Friday, September 30, 2011

The One on Exodus by Leon Uris Part 1



First of all, this is the first post of a series.

Maybe it was in my first post ever on this blog that I mentioned that I was reading Exodus by Leon Uris. And it might seem funny to many that such an easy book (it was a bestseller in the late '50s) could take me so long. But the truth about my history with this book is that I read the last 500 pages during the last week, because I had left it around the page 160 in March due to its overwhelming depressive-ness.

It is probably the ideal time to post on Zionist propaganda-type novel, because of the UN meeting a week ago on the Middle East conflict. And, hey, I will present my views on it too.

 ExodusExodus by Leon Uris
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

If I were to judge this book fairly, as an observant critic, I would probably give this book no more than three stars. If I were to put all my fairness asides and give way to my passions, I would give this book five stars, for it made me sob as no book has ever done, it made me laugh, and my heart still aches over its ending.

What do I find wrong about this book? Let's just say it's the (in the modern world) historical and political version of a novella, with all the elements on one; the deaths, the loves, the extremes of good and bad and no in between. Of course, the essential to the novella was undoubtedly present; cringe-worthy prose to make Leon Uris seem like an infatuated young teenager writing for a Language Arts assignment. Also, there is an amount of demonizing of the Arabs which would freak any editor today, but which is understandable in the context of the author, especially since the narrator was constantly trying to make ammends for the negative feelings. For example:

"Greed and lust, hatred and cunning, shrewdness and violence, friendliness and warmth were all part of that fantastic brew that made the Arab character such an enormous mystery to an outsider."

However, why should we always be so critical of of literature in a reasonable, sensible way? Because, even though I am too young to be saying this, maybe our era suffers of over-logicizing everything. So now I will give way to my passions and say that I loved this book. Not just because of the feelings that arose in me whilst reading it, but because of the closeness I feel to the theme.

Thus, I feel like giving it five stars for stirring the passions of uncontrolled sobbing and laughter in me. However, because I don't want the ciberworld to think of me as contributing garbage to the Goodreads comunnity, I shall only give it four. However, I highly recommend it.

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Before anything else, I want to say that I am an ardent Zionisit, and I always have been. I dream about peace in Israel more than I dream about any other world conflict, and even though it breaks my heart, I would vote por partition if it meant peace. However, I don't believe that partition means peace, and I will explain why I am an ardent Zionist in posts later on. :)

That said, I want to say how cool is my edition of Exodus! I mean, seriously, it is the first edition. I am planning on keeping it very carefully so as to sell it to a book collector sometime later on.

Just look:


Remember to check in on Monday for I will be uploading the second part of my review!
Love love uv,

Friday, September 23, 2011

The One on More Frome de Quote Booke!






I'm really happy about these (except maybe for the last one), I think they're a great improvement from my first batch of quote book pages. And I fell for the quotes. As a matter of fact, I memorized the Mary Frye poem, did a happy dance, and bought a poetry book at 14 dollars. So yes, all is good with the world.

Have a nice day!

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

The One on Reminiscing

What a lovely movie. One of those I-m thinking on re-watching.

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

The One on Aye, Bee, Thee

Sort of awkward pictures of me.

I have been seeing this go around the blogosphere lately, I don't know where it originated from so I can't link back, but will delightedly participate because I think I don't post enough about myself.

And I don't think you'd be interested in reading about my reading 'dventures if you know nothing about the one who is doing the reading:

A. Age: 15
B. Bed size: single and always covered in schmuck. Right now, with chocolates and books.
C. Chore that you hate: I used to hate doing my bed, but have grown to love the 19th century feel of it. Now, it would be organizing my closet, which used to be an endeared chore.
D. Dogs: Always wanted one, but a big and strong and happy one, not a pathetic and annoyingly loud pup. As a matter of fact, I had a pathetic and annoyingly loud pup when I was 8, and it ran away after two weeks. FTW.
E. Essential start to your day: Not being able to get out of bed.
F. Favorite color: blue and green
G. Gold or Silver:  plastic.
H. Height: 165 cm.
I. Instruments you play: I am pretty good at the trumpet, however, I've currently left it behind, lacking a band to play with. However, I am an avid guitar player and will often compose songs, even if my technique is pretty faulty.

J. Job title: student. Reader, blogger? Poet, writer? Whatever, I'm just a student, or maybe a life-liver.
 K. Kids: Love them to pieces. As long as they're not in an enclosed space and shouting.
L. Live: 

For now, let's just say that it's the southern hemisphere. And I'm thanking Gd for the spring.
M. Mother’s name: Ethel.
N. Nicknames: 
For our blog's purposes, Anne or NobelReader. I used to have a blog where I called myself Bertha Ley, after a Somerset Maugham character.
O. Overnight hospital stays:  When I was about 3 I had pneumonia.
P. Pet peeves: (these are insanely mean, please forgive me) stupidity and ignorance. These especially partain to discrimination, which tends to flip me out.
Q. Quote from a movie: 
Stay golden, Ponyboy," I DON'T CARE IF IT'S FROM THE BOOK TOO IT JUST MAKES ME CRY AND I LOVE IT. Plus, I don't watch many movies. Which reminds me, there's a movie I watched recently that I have to review...

