here's how I see it: a review of "Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close"

Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

I was completely surprised by how much I loved this book!  Jonathan Safran Foer was brilliant with the mechanics of this story, walking us through different perspectives and hopping back and forth in time- which I don't usually like, but in this book he pulled it off.  I fell in love with the characters, especially little Oskar.  Usually I am turned off by a narrative through a young child, but Oskar's voice was so pure, so... Oskar, he immediately grabbed a hold of my heart.

Oskar's journey to solve the mystery surrounding his late father was so delightful and heartfelt.  I found myself rooting for him and really enjoying all of the characters he got to meet along the way.  The stories of the individual lives that the author came up with were so honest in their portrayal of humanity which I loved!  Oskar's search is so heartfelt and I felt like I was really inside the mind of a very smart 9 year old.  His brutal honesty was endearing, and his heartbreak, palpable. I'm not one to tear up often in books, but I have to admit it happened on more than one occasion in this book.

The relationship between Oskar's grandparents was so tragic, and I was captivated by it.  I cannot imagine the horror they went through.  I though it was ingenious to have one of the character's point of view be from someone who does not speak- what a huge feat to accomplish so well by an author.

I have to admit I really wanted to know what was in the safe deposit box.... but I'm sure it wasn't revealed because that wasn't the point, and would have distracted from Oskar's end goal.

I listened to the audio version of this book, and I think the narrators did a phenomenal job.  Many times the narration can tip the scale on how much I love or dislike a book, and this recording was great.  I am picking up my own copy of the book because of what I have heard about the actual pages inside.  There aren't many books that I would buy a copy AFTER reading, but this one is a delightful exception.

I have no idea how Jonathan Safran Foer figured out how to write this story, so full of emotion, from such different characters, in different points in time.  Taking on the topic of September 11th and bringing such tragic events close to the surface and at the same time making me love the story, is  impressive.  I definitely want to pick up other books by the author- his writing was so different and full of life.

I love that this book exists because I think it's so important that the events of September 11th be remembered.  This is one of the most original and fantastic books I've read in a long time and recommend it to everyone.

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9/11

I just read the book "Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close" (a review will follow) and it's got me thinking about the whole horrific day of September 11th.  Especially since the anniversary is coming up again, it's always on my mind this time of year.  What were you doing the day the towers fell?  Here's my story.

Sitting at the desk in my room, I grab the mascara to apply to my completely blonde eye lashes.  Katie Couric is talking in the background on my little television set and I'm hurrying to get ready to go to work.  It's a tuesday, and I have some things to get done at the financial institution where I work, before my boss get in.  I'm still living at my parent's home while I work and put myself through college, which I think is both financially prudent and robbing me of opportunities every college-age-person should have.  Right now I'm thinking about my list of things to do, and that I need to get the radio fixed on my car.  It's been making me crazy because all the way in to work, a good half hour on the freeway, I have nothing to distract me from how much I hate the drive.  I really need to pick up my shirt at the dry-cleaners, can't forget that.  

The news broadcast is suddenly in a frenzy.  They aren't sure what's going on exactly, but it seems like a plane has hit one of the twin towers.  I drop the mascara and turn to face the little television.  I increase the volume, seeing hazy footage, not understanding.  I am riveted to the screen, waiting for more information, verification of what is really happening, someone to say its an accident and miraculously there aren't many casualties.  

I jump up, run down the hallway to my parent's bedroom.  

"Wake up," I say, tapping the end of their bed, finding sleepy feet.  "Something's happened.  A plane hit the world trade center tower."

From his sleep my dad says, "What?"

I repeat myself.

"No, that can't be right," he says, sitting up. 

"Come see for yourself.  It's all over the news," I say, not waiting, as I fly back down the hallway to my room.  I don't know why I went back to the tiny tv in my room.  It's the smallest one in the house.  Maybe I went there because of everywhere in the large home, it's where I feel the safest.  Maybe if I watch from my room, it won't be as awful.  

The news is coming in snippets, pieces of speculation, all too horrible to believe.  

Is this real?  Has this really happened?

I look at the clock.  I'm going to be late if I don't hurry.  Will it matter?  How can anyone work when this is happening?  I throw my hair up, finish minimal makeup, and dress as quickly as I can.  I forgo breakfast, instead remain standing, mouth open, taking in the images I can't believe.

Why didn't I call my boss to tell him I couldn't come in?  I didn't know the infamy the day was going to claim. 

Every line on the freeway dashed by me, making the silence in my car louder.  I couldn't believe my radio was broken.  I speed, which is not so unusual, but I feel like I have a free pass today.  Today, everything is different and nothing really matters.

The elevator doors open and the office is quiet.  The few people that came in to work, mostly staff that didn't have the option of not coming in, congregate around the various tv's.  Everyone looks at everyone else, but no one knows what to say.  

