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01 April 2011 @ 06:26 pm
 
I suppose prepare for more rambles. Being on the precipice of graduation seems to inspire an incredibly rambling atmosphere in my mindspace.


I'm getting this feeling again, one I've had many times and have never been able to describe. It makes me pace and frown, or stop and laugh, or stare out windows and tongue my teeth, smiling faintly but too out-of-body to put much power into the expression.

The feeling... Hmm, well, it seems that at least for me, feelings come with these little Symptom Sentiments, that I can add up in my head to suss out what I'm feeling and why, so I may know what I must do (if anything). My Symptom Sentiments at the moment seem to be (in a rambling, disconnected manner) recollection of past sensations and situations that felt similar, and this idea that even from where I am in a my-world-is-about-to-change place (very Dr. Seuss-esque in my mindspace), these special feelings will continue to connect me to my past, present and future. The knowledge that reading a favourite childhood or adolescent book will always bring back these memories and, with them, feelings that can cross time - not make me feel 14 again, but allow me to remain 21 and separately feel what I felt at 14 in connection to my current life situation.

This time it has started from the temporary freedom of a post-dissertation, pre-exam-revision set of spring break days. But the feeling wouldn't have arisen had I not started reading parts of Tamora Pierce's 'Circle of Magic' series again (Sandry's Book at the moment) to collect quotes for my Rosethorn/Lark manifesto. It is delightful and connective! I must take great care in not spending the rest of my day(s) reading this material, as I have made that 'mistake' a number of times in my life with this series...as you are about to see!



I recall when I was 14 and in junior high, stumbling upon Tamora Pierce's Tortall universe ('Song of the Lioness', 'Protector of the Small' and 'The Immortals' series with more now) in the library . They made me realise that the stories I had read online and loved were fanfictions of her work (I was already well aware of fanfic) and picked up the 'real thing' immediately; I'm sure it must have been a 'Song of the Lioness' book as I remembered the name Alanna (and her eyes). I read through them like my life depended on it, through hip-fractures and algebra (simultaneous shiver, anyone?). When my parents witnessed my love of these books, my father (possibly with my mother's input) purchased more Tammy books, this time in the Emelan universe. I was too frightened to leave Tortall and step into a new universe; I let them sit unopened, to my parents' disappointment. I simply wasn't ready.

I recall my choice to go to an agricultural (vocational) high school instead of my town's ordinary high school, where most of my friends were going. I wasn't too frightened by those prospects, necessarily, since I've always enjoyed the loner phases before I make new friends (but I appreciate the friend-making process and friend-having stage as well). At that point I was gung-ho Animals, Animals, Animals - oh the Glorious Animals! ('Protector of the Small' was unsurprisingly a favourite of mine.) I'd admired a tree or two, but for the most part plants hadn't garnered my interests, least of all gardening. Then I met my plant science instructor Ms. Watson (or Chaenomoles Watsonii, as I later called her) and my life started changing. I opened the 'Circle of Magic' Emelan books, I'm not sure why, and Ms. Watson became my Rosethorn (cranky-but-loveable gardener and teacher character in the series); I began to notice plants, the value of soil and the world from a less animated point of view. I fell deeper in love with this universe than I had Tortall. Ms. Watson even looked just like Rosethorn's description (and not entirely unlike an older Nana Visitor). The books became a part of my life. (It also helped me with sexuality as Rosethorn and Lark have a rather subtly-written [main characters are children] but beautiful and supportive relationship; I was an out lesbian in high school, which sometimes wasn't fun. I loved reading about an older-and-settled relationship instead of the newer endless-passion stages - though I appreciate both.)

I recall taking classes in plants (landscape design, arbor work and chainsaws, floriculture, gardening, natural resources), animals (aquatic, cows, sheep, pigs, birds, small animals and many of the products that come from them all) and mechanics (tractors, woodworking, welding, metalwork). Emelan is a universe of craft magic; I suddenly felt at home. I was reading about Lark (kind spinner/weaver and teacher in the series) teaching Sandry (one of the four main special children of the series) to spin yarn as I was learning it in class. I felt at home. I felt as though I didn't need a Gift or to speak with squirrels because there was latent power in craft-working and having the ability to do just as much as be. Pruning the apple orchard, creating leather key-chains and crafting wooden stools became special to me. (If I remember correctly, '♥ Rosethorn & Lark' was pen-burned onto the bottom of one wood-working endeavour!)

I recall my dying hip and the constant feel of a wooden cane at my fingertips. It was painful, but I pictured myself as too strong to outwardly show it, and didn't let others see. I was reading those books (possibly Briar's Book / The Healing in the Vine, in fact - my favourite of favourites) when the time for my worst operation came and afterwards, when I couldn't speak because I felt broken and useless and helpless and would cry when I had to speak. My Rosethorn-Ms.-Watson gave me a hug before I left for April break (which is coming soon, and another reason all this comes to mind) and the bonsai I had had my eyes on. (Not a managed one, yet, just the starting tree - and just a Bradford Pear - but I loved it.) I became a plant major; when animal science attempted to snag me again Ms. Watson urged me to 'follow my heart' (unlike the animal teacher), and I realised my heart is a tree.

