Hope for the Flowers and Me

On Friday, I finally got to go to the Border's cafe to read and write a bit. I brought a backpack full of books: Gizzi's latest, Liu's latest, current Poets & Writer's mag, current Discover mag, Michael Jordan's I can't accept not trying, Trina Paulus' Hope for the Flowers, and my journal. I ended up finishing Liu's Of Thee I Sing, reading some of I can't accept not trying, and actually reading Hope for the Flowers, by Trina Paulus in its entirety. I say "actually" because I read really really really really really really slowly, so it is rare for me to read a book in one sitting. One of the other few times was when I read Stacy Doris' Paramour. Wow, is that book a rarity or what?!

Yesterday, I watched "Grand Canyon". I hadn't seen it for years, but it used to be one of my favorite movies. I think I'd seen it maybe 3 times. Both that movie and Hope for the Flowers are so inspiring. They made me remember how much power I have over my life, how my decisions really matter. I'd been planning on becoming a writing tutor for the Wake County Literary Council for a while now, but I just have not been able to get myself over there. I think I'll drop by this week.