A Splintered Fragment

13 September 2013

we have come from God, and inevitably the myths woven by us, though they contain error, will also reflect a splintered fragment of the true light, the eternal truth that is with God. 
j.r.r. tolkien

I don't know where the summer went. They tell me it disappeared back of the north wind for a time, and I'm still deciding whether this is a good thing or a bad thing. I love autumn, but my sentimental side hates to see anything leave. Autumn means cozy sweaters and boots at long last, mugs of steaming tea clenched in cold fingers, and windy azure afternoons spent buried beneath piles of books and apples, but with summer flees the majority of my leisure hours. Ah, well, c'est la vie.


School and work and the occasional nine hour drive to visit my grandmother (actually, that only happened once) have consumed my time. I dream of the theoretically lazy summer days, but between teaching American history, dancing, and working, they never really arrived. I suppose that's a good thing; as my father always used to say when we were very small, "Remember, people in the real world don't get whole summers and their birthdays off from work!" I haven't felt like a child for nearly a decade, but it seems like all the stereotypical milestones of adulthood — driver's license, paying job, college searching — have come crashing down upon me at once. I don't like crashing. I like when one things falls gently and orderly after another, like the pearls slipping off a string that Anne Shirley once mentioned.


Slowly but surely, I've been adjusting to my school schedule, and that means more time for fun reading. At least, think it's fun. My literature choices may be a bit eclectic for some. I finished The Grand Sophy by Georgette Heyer on that aforementioned nine hour drive (official review coming shortly), and poor Bree had to ask me to stop quoting at her since she didn't want the story ruined. (She's reading it now, by the by, and she couldn't get past the first page without laughing and quoting at least three times each.) I always said I'd never read a romance (contrary to popular opinion, Jane Austen's novels are satirical comedies of manners), but as The Grand Sophy is so much more than your typical romantic comedy, I feel somewhat gratified. Both Abigail and Jenny had wholeheartedly recommended it, and I certainly wasn't disappointed. Truly, it's a rip-roaring novel filled to the brim with witty banter, unforgettable characters, ridiculous entanglements, and more than a dosing of matchmaking gone right. You must read it for yourselves, but I wouldn't recommend drinking tea at the same time, as the results aren't pretty.

Now to get back to that long-abandoned Count of Monte Cristo.


Rifles in the South Field needs to be finished. I tremble at the thought of cracking open that document after over a month of ignoring it. More to the point, I tremble at even admitting that here, but blogging, while not soul-baring, should always be truthful. I have all the ideas in my head, but actually sitting down and typing them out intimidates me, so I frequently push it to the proverbial back-burner. I need to work on that. Goodness gracious, more self-improvement. I'll start to sound like something of a Transcendentalist if I'm not careful.

As regards other projects, I've been scribbling notes and gaining inspiration at every corner, but all the while trying to keep it moderately supressed for a time. My goal is to have my next novel fleshed out and outlined by the time I've finished Rifles, but that doesn't allow for editing, of course, so there will be some overlapping here and there. I'm trying not to think about NaNoWriMo at this point, and yet all the while it knocks on the back of my brain. I'm still not sure whether I'll join this year: please await further developments on that front.

"By diligence and patience, the mouse bit in two the cable."

11 epistles:

  1. I too marvel at the fast approach of fall. How quickly summer went by! And yet I am eager for the cool days, cups of cider, and warm boots to come in to our home. Your season of life right now sounds wonderful, busily enjoying each day as it goes by!

    1. You're right, Shannon — busy and wonderful both describe my life at this moment. :) Some days the wonderful parts are harder to find, as they tend to get tucked in out of the way places beneath school books, laundry, and dirty dishes, but it's there all the same!

  2. I'm definitely looking forward to Fall as well. Can't wait for cooler weather! :D Hope your day goes well. ~Nela

    1. We've had a splendid weekend here: 70ish degrees, cool and breezy, and such a clear blue sky! I don't think we've closed the windows once. It's amazing; I only wish it would stay!

  3. Oh adulthood. Always stepping in right when you thought you thought you had everything under control. ;P
    Rifles does need to be finished, for the sole purpose of my being able to read it. ;) Perhaps we can do a book swap, when I've finished editing Psithurism and when you are done with Rifles...

    1. I only worry what Kenneth will do to me after all these weeks of abandonment. It probably won't be pretty . . . O_o

  4. I am very fond of this particular Tolkien quote. It is quite beautiful! Lovely post, Elizabeth... :). It is nice to hear how things have been going around for you during your summer break. ^_^

    'I haven't felt like a child for nearly a decade, but it seems like all the stereotypical milestones of adulthood — driver's license, paying job, college searching — have come crashing down upon me at once. I don't like crashing. I like when one things falls gently and orderly after another, like the pearls slipping off a string that Anne Shirley once mentioned.'

    Goodness gracious, but if I am not in exactly the same boots you're under! Actually, though I am a wee bit older than you, I haven't given much thought to driver's license yet (though I hope to during my summer holidays), nor yet college searching (I shall have to do a bit of that though soon as I plan my courses for my last year and 1/2 of school), being so caught up with schooling itself and music concerts and what not but I have felt the same crashing pull of eminent adulthood swing me round an' round till my head's been spinning dizzy! I DO wonder what children have in their heads when they are so ready to be grown-up. It is not necessarily nice. Oh well, oh well!

    I am looking forward to your finishing Rifles, Elizabeth, though much like you - my times of writing on my own novels have been sparse and fleeting at best throughout the winter - just when I want to dig my nose into A Love that Never Fails! But then again school-work has been so pressing and tediously overwhelming, it is no wonder my head has not been so conducive to writerly accomplishments. I so want to do NaNoWriMo (in essence just to work on ALTNF), but it all really depends if I can meet my study goals in time for the end of the year. :D

    We must keep our fingers crossed, I 'suppose ^_^.

    1. I always forget about the shift between Australian and American seasons. You must be excited about spring coming soon; here in the States, we welcome the respite from summer's unbearable heat. Still, as Bree just mentioned, there's a tinge of melancholy about autumn: once the leaves start changing color, winter's winds are inevitable.

      Everything is plotted for Rifles. The only thing I have left to do is finish the first draft, and then on to editing! I wish I had more time to put into it, but I am reminded of the words of Ecclesiastes: "To everything there is a season . . ." This just happens to be one of the busier ones; hopefully things will level off after the first semester and I get my footing again. I hope you'll be able to do NaNoWriMo this year! I'm probably going to take a year off, as I can't see it fitting into my schedule, but that's not to say I won't be writing all the same. ^.^

  5. Well if you're going off to college, find one in Southeastern VA so I can finally meet you. ;)

    1. I'm only considering college at this point, so I'm neither here nor there, but the main one I have my eye on is in . . . Michigan. Attending school in Virginia would be amazing, though.

  6. ~
    Lovely post, Elizabeth! It is funny how we've got opposite seasons like that...Spring has well and truly graced us this year! :)

    While I'm already well into early adulthood now, I still feel those crashes of life keenly...life nowadays especially does not seem to favour gentle changes, but rather enjoys bringing it on us with bursts and rushes! I guess, once one reaches adulthood, life reaches a new level and, therefore, requires different and more advanced classrooms in God's life-school! These 'crashes' of life make us learn more of life, ourselves, and our relationship with God and our neighbours. The comforting thing is that He is our Headmaster, Teacher, Father, and Friend in it all...that makes us remember to remain children at heart in our trust in Him to bring us through! :)

    May God guide you in choosing the right uni (or college?) for you? Enjoy it!

    By the way, I love this Tolkien quote very much, too :)



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