Zora Neale Hurston, American author. Deutsch: Zora Neale Hurston Español: Zora Neale Hurston (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Tina Turner belts out a great 80’s tune about love and relationships and her personal point-of-view on the whole age-old matter of that interpersonal sparking that goes on between man and woman. That tune kept running through my mind as I read Zora Neale Hurston‘s Their Eyes Were Watching God. I think Janie and Tina would have been soul sisters or at least would have gone out for a girl chat at the local Starbucks.
TEWWG is not a title I would have picked up on my own. I’m not a fan of dialect-heavy text, hence I don’t do a lot of Mark Twain either. Simply tell me the person is Irish, Swedish, Southern, or illiterate Northern and I get the idea. All the enhanced ‘taint so, hissa, and blimeys wear on my inner ear after awhile. Since Hurston’s book is on my list of AP Literature texts we will explore in class next year I have plucked away at Janie’s vernacular and have come away an enriched reader. Why? Hurston’s writing style is mesmerizing. I also came away with another plucky female protagonist to add to my list. Janie is a survivor, and an admirable individual with or without a man in her life. She’s got chutzpah. Janie is one of literature’s greatest philosopher’s concerning love:
“Love ain’t somethin’ lak uh grindstone dat’s de same thing everywhere and do de same thing tuh everything it touch. Love is lak de sea. It’s uh movin’ thing, but still and all, it takes its shape from de shore it meets, and it’s different with every shore” (20.7).
We as readers witness how Janie experiences love in three different forms: an unwilling, immature teenager who’s ignited imaginings of love are reduced to serving as a farm hand; a trophy wife whose own needs become buried as her social position rises; and finally as the woman fulfilled in a marriage of choice.
Written in 1937 (literary wagging tongues say Hurston did so in seven weeks), Hurston’s novel covers many issues reflective of the times. If we can set those aside and concentrate on Janie, I would comment on how Janie set a standard worth noting: marry for love, even if it cross grains tradition and common sense.
What does love have to do with marriage? Everything, according to Janie. Tina gave us her opinion about it in the eighties, but Janie had it hands-down in thirties. Let the love meet you on the shore of life.
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P.S. Halle Berry presents an admirable Janie in the movie version of the book. While the movie condenses the book greatly, Janie’s character is captured well by the beauteous Berry.
This week is one of celebrations: school is out for the year (Yay!); I celebrated a double-digit birthday of significance (Nice!); and the blog rolled out 3,000 hits, 70 followers, and 65 posts (Way Cool!). This calls for dark chocolate.
My MEPA (most excellent personal assistant) spoils me by providing dark chocolate when I most need it: when I’m stressed and when I’m happy. Not any dark chocolate, mind you, the best dark chocolate. Bars are now in the past, lately my favorite brand comes out in bag style with individually wrapped morsels awaiting tasting and savoring. The chocolate part is gratifying; however the best part is that each wrapper offers a profound, even witty saying–basically I’m partaking in chocolate fortune cookies. Yummmm…
Here are my favorites so far:
140th US Flag Day poster. 1777-1917. The birthday of the stars and stripes, June 14th, 1917. ‘Tis the Star Spangled Banner, oh, long may it wave, o’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!” Library of Congress description: “Poster showing a man raising the American flag, with a minuteman cheering and an eagle flying above.” (Photo credit: Wikipedia)June 14th is Flag Day. Actually everyday is Flag Day for me, because I love being an American. When our principal’s voice comes over the speaker to “please rise, take your hats off, put your hand over your heart and repeat after me,” I do so–not because it’s what I have done since kindergarten; I do so because the pledge really, really means something to me. Red Skelton captured it best:
The Duke adds his own touch:
What is Flag Day? This day commemorates the adoption of the flag of the United States, which all began June 14, 1775. Yet, it took a schoolteacher, Bernard J. Cigrand to mount up the needed patriotism that would eventually place the date on our calendars.
Not many government offices will be closed. Don’t worry–the bank and library will still be open. And don’t be disappointed if Wal-Mart won’t be running a blockbuster sale. You might see an isolate parade here and there. There should be more flags than usual outside of storefronts and houses. It’s a quiet day, one that speaks volumes of meaning, if a person takes the time to listen.
Flag Day quietly reminds us we were once a fledgling nation, a band of colonies, who fought for freedom of religion and craved independence. We came from one nation, and eventually became a nation composed of many from other nations.
To be an American means different things to different people. To me it means to feel humble, yet proud, for I acknowledge we have our problems as a people and as individuals, yet how many other countries have the opportunities America does? For being so young, we have accomplished so very much. I respect the flag and how it represents the freedom I have as an American. I also respect the lives that have fought to ensure I have that freedom.
I am saddened and even vexed when my students do not stand and recite the pledge. Instead of showing my annoyance and handing out a lecture like I often used to do, I have begun a different course. I will pump my fist in the air and proclaim: “I love being an American!” Yes, my students think I’m odd; on the other hand, I really, really do love being an American and if I am to be their role model nine months out of the year, why not show them everyday how I truly feel? Oh, yes I do love being an American.
