April 17th, 2004

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Spectra of Grief and Hope

As some of you are already aware, a friend of mine died almost two months ago. Since then I've had and continue to have trouble coming to terms with my grief, her death, concepts of divine justice and eternity and fate, and all the other things we're faced with when we're suddenly confronted with our own mortality and the loss of someone--especially someone young and of fond memory--to causes other than old age or ill health.

There are very few people I feel I can directly relate to about this. One of them, God bless her, is my friend Jeana. In a heart-to-heart talk last night, she recommended reading The Lovely Bones: A Novel by Alice Sebold.
When we first meet 14-year-old Susie Salmon, she is already in heaven. This was before milk carton photos and public service announcements, she tells us; back in 1973, when Susie mysteriously disappeared, people still believed these things didn't happen.

In the sweet, untroubled voice of a precocious teenage girl, Susie relates the awful events of her death, and her own adjustment to the strange new place she finds herself. (It looks a lot like her school playground, with the good kind of swingset.)

With love, longing, and a growing understanding, Susie watches her family as they cope with their grief--her father embarks on a search for the killer, her sister undertakes a feat of amazing daring, her little brother builds a fort in her honor--and begin the difficult process of healing.

In the hands of a brilliant new novelist, and through the eyes of her winning young heroine, this story of seemingly unbearable tragedy is transformed into a suspenseful, touching, even funny novel about family, memory, love, heaven, and living.
I scowered Maryville this afternoon to find the book, and I read it cover-to-cover in about eight and a half hours. No other book has held my attention like this one has.

The combination of this novel and an empty house to cry and wail in without being under the "dorm microscope" has helped me immensely today. I haven't found what I'm looking for--I'm not even sure I know what I'm looking for--but this extraordinary tale by a one-of-a-kind author has certainly helped me. Thanks, Jeana, for being so intuitive. I'm in your debt yet again.

If anybody else is having similar problems, I'd be glad to lend my copy.

I'll be writing more about Megan, my departed friend, in future entries.

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Geek Bliss

Revenge of the Nerds, the classic comedy wherein two college freshmen form their own fraternity for computer-whiz misfits, is now on Comedy Central. Watch this gem of American cinema and write a two-page response for class tomorrow.

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Procrastination + Napoleon = Trouble

Yeah, so I've got a major paper due Monday worth 20% of my final grade in western civ. I've got five books of 500+ pages each stacked up beside me. I have about six pages of personally-written notes, plus unknown megabytes of web resources. But I have no will to write.

And now I have to start. Ugh.

Ooh. But first, hot pockets.

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