"I've discovered that my own little postage stamp of native soil was worth writing about and that I would never live long enough to exhaust it."
- William Faulkner

Friday, March 14, 2008

"a" is for...

I've seen this on several blogs, and I must admit, I'm intrigued. As with many of my blogging expeditions, I will not guarantee a letter every day (in fact, it probably WON'T be a letter each day) nor will I guarantee to arrive at "Z." Just be content to learn as much about me as my attention allows. The Amazine Face Reading lady did mention that my eyebrows signified a lack of desire to finish projects. By the way, did you know that the word "alphabet" came from the first two letters in the Greek language - alpha and beta. How's that for trivia?

I've always enjoyed reading, but a very few books really grip me and speak to my soul. Similarly, I like movies, shows, books, stories, pictures, etc. that are funny, but few truly make me laugh aloud. For those of you unfamiliar with the first two works of Alice Sebold, I strongly suggest you read them. The Lovely Bones is one of my most favorite books ever (not THE favorite - we'll get to that one later in the alphabet), and Lucky is also outstanding. Though not funny, and (more than a) tad dark (just like I like 'em), The Lovely Bones is exceptionally well-written and both a literary and commercial success - a title critics and cynics alike rarely on a book that exploded onto the book club circuit. But, Sebold's ability to use a young girl as a conduit for expression of grief is nothing short of amazing. Any words I use to try to describe this novel doesn't do it justice. And once you read Lucky, you'll understand why Sebold was led to spend 5 years of her life on Lovely Bones.

Ever the overachiever (riiiiiight), I have another entry for A. For years prior to moving there, I publicly denounced the Delta. My mind was mad up that I didn't like it, and as my dad says, "the only things there are to do there are play tennis and swat mosquitoes." So, imagine my distress when I landed a job in Greenwood. Viking opened more doors for me than I can ever count, one of which being The Alluvian. For about a year and a half I roamed those uber-cosmopolitan halls as event manager and made me into a gigantic hotel and party snob. The Delta gave me some of the best friends I've ever had. One of whom, Haley, has brought her blog out of hiatus. Check her out!

Stay tuned for B!


Anonymous said...

I don't understand the attraction to books about dead people. You used to love "Three Little Kittens"! MOMWOW

LT (and Max) said...

so glad that you've started the alphabet game. so fun.

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