We alternate between channels, trying to find the most accurate portrayal of what is happening, but not wanting to see.  We watch in horror as the images come in.  We watch the horrific news.  We watch as people die.     

Later, I only want to see my family.  I hug everyone.  Tight.  There's not much to say.  All we can find to pronounce are exclamations of disbelief, of sorrow, of grief.  

I can't imagine what so many people are going through, while I sit an watch my television.  I feel lucky to be alive.  I feel guilty that I am safe.  Things I thought were important aren't anymore.  I feel differently looking at the american flag.  A lump sits in my throat.  I cannot swallow it.  It's impossible to comprehend how this can happen.  I'm so far away from it, but I feel so much a part of it.  Which is completely unfair to the people that were there, who's family members aren't coming home.  I can't wrap my head around it.  

And now, all these years later, I still can't wrap my head around it.  I ache for those who lost loved ones.  I still can't look at pictures from the events of the day without tearing up.  I will never forget.  I guess the best way to honor those that died that day is to remember.  Remember, and tell younger generations about what happened that day.  Tell them where you were, how you felt and the impact it made on you forever.  

Tell them so that it won't just be a lesson in their history class.  Tell them you remember.

I remember. 

I will never forget.

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here's how I see it: a review of "Mistborn"

Mistborn: The Final Empire by Brandon Sanderson
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

My review of this book will be a little mixed... I'm not one who reads fantasy very often, but this book was for our book club this month so that's what prompted me to give it a shot.  So, if I'm putting it up against all books I read, I would probably give it a 3.5, but in the fantasy genre alone, I would have to give it at least a 4 maybe even a 4.5.

I think the author, Brandon Sanderson, is a freaking genius for coming up with this plot.  I mean, it's brilliant, really.  Especially what he does with the alamantic metals and their powers, I am very impressed.  The character development is fabulous and I really could picture everything happening in my head, as well as the layout of the world he created.  Brilliant.

Really my only complaint with the book is that I feel like it's too long, so consequently I found myself alternating between being really engaged and then losing interest.  I feel like I would have enjoyed it more if he cut it down and just kept the best of the best.

So overall I'm going to give it a 4, after taking everything into account.  If you love fantasy, I would definitely recommend this book!


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unsolicited advice to the future generation

This commercial is freaking hilarious and TRUE!  I had to show my stepdaughters :)  In the spirit of passing along wisdom to the next generation, I'd like to offer some unsolicited advice.  So, minimize your facebook, put down your ipads, and try to keep the eye rolling to a minimum...

Here are things I've picked up along the way, and things I wish I would have learned when I was much younger.

• Don't worry about what others think.  Be yourself in all of your original glory- that's what draws people in.  Life it too short to spend it dwelling on negativity from others.  Be yourself, own it, and let everything else roll off your back.  You don't have any room in your life for people that drain you.  If they aren't giving enough back... let them go.

• Get outside- I promise it will heal your soul.  Take a walk, ride a bike, go up in the mountains, squish your toes in the sand at the beach, or just have a picnic at a park.  Get out in nature.  Breathe in the air and allow your problems to slip away.  Things that seem insurmountable will resolve themselves in your subconscious, or at least they won't seem nearly as bad.

• Don't be afraid to be on your own.  As much fun as it is to be around friends and family all the time, its equally important to learn to be comfortable in your own space.  YOU create your own happiness so get comfy with your bad self!

• Don't eat crap.  Be conscious of what you put into your body.  Pound the water, grab those fruits and veggies.  Cut out the sugar and processed foods.  Watch your portions.  Don't eat late at night.  But know that as long as you are doing these things most of the time, it's totally ok to indulge now and then.  Moderation is key.

• End the day by thinking of something that you're thankful for, then either write it down or tell someone about it.  You'll be surprised how this one little act will change your attitude about your entire life.

• Look people in the eye when you're talking.  This seems to be a dying art as texting, emailing and facebooking don't generate any kind of confidence in this area.  Try it- you will be amazed how captivating you will become.

• Be honest.  Don't lie, don't talk about other's behind their backs, don't be catty.  The art of being a lady will go a long way towards making and keeping friends.  

• If you make a mistake, fess up to it.  You will have a much better shot at patching things up, and you will keep respect that will otherwise be lost.  Most importantly on this one- say your sorry, and I mean actually say those words, "I'm sorry."  You'll be amazed the affect it can have.

• Try new things and keep your options open.  Taste that calamari, try out for the team, take the LSAT, do the study abroad, learn the language, pull an all-nighter, take that interview.  You are meant to be great- make it happen.

