Showing posts with label books. Show all posts
Showing posts with label books. Show all posts

Saturday, May 17, 2014

on being happy regardless


Ah, the weekend at last. Though Jakey has no respect for the sanctity of weekend R&R -- he literally knocks on my door every single morning at 6am (or earlier!) -- I do get to sleep a little more while the hubs goes pick him up, and I'm spared the rigours of french-braiding the girls' hair.

Anyway, I did want to share with you this book I discovered a few days back. I was catching up with a neighbour of mine who lives down the street -- she was lamenting the increase in her and her daughter's allergy sufferings ever since major construction work began behind our houses, on which daily meds have had no effect. I totally sympathised, because I've been observing the irritating effects myself -- smarty eyes and Ro's stuffiness and sneezing.

Unfortunately, the work is happening on the side where our bedrooms are, which necessitates keeping the windows perpetually shut -- while that may be keeping outdoor crap at bay, it's also keeping indoor crap in. I've decided to open the windows when it rains, but then they don't call it a drought for nothing.

Anyway, while we chatting, I saw this book on her table -- Stop Being Your Symptoms And Start Being Yourself, by Arthur J. Barsky, a professor of psychiatry at Harvard Medical School and director of psychiatric research at Brigham and Women's Hospital; and Emily C. Deans, a clinical instructor in psychiatry at Harvard Medical School and a practicing psychiatrist in the Boston community. Opening it at random, I was struck by the point the authors made about how, in our modern world, we are "doing better and feeling worse" -- or the paradox of medical progress -- i.e., while we've now overcome many of the diseases that used to cause sudden or untimely death, like pneumonia or TB,we've had more limited medical progress with the "chronic diseases and frailties that come with a longer life...

"The result of these medical advances is that while they enable us to live longer, the proportion of life spent in ill health has actually increased. Our dramatic gains in lifesaving treatments have increased the proportion of people living with chronic ailments. Dementia is a vivid and omnipresent example. The incidence of dementia is rising because we can now treat the pneumonia, kidney failure and heart attacks that used to end people's lives before they grew old enough to become demented..."

"Trends in contemporary American society aggravate our distress and make coping with symptoms more difficult. They influence our personal psychology by heightening unrealistic expectations and supplying idealised images of good health, coaxing us into making upward comparisons. This in turn amplifies symptoms and makes them harder to live with... Our standard for judging good health has been elevated so much that we are now more bothered by symptoms and infirmities that in the past we were able to tolerate better".

My friend was reading the book because, as all sufferers of chronic ailments know, it's easy to sometimes get depressed, overwhelmed or anxious about one's symptoms. Well, of course I asked to borrow the book. According to the synopsis, the book explains the six-week program designed by Dr Barsky to overcome the symptoms of chronic illnesses.

The program "teaches patients to master the five psychological factors that make chronic symptoms persist through hundreds of exercises, worksheets, and patient examples. You may not be able to completely eliminate your medical symptoms. But it is possible to control your symptoms rather than letting them control you—to manage your pain, fatigue, insomnia, and anxiety. You can minimize your symptoms, learn new coping skills, and do more to make sure that your symptoms are not robbing your life of meaning and pleasure". Sounds good right?

Well, I'm still in the first couple of chapters, but thought I'd share a bit with you. "Two very important psychological factors determine how much our illnesses bother us and how satisfied we are with our state of health: our expectations about how healthy or ill we should be; and the health of those to whom we compare ourselves. In general, our satisfaction with a situation depends in large measure on what we think that state of affairs should be... Your dissatisfaction and distress with your health are relative and determined by comparing yourself to some standard -- that is, some imagined ideal of how healthy you should feel... We view our own situation in a more favourable light when we become aware of others who are in more difficult situations and confronted with worse problems".

And then from Chapter 3, or Week 1 of the program: "The attention you pay to a troubling symptom is one of the most important factors in how you perceive it. The more you concentrate on an unpleasant or uncomfortable sensation, the worse it becomes over time... If concentrating on a symptom increases sensitivity and discomfort, it follows that lessening the attention you pay it will decrease discomfort... you have the power to improve symptoms by distracting yourself and learning to ignore them".

