{Lake view from a hammock}
“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.” -F. Scott Fitzgerald
I almost named this post "Mid-Summer Blues", given that I've been a bit down recently. I suppose it's because I've just gotten all four of my wisdom teeth removed, that I just finished Jojo Moyes' extremely sad Me Before You (review coming soon), and that I've realized that the summer is already half-over.
Don't get me wrong, I've been having a wonderful summer so far - reading lots, kayaking a bit, sleeping in, and venturing out. But still, I can't seem to shake the feeling that with every day that passes, I'm inching closer and closer to what is supposedly the toughest school year yet.
Don't get me wrong, I've been having a wonderful summer so far - reading lots, kayaking a bit, sleeping in, and venturing out. But still, I can't seem to shake the feeling that with every day that passes, I'm inching closer and closer to what is supposedly the toughest school year yet.
In spite of all that, there are several small things making me happy as the hot days of July come to a close. For example, J.K Rowling recently released a new Harry Potter short story that surmises Harry and his friends' post-Hogwarts lives. At thirty-four-years-old "there are a couple threads of silver in the famous Auror's black hair" and he is happily married to Ginny Weasley, who is now a sports journalist for the Daily Prophet. The story was posted on Pottermore, and has since left many readers wondering if more short stories will follow anytime soon.
A writer on the Barnes & Noble Book Blog acknowledged that feminism is finally on the rise in literature. The interesting article discussed that two of the most recent book series bestsellers, The Hunger Games and Divergent trilogies, and their box office adaptions have paved the way for the strong, female protagonist. The female authors of these books also wrote under their real names, unlike J.K Rowling (Harry Potter) and Lemony Snicket (Series of Unfortunate Events) who wrote their work under gender-neutral pseudonyms so that their books could be marketed to both boy and girl audiences. The writer for B&N wrote, "One could be a fluke, and two an anomaly, but three or more is a pattern. More than a pattern, even: a sea change. What’s going on here? Why is the kickass heroine ascendant? And where literature leads, does culture follow?"
I'm sitting here writing with my headphones in. Sam Smith's Nirvana is currently flowing through the wires and into my ears, and as I listen to the lyrics and the taps of my fingers on the keys and the post-thunderstorm winds rustling the leaves on the trees, I'm beginning to feel better. I honestly didn't know what "nirvana" meant when I first heard the song, only knowing that I liked the beat of the music, but I have since looked it up: Nirvana (n) - (in Buddhism) a transcendent state in which there is neither suffering, desire, nor sense of self. I suppose its a sort of afterlife, but it also reminds me that we each wish to be happy. But also that despite how much we work to be happy, worrying about a new school year for example that hasn't yet begun makes happiness harder and harder to obtain.
Happiness is this ever hopeful goal that comes and goes and never lasts quite long enough. I believe the summer is the best time in which to be happy, and when we look back, its the season where we will find some of our happiest moments. No matter how small these moments of happiness are, (even as simple as reading about Harry again) or how petty (jumping into the pool with a group of friends on the count of 1,2,3...), when remembered, they will no doubt bring about a smile.
I'm sitting here writing with my headphones in. Sam Smith's Nirvana is currently flowing through the wires and into my ears, and as I listen to the lyrics and the taps of my fingers on the keys and the post-thunderstorm winds rustling the leaves on the trees, I'm beginning to feel better. I honestly didn't know what "nirvana" meant when I first heard the song, only knowing that I liked the beat of the music, but I have since looked it up: Nirvana (n) - (in Buddhism) a transcendent state in which there is neither suffering, desire, nor sense of self. I suppose its a sort of afterlife, but it also reminds me that we each wish to be happy. But also that despite how much we work to be happy, worrying about a new school year for example that hasn't yet begun makes happiness harder and harder to obtain.
Happiness is this ever hopeful goal that comes and goes and never lasts quite long enough. I believe the summer is the best time in which to be happy, and when we look back, its the season where we will find some of our happiest moments. No matter how small these moments of happiness are, (even as simple as reading about Harry again) or how petty (jumping into the pool with a group of friends on the count of 1,2,3...), when remembered, they will no doubt bring about a smile.
And I believe Fitzgerald's Nick Carraway was right when he said that with the coming of summer we all begin anew, because the summer is always a time for discovering ourselves in unexpected ways and in unexpected places. This was true for me, as I found myself becoming a better writer, as well as better educated in the literary field when I attended Alfred University's Creative Writing Program a few weeks ago. Summer is also a time for discovering a new favorite ice cream flavor, for finally reading that new bestseller, or for getting that new haircut so that when school rolls around you feel like a different person. Summer only lasts two short months, but nonetheless, it could be two of the best.
Reading this over, I've realized this post has gone in an entirely different direction (tacky inspirational direction) than I had originally intended, but hey, sometimes writing does that. I'm okay with it, and I hope you are as well :)
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