So, I was reading my friend Krysti's blog (krystiatcollege.blogspot.com) and she posted this list of books that, according to the BBC, most people have only read six of the one hundred books on this list. I'm putting the books I've read in red. I'll put the ones that I started but didn't finish in blue and the ones that I want to read in green.
1 Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen
2 The Lord of the Rings - JRR Tolkien
3 Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte
4 Harry Potter series - JK Rowling
5 To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee
6 The Bible
7 Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte
8 Nineteen Eighty Four - George Orwell
9 His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman
10 Great Expectations - Charles Dickens
11 Little Women - Louisa M Alcott
12 Tess of the D’Urbervilles - Thomas Hardy
13 Catch 22 - Joseph Heller
14 Complete Works of Shakespeare
15 Rebecca - Daphne Du Maurier
16 The Hobbit - JRR Tolkien
17 Birdsong - Sebastian Faulk
18 Catcher in the Rye - JD Salinger
19 The Time Traveller’s Wife - Audrey Niffenegger
20 Middlemarch - George Eliot
21 Gone With The Wind - Margaret Mitchell
22 The Great Gatsby - F Scott Fitzgerald
23 Bleak House - Charles Dickens
24 War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy
25 The Hitch Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy - Douglas Adams
26 Brideshead Revisited - Evelyn Waugh
27 Crime and Punishment - Fyodor Dostoyevsky
28 Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck
29 Alice in Wonderland - Lewis Carroll
30 The Wind in the Willows - Kenneth Grahame
31 Anna Karenina - Leo Tolstoy
32 David Copperfield - Charles Dickens
33 Chronicles of Narnia - CS Lewis
34 Emma - Jane Austen
35 Persuasion - Jane Austen
36 The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe - CS Lewis
37 The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini
38 Captain Corelli’s Mandolin - Louis De Bernieres
39 Memoirs of a Geisha - Arthur Golden
40 Winnie the Pooh - AA Milne
41 Animal Farm - George Orwell
42 The Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown
43 One Hundred Years of Solitude - Gabriel Garcia Marquez
44 A Prayer for Owen Meaney - John Irving
45 The Woman in White - Wilkie Collins
46 Anne of Green Gables - LM Montgomery
47 Far From The Madding Crowd - Thomas Hardy
48 The Handmaid’s Tale - Margaret Atwood
49 Lord of the Flies - William Golding
50 Atonement - Ian McEwan
51 Life of Pi - Yann Martel
52 Dune - Frank Herbert
53 Cold Comfort Farm - Stella Gibbons
54 Sense and Sensibility - Jane Austen
55 A Suitable Boy - Vikram Seth
56 The Shadow of the Wind - Carlos Ruiz Zafon
57 A Tale Of Two Cities - Charles Dickens
58 Brave New World - Aldous Huxley
59 The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time - Mark Haddon
60 Love In The Time Of Cholera - Gabriel Garcia Marquez
61 Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck
62 Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov
63 The Secret History - Donna Tartt
64 The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold
65 Count of Monte Cristo - Alexandre Dumas
66 On The Road - Jack Kerouac
67 Jude the Obscure - Thomas Hardy
68 Bridget Jones’s Diary - Helen Fielding
69 Midnight’s Children - Salman Rushdie
70 Moby Dick - Herman Melville
71 Oliver Twist - Charles Dickens
72 Dracula - Bram Stoker
73 The Secret Garden - Frances Hodgson Burnett
74 Notes From A Small Island - Bill Bryson
75 Ulysses - James Joyce
76 The Bell Jar - Sylvia Plath
77 Swallows and Amazons - Arthur Ransome
78 Germinal - Emile Zola
79 Vanity Fair - William Makepeace Thackeray
80 Possession - AS Byatt
81 A Christmas Carol - Charles Dickens
82 Cloud Atlas - David Mitchell
83 The Color Purple - Alice Walker
84 The Remains of the Day - Kazuo Ishiguro
85 Madame Bovary - Gustave Flaube
86 A Fine Balance - Rohinton Mistry
87 Charlotte’s Web - EB White
88 The Five People You Meet In Heaven - Mitch Albom
89 Adventures of Sherlock Holmes - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
90 The Faraway Tree Collection - Enid Blyton
91 Heart of Darkness - Joseph Conrad
92 The Little Prince - Antoine De Saint-Exupery
93 The Wasp Factory - Iain Banks
94 Watership Down - Richard Adams
95 A Confederacy of Dunces - John Kennedy Toole
96 A Town Like Alice - Nevil Shute