• Figure out what you love and then DONT LET GO.  Make your work you passion.  Work harder than everyone else around you and cling to what you love.  Don't listen to anyone that ever says you can't do it.  Prove them wrong. 

• Look your best.  You will feel more confident if you just take a few minutes to present your best self.  Put on a little mascara, invest in a bra that fits, put on ear rings when you pull your hair up, wear clothes that flatter your figure, paint your toes.  Own a black dress- you can vamp it up or make it casual, it works in almost every scenario.  A little class never hurt anyone. 

• Listen.  I mean really listen when someone is talking.  Take a genuine interest in people and what they're going through.  You can learn enough to avoid some serious mistakes if you just open your ears.

• Be good to your family.  Spend time with them and make them important in your life.  Forgive and mend relationships- as long as they are not unhealthy.  Ask your grandparents and parents questions before its too late.  Show up for events that are important to other family members.  Say I love you, and say it often.  

• Be active.  You only get one body- make it a healthy one.  Change up your workout routine so you don't get bored.  And ps- there's lots of ways to get a workout in that doesn't involve a gym membership.

• Create traditions.  Involve those you love and find reasons to celebrate.  Celebrate holidays and make your own.  Have a reason to celebrate every month.  Do Taco Tuesdays, go to the lakehouse every summer, stay in your pajamas all day, meet up for happy hour, vacation to a new place the same week every year, take a road trip.  Always have something to look forward to!

• Give back.  Nothing will pull you out of depression faster than doing something for someone else.  It doesn't have to be a big thing, but to someone else it can mean the world.

• Don't judge.  I promise, promise, promise you don't know everything that person is going through, or has been through, or how hard they are fighting just to be who they are.  A little tip- there will be a point in your life when you hope with everything in you, that others will extend you the same courtesy. 

• Do something nice unexpectedly.  Bring flowers.  Surprise someone.  Send chocolate.  Write a love letter.  Bring coffee.  Send a text.  Clean a room.  Give a massage.  Leave a message.  Give a hug.  Bring dinner.  Spend time. 

Well there you have it... little life-lesson gems from a seasoned thirty-something blogger, hoping some of it will ring true.  I think life can be stripped down to the moments we spend with family and friends or in the pursuit of a passion.  All the rest is just filler.  

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here's how I see it: a review of "Bringing Up Bebe"

Bringing Up Bebe: One American Mother Discovers the Wisdom of French Parenting by Pamela Druckerman
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

This book was a fantastic read from american journalist Pamela Druckerman who moves to Paris, has a baby and writes about her observations on the differences between french and american parenting.  I think what was most fascinating about this book was how different the cultures approach it, and how there were things I would never have thought of.  There are certain ways we perceive things based on the society we were raised in and this book gave me a totally different frame of reference.

A few examples of things that are important in the french culture are children learning to wait, or "attend" as they say in french.  Even very young children are taught to be patient, not requiring immediate attention and they learn how to entertain themselves.   French babies sleep through the night much earlier, typically, than american children.  By two or three months most of their babies are "doing their nights."  French children develop a taste for a large variety of foods, and are not nearly as picky or demanding of certain food as american children.  They eat three meals a day, with an almost universal snack-time in the early afternoon, but no snacking otherwise during the day.  Children are taught to say hello and goodbye to the adult of any home that they enter, or at any function, they are to recognize and greet the adults.  This fosters respect between the child and the person being greeted and the children are much less likely to misbehave if they are on a more respected level with the adults.  When french children do something wrong, there are different words to express, essentially, how bad of a misdoing it is.  So when a child throws a block, it would be termed a "betise," or a small act of naughtiness, to differentiate between that level or something much worse, like hitting a friend.

French women also have different attitudes/perceptions of how a woman should behave when having a baby.  French women are much more likely to not gain as much weight during a pregnancy and they get back into shape very quickly.  Much more emphasis is put on a woman "getting her groove back" and returning to her own  best self as soon as possible.  It is very important for french women to jump back into healthy sex lives very quickly and to reclaim the things about them that make them the woman they are.  French women feel it is very important to put their children into what we would refer to as daycare- but the french equivalent of daycare is subsidized by the government and have many very well educated people on staff.  French mothers feel it is important for children to be exposed to other children and learn how to behave in a group setting.  This also gives the mothers a chance to get out and do some things for themselves, which leads to a happier mother, and better parenting.  Children are often encouraged to go on extended trips without their parents at a very early age.

This book was captivating to me because everything was so different than the way I was brought up, and many of the parenting behaviors described were things I never would have thought of.

I recommend this book to every parent, if nothing more than to give you another view of how kids can be raised and how differently things can be looked at just based on culture.  I think many of the insights were brilliant, and I want to incorporate several things I learned into the way I parent.  So, if you're a parent, or will ever be a parent, I think this book is worthy of your time.

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