oh brave new world

So, despite my growing aversion to technology and the desire to stay home with my books and fire-proof them against some Fahrenheit 451 apocalypse, I'm putting myself out there. I think it's important to get out there, and if I ever want to truly be a writer, I'm going to have to get over this fear and embarrassment that everyone will hate what I write. So I figure, if I write, and I post it, I'm getting somewhere, even if everyone does hate it.

I finished Pudd'nhead Wilson yesterday. I love Twain's ability to tell a story, it's something so lost on so many modern writers. He is able to transport me to pre-civil war south on the Mississippi with ease and hold me captivated throughout his humorous and yet tragic tale. There's just something about the way he writes that draws me into the story like no other author can do. Maybe it's because I can still hear my dad's voice when he read the stories to me as a child, but I think it's mostly because Twain just has a way with spinning a yarn.

I'm really excited about this summer. I have an internship that starts next Wednesday with an advertising firm, and I'm working at the restaurant, and babysitting, and training for a triathlon, and of course, reading in my spare time (which luckily enough the past two weeks home from school has been ample). I'm also hoping to cook more and write more. I'm a little ambitious.

But I'm also looking forward to next semester, although it means the end of my college career is nigh, it is also the culmination of my 4 years as an English major, with lit crit, and then two semesters of American novel courses, which, if I ever decided to go to grad school, would be my field of study. I honestly wish sometimes I had just devoted myself to my English degree and not spread myself across two degrees, but then I think how much I love the creative aspect of advertising, and the need for Christian marketers (and my need to have a steady income post-graduation) and I'm glad I did it. I just wish I could have spent more time reading...and writing.

so here I'll begin and hope to study the wonders of this brave new world this summer as I begin what may be the last summer of my supposed youth, though I hope I carry that with me much longer. that being said, it is true that in 2010 I have to become a grown up. but perhaps I'll fly off and join peter and the boys...the only problem is, I can't remember how to fly.