The Library of Liz

A spot for Liz's daily occurences and random thoughts.

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Location: Salt Lake City &/or Pleasant Grove, Utah, United States

I'm a young student at the University of Utah who can't wait for good weather and at least one stress-free week (is there such a thing?).

Friday, June 30, 2006

One of my favorite books is Peter Pan and the author, Sir James Matthew Barrie, said some pretty inspiring things. A quote by Barrie that I read recently was very inspiring to me and I'd like to share it:

The life of every man is a diary in which he means to write one story, and writes another, and his humblest hour is when he compares the volume as it is with what he vowed to make it.

I hope to make my life as close to the story I mean to write as possible.

Here's another quote I just came across by another favorite author (Francis Hodgson Burnett, who wrote The Little Princess and The Secret Garden):

“At first people refuse to believe that a strange new thing can be done, then they begin to hope that it can be done, then they see that it can be done - then it is done and all the world wonders why it was not done centuries ago.”

I Did It!

I finished the ten pages I said that I would write for June! In fact, I did about twelve pages. *cheers* It feels so good to be accomplishing something with my writing. I love to write, but there just isn't enough free time during Fall and Spring terms to write what I'd like to. I've even managed to write some poetry this month. =) Hopefully, I will keep my writing up. I'd like to set aside time during school to write what I choose, as well--it will definitely be tough, but if I remember how wonderful I feel when I'm writing of my own free will then I may just be able to do it.

Mary finished her ten pages, too, and I read/commented on them today. They were very good (write more, Mary, write more!). Now, Jeff will take us both out to ice cream! Yippee! *I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream! Especially this ice cream*

Now, if only I could get around to doing the fantasy genre research project/paper I keep promising myself I'll do. . .

Saturday, June 24, 2006

And conditions spiral downward . . .

Little or no sleep is being obtained in this house right now. Gabby is officially ill and is letting everyone share in her misery. She always screeches when she wakes up (not being very good at waking up or falling asleep), but now she is waking up more frequently . . . Both Gabby and Nikki have conjunctivitis--pink eye--in both eyes as well. All we need for things to be worse is for Ethan to become more ill (he hasn't had worse than a slight fever this week), Danny to become sick, and for me to have strep added to my list of pains. Just as I was thanking the powers that be that this is Saturday and Danny doesn't work, I was told that he'll be spending a few hours with the missionaries (he's the ward mission leader now). I think I may just go back to bed for a few hours while he's still here. *yawn* Can anyone tell me what it's like not to be tired? I seem to have forgotten . . .

On a brighter note--I wrote a page and a half on Tetiana yesterday. Of course, since I've been slacking, I still have two and a half pages to write to meet the ten page goal Mary and I have set for ourselves for June. I hope to write at least one page today, if all goes well. Since the general trend of things in this house lately has not been going well, my fingers are crossed.

Thursday, June 22, 2006

Well, things have been kinda crazy lately . . .

I haven't really spent the time on my novel-in-progress, Tetiana, that I wanted to spend while I am here in North Dakota. Unfortunately, Nikki and baby Elijah are both very sick right now and I am doing quite a lot of babysitting and cleaning around the house (Dan, being in the Air Force, can't exactly ask to have work off). Also, any freetime I might have has been sucked up by an addictive game, "Heroes of Might and Magic II", which Danny introduced me to this week. Currently, I am playing three games (one three-player with Danny and Nikki, one two-player with Nikki, and a one-player game). I can't seem to stop playing! This thing is worse than Neopets! *Note to self: get more self-control*

I, myself, am feeling under the weather and look forward to deteriorating conditions, seeing as how Gabby has begun to cough and all of the illnesses plaguing Nikki and Elijah are contagious (strep, pharyngitis, thrush . . .). Wish me luck and an excellent immune system!

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

*Embarrassed*

For all those out there who have ever been signed in to any sort of instant messenger without knowing it--you're not alone. I feel your pain (and embarrassment). I hate the feeling of coming up to the computer and seeing hours-old messages that end in "you there?" or "ignoring me, huh?" or "I'm not talking to you again!" *sigh* I'm off to triple check that I'm not going to get automatically signed in again. I can't figure out how it happened in the first place. . .

Minot, North Dakota

Right now I'm at the Minot Air Force Base visiting my brother Dan and his family (love them all, by the way) and I've noticed a couple things. A) with family around, it's easy to slip into a new routine/environment B) North Dakota does not like my forehead.

As for "A"--I've always hated travelling (not the seeing new places/having fun part, but the ceaseless driving, packing, perpetual visitor part) and I thought it would be really tough fitting in as a house guest, but it's actually been really easy. Family's great. ^_^ I love spending time with Dan, Nikki, Ethan, Gabby and Elijah.

