https://www.online-literature.com/forums/blog.php?28641-title The largest classic literature discussion forum on the Internet. Read Write Teach Share. en Fri, 05 Jun 2026 04:38:13 GMT vBulletin 10 https://www.online-literature.com/forums/images/misc/rss.jpg https://www.online-literature.com/forums/blog.php?28641-title https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?5955-lyn-s-blog Tue, 22 Jul 2008 10:38:47 GMT It's odd, I can't even remember posting that last blog entry. I think my memory is totally screwed... Still, thought I'd mark the changes in my life here so I can actually remember them! I've just accepted a new job (again) and am moving (again) but am determined to stay this time, come what may. On my hols at the moment, but doing very little apart from planning lessons and seeing my lovely boyf, who really is a very good man. Trying to book a week away somewhere together now, though the silly booking company is messing me around. That's it. I've stopped trying to rule the world (temporarily) and am just trying to survive for the moment, with the least amount of hasstle. Oh and I passed my Msc - yay! Already looking at doing a new course. I thought maths, or physics / astronomy looked good :) what am I reading? more PKD, the devil's footsteps (Burnside) Coraline, and I'm still trying to finish American Gods and the Hyperion Omnibus. For some reason, though they both started off really well, I'm finding they are dragging, and it's a bit more of a chore... And some stupid kids books I have to teach. It's amazing how quickly you can skim through a kids book when you've already read it 4 times... ]]> Lyn https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?5955-lyn-s-blog https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?5206-lyn-s-blog Sun, 20 Apr 2008 11:36:33 GMT Hi blog. Not much happening in my life right now. Moved thousands of miles, which sorted out some problems and created new ones in other areas. At... Hi blog. Not much happening in my life right now. Moved thousands of miles, which sorted out some problems and created new ones in other areas. At least I got dreaming about living in this place out of my head, as it is pretty rubbish, and realised one important thing - we've all got to make our own lives, our own choices and live with the consequences. And I also like taking chances - throwing myself whole heartedly into things and taking risks on people. I don't really care if it all goes wrong, at least I'll have tried. anything's better than this 'sensible' option I'm living right now - doing what everyone said I should. I think I'll go mad and live my life as I want to, cos no-one else can do it for me, or has to live with it. I really hope I have more of those beautiful sunshiney days I was describing a few months ago :) ]]> Lyn https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?5206-lyn-s-blog https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?4003-lyn-s-blog Fri, 21 Dec 2007 21:07:50 GMT We-ell, today was my last day at work. Strangley enough I'm not going to miss my work or the buildings, but I am going to miss my friends, incredibly. I don't really think I'm going to see any of them again, to be honest. That's just the way it works. I'm a bit sad about that. I did give a good leaving speech however. So thats it. No more work at that school. The end of that 5 and a 1/2 years. Not a lot to show monetary wise, but two excellent friends, which is worth more than anything. I'm going to bed now, to sleep in my bed for the second last time before I leave this flat forever. again, not that sad about that really all in all. I feel liek life for me is being designed into 5 ish year chunks. Moving on and on and on.... ]]> Lyn https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?4003-lyn-s-blog https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?3793-lyn-s-blog Thu, 29 Nov 2007 19:21:23 GMT S'funny really, I still don't understand the point in blogging. I guess if I spent much more time on the forum posting stuff and making friends, it might be helpful to keep people up to date with my life, but I don't really have the time to do that. So what's the point in having a blog? It's like a diary I suppose; but then I keep a dairy for myself to read anyway and to be honest, I don't really want people to read that. So it's really me telling a bunch of random strangers my thoughts. Bit like writing a book really, cept without the need for quality. Or effort (in my case I don't post enough). So anyway, pub next week to celebrate leaving work, which should be fun :) ]]> Lyn https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?3793-lyn-s-blog https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?3655-lyn-s-blog Thu, 15 Nov 2007 18:39:49 GMT So it's a bit odd really. I'm happier than I've ever been. Got a lovely man, got a good career, got an idea of what I want out of life. But there's always problems - because of things I set in motion ages ago, I've gotta leave it all. Question is, do I promise to come back? Is it possible to promise something that you will do in a year's time? What if I go away, saying I won't come back and everything where I'm going is totally rubbish? What If I say I'll come back and I love my new life? (pretty unlikely I think...). Oh nothing is ever easy is it? Why can't life be simple? I sound like a right whinging .... here. I think I'll keep concentrating on having a great time right now and leave the huge life changing decisions for another time. Previously I've spent a lot of time making that type of decision and they never come to pass anyhow. So anyway, this weekend I'm either going to see the woman in black or go to Brighton for the day to walk on the beach in the cold. Either that or shell out 100 pounds to see Patrick Stewart in Macbeth... hmmm... ]]> Lyn https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?3655-lyn-s-blog https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?3480-lyn-s-blog Sat, 27 Oct 2007 13:42:38 GMT hi