WHAT I’M READING
I just finished THIS IS NOT A DRILL by Beck McDowell.
(description from Goodreads)
When high school seniors Emery and Jake are taken hostage in the classroom where they tutor, they must work together to calm both the terrified children and the gunman threatening them–a task made even more difficult by their recent break-up. Brian Stutts, a soldier suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder after serving in Iraq, uses deadly force when he’s denied access to his son because of a custody battle. The children’s fate is in the hands of the two teens, each recovering from great loss, who now must reestablish trust in a relationship damaged by betrayal. Told through Emery and Jake’s alternating viewpoints, this gripping novel features characters teens will identify with and explores the often-hidden damages of war.
It was a quick, solid read, although a few places felt a little forced. I understood the gunman had PTSD and even though what he was doing was awful, I didn’t automatically think, “Monster!” So him telling his story sorta irked me, mostly because it was delivered like a monologue instead of it being split up or told in snippets, which I could have bought.
The parts of the book that affected me the most were way more subtle. The kids were all obviously scared, but they did these little things, like sharing their lunches with each other or patting one of the teenagers on the arm in a comforting gesture. It really spoke to the sweetness and resiliency of children and of human beings, in general.
WHAT I’M WRITING
My Happy Mess, aka JULES, aka Why Do I Suck at Coming Up with Titles?
I’ve just about finished Chapter 3 and have a basic outline for Chapter 4, but I really need to go through and do some major chopping/blocking so I can continue to plow forward.
WHAT ELSE I’VE BEEN UP TO
Practicing macramé! I’m still determined to make a purse, but I wanted to get a little practice in first. Behold my glorious first attempt! Okay, second, but the first is so bad, I refuse to show it. The quality of this photo is pretty bad, too, I know, but let’s pretend I did it on purpose for some artistic reason and not because I can’t seem to hold my phone still and press the “click” button at the same time.
I watched a documentary about Troll 2 with my younger brother called “Best Worst Movie” and we laughed nearly as hard as we did at the actual movie. It seriously is the worst and by that I mean the most glorious thing I’ve ever seen. We got our mom to watch it last year and that was also awesome.
WHAT INSPIRES ME RIGHT NOW
I was moving stuff around in my filing cabinet the other day and I stumbled across my 101+ List. Most people would call it a “Bucket List,” but the first time I made one was because I’d driven to work that morning listening to DJs on the radio station DC101 talk about making “101 Lists.” Mine is “+” since it started to grow out of control. I’m sure I still have the original list, scribbled on a diner napkin, but the one I found was a typed-up version.
Some of the items are not physically possible, like time-traveling to the 1970s to hang out in a suburban basement (apparently I’ve always had a thing for the 70s), but once I whittle the list down to the scientifically feasible, I look forward to getting some stuff done.