And "B", well . . . let's just say that Nikki may have beaned me in the head with a dvd (accidentally, of course) early on in my stay, and I may just have a wee bit of a scar *ahem*; on the drive up, and now that I'm here, I keep hitting my head on any vehicle I get into (yes, I am a klutz); and a few hours ago baby Elijah discovered that he could stick the suction-cup fish from Dan and Nikki's shower on my head and pull it off again repeatedly and I have a red circle imprinted on my forehead (next to the scar, actually) that won't go away. Wonder what else my forehead has in store? (Gosh, I hope this circle goes away . . .)

Friday, June 09, 2006

You know you're tired when . . .

. . . you type your email address in backwards.

. . . you can't even spell your own name correctly.

. . . you can't hold a single train of thought--or finish a single sentence in your journal.

. . . you've read the same paragraph in your book five times without noticing it.

. . . you don't realize someone's talking to you until they say "hey, aren't you listening?"

. . . you dial the wrong number when you're calling home.

. . . you go online to check your email and can't recall why you're at the computer.

. . . just reading or hearing the word "yawn" can make you yawn.

Telephone Terrors

Some of you might know what it's like to be afraid of the telephone--some more than others. I seem to have developed "phone fears", "dialing distress", and "answering apprehension" to an art. It's not that I don't like talking to people; I rather enjoy a good conversation. My problems all deal entirely with, and are only posed by, phone conversations (ok, a few can be run into when chatting/instant messaging online, but only sort-of . . . ah, you'll see what I mean).


Problem #1:

You need a specific reason to call someone on the phone.

At least, a reason is expected by common practices and views. Whereas it is easy to come across someone and strike up a conversation or notice that someone's online and say (well, type) "hey", it is quite a different thing to pick up the phone, dial someones number (which, if you have a memory like mine, generally has to be looked up somehow), and what? say "hi, I just called for the sake of calling", or perhaps "I just felt like I should call--wanted to keep in touch, you know". If you aren't calling your significant other, it may be taken the wrong way if you said something like "I just wanted to hear your voice". Sometimes, I feel like calling and saying "Well, I just wanted to catch up with you--find out how you're doing, let you know how I'm doing, that sort of thing," but that not only sounds odd (why not just email? or wait until you had something worthwhile to say?), the opportunity rarely comes when it can actually be said.

Generally, after the exchange of "hello"s, there is an expectant silence from the . . . call-ee? . . . as he/she waits for the caller to speak. It is during this expectant silence that Problem #2 begins to be felt, quite acutely, by the caller. Silences during phone calls are not only uncomfortable, they are taboo. The caller may begin, at this point, to wonder just why they did call and if it was really worth it, whatever the reason was. Things may be made easier if the call-ee has something to say to the caller and only later thinks to ask why the caller called in the first place (unforseen circumstances on either side may also be helpful, but--then again--might just lead into Problem #3), in which case the caller can just voice the verbal equivalent of a shrug--"No reason", "Doesn't matter", etc.

Things become further complicated if the call-ee is exceptionally busy/frazzled at the time of the call. The caller may imagine the call-ee thinking things like "they bothered me now for that?" or "why did I have to answer the phone?". Or, what if the person isn't home? Answering machine Anxieties crop up. (Should I just hang up? you wonder, or should I leave a message saying I called? What if they call back and ask why I called only to find my reason isn't important enough? Do they have CallerID--if they do, I can't just hang up, but if they don't . . . you get the idea.)

With cell phones it's even worse--don't even get me started on them . . .


Problem #2:

Phone conversations leave no time for thought and no opportunity for non-verbal communication, either.

This fact becomes exceptionally prominent in the forefront of ones brain when an uncomfortable silence falls during a phone conversation. What more need be said?

Problem #3:

There is no way of knowing what the other person in a telephone conversation is doing--and they have no way of knowing what you are doing, either.

This means that the chances of having a conversation with someone who is not multitasking in some way are highly unlikely. It also means that you, as a call-ee or a caller, are more likely to be tempted to multitask and less likely to give 100% of your attention to the conversation. Not a very good communication tactic . . . Also, background noises tend to give hints of what's going on and it is hard to tell just what the other person knows you can hear or what they, themselves, can hear from your end; a fact which creates unique situations and dilemmas.

When chatting/Instant Messaging, you also don't know what the other person is doing--in fact, they could be carrying on five conversations online, one on the phone, playing games and doing homework at the same time and you could have no idea. The difference is, you don't care. No strange silences/sounds arise because of their multitasking--in fact, it is expected that you are doing any number of things when you are online.


Problem #4:

You never know who might answer (yes, even with cell phones).