blog. I just got back from the first proper holiday I have had in the last ten years. I quite enjoyed it. I spent too much of it tired though. I... hi blog. I just got back from the first proper holiday I have had in the last ten years. I quite enjoyed it. I spent too much of it tired though. I dunno why that is; why I've got to tire myself out like that. I'm not very good at getting up early I guess. I saw lots of lovely things. Pon returning home though, I notived how ugly everyone is here. Not in a genetically ugly way, just in a 'I haven't bothered to think about my appearance' way. People in mainland Europe seem to care a lot more about style. UK kids just tend to follow trends rather than actually trying to look good I think. Looking classy is definitely the way to go as far as I'm concerned. I think I need to go shopping. I'm also rather confused about time again; with the whole, I remember quite recently that I was there, now I'm here, how did that happen? kind of way. Time's a funny thing. passes by quite quickly really. Now not existing and all that. I think I'm too tired to be blogging :) Anyway, it was a good holiday and I'm glad I went. I wish I'd spent the last ten years doing things like that rather than sitting around getting bored and lonely. ]]> Lyn https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?3480-lyn-s-blog https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?3372-lyn-s-blog Wed, 10 Oct 2007 22:37:24 GMT OMG. Way too late and Im sat marking and planning lessons on LOTF. Who'd do my job? Thank god I've got a good weekend to look forward to or I might be seriously considering being miserable here. What kind of sadistic person decided that my job had to consist of producing two A4 page long documents plus powerpoint plus marking 30 kids work, for every lessson, thats at least five lessons per day? and actually teachin the dmned things?:flare: That is just insane. I'm trying to remember that my job is actually impossible to do properly, so I don't feel quite so rubbish. oh well, I'm off to bed finally. :) May my inspection tomorrow not be as harrowing as I'm expecting it to be. ]]> Lyn https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?3372-lyn-s-blog https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?3169-lyn-s-blog Tue, 18 Sep 2007 17:39:23 GMT I am soooooo happpy today. One of those days where although everyone else appears to be having a mare of a time, my life is just absolutely... I am soooooo happpy today. One of those days where although everyone else appears to be having a mare of a time, my life is just absolutely wonderful. I've got three complements today, just bought my facourite film on DVD (came out yesterday), and got in touch with old friends. I didn't even care when my job was being annoying, I could just ignore it and watch the clock for once. And I've nothing to do tonight apart from read tonight. And I've got a lovely weekend ahead. Everything is brilliant! :) :) :) ]]> Lyn https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?3169-lyn-s-blog https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?3051-lyn-s-blog Fri, 07 Sep 2007 20:36:11 GMT Well, here I am again on a Friday night watching TV. Anyone'd think I had no life. I wonder what everyone else is doin? My head is filled with images of people out enjoying themselves, probably laughing in a sophisticated way with a large group of friends. And here am I, feeling not that sorry for myself cos I quite like staying in on a friday night.... And I know in reality those meat market club/pubs are filled with old men leching over young girls, and various other folks spewing and falling over. Still, I have a hopefully very good weekend in front of me. Today I realised I actually like my job. Weird old world. This is a completely pointless post, but there you go. I was just feeling quite chipper about sitting in on my own with the tele on a friday night! ]]> Lyn https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?3051-lyn-s-blog https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?2995-lyn-s-blog Fri, 31 Aug 2007 11:09:48 GMT Well, this is the last day of my holidays, school's back on monday. Weekends don't count I don't think. I've had an odd kind of bitty holiday, kind of wandering about Britain seeing various people, but it was good I guess. I feel so tired! Which makes no sense what so ever. I'm looking forward to going back though. Which is odd. I was looking forward to going back since I left! I've figured out I actually like my job. I like talking to loads and loads of people every day.
It's the anniversary of Diana's death today. It's funny how her life was mourned more than Dodi Al Fayed's. I wonder what it is that makes everyone worship one person more than another? Is it what they do? Or how they look? Or their allocated position in the world? It's odd how much has changed over that time.
Things seem to be moving on in my life right now. It feels almost like its measured in five year periods, and at the end of five years I feel the desire to do something new. Right now everything is exciting and changing, its just changing very very slowly.
I've been reading Ursula Le Guin's, 'The Lathe of Heaven' and it is sheer brilliance. I love this book. Thank you to whoever it was on this forum that told me to read Le Guin, I concede, she is excellent - thought provoking in a scientific and literary way. The nature of memory, and of fiction is explored really well. It's a book of a million plots with one God-like centre that kind of remains constant. You know when you read a book and it just makes you genuinly excited you like it so much? I'm scared to read the last 20 pages cos then it'll be done and I'll have nothing to do..... ]]> Lyn https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?2995-lyn-s-blog https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?2810-lyn-s-blog Fri, 10 Aug 2007 11:31:37 GMT Poetry always provides solutions and idenitifications. I wish I'd written this:

