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Thursday, January 24, 2013

only in dreams

I've written before about my weird dreams.
Namely, my nightmares.
Stress dreams, or nightmares about zombies and the like.

Well, in the last year, I've had a few of the most amazing dreams ever. Dreams that have fueled my desire to write books - dreams with major characters (one time the king was Leonardo DiCaprio, which I'm totally okay with) and plot twists, and unique story-lines that I'd like to say were my idea, but really my dream conscience is a lot more brilliant than I am. It can also be creepy, inappropriate, violent and disturbing.
Like many brilliant people, there are some dark sides to my dream-self.

With that in mind, I'm making a sweeping proclamation that I want to write a book this year.
I don't know if it's too late to make it a New Year's resolution, but I'm just going to make it a resolution.




I want a book with my name on it.

Printed on it, like on the front, not written on the inside because I already have lots of those.

Speaking of which, I have no idea what name I would put on my books.
Are pseudonyms still cool? Should I use my maiden name? A classy S. C. Schanaker? Sarah? Caitlin?
It's all pretty confusing but I suppose I should finish a rough draft or two first.

Dusty made a completely valid point: right now, with the job I have and the 0 children, I have the opportunity to make those kind of dreams a reality. Get my feet wet. Write some rough drafts. Send my writing to places. Be creative. Be bold. Be crazy.
So, he's right. This year I'm going to read more, write more, blog more, and Posie more.
And hopefully dream more, because my real self has no ideas.

Dreamily yours,
Cait

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

How to Ruin Your Life

I work in a University library, in the Interlibrary Loan Department.
I process book requests for other libraries, find them in our own stacks, and then package and ship them out.
I also am in charge of the "POD" books. That is, "Purchase on Demand".
These are books that our patrons request that fit a certain criteria (and our reviewed by my superiors), deeming them valuable for us to purchase for our own collection.

A few weeks ago, this POD came through my desk.


I'm often pretty intrigued by the random display of books that people request. Some of them are embarrassing; some noble, some spiritual, some typical, some really weird ("200 Years of Dolls"? What in the world, lady?).
This one caught my interest, however. As a 23-year-old (almost 24, what!?) I thought, now hey. I don't really want to ruin my life. I might need to know these things.
I decided to request the book myself. I also told my best friend Becky to look into it, so she did.
And we've been talking about it ever since.
It's not rocket science. Actually, it's pretty straight-forward, no-brainer information when you read through it.
And yet so many people get it wrong.

These are the chapter titles:

If you want to ruin your life by thirty, then...
1. Overlook the law of cause and effect
2. Get off to a bad start
3. Ignore God's purpose for your life
4. Refuse to take responsibility for your actions
5. Neglect your gifts and strengths when choosing a vocation
6. Disregard what the Bible says about sex and marriage
7. Stop learning
8. Isolate yourself
9. Refuse daily wisdom

BAM.

But all of that is obvious, right? No, not so much.

He pulls out this nugget of wisdom right away, in chapter 1:

"There is not a single person who would answer yes, if asked the question, 'Do you want your life to be miserable when you are older?' Yet the majority of young people engage in decisions every day that are leading to that very end. This is evidence of a great disconnect in modern thinking...Every young man or woman has an image in their head of who they will be in several years, but that image is hardly ever the natural outcome of the life they are living. The truth is that most young people are comforted with a future perception of themselves that is based on the solid evidence of nothing."

Honestly, it's a brilliant analysis of my generation. There is a disconnect in modern thinking.

There's also a severe case of selfishness in...well, every generation. It's a common trend of humankind.
In chapter 3, he talks about our purpose.
One of his main points is that in discovering our purpose, we cannot start with self.
You have to start with God.
When you start with self to discover purpose, you become selfish. And when "self" becomes the core, the center of your life, you are well on your way to ruining it.

The Price of Beginning With Yourself:
"As I have talked with men who have abandoned their families, so many times they responded to me, 'Don't I have a right to be happy?' The answer I always give them is, 'No, you don't have that right.' The real question they are asking is, 'Don't I have a right to be selfish?'"

It's a hard thing to reckon with. "Happiness" is the shallow goal of every human-being, the justification and reasoning for so many selfish, destructive actions.
Yet it's near impossible to rip that greedy desire from our selfish fingertips.
Mine included.

The chapter title that caught my attention the most was "Refuse to Take Responsibility for your Actions".
How many people do you know that shrug off blame, make excuses, fight tooth and nail to be right?
No one likes to be wrong. But what's even better than being right, is being teachable. 
Of all the characteristics he could have chosen, he chose teachability as the most valuable one to possess, and also to find present in your husband or wife.

I also like "Stop Learning".
Having finished college last year, I know what it's like to suddenly stop being in school. It's a very strange feeling. I also think there's a misconception among many young students, that they'll be "free" from learning once they graduate for the last time.
For some, that will indeed be the case. They'll pretty much stop growing altogether.
But for me, I want to continue to pursue knowledge and learn new skills and learn, learn, learn.
If you're not going forward, you're going backwards, right?