Have you ever called someone--either on a cell phone only they should have or someone who lives alone--and had no idea who answered the phone? Or answered the phone and been mistaken for someone else? Recieved or called wrong numbers? If so, then you know why this is a problem.

Aside from the obvious difficulties associated with this problem, there is also the chance that the person who answers the phone--while not the person you intended to call--knows you and begins to talk to you. This is fine, usually, but it tends to make a quick phone call long or a long phone call longer. What is worse is when the person who answers hangs up when they're done talking to you (apparently forgetting that you called them), or you forget your reason for calling, leaving you wondering whether you should call back immediately to try to get the person you called for in the first place--chancing that the other person will answer the phone--or wait and call later. Or, perhaps, forget the call entirely. This Dialing Dilemma is not easily solved by those who don't wish to embarrass themselves or anyone else and enjoy avoiding any confusing situation.


There are other contributing problems to Telephone Terrors, but I think you get my drift . . . and, if you have never experiences Answering Anxiety or Phone Frustration, perhaps you understand why some people do.

Sunday, June 04, 2006

These are a few of my favorite things . . .

Authors/Books:

Francis Hodgson Burnett/A Little Princess, The Secret Garden
Gail Carson Levine/Ella Enchanted, The Two Princesses of Bamarre
Charles Dickens/um, all of them ^_^
Fyodor Dostoevsky/Crime and Punishment
Leo Tolstoy/Anna Karenina
Victor Hugo/The Hunchback of Notre Dame
Terry Pratchett/the hilarious Discworld series
JK Rowling/Harry Potter, of course
Gregory Maguire/Confessions of an Ugly Stepsister
CS Lewis/The Chronicles of Narnia series, The Screwtape Letters
JRR Tolkein/The Lord of the Rings
this list is getting too long, and I have the feeling it will never end, so . . . on to the next subject!

Movies:

Almost anything with Audrey Hepburn, Cary Grant, James Stewart, Katharine Hepburn, Peter O'Toole . . . ok, this list might not end, either. Main point: old movies are the best. Classics like The Philadelphia Story, How to Steal a Million, and all the Alfred Hitchcock movies. I also love musicals (especially Kismet and Fiddler on the Roof).

Topics of Interest:

These are things I might study on my own just because I'm interested.

Fairytales--history and adaptations
Fantasy--defining the genre
Genetic Engineering (Botanical)
Poetic Styles
Shakespeare
Egyptology
Middle Eastern Conflicts and Current Events
Ecology/Environmentalist ideas
Music

Embarrassing Enjoyments (Hey, get your mind out of the gutter!):

Neopets.com (I must confess, I'm something of a Neoaddict *sigh*)
Harry Potter fandom (the books, not the movies. I've read them more times than you might guess)
Reading Children's Books (you're never too old for Dr. Suess, Abel's Island, Rudyard Kipling, Roald Dahl . . . need I go on?)

Music:

The Beatles! (John, Paul, George and Ringo were and are the best!) Actually, most classic rock rules. I also enjoy new age; classical (you know--Mozart, Bach, Beethoven); movie soundtracks like Peter Pan (the new one), The Lord of the Rings, Harry Potter, and other movies that just have great music. Actually, the only music I don't like is rap, heavy metal, and any other noise that is simply loud and degrading. I even enjoy Arnold Schoenberg's atonal music.

Food:

breadsticks, decent pizza, spinach salad, potatoe soup (I like most soup), ice cream, chocolate anything (especially Lindor truffles and caramel Cadbury Eggs), crisp apples, pasta (just not alfredo), grilled cheese sandwiches dipped in tomatoe soup, german chocolate cake, white cake with nothing on it . . . ok, now I'm just making myself hungry.

Things to do When I'm Bored:

Write (poetry, in journal, nonsense, my novel . . .)
Read
Nap
Walk around outside (if the weather's nice--sometimes, a light drizzle or snow counts as nice)
Catch up on all my online activities (you know--email, Elfwood, Writing.com, blogs, *cough* Neopets *cough*)

That's all for now, folks!

Energy:

the capacity of a physical system to do work, forceful exertion, enterprising or ambitious drive, a healthy capacity for vigorous activity, something Elizabeth Wilcox does not have right now.

Lately, I've been feeling somewhat . . . fatigued. Of course, that's not anything new, but it does make creative thinking difficult (and noncreative thinking, for that matter). I am writing a novel right now and I have done next to nothing with it in the past year, I haven't felt like coming up with any new poems, I haven't even felt like adding to my blog (as you may have noticed) or writing in my journal; my inspiration seems to have dried up along with my energy. Hopefully, I'll recharge this summer. And, if not, I'm going to begin training myself to accomplish more than the basics no matter how tired I am. Wish me luck!