Animals as teachers

A very young me, with one of our Pygmy goats, Holly.

Other than my sister, most of my companions when growing up were animals. They were my friends and my teachers, and really, still are.

Through my years I’ve learned a lot from them, and I believe that’s one of the reasons they were given to us in the first place. As it says in Job:

“But ask the animals, and they will teach you,

or the birds of the air, and they will tell you;

or speak to the earth and it will teach you,

or let the fish of the sea inform you.” –Job 12:7-8

 

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I bought a Nook

The new Nook color I just purchased.

Despite my love of printed media, I recently caved and bought a Nook. A friend and I entered Barnes & Noble to kill some time, not intending on buying anything, and the display at the front of the store caught my eye. The new color Nook. It looked so great!

Actually, in case you were thinking this was going somewhere else, it is kind of great. I really like mine, though I don’t fully understand how to use it yet. I can do the basic things, but it will take me some more time to be able to utilize all its capabilities.

The main reason I bought it is because I travel so much and I read so fast. On each trip I’m forced to take multiple books or else I’ll run out of things to read. With my Nook, I’ll only have to take it in its little leather cover and I can have all the books I want or need.

For those of you who are disappointed, don’t worry; while my Nook will be very useful and I do like it, I still don’t think anything can replace the feel of a real book in your hands, worn and dog-eared and maybe even highlighted. I love the musty smell of library books. Though I have my Nook now, I’ll continue to buy my favorite books in print. Nothing can replace that, still.

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Handwriting versus typing

Spiral Notebookphoto © 2006 Hey Paul | more info (via: Wylio)

When I first started writing, I wrote everything by hand. My first book, The Missing Link, was, in fact, written in an old hardcover notebook, the kind you probably used in grade school.

For a long time I clung to writing all of my important works that way– typing them up only when I was finished writing them – for fear that the computer would crash and I would lose all my work. With the invention of flash drives, however, and especially once I got my first laptop, I finally put away that old notion and began typing my stories. Now I’m not sure my hand could take writing hundreds of pages with pen and paper.

I am still suspicious of computers though, and I have learned to back up all my work very carefully. (Hey there’s a writing tip!) That’s something writing by hand will always have over typing. I’ve never seen a piece of paper quit working.

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Preparing for the move

Sex Toys in Boxes From the PHE Sale Filling Up the Dining Roomphoto © 2010 Jo Anna Barber | more info (via: Wylio)Preparing for my big move isn’t easy, especially while trying to finish these last few weeks of school.

With how often I’ve moved around, I should be an expert house-finder. Trying to find a house in the right area of Missouri, however, is proving to be more difficult than the last house I found, especially because of my special specifications — most notably a large, fenced yard for Ananda.

The house I’ve lived in this past year has been the perfect home for my roommate, Ananda and I, and I wish I could take it to Missouri with me. But I’m going to have enough trouble trying to move all my things there. I think I’ve somehow accumulated more stuff than I arrived here with. It’s funny how that happens… Continue reading

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It’s all in the telling: The seven plots of fiction

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When I first pick up a book, I read the first sentence and then flip to the last page and read the very last sentence. I’ve always figured that if those two aren’t interesting, the pages in between probably aren’t, either.

Some people are amazed when I tell them this. “Wait,” they protest. “That ruins the story!” These are the same people who cry, “No, no! Don’t tell me any more about that movie. I haven’t seen it yet and don’t want you to ruin the ending!” Continue reading

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