Delicious Ambiguity

Long time no write. I've been über busy at school and home. 

I've fallen in love with (young adult) dystopian literature. I'm loving it. I can't get enough of it. If the mister wouldn't judge me for the amount of books I already own, I'd buy every piece of dystopian lit I could find. 

One of my favorites thus far? Has to be Veronica Roth, author of the Divergent series. Did you know she's only 22 years old? Amazing. I love seeing young authors! It gives me hope that what I'm doing in my room every Monday through Friday with these 54 youngens is not in vain. My hope is they'll become inspiring authors (or just able to hold their own in society). This picture makes me giggle each and every time I see it...

As I'm grading 54 imaginative narratives, I celebrate a little when I see one of my kids use the correct there/their/they're!! On the other hand, I cringe a little when I see an adult use there/their/they're incorrectly. It's my flaw. Grammatically judging others. In my younger years I did so publicly....correcting grammar out loud. Over the years, I have grown more to silently correcting grammar. Apparently nobody likes a know-it-all. Haha! 

Off of that soap box......

Dystopias. Make me smile. Make me cry. Make me escape reality. I can get lost in them! Maybe that's what I love most. Have you ever wished you could escape reality just for a bit? Escape being a grown-up? Escape it all just for a few minutes? Sometimes being a grown-up stinks. You have to make the tough decisions. You have to be responsible. 

God has been working on me, making me face reality that I have been trying to escape (off and on) for the past year plus. How can I just let go of things and just go full steam ahead? Meh. It's tough. But sometimes, you just gotta. Ya gotta get back on the saddle and ride it out. Trust. Faith. Hope. 

Veronica Roth said it best-

"Sometimes it’s frightening to let go and trust that I can deal with whatever happens. But life has a way of forcing me to do just that."

Life has a way of forcing me to do just that. Get back on the saddle and have faith that everything will work out the way it's supposed to. 

And to end this week's show........

"I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. Delicious ambiguity."

— Gilda Radner

Vicky, out :-)