R. Right or left handed: right. 
S. Siblings: sistah and brothah and they my mates.
U. Underwear: Topshop undies are the best. The rest I will leave to the imagination, or maybe the pictures of me found at the beginning of this post.
V. Vegetable you hate: Rather than hate, I am very scared of mushrooms. It's a long story.
W. What makes you run late:  I am physically incapable of being on time to anything.
X. X-Rays you’ve had: I have scoliosis, so I've had to take a millionthousandgazillionjillion X rays of my back, added to the orthodontic ones, endocrinological ones, etc. A few months ago I had my first MRI, and it was funny because I took a sleeping pill to ease me through my chronic claustrophobia, and instead of falling asleep, I had the most hilarious high. TI have never imagined stuff so crazy.
Y. Yummy food that you make: I could call my sister to fix you something?
Z. Zoo animal: I used to hate zoos for their alleged injustice to animals, until I read Life of Pi. (I do recommend it!) Other than that, I don't know what this pointer is getting at... because if it's what my favorite zoo animal is, I would say all of them. If it were asking what zoo animal it thinks I am, it's also all of them.

Sunday, September 18, 2011

The One on To an Isle in the Water

To an Isle in the Water

by William Butler Yeats

Shy one, shy one,
Shy one of my heart,
She moves in the firelight
Pensively apart.

She carries in the dishes,
And lays them in a row.
To an isle in the water
With her would I go.

She carries in the candles,
And lights the curtained room,
Shy in the doorway
And shy in the gloom;

And shy as a rabbit,
Helpful and shy.
To an isle in the water
With her would I fly.

My review:
(Yes, it's also for school.)

“To an Isle in the Water” by William Butler Yeats is a love poem about the narrator’s evening with the woman he or she loves. They have a quiet evening, and in the quiet, routine acts that partake in the evening, his love for her takes place. Also, there is a feeling of disquiet, as the narrator wants more than this mundane life with her, which is why he would like to take her “to an isle in the water.”

The structure of this poem, although at first seemingly ordinary, is actually very unique. The number of syllables in every verse is different, although always remaining approximately 5 or 6 sylables per verse. Also, the number of words per verse is constantly changing. So how does this poem managage to keep rhythm so effectively? Basically, the unique rhyme scheme gives Yeat’s poem a hidden musicality, which lets the emotion surface above it. The rhyme scheme consists in having the first and third line of each stanza lack rhyme, whilst the second and fourth do rhyme. Besides, all stanzas have four verses, and there are four stanzas in total. This creates a “round” poem, easy for the reader to digest. Thus, the poem’s rhyme structure and length of stanza create a special rhythm in the poem, through the structure.

In effect, “To an Isle in the Water” by William Butler Yeats is a short yet infinitely wonderfully passionate poem about love, which without its unique structure, would be lacking great part of this passion.

Saturday, September 17, 2011

The One on What Then

What Then?
by William Butler Yeats

His chosen comrades though at school
He must grow a famous man;
He though the same and lived by rule,
All his twenties crammed with toil;
“What then?” sang Plato’s ghost. “What then?”

Everything he wrote was read,
After certain years he won
Sufficients money for his need,
Friends that have been friends indeed;
“What then?” sang Plato’s ghost. “What then?”

All his happier dreams came true –
A small house, wife, dauhter, son,
Grounds where plum and cabbage grew,
Poats and Wits about him drew;
“What then?” sang Plato’s ghost. “What then?”

“The work is done” grown old he though,
“According to my boyish plan;
Let the fools rage, I swerved in naught,
Something to perfection bought”;
But louder sang that ghost, “What then?”

I had to review this poem for Language Arts, my final result being:

"“What Then?” by William Butler Yeats is a narrative poem, about the life and ambition of a man who never quite has this ambition fulfilled, and thus proposes to transmit the idea that ambition is ever-present, regardless of how much you have fulfilled.

The imagery in this poem focuses in creating pictures in our minds of what the man is currently living, and thus, through these pictures, creating emotions. For example, by saying “A small house, wife, daughter, son, Grounds where plum and cabbage grew,” Yeats is using a picture of a perfect household to convey the emotion of homeliness and family, and therefore, what one would think is happiness. However, this contradicts later on with the incessant asking of what then from Plato’s ghost. Furhtermore, Plato’s ghost is a metaphor for the subconcious and dreams. It is through this metaphor that Yeats tells us that the main character is subconciously unsatisfied with what he has achieved.  Using one of the greatest philosophers in history as a metaphor gives Yeat’s poem added thoughtfulness, and the poem’s overall impact.

In effect, Yeat’s poem “What Then?” uses imagery and metaphors in a splendid way, thus creating a great poem."

Friday, September 16, 2011

The One on W.B. Yeats

I have started reading poetry by William Butler Yeats for the project.

Truth is, before this project, I had heard nothing about him. I hadn't ever read any of his poetry. And for this, I was a bit skeptical.

