anne spelled with an e

i've been feeling in a very bookish mood lately (my roommate sharon can vouch for me) and went to the local library to check out a whole bunch of books, just for fun. last night i stayed up until 4:30 reading Graceling, which was really quite a wonderful book, full of adventure, with that ability of a good book to suck you in and feel the characters' pain and joy. i'm 19 but i still love reading YA books...i hope that doesn't make my taste of reading sophomoric. there are some really good YA books out there! the author of the book Graceling, kristin cashore, has a blog (click here) with just life observations, funny videos and polls, and tips on how to write. i love reading blogs, they're so interesting. it's weird because for people's blogs that i read on a consistent basis, i feel like i know them, yet they don't know me. kind of creepy huh. haha oh well, blogs are put up for people to read aren't they?

on kristin cashore's blog i stumbled across a post where the opening lines were, "The other night, feeling overwhelmed by life, I crawled into bed early with Anne of Green Gables and a beer. And let me tell you, what I had there was a winning combination."

and minus the beer, i know exactly what she means. anne of green gables is my childhood book, and every time i open up, a wave of nostalgia hits me. what a great book. it reads like poetry, and the characters! they move with a quiet subtlety yet charm vibrancy which makes them so real, so human. so in light of reading so much about writing on her blog, it put the idea into my head to write a book. probably short. but a book. huh. what an interesting proposition.

i have a praise! yesterday at the last intervarsity meeting of this semester, i really fell into worship. i don't think i've had a really worshipful heart towards God for a while it feels. i just...felt this incredible need and longing for God. maybe it's because recently i've been thinking about how so many things just aren't...right. you know? like a broken piece of pottery. you see all the pieces, and you know that it would all look so beautiful if it just fit, but when you try to put them together the pieces don't line up and it's just off. and it makes me long for the way God initially made this world: perfect. but it also made me appreciate more that even though, even though our world is so broken, God restores and protects and loves.