In asking readers to track their focus on symptoms, the authors write, "Are you surprised by how much time you spend thinking about your discomfort, fatigue or pain? Were there times in the day when you did not think of the symptoms? What were you doing during those times? Wht did you do that made you think about the symptoms more? Is there a way to increase the amount of time spent in activities that help you decrease the discomfort from your symptom?" And then, in the "List of Distractions": "Spend time on an enjoyable craft project" -- yay! (all extracts from Stop Being Your Symptoms And Start Being Yourself, by Arthur J. Barsky and Emily C. Deans).

Of course, this book is written from a secular standpoint, and the Christians among us should already know and trust that Jehovah Rapha -- the Lord our Healer -- is always with us and wants to bless, heal and restore us, in His perfect way and timing. We need to always walk in faith, and speak positive words over our lives, however things may seem or appear. As Joyce Meyer writes, "After praying for healing, at least give God the same opportunity as you would a bottle of medicine! Keep taking your medicine, the Word, and continue leaning on God in absolute trust and confidence (Col 2:5)" (from Be Healed In Jesus' Name, by Joyce Meyer). But this book looks to be a promising read, and I know many of you do live with chronic discomforts and ailments that can be quite trying, to say the least. It's a great comfort to know you're really not alone though, isn't it! Do feel free to email me if you want to know more, or just need a shoulder :)

But on to some other fun-ner stuff. First off, I was really tickled by the reactions to my last post on the fwooarishly droolworthy Morten Harket -- friends even messaged me on my phone and FB haha.. So I thought I'd just share this little gem I'd found some time back; unfortunately, it's cut off quite abruptly, but it's certainly pleasant eye candy nonetheless.



And just before I go -- remember poor little Rila who was just stuck at her face? Well, my chips arrived and I finally put her all together. Here she is!


I renamed her Ryuko when everyone agreed that Rila was too soft a name for someone like her, and streaked and dyed her hair a funky, vibrant purple. I love her punky, edgy attitude -- I'm certain she's listening to 80's rock here!


I think she's softie at heart though, and she's looking for her forever home now. How can you say no to this face?


Have a blessed, restful weekend everyone! See you again soon!

Saturday, October 6, 2012

Waddle*



Ooh, I don't know which I'm more excited about -- this awesome book Ro borrowed from the library, or the fact that I just learnt to make a tiny mini-movie! With sound!

Anyone who knows me knows what a technophobe I am, so humble and unsophisticated as this little filmlet may be, it's a gigantically huge achievement for me haha.. I'd actually just filmed the book, but then I couldn't help feeling it would be much, much nicer with music. And it was, which just confirms how very important a movie's score is!

As for the book, it's Waddle, by Rufus Butler Seder. It uses Scanimation, a six-phase animation process, which was created by Seder. Going through the book, you feel a curious "antiquated" sensation, as if you were viewing the images through a Victorian kinetoscope. Seder has several titles in this series; check one out at your local library today!

Have a dreamy, creative weekend everyone :)

* Wonderfully, despite the fact that hordes of other people use and upload the same piece of music on Youtube with no problem, my video had to be the one that gets blocked in certain countries. I'd originally used a recording of me playing Comptine D'un Autre Ete, but have now replaced it with Carly Comando, a distinctly better musician haha.. Thanks to everyone who let me know they couldn't play the original video :)

Friday, June 15, 2012

loving today: book 9

The last literary Loving Today inspired by this post.
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Then she smiled for the first time. "Do you give names to other things like that?"
"Sometimes," said Steerpike. "I have a disrespectful nature".
"Do you give people names?"
"I have done".
"Have you got one for me?"
Steerpike sucked the end of his swordstick and raised his straw-coloured eyebrows. "I don't think I have," he said. "I usually think of you as Lady Fuchsia".
"Do you call my mother anything?"
"Your mother? Yes".
"What do you call my mother?"
"I call her the old Bunch of Rags," said Steerpike.
Fuchsia's eyes opened wide and she stood still again. "Go away," she said.
"That's not very fair," said Steerpike. "After all, you asked me".

