaming of her while on the battlefield. It’s a sweet
romance and it ends beautifully—and there’s a sequel I haven’t got around to,
yet.
This
falls under the Regency romance heading, so it’s not technically Austen fan
fiction—but it’s set in the same era and has the same societal structure that I
love reading about.
I read
this in a day and a half, so it’s a quick read. It was lent to me by a friend,
and I can’t remember the main characters’ names… sorry! But in a nutshell: A young
woman, berated and much abused by a greedy uncle, is accosted and kissed by a
kind, rich stranger. Well, kissing in those days means marriage, so the greedy
uncle forces the marriage to occur. Now the rich, young man has a wife and
while debating whether to get it annulled, well, she’s so charming and
perfectly suited to him, they fall in love.
The one
thing I disliked about this book is that the main characters are so obviously
falling for each other, but will either of them say something? Will they even just
hint at, “I might be falling for you?” No. But there are a few tender
conversations and even more tender embraces that should make them stop and say,
hey, I think he/she loves me. But then some ill-phrased comment or misconstrued
glance separates them for weeks.
Aside
from the frustration of dragging out the will-he-won’t-he tension behind the annulment
decision, this was a romance I just devoured. I went on to read two more of her
Regency books, Seeking Persephone and
An Unlikely Match. I read them both
in two days. This author really likes throwing her main characters into
impossible love matches, so it’s all very frustrating romantic tension. But for
a quick, romantic read, go ahead and indulge.
I got
this book for Christmas, and I read it in the couple of days following the
holiday. Then I read her next book, Blackmoore.
These are books I’ve been wanting to read ever since I’d seen them adverstised,
so I anxiously devoured them (as I do most books).
Anyway,
Edenbrooke did not disappoint. My very, very favorite part is when the heroine,
Marianne, is sitting in an inn, having just carried her shot-up, bleeding
carriage driver away from the scene of a highway robbery, and she’s being
bothered by a not-so-gentlemanly gentleman. So she pretends to be a dairymaid,
and sings this song: “Big cows, lumps of meat, give me milk, warm and sweet!” I
laughed so hard at that! Because I know that cows are rather frustrating “lumps
of meat” and that little ditty is just genius.
Overall,
this story had some hilarious moments, some romantic tension, and a lot of a
beautiful manor and a gorgeous gentleman. Plus some really odd but page-turning
twists. I think it’s an excellent Regency story, especially since this is her
first novel.
Having
said that about Edenbrooke, I must
say this: Blackmoore is three times
better. The book has beautiful allegories woven throughout it, comparing our
loving lady to a bird trapped in a cage. The birds and birdsongs of England are
described throughout the book. The setting of a windy, rainy moor abutting the
sea makes a much more somber mood. And it should be—because instead of giggling
like I did during scenes in Edenbrooke,
I cried for the last third of this book. It was a heart-wrenching situation
where two people who love each other can’t declare it—their families would
throw them apart if they did. And in the end, they are apart, anyway. (Don’t
worry, it does end well.)
I felt
this was a triumphant follow up, and the author really found her strengths in
storytelling. It was a different style of story, with many flashbacks used to
unfold the reasons behind our leading lady’s refusal to accept her feelings for
her guy—or any guy, for that matter. But as the story eventually fell into
place, you could really feel how appropriate the bird-in-cage analogy was. I
loved it.
One
final review:
Wuthering Heights, Emily Bronte
Yes, I
read the original Wuthering Heights.
It’s not Austenesque but written in the same era. And it was sad. The poor,
tortured people who had to live with mean old Heathcliff and his bad temper—I feel
for them. To not ever have love turn out like it should, whether love in a
family or love between spouses, makes a truly disheartening world.
(Edit: After I first posted this, I remembered two other books I read last year.)
Midnight in Austenland-Shannon Hale -- Good, but not as good as Austenland. And the movie Austenland was great! I'm buying it when it comes out on dvd Feb. 11.
Persuasion-Rebecca H. Jamison -- It's very similar to the book I wrote myself.... and my jealousy that she got published and I didn't prevents me from saying any more.
(Edit: After I first posted this, I remembered two other books I read last year.)
Midnight in Austenland-Shannon Hale -- Good, but not as good as Austenland. And the movie Austenland was great! I'm buying it when it comes out on dvd Feb. 11.
Persuasion-Rebecca H. Jamison -- It's very similar to the book I wrote myself.... and my jealousy that she got published and I didn't prevents me from saying any more.
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