Flag of the United States of America (Photo credit: Wikipedia)One, Two, Three What do I appreciate…BOOKS!!!
Oh yes, indeedy I love books and being nominated for the Booker Award is insanely amazing–I would apologize for my enthusiasm,yet how can I contain my happy dance about being nominated for a blogger award that is all about what this blog is all about–books and all its components, like writing, writers, reviews, all that words stuff.
So a big ol’ thanks to valerierlawson for nominating me. Here is what it looks like:

And here is what it is all about:
The award goes to blogs that are at least 50% about books–allowance for readings or writing (glad about that)
The next part is tough. To receive the award the blogger must share the top five favorite books ever read. My, my, my–that’s almost cruel. I will have to pause and give it some thought.
The other part is almost as tough since I must select 5-10 other wonderful book blogs to pass on the award. I’ll start here first:
Without a doubt Literary Tiger. I appreciate LT’s comments, insights, and humor. A definite Book Booster.
Another definite is Eagle-Eyed Editor whose wit and way with words is wonderful. I enjoy our blog chit-chats.
If we are talking bookworms (says so right on the banner), let’s mention shelovesreading. This blogger loves books, writes about books, promotes books. That’s a blogger worth a Booker Award mention.
Now back to favorite reads. These are by no means my ultimate top five reads; however, they are among the books I would pack in a trunk if being dropped off on an island ala Tom Hanks and no volleyballs were about.
1. The Bible.
3. Pride and Prejudice or maybe Emma or do I have to chose one Jane Austen?
4. Jane Eyre
5. The Oxford Dictionary.
If you want to know my reasons why, drop in and we can chat. I love talking books. I do indeed.
Here are some other book blogs to consider:
If I missed mentioning your blog and you know I should know about it I will plead finals week weariness. I am creating this post after a 12 hour day of meetings, doling out finals, and grading finals. Is there any dark chocolate in the house?
English: Meryl Streep on the 56th International Film Festival in San Sebastian (Spain). Own work by uploader User:PhotoTakeReality (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
“Ich bin ein Liebster Blogger.” I hope my German doesn’t offend anybody. My mom laughs when I haul it out and dust it off. It’s always a great feeling to feel the liebe from other bloggers. It’s my paycheck, I suppose, that is, until an agent or editor happens to come across my posts and offer me a book/movie package. Well, why not? It happened to Julie, didn’t it? I wonder if Meryl is in between movies…
So–thanks, merlinespielen for this award. I guess it’s a good thing being recognized for having a follower base under 200 (?). Being recognized is being recognized, and I always appreciate merlinspielen’s comments on my posts.
Okay, now for passing on the Blog Award baton. Other blogs under 200 followers (I think…couldn’t find the counter numbers):
makemeafrock: she combines poetry and sew(etry) in her posts, which is a marvelous combination in my book.
Pastor Jeff: I so do enjoy his thought-provoking posts.
AJJenner:a writer who shares a common project of writing about a family member’s experiences about WWII. Did I mention she’s got a fabulous banner photo of her grandfather?
poetrybytheclueless: a teenager who loves to write, and no doubt has more followers than I do, and just graduated (happy graduation!)
onelonemagpie: writing about fashion in a fresh way (p.s. Happy Birthday!)
Whew! What a week–awards, last day of instruction, Ray Bradbury passes away, graduation, birthdays–glad for the extra liebe.
Tschuss, mein freundin (Mom, quit snickering)
CricketMuse
Ray Bradbury. I discovered him back in college, maybe even in high school. I devoured his books and reread Dandelion Wine, always wondering why it hasn’t transferred to film like so many of his other stories. His stories and books are part of my teaching curriculum. His effortless way with imagery and metaphor are sterling examples I held up to my students as exemplars. I show his Ray Bradbury Theater episodes in Creative Writing, Freshmen English, Sophomore English, and plan to study his Farenheit 51 in AP Senior English. I have savored the notion Bradbury has somewhat been a co-teacher in my classroom.
Ray Bradbury was and is a favorite author, not so much for his outstanding stories, but for his youthful outlook. After showing some of his interview clips to students they appreciated his writing that much more. “He’s a pretty cool guy.” High praise from a fifteen year old.
So, this is farewell, for now, Ray. Your books and stories, dreams, and innovations and imagination will live on in your words.
Like cars, blogs require basic maintenance in order to perform at their best. There’s analogy in that statement I could pursue about oil and air pressure relating to tags and categories, but I’m not sure I can pull it off.
I think I need to add a disclaimer about this post: I am still very much a blogger newbie. It is not my intention to offend anyone. It is also not my intention to come off sounding like a know-it-all-bloggy pants (especially when my hits and follower stats aren’t at huge impressive numbers…yet). I simply felt compelled to share some observations and what better way than through the trite and true method of ABC-ing.
