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What to do with a book …

by Lindsey Anderson on August 27, 2008

that you will never read again, nor wish anyone else to read? Ah, I could have thrown it in the trash. I could have burned it in a bonfire. Or shredded it and used it as compost in the garden. But what about the artist in me?
Here are some things I came up with to […]

maybe

by Jacqueline on August 27, 2008

Have the sort of friendship that transcends place.

The joy that is the English language

by Lindsey Anderson on August 23, 2008

Sometimes two people feel the same way about something, but express that feeling through different words. And they think they aren’t agreeing because it doesn’t sound like they are.
And I think it’s wonderful that we have the variety of words to express what we mean. But sometimes it makes things that are so simple more […]

Rain

by Jacqueline on August 23, 2008

We build towers to attempt the heavens.
But maybe, just maybe, the heavens pour down rain to reach us.

A little voice inside your head

by Jacqueline on August 21, 2008

I found solitude in an unexpected place for the last two months– in a bustling city full of emergency vehicles’ urgent sirens, stressed-out, sleep-deprived commuters, petulant smells rising from grates, foraging homeless, and stereotypical tourists.
Please read: I wasn’t seeking solitude. I avoided it the way a three-year-old fights sleep.
Up until then, solitude meant […]

XXII

by Lindsey Anderson on August 19, 2008

XXII
I had no time to hate, because
The grave would hinder me,
And life was not so ample I
Could finish enmity.
Nor had I time to love; but since
Some industry must be,
The little toil of love, I thought,
Was large enough for me.
- Emily Dickinson

Simplicity and the Industrial Revolution

by Lindsey Anderson on August 13, 2008

I hesitate to write a lengthy post, but can’t help but share what I’ve been reading and thinking about lately.

First is “The Jungle”, by Upton Sinclair, that book I carried with me to Starbucks, a book that focuses on life during the Industrial Revolution. Second is Henry David Thoreau’s “Walden”, perhaps remembered most […]

When you don’t look like what you read

by Lindsey Anderson on August 8, 2008

I’ve been going to Starbucks every workday for almost two weeks now. I’m pretty ashamed for getting myself into that sort of routine, which is not only helping to destroy the independent coffee house, but it is costing me a good deal of money - and I can’t even say that their coffee does it […]

The eight hour work day.

by Lindsey Anderson on August 6, 2008

Shouldn’t the days that are the most boring and tedious be the days where my mind is filled with creativity? You know, since because I’m not really doing anything, my mind should be roaming all over the place in its attempt to remain functional?
As it seems to happen, the duller the day, the less my […]

Goodbye, Freedom

by Jacqueline on August 5, 2008

I don’t know if you have noticed, but Americans are slowly, and passively, giving up their liberties for alleged “securities.”
Ben Franklin said:
“Who drops a liberty to gain a security will lose both.”
How is being searched and seized without a warrant constitutional? I’m beginning to feel Big Brother on my back, and I am going […]

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