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

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I saw this printed on some wrapping paper today, and thought I recognised it as an adaptation from Our Mutual Friend, by Charles Dickens. A lovely sentiment to live by, in any case:

Have a heart that never hardens,
a temper that never tires,
and a touch that never hurts.

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

* giveaway: kid book! *

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Hee hee... Rebecca is hosting her own giveaway. Up for grabs is this book from the Rainbow Magic series, which apparently is very popular with girls in her age group. I'm told that the Rainbow Magic books were the most-borrowed children's books at libraries in the UK. Well, it's always good to encourage a young reader, non? Have a look here :)

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

loving today: book 8

The eighth literary Loving Today inspired by this post.
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"Last night I dreamed about you, Miss Fairlie. I was standing inside the communion rails of a church - I on one side of the altar-table, and the clergyman... on the other.
"After a time there walked toward us... a man and a woman, coming to be married. You were the woman. You looked so pretty and innocent in your beautiful white silk dress... my heart felt for you, and the tears came into my eyes.
"They were tears of pity... they turned into two rays of light which slanted nearer and nearer to the man standing at the altar with you, till they touched his breast... I looked along them, and I saw down into his inmost heart...
"It was black as night, and on it were written, in the red flaming letters which are the handwriting of the fallen angel, 'Without pity and without remorse. He has strewn with misery the paths of others, and he will live to strew with misery the path of this woman by his side'... then the rays of light shifted and pointed over his shoulder; and there behind him, stood a fiend laughing. And the rays of light shifted once more... and there, behind you, stood an angel weeping".

extract from The Woman In White, by Wilkie Collins

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* Psst -- don't miss out on this giveaway, ending March 16th *

Saturday, February 25, 2012

on Euryale, and Mel Odom

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Euryale cover art, by Mel Odom

For some reason, while I was helping B put together her list of book recommendations today, I was suddenly reminded of a book I myself had enjoyed very much when I was a kid. The book was Euryale, by Kara Dalkey; as a teenager, I'd bought it for four bucks and had been very struck by both the story and the cover art. In a vague panic, I ran downstairs and scanned all the bookshelves to see if I could find it - wonderfully, I did; it was still in its plastic book cover from the 1980s.

It's quite an original story really - a romance, set in ancient Rome - about Euryale, one of the three Gorgons. Yep, I told you it was pretty original. I remember reading the book several times, for I've always had a soft spot for the Gorgons. You know what happened to poor Medusa of course; the movie Clash of the Titans has helped keep that legend alive in our modern times. But I was always puzzled why it was that, in the movies, Perseus is shown riding Pegasus to go slay Medusa, when the story I know from classical mythology says that Pegasus, along with Chrysaor his brother, sprang from Medusa's body when Perseus beheaded her (she had been pregnant by Poseidon at the time).

In any case, Euryale was one of Medusa's sisters. There were three Gorgons, did you know, but unlike poor Medusa, who was mortal, her sisters Euryale and Stheno were immortal. Ms Dalkey's book is a fascinating look at life from a Gorgon's point of view - I heartily recommend it if you can find a copy (it was published in 1988; I plan to relive my youth and read it again this week!).

Now the cover art - that's the picture above - is by an artist named Mel Odom. Isn't it lovely? Strange, mesmerising, otherworldly. Even as a teenager, I'd been very taken with the illustration's atmospheric, Art Deco style; the depth of the eyes; the soft, fluid lines and colours. But, being the 80s (and a kid), I couldn't learn anything about the artist or see any more of his work. There was just his name in small print on the inside of the book, and that was all I knew.

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Now, more than two decades later, with all the wonders of the Internet at my fingertips, I've found Mr Odom's biography and art online - even his own website. Among other things, I've learnt that Mr Odom was the creator of the Gene Marshall doll, a gorgeous fashion doll intended primarily for adult collectors. Check them out here (I'd personally love to have Madra Lord!). You can also see - and purchase - Mr Odom's lush, dreamy work here.