Long time he lay upon the sunny hill,
To his father's house below securely bound.
Far off the silent, changing sound was still,
With the black islands lying thick around.

He saw each separate height, each vaguer hue,
Where the massed islands rolled in mists away,
And though all ran together in his view
He knew that unseen straits between them lay.

Often he wondered what new shores were there.
in thought he saw the still light on the sand,
The shallow water clear in tranquil air,
And walked through it in joy from strand to strand.

Over the sound a ship so slow would pass
That in the black hill's gloom it seemed to lie.
The evening sound was smooth like sunken glass
And time seemed finished ere the ship passed by.

Grey tiny rocks slept round him where he lay,
Moveless as they, more still as evening came,
The grasses threw straight shadows far away,
And from the house his mother called his name.
Childhood, Edwin Muir.

My favourite poem of the moment. It reminds me why I'm going home. Funny how readers can identify so clearly with experiences of people that are totally unknown to them. I think that's the brilliant thing about the reader/writer relationship - you can't be strangers. Specially with poetry. Thats it isn't it - looking for affirmation from outside sources for your existence. Thats why reading is so good - you can always find people that think in a similar way and reflect on similar kinds of mental processes that you do. Read Edwin Muir - he's brilliant. ]]> Lyn https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?2810-lyn-s-blog https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?2801-lyn-s-blog Thu, 09 Aug 2007 11:44:45 GMT Why am I always so scared about meeting new people? It seems like the inside of my head tells me to assume that people don't like me, even if I have a whole bunch of material evidence to the contrary. I met some new people last night, and I am sitting here worrying that they don't like me, think I'm an idiot, will never want to speak to me again, despite the fact that I know, logically, that these thoughts are just complete nonsense. Oh how my head is messed up. I had a really good time, but still I assume I made an idiot of myself. I think I need a bit more confidence and a bit less wine. Alcohol really is the worst thing ever if you think like me; it actually makes me get rid of my inhibitions and say what I think, thus turning me into someone entertaining, yet then I wake up the next day and think doh! WHAT did I say THAT for? They must think that I am an absolute.... Got me wondering, why am I ashamed of myself? What is it that I am ashamed of? I don't really do or say anything that bad. O sod it, it think I'll go sit in the park and read in the sunshine. Nowt else to do... ]]> Lyn https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?2801-lyn-s-blog https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?2590-lyn-s-blog Thu, 12 Jul 2007 20:54:57 GMT Weeell, here I am again. Funny old thing this lit forum, and the internet in general. I can never get round the fact that my computer contains all... Weeell, here I am again. Funny old thing this lit forum, and the internet in general. I can never get round the fact that my computer contains all the information I could ever need, and yet it seems to take a huge amount of effort to ever find what I want. It takes me hours to find anything on the internet. Even looking through the forum for discussions I feel passionate enough about, or are about topics where I feel I have something useful to say, takes me ages. I found it much easier in the good old days where knowledge was hidden away from most people in dusty old libraries rather than being easily set free from the grey plastic box in their living rooms/studies. I like sitting in libraries; I don't do enough of that these days. Maybe its just me and my fetish for books. The librarian at the school I work in got a whole bunch of new books I'd ordered today. I was so excited. Specially at the smell of them. I'm thinking maybe I'm a little bit mad.

