The Rose and the Thorn

I finally wrote an original story exclusively for this blog! Not old homework or old writings from childhood! The title is a work in progress.

It should have been fine that when Sir James bowed to King Charles, his eyes glanced towards Princess Jane’s maid, Rose, since no matter how noble he was, he was not nearly rich enough or high enough in rank to be a suitor for the princess. However, Sir James was handsome, and Princess Jane was vain. Often called “a vision of beauty,” the princess expected to be worshiped, and did not take kindly to a knight passing over her to look at her maid, who, while not a hag, was hardly anyone someone would enjoy looking at.

Princess Jane had shiny auburn hair which was always twisted into elaborate styles. Her gowns were made of only the finest materials. She made every effort to keep her skin soft and luminous, and did only the tenderest tasks with her hands so as to maintain their perfect quality.

Rose, on the other hand, had dry curly blonde hair that was always pulled away from her face. Occasionally, a curl would free itself of its restraint and fall into her face, only to be tucked quickly behind an ear. Her skin was freckled and her hands worn from the work she had to do to keep the princess’s perfect. Her clothes were made of simple cotton, which served its purpose to clothe her, but did little else.

Yet Sir James had glanced at Rose. And this was not fine.

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Movie Review: Dead Poets Society (1989)

I watched this for the second time last night, so that means I’m an expert in it, right? Probably not. There are likely spoilers ahead.

Dead Poets Society is set at an all male boarding school. Their parents are spending a lot of money to send them to this school, and the school’s goal is to create mindless drones- sorry, educated men who follow society’s (and their parents’) rules and will become successes. The story follows a group of boys who are inspired by their new English teacher, Mr. Keating (played by the late great Robin Williams), to create a club where they read poetry and practice free thinking. Drama ensues as the conflict of interests between parents and children causes the greatest tragedy. Continue reading “Movie Review: Dead Poets Society (1989)”

A Tree Grows in the Shadows

So, I was looking through a folder called “School Keepsakes” and found a very strange story I wrote for my sophomore English class. Without further ado, here it is!

Sylvia of Damon was happily riding through the Blackwood Forest as she did every morning. She wore a dark green riding dress with a swirly design of black stitching on the bodice. Her long black hair was braided, but still flew out behind her.

Her grandparents hated her enthusiasm for the outdoors. They would have preferred for their granddaughter to enjoy sewing or weaving, but Sylvia couldn’t help loving the warmth of the sun on her face or the smell of the grass after a rainfall. What Sylvia loved most about the outdoors, however, was the forest.

The Blackwood Forest was densely populated with all kinds of trees from ash to willow. Most people said that the name came from the fact that the tall trees blocked out the sunlight, but no one knew for sure.  The forest was so large that it took twenty days to ride from one side to the other. Sylvia never went too far into the forest, for there were many tales surrounding the center of the forest.  Continue reading “A Tree Grows in the Shadows”

On Anniversaries

Well, WordPress was kind enough to remind me that today is the 1 year anniversary of my blog! Time for me to blab about that!

Naturally, anniversaries and birthdays are different things. So I’m not going to talk about birthdays, except to mention that I have more excitement for my sister’s birthday than my own. There may be something wrong with me.

Anniversaries are cool. I get a bit too attached to them, however. Recently, I celebrated the 500th anniversary of the nailing of the 95 Theses to the door of the Castle Church in Wittenberg by Martin Luther. I had been excited for that anniversary since 2012, and now that it’s over, I struggle to find something to “live” for. Plowing through life without something to look forward to is hard. That’s why I now am counting down to June 25, 2030, which is the 500th anniversary of the Presentation of the Augsburg Confession. (Link!) As I’ve stated previously, there may be something wrong with me.

Both sets of my grandparents have reached their 50th, even 60th, wedding anniversary. I think that is the coolest thing ever. I mean, most of them are turning 90 this year (one is turning 89), but it’s still really cool. My parents are reaching their 30th wedding anniversary this year, and that’s awesome.

Anniversaries are amazing. Celebrating how long something has lasted is a great thing to do. Things that get anniversaries are things that changed history, things that were good ideas, things that work. For the most part. I mean, my blog is on its first anniversary and it’s not going to change history.