But I have slowly fallen in love.

He's not a hopeless romantic, more of a cynic than anything else.

His biography:

"Awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1923 "for his always inspired poetry, which in a highly artistic form gives expression to the spirit of a whole nation." 

William Butler Yeats (pronounced /ˈjeɪts/; 13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939) was an Irish poet and dramatist, and one of the foremost figures of 20th century literature. A pillar of both the Irish and British literary establishments, in his later years Yeats served as an Irish Senator for two terms. He was a driving force behind the Irish Literary Revival, and along with Lady Gregory and Edward Martyn founded the Abbey Theatre, serving as its chief during its early years. In 1923 he was awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature for what the Nobel Committee described as "inspired poetry, which in a highly artistic form gives expression to the spirit of a whole nation." He was the first Irishman so honored.[1:] Yeats is generally considered one of the few writers who completed their greatest works after being awarded the Nobel Prize;[2:] such works include The Tower (1928) and The Winding Stair and Other Poems (1929). 

Yeats was born and educated in Dublin but spent his childhood in County Sligo. He studied poetry in his youth, and from an early age was fascinated by both Irish legends and the occult. Those topics feature in the first phase of his work, which lasted roughly until the turn of the century. His earliest volume of verse was published in 1889, and those slow paced and lyrical poems display debts to Edmund Spenser and Percy Bysshe Shelley, as well as to the Pre-Raphaelite poets. From 1900, Yeats' poetry grew more physical and realistic. He largely renounced the transcendental beliefs of his youth, though he remained preoccupied with physical and spiritual masks, as well as with cyclical theories of life. "

Thursday, September 15, 2011

The One on Fuji

It's finally here!

My instant camera!

It's a Fuji Instax Miniiii.

More in-depth post coming soon.

Friday, September 9, 2011

The One on Free Ebooks!


I can't say that I am the biggest fan of ebooks, although they can be a great saver for trips and the hypothetical situation that you have no book to read on your bookshelf. (Extremely hypothetical case, really.)

However, I do owe my Kindle much gratitude for it has provided me with quite a bit of free reading hours. Normally, though, I download my reads from Amazon or Goodreads, but I don't think I will have to do that any more for a while to be! Presenting to you, the greatest website on Earth:


Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Monday, September 5, 2011

The One on Shakespeare in Love

I'm not going to do a lengthy review, as a matter of fact, I will only state the following; it was a good movie, however, I thought it to be cheaper than all of the hype that it received a few years back.

Have you seen it? What did you think?

Sunday, September 4, 2011


If you are reading this blog, chances are, you have a set of blogs that are dear to your heart and you check up on with faithful consistency. (Hopefully this is one of them!) For me, one of those blogs is Inglenook, a blog from which I've taken material a couple of times because of its beautiful photographs. As a matter of fact, a few weeks ago, I posted THIS picture of a Sylvia Plath quote on an art journal, a project taken up by Inglenook's author and posted HERE. I thought the idea was beautiful, so I decided to do a "artsy quote book" of my own

The only problem is that "artsy quote book" is not a good name in my opinion, so as soon as I come up with a better one I'll inform you guys.

Pictures of what I have done so far:







Saturday, September 3, 2011

The One on BLOG HOOOOOOOOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Maybe I'm exited because I'm writing this on a Friday (scheduling it for another day, to scatter my blog posts!) or maybe because I'm listening to this beautifull song:However, I'm participating on yet another Blog Hop! The question is which book ending would I like to change.

Like the host of the blog hop, I think that book endings must not be changed. I can't see this any other way, I think I have never not liked the ending of a book! I always understand them, and if I loved or even liked the story, I will love or like the ending. And if I didn't even remotely like the book, then I probably wouldn't make it to the end! 

Other participants of the blog hop:

Friday, September 2, 2011

The One on Currently Reading

I will be reading Reeds in the Wind by Grazia Deledda.

It promises to be a short but delightful novel.


P.S. Have you ever read something by Grazia Deledda? Heard about her? Please do share!

Thursday, September 1, 2011

The Nobel Prize in Literature 1926 was awarded to Grazia Deledda "for her idealistically inspired writings which with plastic clarity picture the life on her native island and with depth and sympathy deal with human problems in general".

One of the more obscure laureates. What I know about Grazia Deledda was that she was born in Sardinia, Italy, that, of course, her path as an authoress was a troubled one because nothing other than being a housewife was easy for women in those days, that the Nobel prize was awarded to her in 1927 but in the name of the year of 1926. Goodreads describes her writing as:

"In Deledda's novels there is always a strong connection between places and people, feelings and environment. The environment depicted is that one harsh of native Sardinia, but it is not depicted according to regional veristic schemes neither according to the otherworldly vision by D'Annunzio, but relived through the myth."

I will be reading Deledda's Reeds in the Wind throughout this week (along with The Golden Notebook) and researching more about this mysterious author, so let's call this the "Grazia Deledda Week"? Cool.

Love, hugs, and cupcakes,

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