Friday, February 10, 2012

I, Elizabeth

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I'm mad about history, and thanks to the wonders of YouTube, I'd managed to catch a 5-part documentary on Elizabeth I of England (unfortunately, I don't know the name of the documentary, or who produced it, as the person who'd uploaded it cut those out).

Well, if you know anything about Elizabeth I at all, you'd know that despite her various shortcomings -- including exceeding vanity, aggravating indecision and a hot temper -- she was widely admired for her prodigious intellect, willpower, energy and drive. She was generally loved by her people, and ruled England for over 44 years.

The documentary featured several authorities on the queen, including a couple of well-known authors, and I was struck by what one of them -- Rosalind Miles, the author of I, Elizabeth -- said. Contrary to expectations, Jane Grey had just been executed, and Mary, Elizabeth's half-sister, had become queen.

"Elizabeth at this point must have just got her eyes on the ball and thought, 'Walk carefully. Watch your step. Do as little as possible, and it will come to you'. And throughout her life, that was her policy. Masterly inactivity -- watch and wait".

In Part 5, Ms Miles closed the documentary with these words, worthy enough for an epitaph: "She had everything that women want. She lived her life to the full, she knew the love of good men and a good country, and she died at peace in her own bed".

Thursday, December 22, 2011

loving today: book 7

The seventh literary Loving Today inspired by this post.
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The smile that flitted across Arthur's face was a faint one, and instead of following Mr Irwine's playful lead, he said, quite seriously – "Yes, that's the worst of it. It's a desperately vexatious thing, that after all one's reflections and quiet determinations, we should be ruled by moods that one can't calculate on beforehand. I don't think a man ought to be blamed so much if he is betrayed into doing things in that way, in spite of his resolutions".

extract from Adam Bede, by George Eliot

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Tuesday, November 29, 2011

loving today: Book 6

The sixth literary Loving Today inspired by this post.
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... she had dark blue eyes and kept her skin lily pale, and her hair was wonderful, and untouched by bleach or powder; fair and thick and uncurling, yet full with a natural ripple...
extract from The Fair Hair of Ambrosine

He must have been a god of fishes, for there was nothing else near that island but a monstrous fish...
extract from Florence Flannery

Halfway up he paused, suddenly wondering who had thought to leave the light.

"Not my lady wife – not my royal Countess," he grinned.

Then a sudden pang of horror almost sobered him. Jane had never forgotten to put a candle in the hall.

extract from The Housekeeper

... the long rays of the lamplight showed him pale, haggard... with tumbled fair hair and a torn shirt under his mantle, and at his wrist a ragged bunch of hemlock thrust into his sash.
extract from Kecksies

While he was holding it under the candle flame and gazing at the whiteness of diamond, pearl, and enamel, the masked man repeated his words.
"Now will you come?"
extract from The Adventure of Mr John Proudie

"I was very busy hiding all the china – but one set they got – a Crown Derby tea service…"

"With one plate missing!” cried Martha Pym. "I bought it… I was wondering if you’d found it –"

"I hid it," piped Ms Lefain.

extract from The Crown Derby Plate

I have always felt a strange interest in this picture... I was always fascinated by the dress of the lady. This is of dark-green... an uncommon colour to use in a portrait and, perhaps, in a lady's dress...
extract from The Avenging of Ann Leete

As she turned, she half-stumbled against a chair, caught at it, and noticed, hanging over the back, a skirt of peach-coloured silk.
extract from The Scoured Silk

all extracts from The Bishop of Hell & Other Stories, by Marjorie Bowen

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Monday, November 14, 2011

on transcendent mornings and moments

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You may already know that I read of book of devotions as part of my morning prayers every day. I find it such a wonderful way to get the day started on the right foot -- with God -- especially if it's one of those mornings after a troubled sleep, or where your mind fills up with worries and anxieties even before you get out of bed!

More and more I know how important it is that I seek God, spend time with Him, every day, and continually throughout the day. To be actively, habitually conscious of God's presence in my life, His providence and His blessings, makes it that much easier to trust to His goodness and faithfulness during challenging times. It is so, so true what it says in Isaiah, I know it from my own experience: "You will guard him and keep him in perfect and constant peace whose mind [both its inclination and its character] is stayed on You, because he commits himself to You, leans on You, and hopes confidently in You" (Isa 26:3). And indeed -- without fail -- God is faithful to deliver me.