So I went out for dinner last night with some people who are neither family, nor really friends as such, more friends of a friend. They spent about an hour discussing the traffic: how busy the roads were, various car accidents they'd had, different types of cars etc. I found that I had absolutely nothing to contribute so didn't say anything. Is that rude? I also found it quite depressing that what these people seemed to have in common is the most annoying of things, i.e. how to travel to work. I'm quite glad that I can't be bothered to buy a car.

Just got my essay back, I passed! hooray. So that's quite good. I dunno who I'm writing this blog for right now, haven't been here long enough yet, but I thought I'd write it anyway if only for meself. Till next time. ]]> Lyn https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?2590-lyn-s-blog https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?1081-lyn-s-blog Tue, 03 Jul 2007 17:21:34 GMT Thank you for leaving me nice comments! As I said, tis nice to feel welcomed. I like your advice, and will keep experimenting in the hope that... Thank you for leaving me nice comments! As I said, tis nice to feel welcomed. I like your advice, and will keep experimenting in the hope that something written here may inspire me to better things... I think I didn't say anything daft the other day. I've encountered said person only once more and he didn't tell me to 'go away' in stronger terms nor run away in fear so I'm hoping I didn't freak him out with my nonsensical drunken gibber too much. To be honest, I don't really talk to very many people like that, so it's a bit of a nice surprise when it happens with someone you've only just met. Spose I better say something bout myself. Right now I'm avoiding writing an essay about how self esteem relates to academic attainment. Its really boring. I have a tendency to put myself through really boring stuff in the hope that I'll become a better person. Daft, yes, well I think so. So I was typing away merrily, got to 1000 words and realised that that section was only supposed to be 100. dang. does anyone else have this eternal problem of wittering on and using too many words? I seem to be incapable of expressing anything, even like 'sheep are fluffy,' in less than 500 words. D'you think this may be a consequence of reading too much? I like to read just about everything. At the moment I'm reading modern Scots poetry (as always) and sci-fi novels. I'm not really a student any more, (I'm too old for all that!) only part time so that doesn't help in the concentration/conciseness thing, given that I'm usually thinking about work, or anything apart from work. So that's me anyway, there's a bit more (not much!) but I better go and write this stupid essay. Again, kind thanks for making me feel welcome. :) ]]> Lyn https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?1081-lyn-s-blog https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?1037-lyn-s-blog Sat, 30 Jun 2007 21:56:01 GMT Well, I don't do, haven't done, blogs and I don't do internet communication very well. I'm trying to step out of the 19th century and join the *real* world that everyone seems to take part in now. So hi. This being my first blog. What's occupying my mind right now is how bloomin mental last week has been; once again tons of life changing events happening all at once - new job, new life, new people. I'm also completely brain dead because I stayed up into the wee sma oors having very good conversation with someone I'd never bothered to speak to before. I liked that. I wonder how its possible to stop that feeling you get when you wake up after doing something totally random like that, that doubtful uncertain feeling about whether what you said/did was totally wrong? Usually after having been drunk, with that 'what the hell did I say that for' kind of thing. I wish there was a cure... ]]> Lyn https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?1037-lyn-s-blog