Lastly,
In the first chapter of this book, he talks about a sad, heart-broken widow who contemplated taking her own life. At the last moment, she saw a man across the lake working hard, plowing his field.
She felt a glimmer of hope, and was impressed by the man's focus and hard work. She decided to go home to her children, who had already lost their father. They didn't need to lose their mother, as well.
Five generations later, her great-great-grandson said this:
"My great-great-grandmother was unusual for several reasons -- including the fact that she conscientiously prayed for her descendants down through a dozen generations. Ours is a heritage of faith, for which I, for one, am deeply grateful."
While there is no way that young woman could have seen five generations down the road, she did not allow selfishness to consume her life and the lives of her precious children, and the many children to come.

Our choices are significant. Not just for us, but for future generations. Generational sin, generational grace, all of those things are real.
We can be so shallow-headed at times.

All that to say, everyone I know should read this book.
For the author, it started as a simple graduation address for high school students.
Now, it's an encouraging book that every 20-something should read.
Before you hit your twenties, your life is led by your parents. They house you and clothe you, they guide you, they make your food and pay your bills and make all of your major decisions.
But from here on out, it's on you, bub.

"Life in the twenties is characterized by a continual introduction of new places, new people, and new experiences. Every day is met with a higher level of intent and alertness...[and] the speed of life increases with every year.
Thirty will be here before you know it."

This book is short and simple, and full of wisdom and encouragement. And while it doesn't contain any ground-breaking new material or breath-taking insights into the human condition, it speaks the truth. We all could use more truth.
In this generation's silly, disconnected thinking.

My thoughts for today. :)
Don't ruin your life.

In love,
Cait

Thursday, February 2, 2012

The Facts of Life

Does anyone else remember that show?
By all means, I shouldn't really remember that show, but thanks to Nick @ Nite, I was able to watch it constantly when I was younger.

The theme song was even my ringtone for a while. I remember this particularly well because my phone went off in Chemistry class my Junior year of High School. My embarrassment level was pretty much as high as it could go (mostly because my teacher was quite scary -- likeable, and great, but scary).

I also remember it because the song drove my little brother insane.

Anywho, I have learned quite a few "facts of life" in my days here in Virginia. Sometimes you don't quite realize how much ya know.

(DISCLAIMER: this list is entirely generalized based on my own experiences, and you are welcome to take everything with a grain of salt, since I am sure you or someone or something that you know of may be the exception in some way or another).

1. Home Fries.
Ya know, I thought it was pretty universally known that "Fries" refer to fries a la french. In otherwords, Fries refer to slender fried potatoes. But, nay. Home Fries are actually home potatoes. Little chunks of potatoes. In no way are they "fries". I'm not a fan of this.



2. Valentine's Day.
Girls (who are single) HATE Valentine's Day with an unnatural fervor. This entry coincides with a newly realized pet peeve of mine. Would ya calm down, missy? Next month when you have a boyfriend, you'll be all for it. So go get yourself some ice cream and leave St. Valentine alone.




3. All freeway entrances should be merging. To yield is to risk your life on a daily basis. Growing up as a merger, I am no good at being a yielder. And the funny thing is? People who grow up as a yielder are no good at being a yielder, either.


4. Nobody likes a salesman. This isn't a newfound revelation from VA, just a commonly known truth.


5. Lynchburg doesn't get that cold.


6. Writing a book is a lot harder than you might think. I can't tell you how many times I've read something and thought, "Psh! I could write that..." but, as these last months have proven, being an author is hard work. The 3 books that I'm in the middle of writing (and by "middle" I mean 2 paragraphs in) all pretty much suck, and I have newfound respect for anyone who has theirs published and adored.


7. "Cellar-Door" is the most beautiful combination of words in the English language.


8. Even if you're feeling great, you will say "I'm tired" just to have something to say.

9. The 90's were absolutely the greatest time period to grow up in. The more I look back, the happier I am that those were my years. My children will experience all the treasures of the 90's. Because I'm pretty sure their generation is going to be doomed, based solely on the apparent need for 5 year-olds to have cell phones and the overall stupidity of the Disney channel.

10. Sitting at a computer all day not only demolishes any and every energetic and motivational molecule in your body, it also removes about 7 years of your life. (**this point has not yet been proven).

11. I'm tired.

12. Cheese is God's way of saying, "In case you missed my rainbow, this is another promise of everlasting goodness for you (and also to remind you that I won't flood the earth again)."

13. Reading is absolutely a great way to spend your time. Unless all you read is Twilight.

14. Nicholas Sparks has and always will kill off someone or something in every single one of his books (even if what he kills is simply the last remaining hope of love or happiness).



15. Don't assume that everyone has manners. Just because I would do something a certain way, doesn't mean I can expect everyone else to rise to that level of excellence. In fact, it's better to just assume that everyone sucks so as not to be incredibly disappointed when you are mooched off of and taken advantage of daily.


What facts of life have you encountered lately?

In love (and love for sarcasm),
Cait