97 The Three Musketeers - Alexandre Dumas
98 Hamlet - William Shakespeare
99 Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - Roald Dahl
100 Les Miserables - Victor Hugo
So...that's 20 books that I've read, 8 that I've started but never finished for whatever reason, and 8 books that I want to read. I think I need to get cracking... I really need to find a public library in this area... the reading selection at the school library stinks... it's all reference. I think we may be making a city excursion over the weekend, so we'll see how my reading goes from there. At the moment, I'm working through The Hobbit again. I've been wanting to re-read all of Tolkien's books... at least Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit. I would like to read the Histories of Middle-Earth, too, if I ever have time. Yay reading!
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Fiber for the Soul
I've heard it said that there are two types of knitters--the ones who knit for the act of knitting and the ones who knit for the end result. Now, when I think about myself in this light, I think I tend to be a little bit of both. To be honest, the majority of the things I knit are for myself, and they're (obviously) things that I would like to have. I knit them for the final product. But, I truly enjoy the proces if I like what it is that I'm knitting and the material itself that I'm knitting. Even when I have to tear out rows upon rows of knitting--hours of my life being undone, hours that I can never get back. I think I've found this ability to, when I'm on the verge of a very immature temper tantrum, I just put it down and walk away or I turn the video game off (I very rarely play video games, and when I do, I don't last very long. As soon as I reach a level that is hard, I get annoyed and turn it off). It's how I've maintained my relative outer equilibrium.
Another thing is my knitting. You can tell that I'm stressed in some way because I've spent large amounts of time knitting, and it's usually something relatively simplistic, that I can knit fast and I have room to think. And, to be honest, it's something that I won't mind tearing out later. I knit the things that I don't necessarily want or need, but the simplest thing that I could possibly have any sort of interest in knitting. Something that's enough to keep me interested, but something that I don't need to pay complete attention to.
Earlier today, I frogged a scarf I starte in the beginning of December. I started it with the intention of making it a Christmas present. It became my stress-reliever. The thing I picked up when I needed a break from studying. It was the thing I picked up when the drama of dorm life got to me. It was the thing I picked up in the week before Christmas as I still struggled to handle the stress left over from my first semester of college. It was the thing I picked up when my new pendant (a pretty Miraculous Medal) fell off its chain and got lost Christmas afternoon. It kept me going for most of December as I tried to work out issues that I'd been dealing with. And then today, I tore it all out. I let it all go. I got through exams; I made it through the drama of a first semester in a freshman dorm. I made it through Christmas, and I found my Miraculous medal. I think the knitting and the frogging of that scarf represented a psychological therapy of letting it build up and then letting it all go that's hard to replace. Now, I'm not saying that these issues are resolved, because most if them are still very real, but I have the peace of mind that, great or small, they're just part of the fabric of life. A perfect life is no life at all, is it? How can you say that you've truly lived until you experience the stresses of everyday life?
Another thing is my knitting. You can tell that I'm stressed in some way because I've spent large amounts of time knitting, and it's usually something relatively simplistic, that I can knit fast and I have room to think. And, to be honest, it's something that I won't mind tearing out later. I knit the things that I don't necessarily want or need, but the simplest thing that I could possibly have any sort of interest in knitting. Something that's enough to keep me interested, but something that I don't need to pay complete attention to.
