First off, I was like 'Whoa, when did this happen?' and Second, I was like 'All right. What improvements can I make?'
For one, I'm making an even BIGGER effort than ever to read and complete each monthly selection. I managed to keep up when I had read Frog Music by Emma Donoghue and now I am working on the selection due for that day.
The Here And Now by Ann Brashares is about a girl named Prenna and her friends and family who are living here in the 21st Century but they're originally from ... some thousand years in the future. In HER time, Earth has been devastated by a disease caused by mosquitoes and through the miracle of time travel, they have traveled back to our time and try to avoid suspicion from the Time Natives, otherwise known as people who shouldn't suspect them in our time period.
Basically, they have a list of 12 rules they have to follow to avoid detection and of course one of them is ... not to ever fall in love with a Time Native. Which she does.
So far, I find the book a bit tedious and dull. Prenna does everything that she can possibly do that would GET HER CAUGHT breaking the rules, yet she stupidly looks around like 'What? How on earth did that happen?' It makes me scream at the book 'Well of COURSE your best friend was taken away. You were telling her things where you KNEW the leaders of your little community can OVERHEAR YOU, YOU MORON!'
Needless to say, I think the book could have been a THOUSAND times better if Ann Brashares had actually taken the TIME to write the book properly. At least develop the plot a little more.
On my 1 to 5 scale, I give this book ...
Give it a rest, Ann! You're forcing them out as fast as possible and you're ruining your talent.
Still, simply from the leader of a book club ... I will remain impartial as I come up with some discussion questions for it.
And isn't it odd how I got on a roll for ... however long it was where I wrote every Monday and Wednesday without fail and recently, it has been on Tuesdays and Thursdays? I don't know why ... but it had suddenly dawned on me that I had switched the blog up to this. Have there been any objections to this? Let me know!
Meanwhile, I just go about my life, doing my own thing ...
Although, I really wish that Avatar the Last Airbender was on Netflix. I really miss the episodes in Book 3 when Sokka, Katara, and Aang first go into the Fire Nation. Mostly because Sokka is HILARIOUS.
See what I mean? I blame one of my besties, Emily. She apparently has been on an Avatar binge so every now and then I think of funny quotes and post them on her wall.
Well, I should probably let this lie for a while. This where my mind goes, I tell you.
Maybe I just need more tea.
Oooh! I should get a cup of Rooibos. Drink ALL the tea.
OR ... maybe I need a tea that will give my brain a jolt. To get me back on track. I'll have to go through that tea book some more. Maybe it will talk about a couple of types. Meanwhile, let me think of a new topic to talk about ... thinking .... thinking .... think, think ... think ... think think *sits in chair like Winnie the Pooh*
I've GOT IT!
So you know that really weird feeling you get when you think you've forgotten something, but you can't put your finger on it. And it slowly starts to get to you until you feel like you've gone completely mad?
That was a customer in here yesterday. She was panicking because she lost her car keys. In the store. A whole bunch of us were fanning out and looking all over in the area where she was SURE she'd lost them. After maybe 20 minutes, she STILL hasn't found them. I even looked all over on top and underneath the shelves she was browsing when she was sure she lost her keys.
I finally asked her 'Why don't you check your purse one more times?' She gave me a look that clearly told me 'do you think I'm stupid?' but she did anyway. This time, I noticed there was another pocket on the front of her purse. I point it out. She says 'No. They wouldn't be in there' I asked 'Are you sure?' Again, I got that look. That one that speaks volumes and is understood without saying a word. I simply looked back. She sighed and opened up that front pocket. Guess what? She found her keys.
She told me over and over and over that she was so thankful that I had helped her find them.
It reminded me about ALL the times that I was sure that I had lost or misplaced or forgot about something that was never going to come back to me. And I know we've ALL had these moments and you realize that whatever it was ... was right in front of you the entire time.
When we panic, we don't look properly. We just give it a cursory glance and then look EVERYWHERE else. So here's some other advice that I need to remember to give myself. Because it works for everyone no matter what the problem is. Let's look close to home first. Usually, that's where it is.
And let's try to throw that one phrase out the window ... you know the one
Question: "Where was the last place you saw it?"
Answer: "Well if I KNEW that, I wouldn't be LOOKING for it"
All right, I'm really going now....
Be Open, Be Loving, Be Yourself
Taryn
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