Dear Fleur.
Two miles again this morning. The little brother and I are home alone. I'm reading Ezekiel and sweaty and wanting to make cake donuts. He is counting to eighty out loud. I need a shower.
Last night I read letters from friends, made baguettes, and watched "Little Men" all by myself. I sat on the couch wearing my big glasses and covering my mouth at the part when Mr.Bhaer makes Nat strike him.
My older sister has a boyfriend called Nat.
There are way too many correlations and coincidences for me to be comfortable with Louisa May Alcott's world anymore.
Coincidence 1: I am Jo March.
That is enough coincidences for you.
Anyway. I am really seething right now because our computer is so dead and I was counting on getting one of Mandy's presents off of it before her birthday. That is not going to happen anymore. I have learned my lesson. I will never again keep the only continued copy of something on a computer. This is why I write things out by hand.
I really liked what I wrote too.
There is a good chance I am also seething because I just re-read the end of "Little Women" before I went to bed at midnight and I was crying. I always cry at the end. I want to write something as good as she did. And then I put it in my head that what I had on the computer might have been the best thing I ever wrote and now it's gone and I'll never be like Louisa.
Someone needs to tell me to stop reading my favorite books.
Particularly "Wuthering Heights" and anything by Louisa. Also Jane Austen. If I pick up any Austen this month I promise I'm going to scream.
Shower now.
-Bell.
Last night I read letters from friends, made baguettes, and watched "Little Men" all by myself. I sat on the couch wearing my big glasses and covering my mouth at the part when Mr.Bhaer makes Nat strike him.
My older sister has a boyfriend called Nat.
There are way too many correlations and coincidences for me to be comfortable with Louisa May Alcott's world anymore.
Coincidence 1: I am Jo March.
That is enough coincidences for you.
Anyway. I am really seething right now because our computer is so dead and I was counting on getting one of Mandy's presents off of it before her birthday. That is not going to happen anymore. I have learned my lesson. I will never again keep the only continued copy of something on a computer. This is why I write things out by hand.
I really liked what I wrote too.
There is a good chance I am also seething because I just re-read the end of "Little Women" before I went to bed at midnight and I was crying. I always cry at the end. I want to write something as good as she did. And then I put it in my head that what I had on the computer might have been the best thing I ever wrote and now it's gone and I'll never be like Louisa.
Someone needs to tell me to stop reading my favorite books.
Particularly "Wuthering Heights" and anything by Louisa. Also Jane Austen. If I pick up any Austen this month I promise I'm going to scream.
Shower now.
-Bell.
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