Date Written: June 8th, 2012
Date Posted: June 8th, 2012
Currently Listening To: A bunch of Paramore
songs… a list of 28, actually.
First things first –
I may sound just
the slightest bit loopy
today. That tends to be what happens
as a result of getting only an hour of sleep… and that mere hour of sleep may be the result of my starting finishing
of an essay that’s worth fifteen percent
of my English grade… an essay I’ve had an entire semester to write.
(IT’S NOT MY FAULT THE ESSAY WOULDN’T LET ME WRITE IT BECAUSE IT WAS
OUT TO MAKE ME FAIL IT WANTED ME TO DIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEE.)
Ahem.
Anyways, odd random outburst (expect a couple more of those in
this post) and major lack of sleep aside, this week’s been interesting.
So, to start off –
Last week, I was saying how I wanted to do a post on
something, but I had to finish something else
to do that. Well, I’m going to do thaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat NOW:
(LOOK WHAT I LEARNED. IT HAS A PICTURE WITH IT.)
I mentioned two weeks ago that I borrowed a book from the library. As
I’m sure you can infer, I borrowed A Drowned Maiden’s Hair by Laura Amy
Schlitz. I borrowed that book on a Thursday. Then, sometime between that day
and Saturday after, I decided that I would try to make a habit of going to the
library once a week – every Thursday, in fact. I would read a book in
the span of a week, then return it and get another one.
But I didn’t go last Thursday, because I didn’t finish the book. It’s
not like the book was super long. It’s not as though I couldn’t make time for
it. It wasn’t as though I didn’t like it (trust me when I say it’s not that
one. I recommended it to my English teacher).
It’s because I didn’t want it to end.
Now, I don’t know how many of you have read A Drowned Maiden’s Hair, but the basic
rundown can be found here.
I adored Maud. She
was clever for her age. She was sweet. She tried so hard to be everything Hyacinth
wanted. But at the same time, she was eleven and still somewhat naïve. Her
biggest trait, however, was this:
She desperately wanted to be loved. And it’s
understandable why, too. That’s why she tried to be an “angel child” for
Hyacinth.
But Maud Flynn was no
angel child. She made judgements. She picked favourites. She indulged in the
luxuries she was offered. She was vain. She had silly notions about adults. She
disobeyed her orders for some freedom.
Yet the entire way, I
was rooting for her.
(ESPECIALLY DURING THAT MOMENT IN THE HOTEL OHMYGOSH YES MAUD THAAAAANK
YOU.)
She made mistakes, and she learned from them. She developed
a sense of right and wrong throughout the book. She loved Hyacinth
relentlessly, yet even she knew there
was something that wasn’t quite right with her schemes.
Of course, Maud’s not the only one I adored. I could never
quite figure out how I felt about Hyacinth, who was enchanting and terrible at
the same time. I thought highly of Judith, who was so serious and knew what she
was doing wrong, but understood why they did it. I adored Victoria, who tried
to do the right thing and cared for Maud more than Hyacinth ever could.
And I loved Muffet, the deaf
and mute hired girl for the Hawthorne sisters. Anything and everything that had
to do with her had me almost jump with glee.
I have so much more I can say about the book, but if I do, then this post
will never end and I won’t get to the
point. (I wouldn’t mind, except I kind of need a nap after I finish this.)
Anyways, as you can tell, I
simply could not get enough of that
book. And while I knew Maud’s story could not go on forever, I didn’t want it
to end. (And, while I thought the ending was good, it’s not the ending I
wanted.)
And… is it really sad that I
typed out all of this to realize that I completely forgot the point I was
trying to make because I was so wrapped up in how much I adored this book?
Moving on, I guess –
So, I returned A Drowned Maiden’s Hair to the library
on Monday. That day I ran to the
library, because I the book I had put on hold had come in. Which book was that?
A certain Shatter Me by Tahereh Mafi.
I’ve heard so many glowing
reviews about this book, and I totally understand why it got them. I’m not a
super fast reader, but by the next day I was a hundred and fifty pages in, and
there were several times when I was reading and practically stopped breathing.
(And Kenji – I love Kenji. Even though I kept thinking, “That boy is just asking to get shot.”)
I only have a hundred pages left, but I actually had to put it
away on Wednesday and Thursday to work on the essay mentioned above. I knew if
I didn’t, I’d lose fifteen percent of my grade.
Anyways, on Tuesday Tahereh
Mafi revealed the new cover for the book.
(OH HEY LOOK MORE PICTURES YAAAAAAY.)
(The original cover is on the left. On the right is new cover.)
Everyone seems to adore the
new cover… but I’m not as excited
about it. I’m not saying it’s bad – in fact, I really like it. I just prefer
the original cover. Maybe it’s because I haven’t finished reading the book?
More likely it’s because I’m used to the original... And because I like the font on the other
(However, I really like the
bird that’s in the eye, since the bird is such a recurring thing.)
And lastly, I think –
I have my Mock Trial for Law
class on Tuesday, and today we just got “a break in the case,” I guess you
could call it. I’m a defence lawyer, and my “witness” recorded one of the “prosecutors”
admitting that they would lie during the trial. And then one of the prosecution’s
witnesses came forward and admitted that he believed my witness (also the
accused) was innocent.
So, Tuesday’s going to be
interesting. Just thought I’d share.
So… voila!
Hopefully that wasn’t too
painful to get through… even though it’s longer than my introduction post I
wrote back when I first got a blog.
Anyways, how was everyone
else’s week? Any weekend plans?
-
May :)