I was speaking with a friend the other day, and she admitted that she only prayed and sought God when she was desperate, or in trouble. I realised as I listened to her that if we do that -- without the foundation of daily experience and fellowshipping with God -- those prayers are somehow more despairing than confident, and are plagued by doubts and fears. It makes it hard for us to have peace during the trial, and feel secure in the knowledge that God hears us, loves us, and cares about us.

"Then you will call upon Me, and you will come and pray to Me, and I will hear and heed you. Then you will seek Me, inquire for, and require Me [as a vital necessity] and find Me when you search for Me with all your heart", says Jeremiah 29:12-14. I know how easy it is to overlook all the good things God does do for us, and focus on all the things we think He should do, but doesn't. Thanking God every morning, and asking Him to guide my thoughts and actions, greatly helps me with my attitude and perspective.

As Proverbs 3:5-7 says, "In all your ways know, recognise, and acknowledge Him, and He will direct and make straight and plain your paths".

So -- my book of morning devotions. I read New Day, New You by Joyce Meyer, and I wanted to share this very recent devotion with you. It's entitled Spiritual Nourishment, and is based on Luke 12:22-23: "I tell you, do not be anxious and troubled [with cares] about your life, as to what you will [have to] eat; or about your body, as to what you will [have to] wear. For life is more than food, and the body [more] than clothes".

The devotion reads: "If you have a rich spiritual life, you'll already be satisfied with the moment, the day, the year. We all have these moments at time. You wander through a summer field of fireflies and suddenly feel still and awed at the beauty of it all. You hold your new son or grandson on your lap and you feel a great spiritual bond of love all around you. You're sitting in a pew Sunday morning and the light comes through the stained glass and fills your heart with joy. The moment is complete in itself. You don't think, My heart is full of joy, and boy, do I wish I had a slice of chocolate cake in my hand!

"... In fact, we should all feel those transcendent moments more often than we do. I believe they are essential to physical, emotional and spiritual health. And I think we spend too little time trying to achieve them and too much time meditating on our problems... if we stew in our problems all the time, they are only going to be with us that much more.

"Get your mind off the problems, and spend more time meditating on the one, true solution -- God's love. Our problems in life... should drive us to God, not away from Him... Run to God! He won't just help you find the solutions to your spiritual hunger; He is the solution!" (New Day, New You by Joyce Meyer, p 317).

Thursday, November 10, 2011

on Daniel, and great Bible stories

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So I've been re-reading the book of Daniel, and just finished Chapter 6, which tells the story of Daniel in the lions' den. I was so struck by the words in this chapter and wanted to share them, but first, it brought to my mind this book of Bible stories I had as a child.

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Called The Greatest Bible Stories, it was published by Octopus Books in 1973, and edited by Diana Bremer. Even as a child I was fascinated by the wonderful artwork -- real, proper illustration, without the aid of fancy software -- and now as an adult I still marvel at it. Unfortunately the artist is not identified; the art was simply attributed to L'Esperto S.p.A. Just take a gander at these beauties:

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Ignorance really was bliss.

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Have you ever seen the Flood depicted like this? In a children's book? Bet those guys there wish they hadn't laughed at Noah.

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Joseph being sold by his brothers into slavery. I love the way the artist would have one of the characters turn to look directly at the reader.

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The night of the Passover, where every first-born creature of the Egyptians was slain.

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The death of Absalom, King David's eldest son. His famously thick hair caught in the boughs of a tree and he was swept off his saddle, where he hung till Joab came to kill him.

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Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego in the fiery furnace.

I actually love this story by the way. When King Nebuchadnezzar asked them, "Is it true, O Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, that you do not serve my gods or worship the golden image which I have set up?", they answered, "O Nebuchadnezzar, it is not necessary for us to answer you on this point.

If our God Whom we serve is able to deliver us from the burning fiery furnace, He will deliver us out of your hand, O king.