Well, that’s my two cents. I hope the link works. If it doesn’t, leave a comment and I’ll remove it.

Movie Review: Winter’s Bone (2010)

I recently had to watch this movie for my Sociology class, so I figured, why not review it? There are probably spoilers in this.

Winter’s Bone isn’t the kind of movie I would typically watch. I tend to watch fantasy movies or animated movies that take me away from reality because that is my goal when I watch movies: I want to escape the world. Winter’s Bone doesn’t really let me do that, but after watching the movie, I realized I was okay with that.

A short blip about what Winter’s Bone is about before I begin: Ree Dolly (played by Jennifer Lawrence), at seventeen, is the main provider for her family, since both her parents are absent, her father physically, and her mother mentally. She takes care of her mother and her younger siblings Sonny and Ashlee in their small house. In the beginning of the movie, Ree learns that if her father doesn’t appear for his court date (he cooks meth), her family will lose their house. So, Ree goes on an expedition to find her father, alive or dead.

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On Dinosaurs

So, this is a bit random, but my blog’s name is Random Rambles, so it’s probably something to be expected.

I love dinosaurs. It doesn’t quite make sense, since I always claim to hate science, but it’s not really the scientific aspect of dinosaurs that I love. I just love dinosaurs.

I don’t remember when I first started to love dinosaurs, but it must have been when I was very little because I remember a time where I legitimately thought that I could grow up to be a Tyrannosaurus Rex when I was older. Turns out, that’s not how growing up works.

I’m sure you can guess from that story that my favorite dinosaur is the T. Rex. Maybe it’s concerning that my favorite dinosaur is the one that is the one that is known for being vicious, but there’s a lot about me that concerns people, so my favorite dinosaur really can be put on the back burner for that debate.

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Book Review: Embattled Rebel by James McPherson

I read Embattled Rebel: Jefferson Davis as Commander in Chief by James. M. McPherson. In the book, McPherson argues that Jefferson Davis cannot be diminished as a leader because his cause failed. He says that in order to understand the war properly, one must give Davis his due as both a military leader and a president. Davis didn’t make his work easy. His subordinates and his enemies both thought he was difficult, egotistical and cold.

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On Animation

There are a lot of different kinds of animation and there’s no way I’m going to cover all of them in this short piece.

I love animated movies. Well, I suppose I should say the ones made for children. Most of them. I didn’t have much access to them when I was really little (the only VHS we had were Beauty and the Beast, Lady and the Tramp, Cinderella, and Bambi), but now with this great phenomenon called Netflix I have full access to all the films I only got to see at a friend’s house if I managed to snag an invite to a sleepover. Plus, as a relatively functioning adult, I can go to the store and buy myself cheap $5 movies from Walmart. I stick mostly with Disney nowadays, but Dreamworks and Veggietales both have some great films. My current favorite animated films are The Prince of Egypt, Anastasia, Meet the Robinsons, and The Hunchback of Notre Dame.

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Out from the Pit

Because of my last post titled “On Writing,” I decided to post some more original writing. This is an exercise in not using dialogue, and the concept is rather dystopian. Probably not something I’d do again, but it was interesting to do once. Also, don’t question the physics.

I was born in darkness. While she was pregnant,  my mother had been thrown into a pit so deep the top could not be seen from inside. We were isolated in darkness, imprisoned in the black pitch of it. Bitter water trickled down from the sky, and we drank from it to stay alive. Food was thrown down occasionally, and my mother had me eat my fill before she touched it. She told me my father would come for me, but she would not tell me who my father was, or what he was like.

Eventually the day came when a rope was thrown down. A voice called down from above that the younger one was to climb up to the surface. My mother patted my cheek and handed me the rope. She told me to climb. And I did.

I did not know how long it would take for me to get to the surface, but I climbed anyway. I nearly fell five separate times and slipped ten. My hands chafed against the rough rope and the darkness threatened to choke me.

Eventually I saw a burning brightness that scalded my eyes. I looked down into the darkness I had ascended from and suddenly felt comforted. The light was more frightening than the darkness and I wanted to return to its cold embrace.

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