Long time no see!

    I feel like a horrible blogger. I have not even looked at this blog since back in May almost! That is mostly due to the fact that I was finishing up junior year at high school and I started a reading list. I finished up the year by reading The last two books in The Hunger Games trilogy and then I made a huge reading list from there. Which I have yet to finish up, have strayed from, and other horrible tragedies.
    I was doing very well with my reading list, reading like the dutiful little schoolgirl that I am and keeping mostly in line. I read The Two Towers, starting that before the school year even ended, and then after that I read The Return of the King. These are both by J.R.R. Tolkien. After that I read Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte, A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court by Mark Twain, The Last Song by Nicholas Sparks, and I started David Copperfield by Charles Dickens. That is where my trouble began...
   I started reading it, taking my time, getting to know the writing style. I was really enjoying it and then I just stopped. I worked on it for five weeks and then I just stopped. Maybe, it was because I did not have time to keep reading it, maybe it was due to the fact that I was in a musical and it took time away from my reading. That was when I called it quits with David Copperfield. I will pick it back up again eventually when I have the courage to digest every little single bit of prose that Charles Dickens so elegantly crafted, but for now; no.
  So, last Sunday evening, about a week ago now, I picked up the book Julie & Julia: My Year of Cooking Dangerously by Julie Powell. I had officially called it quits with David, sweet though he may be. This book has come into my possession about a year and a half ago, given to me by my best friend whose name is Lindsay. I have been keeping it from her most of that time... even though she has very clearly asked for me to give it back. But, I am glad that I kept it because it is one of the best books I have ever read, granted is non-fiction. Sorry, Lindsay, but I really did enjoy this book, and you will get it back soon.
  This past week I have been reading this wonderful work of art and I have been so engrossed in it. Truth be told, I am really not an avid reader. I am not the kind of person who can finish a book in two hours, but for this book I could have been; but I was not because I actually had things to do this week. I am also not one of those people who can just spend an entire day reading, but that is a story for another post entirely.
   Back to what I was saying now! I was so engrossed in the book and throughout the week I felt like I had spent the year with this Julie Powell, cooking dangerously with her. Any writer who can pull me in so far as to believe that I am in the room with them is a great writer. I cannot even begin to describe all the times I was present with Julie in her triumphs and her horrible defeats.
  After reading this book, I want to do what she did, but I also really do not want to make aspics.