*I am at the virtual podium*
CM: ahem…thank you for stopping by. Some of you may be veteran bloggers of a million followers and quadrillion hits, while others of are just getting started. And some of you might be in between those extremes. Here are some basic ABCs of blogging.
A is for appreciate. Stop by other blogs and comment, click “like”, or simply browse the site. No one wants to write in a void, and everyone appreciates a bit of appreciation.
A is also for advertise. Toss out a kudo about another blogger’s post through your writing, via one of those nifty blogger awards, or even link up another post through a Zemanta click.
B is broadening your scope. You might have started your blog with only one subject in mind (the wonders of bottle cap collecting, for instance). Why not launch out and discuss how bottles came to be invented or include a craft article on bottle cap wind chimes? Broadening your blog content can attract new readers.
C can be for connecting and contributing and customizing. Connecting is all about developing relationships with other bloggers, creating a bit of cyberspace friending (sans Zuckerman, thank you). Contributing is commenting and replying to posts, adding your two-cents and maybe even a dollar’s worth to a topic. Finally let’s cut to customizing, that need to get your style thing going. As you continue posting establish a voice, tone, persona for your blog. Find your niche–are you witty, eccentric, knowledgeable, graphically inclined, inspiring? Your followers will look forward to the character you give your posts.
There are many other important components to blog maintenance. These simple ABCs are only a start.
Thank you for your time.
*slight nod of head in acknowledgement*
Happy Pages
and Happy Blogging

It is ever so wonderful to check notifications and discover the nomination of a blogger award. This one comes from AJ Jenner. She is doing what most of us writers would like to do–take a sabbatical from the workaday world and she is seriously pursuing writing. Yay and hooray to live out that goal. News update: she just won a screenwriting contest. Double hooray!
I’m a little fuzzy about the requirements of this award and so I will wing it (as usual).
First off: what have I been up to lately? Hmmm, besides grading papers until my eyes and resolve give out, I’ve managed to smush in some fun stuff:
Oh, and nap. I turned to chocolate to relieve the stress of end-of-the year teaching, and gained two pounds. Napping seems to be working better. Somewhere I read that those who nap lose weight. I still prefer chocolate though.
Another part of the award is to nominate other blogs? I don’t know how many we are supposed to nominate so I will offer up those blogs who regularly respond and drop by:
And I do so appreciate my readers, so if I left you off the list, my apologies. I really need to finish this so I can take my Sunday nap. Either that or I will succumb to popping down to the store for chocolate.
“Insurgent,” he says. “Noun. A person who acts in opposition to the established authority, who is not necessarily regarded as a belligerent.”
So says Fernando, a character who lived just long enough to insert the meaning of the book’s title. Insurgent is the second installment of Veronica Roth’s Divergent series. It weighs in at 525 pages (YA style, meaning slightly larger print). And the verdict? I like the first book better.
Second books in a series are tough. There is an expectation of sorts, especially if the first one grabbed our attention, like Divergent did mine. I think I read it in a couple of days and it too was thick. This one took me a week–admittedly, I am in the middle of grading end-of-the year papers, but if I’m really into a book I make the time to squeeze in any spare moments possible.
“What happened with this one?” I wondered to myself chapter after chapter. I didn’t feel the pull, the connection that I did in the initial book, that’s one point. Another point is that I felt like I had stepped into a play mid-progress. Roth begins the book right where it left off. Great way to keep the action going; however, it’s been about a year since I read Divergent and felt a tad lost.
Roth has this to say why she chose not to backtrack on the first story:
“I made an “artistic decision” in Insurgent not to do a lot of recapping (that device used in sequels to remind readers of what happened in the first book). Recapping is not a bad thing– it is very useful, and often necessary–but I felt that it would bog down Tris’s narrative and would sound unnatural in her voice.”
I can see her point–on the other hand, it wouldn’t hurt to at least have some kind of reference to remember names, places, former action. I call these courtesy plot pages, and they score reader thank you points with me. Roth did provide something along these lines on her blog. Be aware that it contains absolute spoilers for reading Divergent. Need a plot reminder? Click here.
Overall, Insurgent is not a bad read. It contains lots of action, plot twists, character growth, and has a cliffhanger ending which will keep me looking for the next installment. Dystopian reads are interesting to me, and I appreciate Roth’s writing style and her themes of government control, violence and pacifism. She also subtly weaves in the aspect of finding personal peace through finding faith. This is the best theme of all.
Out of curiosity, if you had to choose a faction (not born into one), what faction would it be?
Dauntless: tattoo-bearing adrenaline junkies, who tend to shoot first and ask questions later. You don’t see too many old Dauntless hanging about the compound.
Abnegation: they wear grey, because they do not want to stand out in society. They are self-less and serve the community.
Erudite: these guys are the brains, the tech-geeks. They can also be a bit on the autocratic, cold logic side of life.
Amity: sounds like the Amish because they basically are in philosophy. They are the peace-keepers and the food growers of this messed up society.
So–which one would you choose?