women do not have the potential to be great (and other misnomers).

Yeah, you read that right. Follow-up beneath the cut-link.

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thoughts on: lolita by vladimir nabokov

 

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Confession: I am not actually done with Lolita, but I’ve progressed relatively far into the book during my English class’s brain fuel sessions – and from previous friends and acquaintances’ input and my own Internet sleuthing (my greatest weakness is my habitual Wikipedia-trolling in the moments where I should be doing anything but), I am already aware of how the book ends. However, I haven’t included any specifics, so for anyone who is planning to read the book and doesn’t want spoilers, it should be fairly safe.

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“what did you do over winter break?”

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In English the other day, we were given an assignment to write a funny story about our winter breaks, and why they were funny. Now, I thought I was the only one to have nothing exciting to say, but judging by the chorus of groans and “ugh”s i heard, I wasn’t alone. 
As I was writing, I got to thinking. (And Lord knows, that’s dangerous.) yeah, maybe by conventional standards I “wasted” my break. Maybe I didn’t travel or do new things or fill my social calendar with exciting parties and events. But frankly, it’s unrealistic to expect such things. 

a tale of two cities: goodbye, old friend.

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For weeks, A Tale Of Two Cities has been a constant in my backpack, my English class, and my subconscious. The novel had become a huge part of my academic life – most notoriously, the night before my English test where I stayed up until midnight to go over and do notes until my hands were cramping. Dickens’ complicated 1800’s language and obscure Greek metaphors plagued my mind. Now, our journey is over.
And, predictably, I have a few thoughts.

being recalled to life?

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In the first book of ‘A Tale of Two Cities,’ there is this highly speculated, reoccurring theme/phrase of being ‘recalled to life.’ As we learn later on in the book, being ‘recalled to life’ is something of an extended metaphor that applies to Mr. Lorry and Lucie Manette’s freeing of Dr. Manette (Lucie’s estranged father) from a life of solitude after years of separation and some traumatizing jail time on Dr. Manette’s part.

Anyhow, it got me thinking – especially as throughout the first book, Lorry is contemplating the possible results and outcomes of his ‘recalling’ Manette to life. He thinks up potential conversations with Manette, asking him how long he had been ‘buried alive’ (hence the extended metaphor, what with being ‘recalled to life’), if he wanted to see ‘her’ (Lucie), et cetera. There’s this part that really got to me; the fact that Lorry isn’t sure – both before and even after he actually goes through with recalling Manette to life – that freeing Manette is even a good idea; if Manette even wants to be recalled.

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on the nature of humans (featuring some art terms, and ap euro).

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Last week in English, we spent quite a bit of time dissecting the first paragraph of Charles Dickens’s “A Tale of Two Cities.” You know, that run-on sentence, “it was the best of times, it was the worst of times, [insert 239857230573 more opposites]”?

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grave digging and responsibility (of all things).

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You are on your way to dig yourself out of a grave.

You did this to yourself. You are the verdict of ‘guilty’ that weighs heavier than the headstone of your grave. You are the final closing of the coffin; the earth of your final prison.

You are the grave robber. You are a greedy thing; a sinful, guilty thing. But you are flesh and bone; air and sun; mind and heart. You are not a thing of the earth; you will be free even if you do not deserve it.

(You did this, and now you will undo it.)

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thoughts on: the night circus by erin morgenstern

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Sometimes there are books that are 400 pages long but feel like 800 (ahem, “Katherines”), and sometimes there are books that are 400 that you wish were 800 pages long. “The Night Circus” by Erin Morgenstern falls solidly into the latter category. Onto the cut-link to read more of my incoherent rambling over my latest, favorite brain-fuel book.

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a few words on responsibility (and toilets, of all things).

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For those of you who are not from Theriault’s Honors English class(es), Mr. Theriault likes to give speeches. Well, talks, really. It’s safe to say that many days we get more than a little off-topic and sometimes find ourselves listening to talks about life problems – no offense or anything, Mr. T; these are important things we’re talking about after all, because it’s not like we’re ever going to use personification and allegory or whatever other literary devices in our future lives, right?

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