But if not, let it be known to you, O king, that we will not serve your gods or worship the golden image which you have set up!" (Dan 3:14-18)

So the three were cast into the burning fiery furnace, which got turned up seven times hotter because the king was so mad. But!

"... Nebuchadnezzar the king [saw and] was astounded, and he jumped up and said to his counselors, Did we not cast three men bound into the midst of the fire? They answered, True, O king.

He answered, Behold, I see four men loose, walking in the midst of the fire, and they are not hurt! And the form of the fourth is like a son of the gods!

Then Nebuchadnezzar came near to the mouth of the burning fiery furnace and said, Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, you servants of the Most High God, come out and come here. Then Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego came out from the midst of the fire.

And the satraps, the deputies, the governors, and the king's counselors gathered around together and saw these men -- that the fire had no power upon their bodies, nor was the hair of their head singed; neither were their garments scorched or changed in color or condition, nor had even the smell of smoke clung to them.

Then Nebuchadnezzar said, Blessed be the God of Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, Who has sent His angel and delivered His servants who believed in, trusted in, and relied on Him! And they set aside the king's command and yielded their bodies rather than serve or worship any god except their own God.

Therefore I make a decree that any people, nation, and language that speaks anything amiss against the God of Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego shall be cut in pieces and their houses be made a dunghill, for there is no other God who can deliver in this way!" (Dan 3:24-29). Isn't that great??

And look!

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It's Belshazzar and the writing on the wall. The inscription was MENE, MENE, TEKEL, UPHARSIN -- numbered, numbered, weighed, divisions.

And now, Daniel in the lion's den:

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Isn't this great?? And now they've even got the lion looking at the reader!

So okay, as I think most people know, Daniel defied the king's decree that no one was to ask a petition of any god or man -- except of the king -- for 30 days. Anyone who did so would be cast into the den of lions.

"Now when Daniel knew that the writing was signed, he went into his house, and his windows being open in his chamber toward Jerusalem, he got down upon his knees three times a day and prayed and gave thanks before his God, as he had done previously" (Dan 6:10) (Note: I think praying through one's day is a great way to stay close to God, to be strengthened and encouraged as the day wears on).

Well, Daniel was cast into the den of lions. The decree had actually been brought about by the connivance of a bunch of envious deputies and governors, and King Darius himself was in fact grieved about Daniel, and sought to deliver him. However, the law was that no decree of the king could be changed or repealed.

So the king said to Daniel, "May your God, Whom you are serving continually, deliver you!", and he "went to his palace and passed the night fasting".

And everyone knows of course that God did indeed deliver Daniel, and he was not hurt by the lions at all in any way (as a side note, the king commanded the men who had accused Daniel -- as well as their wives and children - eep! -- to be cast into the den; the lions "overpowered them and had broken their bones in pieces" before they even reached the bottom).

Which brings me to the decree that King Darius wrote. It was an order that everyone in his dominion must "tremble and fear before the God of Daniel". What struck me were the words of this decree, which were so uplifting, so powerful to me that I made them part of my own prayer; I pray that you will be empowered by them too!

He is the living God, enduring and steadfast forever, and His kingdom shall not be destroyed and His dominion shall be even to the end [of the world].

He is a Savior and Deliverer, and He works signs and wonders in the heavens and on the earth -- He Who has delivered Daniel from the power of the lions.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

loving today: Book 5

The fifth literary Loving Today inspired by this post.
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"Where is it?" thought Raskolnikov. "Where is it I've read that someone condemned to death says or thinks, an hour before his death, that if he had to live on some high rock, on such a narrow ledge that he'd only room to stand, and the ocean, everlasting darkness, everlasting solitude, everlasting tempest around him, if he had to remain standing on a square yard of space all his life, a thousand years, eternity, it were better to live so than to die at once! Only to live, to live and live! Life, whatever it may be!... "

extract from Crime And Punishment, Pt 2, Ch 6, by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

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Monday, October 31, 2011

loving today: Book 4

The fourth literary Loving Today inspired by this post.
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"No doubt you were in a hurry to give me a reputation for eccentricity: according to you, I am a Lara, a Manfred, a Lord Ruthwen. Then, once the time for seeing me as eccentric has gone, the image is spoiled and you try to turn me into an ordinary man. You want me to be commonplace and vulgar. You even ask me for explanations. Come, come, Monsieur Beauchamp! You are joking!"

