Everyone has their own style and method to writing reviews of books. Some people choose to retell the premise of the book, often copying the book blurbs from the back of the book or from Goodreads. Others use cute or funny gifs and jpgs to express their opinions. Some simply quote passages of the book. Others do that with their opinions interspersed. One review I saw consisted of photos of the places discussed in the book. There was no real review one that one.
I saw one review that consisted only of photos of the places discussed in the book. There was no real review one that one other than the number of stars she gave the book.
I have been single for some time now. Oh, I’ve gone on the occasional date, and sometimes even a second date. But due to a number of reasons, I haven’t “settled down” with anyone.
Most of the time, I enjoy being single. I’m an introvert—my Myers-Briggs Type Indicator type is INFJ (Introvert/iNtuition/Feeling/Judgement) and I score (90%) as a highly sensitive person. This means I’m the type of introvert who most of the time, prefers books and animals in a quiet, calm environment over being around people, particularly in a loud, overwhelming environment. In other words, you will find me at the library, but not at a dance club. Continue reading →
As an avid reader, I spend a lot of time on book sites, particularly Goodreads. One of the benefits of using Goodreads is being able to ask questions about a book. People ask all sorts of questions from the content to formats to the movie, when applicable.
Life is a journey, not a destination. It’s a cliché, but it’s a cliché for a reason—because it’s true. For some of us, the journey just happens to take more turns, with occasional switchbacks, u-turns, or backtracking after reaching a dead-ends. My journey has sometimes gone in a spiral, or at least seems to.
Sometimes the journey isn’t a straight line. Sometimes it doesn’t even make sense.
Then again, maybe I’m taking the journey metaphor a bit too far.
Anyway, now that I am firmly in my mid-life (whether or not I like or admit it), I am constantly amazed how time has flown by because it seems just yesterday I was getting ready to graduate college. Really, weren’t we *just* getting ready for the millennium? But as I reflect over the past couple decades, I thought I might share with you how I ended up where I am.
Unlike some, my journey is not a tragic one. My tale is not filled with terrible sorrow or great misfortune. It is filled with options, choices, and changes. But I’m not going to spoil the end of the story by telling you where “here” is. At least not yet. To tell any tale, one must begin at the beginning. Continue reading →
Music has always been a big part of my life. I’ve studied voice, piano, flute, and a little guitar. (And one of these days, I want to will take cello lessons.) I use music as therapy, as motivation, as a way to communicate. If I’m not listening to music, there’s still a song playing in my head. I have an internal jukebox.
If you’re like me, you’ve joined one or two or a dozen reward programs. Anymore it seems that almost every store and service offers some sort of reward system, from earning gasoline points by shopping at a grocery store to frequent flyer miles to earning points at the gym (yes, my gym rewards me with points for checking in that I can “spend” on things like gym-branded merchandise or personal training sessions).
I have (once again) made a commitment to focus on my health. Like many people, I get energized to work out/eat healthy and start off with a bang by jumping back in the gym and planning carefully selected meals. Then a few months go by, my commitment wanes, and then once again, I begin to eat out more and more and find excuses to avoid the gym. Sometimes life happens. Sometimes I lose focus. Many times it’s because I’ve gotten frustrated.
First, I want to say well done to Author Margot Lee Shetterly for all the research and work she did to bring this story to light. She clearly put a lot of time and effort and it shows by the thoroughness of this story. Continue reading →
*Quoting my friend Ann-Marie, who, upon seeing the spastic forecast earlier this week, posted this on facebook. I thought it quite appropriate … and funny.
This week, Mother Nature has cruelly taunted us (at least those of us in the mid-Atlantic region of the U.S.).
On Tuesday and Wednesday, here in the Washington, D.C. metro area, we experienced temperatures in the low 70s F, with the morning temps around 50°F. It was lovely, like being back in Southern California.