almost over, again.

I never cease to be amazing by how rapidly time moves. At the end of every year and the beginning of a new one I love to look back on the past year and see where I have been and where I have come. I guess it makes me feel more excited about the journey ahead of me when I see the progress made so far. Another semester is almost over (2 more finals to go) and another part of my life. I will be moving back to Tulsa for next semester, but not after a month away, partly in Denver and partly seeing the rest of my family in Guatemala! I have not seen them in 10 months and that is way to long for me. I am excited to be going, starting a new and different adventure once again. But its weird that it is over. It seems like I just moved into my dorm and was so nervous about the first week of school. Now I am moving again. Movement has not been a stranger to me this year. In two short years I have managed to live in 5 different places, three this year alone. With those three places came challenges, adventures and blessings of their own. I started the year helping move my family down to Guatemala. So many funny memories were made as we traipsed around trying to by beds, furniture, pots and pans, etc. with my newly learned Spanish and my mothers aggressive bartering. When they were settled in I moved back to Tulsa to work at a Bakery. I had a lot of fun and frustrating experiences then as well, but overall me getting to be around baking is a plus. All of a sudden it was time to start college. OU was beautiful and exciting. And now that too is passed and another adventure is before me! I am ready for Christmas and the new year.

writing

I have been taking an expo class this semester, Violence & the Sacred to be precise, and if I was not a bad writer before I am now. We have being reading a book by John Trimble called, "Writing with Style." Basically he wants our prose to throw out every rule and absolute you have ever learned in writing to make it "fresh, interesting a new!" This all sounds good and simple, but really is a monster. It seems everything I did that made me a fairly proficient writer before, now is incorrect and must be thrown out. While this book is an excellent read,which is highly unusual for grammar books,I am completely overwhelmed by the amount of renovation my writing style requires. For today I wish I could "sell the house as is" and try my luck with a new one. Unfortunately personal writing habits are not as easy to be rid of as a house or pet. So, instead of practicing good writing here, I am continuing in the crappy form of the usual and writing a blog.