I am currently reading Stephen King's newest novel, Lisey's Story. The main character of this book is not quite a writer, as is so typical of Stephen King stories, but she is the wife of a recently deceased writer -- a very famous, award-winning writer.

Lisey's Story has been stirring up all sorts of emotions, which I guess is a sign that it is a very good book (in my opinion at least). Most of it takes place in Lisey's head as she remembers all sorts of happenings from her marriage. A la Stephen King, a lot of stuff about their lives is kinda weired, kinda smucked up, but it's still so fascinating and real.

Anyway, the point of this isn't necessarily for me to give you a book review (though you should try this one). The point of this is I'm kind of frustrated with things right now. Lisey is so often overshadowed by her husband, and she feels like an idiot in comparison to him. I don't feel exactly like that in my relationship, but I'm sometimes scared of shifting to the background in my own life. I have all these ambitions that I just plain don't commit to, and I'm so dissatisfied and disgusted with myself right now.
Strap it on, Little Lisey.

Misconceptions

This evening I was searching for blogs to post on for a class, and I was growing frustrated because all my favorites had not posted for about a month.

Then I realized that I am a complete hypocrite. Not that I am anyone's favorite, but I can see that there are some people checking out my blog and getting disappointed.

Last night I volunteered at the Children's Museum with the Physics Club for Mythbuster's Night. It was fantastic. I was, however, apalled at how many parents led their children into giving the wrong answers on their little quizzes even after the physics of things had been explained to them. Some people are just completely unwilling to give up on their perceptions. It seems like life should work a certain way, and even if it doesn't, I'll go on thinking it does.

Is that why so many marriages fail? Is that why there are so many terrible divas on American Idol? Is that why so many college freshman party for an entire year and then flunk out and work at department stores and fast food joints their whole lives?