Earlier today, I frogged a scarf I starte in the beginning of December. I started it with the intention of making it a Christmas present. It became my stress-reliever. The thing I picked up when I needed a break from studying. It was the thing I picked up when the drama of dorm life got to me. It was the thing I picked up in the week before Christmas as I still struggled to handle the stress left over from my first semester of college. It was the thing I picked up when my new pendant (a pretty Miraculous Medal) fell off its chain and got lost Christmas afternoon. It kept me going for most of December as I tried to work out issues that I'd been dealing with. And then today, I tore it all out. I let it all go. I got through exams; I made it through the drama of a first semester in a freshman dorm. I made it through Christmas, and I found my Miraculous medal. I think the knitting and the frogging of that scarf represented a psychological therapy of letting it build up and then letting it all go that's hard to replace. Now, I'm not saying that these issues are resolved, because most if them are still very real, but I have the peace of mind that, great or small, they're just part of the fabric of life. A perfect life is no life at all, is it? How can you say that you've truly lived until you experience the stresses of everyday life?
Monday, January 11, 2010
Something to try
http://www.diynetwork.com/videos/make-your-own-knitting-needles/6204.html
This is something that I absolutely must try sometime. It looks like a lot of fun, to be honest . . . I just need to find access to the materials and I'll have an almost infinite supply of needles. At least, the opportunity to have them . . .
This is something that I absolutely must try sometime. It looks like a lot of fun, to be honest . . . I just need to find access to the materials and I'll have an almost infinite supply of needles. At least, the opportunity to have them . . .
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Another Year Come and Gone
Wow, so it's 2010 already. I can't believe it. Another year of my life come and gone. I must say, though, it was good while it lasted. There were a lot of big changes in my life, but it was all for the better, I think. Here are just some major things that happened during 2009 . . .
I wish everyone a belated happy new year's!
- AP Comparative Government came to an end, which can be considered a good and a bad thing. Good for our relative sanity (wait . . . were we ever sane to begin with . . .?) Unfortunately, this also brought about the end of the amazing Russia group. We had so many inside jokes from the back of that classroom . . .
- AP English Class--the best class ever. Period. We had some crazy fun times in that class . . .
- I got my first job- Dairy Queen for the win! Yep, that's right people, be jealous.
- Prom- yeah, yeah, you can say that prom is overrated, but it was really fun.
- Graduation- it rained the whole week before, but it was sunny and perfect graduation day. Of course, I missed the cap-throwing because I couldn't get the thing off my head (darn bobby pins) and the tassel off fast enough, but whatever. I made it through high school with honors and a green cord that I got to wear with my cap and gown.
- The constant stream of grad parties- yep, I saw everyone at least once every weekend for the next couple of weeks. Good times, good times . . .
- Senior Week- since my friends and I were way
too disorganizedtoo cool to go to the beach or something of that nature for our senior week, we had a "staycation" of sorts where we camped out at a different person's house every night and did awesome things like a murder mystery party, mall scavenger hunt, and bowling. Best senior week ever, I must say. - College!- it's been good and bad; there's been drama, tears, way too much stress to even think about . . . but it was good. This fall, I learned that I can make it on my own. It's such a different eperience compared to high school. I've met a lot of awesome people, and . . . a few really weird ones.
- I want to be healthier-as in eating right, exercising, etc.
- I want to focus on my art and writing more. I feel like the only art that I've done recently has been for a class assignment in one form or another. I want to do it for me this year.
I wish everyone a belated happy new year's!
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Thursday, December 24, 2009
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Obsession
So I said in my last post that I need to start branching out and exploring more with my knitting. Lately, I've been in the mood for knitting either a shawl or a scarf of some sort. I've spent the last couple of days alternately scouring the web for the right pattern and obsessively crocheting afghan squares . . . plase don't ask me where the crocheting kick came from, I found a few of these squares while cleaning my room, and I've barely been able to stop. That's them right there... chilling with my laptop...