"And yet," Beauchamp replied haughtily, "there are some occasions when honesty commands us…"

"What commands the Count of Monte Cristo," the strange man interrupted, "is the Count of Monte Cristo. So, not a word of all this, I beg you. I do what I wish, Monsieur Beauchamp, and believe me, it is always very well done".

extract from The Count Of Monte Cristo, Ch 88, by Alexandre Dumas

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Thursday, October 20, 2011

loving today: Book 3

The third literary Loving Today inspired by this post.
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"Oh, bless my little black soul, Mister Vandemar, do you see what I see?" The voice was soft, close: they must have been nearer to her than she had imagined. "I spy, with my little eye, something that's going to be --"

"Dead in a minute, Mister Croup," said the flat voice, from above her.

"Our principal will be delighted."

And the girl pulled whatever she could find deep inside her soul, from all the pain, and the hurt and the fear. She was spent, burnt out, and utterly exhausted. She had nowhere to go, no power left, no time. "If it's the last door I open," she prayed, silently, to the Temple, to the Arch. "Somewhere... anywhere... safe..." and then she thought, wildly, "Somebody".

And as she began to pass out, she tried to open a door.

As the darkness took her, she heard Mr Croup's voice, as if from a long way away. It said, "Bugger and blast".

extract from Neverwhere, Ch 1, by Neil Gaiman

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Wednesday, October 19, 2011

on wilkie collins, and a system of life

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I've been re-reading The Legacy of Cain by Wilkie Collins, the author of the more famous classics The Woman in White and The Moonstone. I personally love Mr Collins; I love his dramatic, entertaining "sensation novel" style, his wit, his grandiloquence, his lavish, convoluted imagination.

The Legacy of Cain was published in 1888, and explores the concept of hereditary evil; it was the final novel completed by Collins. Re-reading it now, almost two decades after I had in university, I come across bits that make me pause and reflect, that make me nod, or smile to myself a little. This one I thought I'd share with you :)
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A sigh escaped the poor lady. Experience told her that my father was going to hold forth.

"You don't know what a philosopher is!" he repeated. "Be so kind as to look at Me. I am a philosopher."

Mrs. Staveley bowed.

"And a philosopher, my charming friend, is a man who has discovered a system of life. Some systems assert themselves in volumes -- my system asserts itself in two words: Never think of anything until you have first asked yourself if there is an absolute necessity for doing it, at that particular moment.

"Thinking of things, when things needn't be thought of, is offering an opportunity to Worry; and Worry is the favorite agent of Death when the destroyer handles his work in a lingering way, and achieves premature results. Never look back, and never look forward, as long as you can possibly help it...

"The present time is the precious time. Live for the passing day: the passing day is all that we can be sure of. You suggested, just now, that I should ask my son if he was engaged to be married. How do we know what wear and tear of your nervous texture I succeeded in saving when I said: 'Wait till Philip mentions it without asking?' There is the personal application of my system" (Ch XLII, ital mine).

Monday, October 17, 2011

loving today: Book 2

The second literary Loving Today inspired by this post.
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Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta.

She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always Lolita.

extract from Lolita, Part 1, Ch 1, by Vladimir Nabokov

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Monday, October 10, 2011

loving today: Book 1

Remember that post I did on "what to read"? And remember how I wondered if I could do a Loving Today for each of those books? Well, I decided to try!

I'm choosing things that somehow remind me of each book; subjective associations, as it were, rather than literal translations. Hopefully I manage to capture at least a sense of the book, indefinite though it may be, and inspire you to go read it :)
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Arabella, with her hands folded in front of her, looked at them all with a calm, indifferent expression upon her face. She did not trouble to answer any of their kind inquiries. She seemed neither surprized nor embarrassed to find them there.

"Where in the world have you been?" demanded Strange.

