St. Patrick’s.
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men’s shoes. one of my most favorite things of all things.
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1. Why are guys named Ben usually extremely handsome?
2. Who came up with the idea for miniature golf? Or regular golf, for that matter?
3. Do moths serve a purpose?
4. Is anyone else excited about Hatfields & McCoys, or is it just me?
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In the 19th Century having a photograph taken was a lengthy process. Frustrated by the difficulties of getting children to sit still long enough to snap a proper photo , photographers in the 1800’s conceived of a technique called “The Hidden Mother”. Draping a sheet over the mothers head in an attempt to camouflage her as a part of the furniture to better emphasize the child, the mother was then able to hold her infant and keep them still long enough for the camera to get an exposure. Vintage photographs already have a eerie feel to them, but these images of moms as cloaked phantoms take the creep factor to the next level.
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recently read: Winter’s Bone, Daniel Woodrell
I have been waiting to read this book for a while now, so I decided to kick off my summer with it. I’ve heard such good things about this book (and it’s film) and I’m so happy to say that it more than met my expectations.
Winter’s Bone is the story of Ree Dolly, a determined and strong sixteen-year-old girl living in the Ozarks. Almost everyone in her community cooks and consumes meth; drugs and alcohol run like water. One of the biggest crank cooks in the isolated and tightly-knit town is her father, Jessup Dolly. The book opens with the revelation that Jessup, who has skipped town, put his family’s home up as collateral for his bond from jail. If Jessup does not show up to court, his family will lose their house. Ree takes it upon herself to find her father and help her family.
Ree is refreshingly complex. She’s strong and resourceful, but at the same time, a frightened teenage girl. All of Woodrell’s characters feel very real; any other writer could have handled them badly, making the characters mere archetypes.
Mr. Woodrell writes like a twenty-first century Faulkner, with similar uses of dialect and discussion of backwater towns. Even among the heaviness of the subject, Woodrell’s writing carries a lightness, a freshness. His descriptions are lush but not flowery; he makes the reader taste winter, taste the town.
This is a truly American book; it describes a type of life that cannot and does not exist outside of America. The book is not overtly critical of this lifestyle as other books can be; it merely presents how Ree lives. There is an innate sadness in their inability to rise out of poverty, but, even more than that, offers an interesting portrait of an interesting, often unrepresented part of America.
I highly recommend Winter’s Bone and I’m looking forward to reading Woodrell’s other works and seeing the film!
Mystery writer Agatha Christie
My life would be so incomplete without Agatha Christie and her work in it.
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