But I digress, I've been scouring the internet for the perfect pattern, I've tried a few patterns with several different skeins of yarn, but nothing has been right. I sat there staring at the computer screen, watching rows upon rows of patterns coming up and I decided that, well, the only way to get exactly what I want is to design it myself. Bring in example A:
This is the beginning of my first try hanging out with Eragon here. It probably won't last much longer. I think I need to change my approach . . . I've decided that I want something somewhere between a shawl and a scarf--a sharf, if you will--something that's long and relatively narrow, but that has more substance than a scarf. Something that I can pin with a shawl pin off wear like a scarf. Or both. I feel like I'm on my way to that ideal. I think I need an overall pattern on it, though--either lacy or cable-y. I'm not sure which. We'll se how it goes.
You know, having this much free time is very conducive to creativity. Even though I still haven't accomplished a whole lot, I've accomplished more now than I have over the course of last semester. Maybe it has something to do with the lack of sketchbook assignments hanging over my head. I don't know. It just might . . .
Monday, December 21, 2009
Turning Point
I must say that today has been a very productive day. I made and wrote cards, made brownies, went to two parties, and gained some very useful insight all in one day. Thanks to a little support session for one of my high school friends who's having a rough time (we love you SW!!!), I realized a few things about what I want in a career, as well. I think I have two things that I ultimately want to do in life: 1. teach, and 2. have an etsy shop. To be honest, I'm not really sure what I want to sell on etsy, all I know is that I want to sell something. I think it's the idea of blending fine arts and knitting that intrigues me. Heck, I'll even throw English into the mix. There are so many amazing artisans on etsy, from Baa Hurrah's amazing polka-dot knitting needles to knitting patterns and jewlery, and a whole bunch of stuff that I haven't even thought to look into yet. It's all so awesome that I can't resist. Even though I subconsciously try to talk myself out of it, I think I ultimately want to sell things that I make, whether full-time or not.
I've also decided that I need to branch out in my knitting. I need to move on from scarves and hats. I mean, I'm not going to go to the other extreme and start knitting completely obnoxious articles of clothing--uterus hats, as another friend kindly suggested. But, I feel like I've stuck to the safe path for too long. I mean what can a few little knitting mistakes do to me? Other than being strangled by a big, fibery mass that decided to revolt, knitting pretty much can't hurt me. Or I could be stabbed by my own knitting needles, but that's a whole other story that we won't go into right now. What're a few dropped stitches and a couple hundred rows worth of frogged* knitting? I hear that you learn more from your mistakes than your successes.
I think I've come to this relization at a good time. I'm at the end of my second day of Christmas break, and I have almost a month ahead of me. However, philosophical thinking must cease for the night. I'm too sleepy to continue. Stay out of trouble, folks, and have a good night.
*frog- (verb) to tear out multiple rows of knitting by removing the needles and pulling past the problem area in a piece of knitting
I've also decided that I need to branch out in my knitting. I need to move on from scarves and hats. I mean, I'm not going to go to the other extreme and start knitting completely obnoxious articles of clothing--uterus hats, as another friend kindly suggested. But, I feel like I've stuck to the safe path for too long. I mean what can a few little knitting mistakes do to me? Other than being strangled by a big, fibery mass that decided to revolt, knitting pretty much can't hurt me. Or I could be stabbed by my own knitting needles, but that's a whole other story that we won't go into right now. What're a few dropped stitches and a couple hundred rows worth of frogged* knitting? I hear that you learn more from your mistakes than your successes.
I think I've come to this relization at a good time. I'm at the end of my second day of Christmas break, and I have almost a month ahead of me. However, philosophical thinking must cease for the night. I'm too sleepy to continue. Stay out of trouble, folks, and have a good night.
*frog- (verb) to tear out multiple rows of knitting by removing the needles and pulling past the problem area in a piece of knitting
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