"Walking," she said. Her voice was just as it had always been.

"Walking! Arabella, are you quite mad? In three feet of snow? Where?"

"In the dark woods," she said, "among my soft-sleeping brothers and sisters. Across the high moors among the sweet-scented ghosts of my brothers and sisters long dead. Under the grey sky through the dreams and murmurs of my brothers and sisters yet to come".

extract from Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell, by Susanna Clarke

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Tuesday, October 4, 2011

what to read on a deserted island

Daily Candy had a great article a few days ago entitled 101 Great Books to Keep You Busy from Now On: What to Read on a Deserted Island.

To solve the problem of "what should we read?", they polled their editors and reader friends about their favourite books. "The results were effusive, even overwhelming at times", they wrote, but they managed to successfully come up with an impressive list of 101 great reads.

Of course we all have our personal feelings about what makes for outstanding literature. I applauded the inclusion of Brave New World, Into The Wild, To Kill a Mockingbird, Anna Karenina, Little Women, and The Fountainhead, as well as the books by John Irving, but I couldn't help wondering about the likes of Flowers In The Attic, The Secret History, and -- hnnngh -- Harry Potter. Twilight was left out at any rate haha..

Well, I thought I'd put together a little collection myself, certainly just a scratch on the surface of the world's great literature. But some of them are pretty thick, so they should keep you well occupied on that deserted island :)

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1. Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell by Susanna Clark
2. Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov
3. Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman
4. The Count Of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas
5. Crime And Punishment by Fyodor Dostoyevsky
6. The Bishop Of Hell & Other Stories by Marjorie Bowen
7. Adam Bede by George Eliot
8. The Woman In White by Wilkie Collins
9. The Gormenghast Novels by Mervyn Peake

I wonder if I could do a Loving Today for each of them?

Friday, September 16, 2011

a raffish Rossetti

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Beatrice, by Dante Gabriel Rossetti; Edith Nesbit

I've been reading Edith Nesbit -- noo, not The Railway Children -- but The Power of Darkness. Yes, Tales of Terror!! from the author renowned for her charming children's classics, which influenced the likes of C.S. Lewis, P.L. Travers, and J.K. Rowling.

So far all the stories have been wonderfully chilling -- imaginative and unsettling -- and often harsh and unhappy; quite unlike the buoyant cheerfulness of Ms Nesbit's children's tales. I finished reading one story entitled The Shadow, and it put me in mind of these verses in the book of Job (4:13-15, italics mine):

In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falls on men,

Fear came upon me and trembling, which made all my bones shake.

Then a spirit passed before my face; the hair of my flesh stood up!

Isn' t that just awesome literature? Written some time between the 6th and 4th century BC. But alright, back to Ms Nesbit. Ada Chesterton, wife of author G.K. Chesterton, described her thus: "[She] was always surrounded by adoring young men, dazzled by her vitality, amazing talent and the sheer magnificence of her appearance. She was a very tall woman, built on a grand scale, and on festive occasions wore a trailing gown of peacock blue satin with strings of beads and Indian bangles from the wrist to the elbow.

"Madame, as she was always called, smoked incessantly, and her long cigarette holder became an indissoluble part of the picture she suggested -- a raffish Rossetti, with a long full throat and dark luxuriant hair, smoothly parted.


"She was a wonderful woman, large-hearted, amazingly unconventional, but with such strange reversions to ultra-respectable standards. She could write unconcernedly in the midst of a crowd, smoking like a chimney all the while" (The Chestertons, 1941).

Can you just imagine? The turn of the century, and Ms Nesbit hosting these lavish parties at her home Well Hall, with literary friends like George Bernard Shaw and H.G. Wells, as well as her political ones. The conversations and happenings at these gatherings must surely have been of the sort to which one might apply terms like "sparkling", "witty", "intellectual", "flamboyant", with sharp asides and bons mots every few seconds.

And the style... It got me thinking about what pieces were still wearable today, some 100 years later. Artistic, modern, feminine, haunting -- here's to raffish Rossettis, wonderful women, and stories that make the hair of your flesh stand up!

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