I recall sitting out in my yard on my trampoline - unable to bounce but able to sit with all my belongings - reading (and re-reading) Tammy's 'Circle of Magic' books while listening to birds call, rabbits scamper, mowers growl and the delicate whisper of breeze through the trees. I remember that feeling of peace and confidence that things could get better, that I could pull through, even when everything in my life felt shaky and uncertain. I had a new appreciation of the world around me, I had a Rosethorn and I had some serenity somewhere down deep in my heart. (And that was before I even came across Rachel Carson the next year. (; ). From there it's my high school story.



Today I am in my top-floor room in England with the spring breeze floating in through my open windows ("Oh, that feels great!" Roberts exclaimed of my breeze). I've been reading about Rosethorn and Lark, these characters (and 'people', to my heart) I have loved and valued for years. I'm feeling the peace again, the confidence that I can pull through, even if things feel shaky and uncertain.

So I'm sure that's much more than you needed to know about my life, but sometimes I have to revisit it all and livejournal has always been the best place for me to do that. I also just remembered that during spring break two years later (my junior year, when I was 17) I was preparing my mind for a hip replacement and flying to England to check out universities, including Uni. Reading (so there's always a 17-year-old version of me crutching and wheeling around here). (I was reading The Black Jewels series at the time; I can recall since it was connected to an important period in my life.) Now, three years later, I'm revising for my final exams before I head home - Stateside - again. April is also the month I originally fractured my hip and had my first operation, back when I was 14. And, now that I think of it, April may have been the month I was told (at 16) that the the big operation I had at 15 hadn't work and that I had to consider hip fusion (NO THANK YOU!) or a hip replacement (which they suggested I get at 21...and just put up with the diminished quality of life until then).

I forgot how heavy April can feel. Perhaps this is my April Feeling. I can understand why this would make me pace and frown, stop and laugh, stare and smile. The line of my Aprils is a pretty heavy and central line in my life. (And for a non-April connection, I met Tammy herself at Boskone Con [in my beloved Boston] for my 16th birthday; I was recovering from an operation to remove the pin from the long-and-hard April operation. I had learned to smile and speak without crying once more and had become a more Lark-like person without the requirement for a harder outer crust to keep my spine straight.)

I guess this feeling is my April Fools feeling. I am a Fool in April! (Fool in the sense that I am forever on a search for knowledge, experience and wisdom.) I am entertained by how I can always forget what this feeling is, until I sit down and think about it. Perhaps this time next year I'll remember this entry, and know it is my April Fools feeling? Or I'll write myself a note. (;

This is why I am so very pleased (more than I can express) to have heard back from my Rosethorn and to see her email signed "Chaenomeles", as it is a running joke for us. We learned Chaenomeles speciosa for our herbariums in plant materials. She wielded the stem-thorn at us like a sword and then had the braver students taste the fruit - talk about sour! We joked about my name being Kiwi, and my Latin fruit genus being Actinidia. At that time I called Mike Acer (Maple) and Laura a scientific plant-name similar to her surname. We asked Ms. Watson what fruit she would be and she thought about it for a moment. Then she decided: "I'd be Chaenomeles - Quince! Sword-stems and sour fruit." She later told us it made excellent jam. She became Chaenomeles Watsonii (Latinisation of her surname). And she told me later, privately, that ('of course') she would be an oak tree. (My email at that point was already 'serenity.oak' - ah, how similarities with those we respect and love can warm a heart, hmm?)

And now, silly Kiwi of 14 or 15 or 16 or 17 or 21, it is time to clean your room! No more dissertation to excuse you. Your To Do List is too long for dilly-dallying. What oh what would Ms. Watson say? (...she'd threaten me with endless floriculture design and chatty-Cathy 'oh is that a new line of mascara?' flori girls. I go, I go; look how I go...!)


Kiwi

Those who dwell among the beauties and mysteries of the earth are never alone or weary of life.
[Rachel Carson]
 
 
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101mutts: cherry tree101mutts on April 1st, 2011 09:11 pm (UTC)
Awwwr this is beautiful! I didn't realize how well the timing of when you read the books fit your life.

Ms. Watson does enjoy her Chaenomeles, so! Laughs.

Tammy would be touched to read this...
Kiwi Crocus: Rainbow || Roses.cranky__crocus on April 1st, 2011 09:50 pm (UTC)
I sometimes forget how the timing of my readings fit my life, too...but it's astonishing, really, how it all fit together. I suppose I tend to forget it since during university I've been focused on Harry Potter. I'm touched to know Dad got me into both of them.

Ms. Watson and her Chaenomeles! Smiling to think about it. And how she loved saying Sophora japonica (she named a dog after the tree, didn't she?) and Gleditsia triacanthos inermis with its 'knobby knees'. Or Magnolia x soulangiana with the fuzzy buds! (What other teacher would have me still remembering this stuff still? And of course I've still got the two herbaria books...)

My brain just announced "Mila, I love that woman" (someone's really been re-reading...). Give her a few extra smiles for me and a heckle or two, will ya? :P 'specially around graduation-ceremony time. I wonder if she'll wear the dress with the huge daisy on the side! She talked about that dress for a month; she likes to wear it for sunny graduations. I don't think she made it to mine - it was raining anyway. She would be irked to know she missed Laura sneaking balls under administrations' nose and into the ceremony to juggle during the Valedictorian Speech. (I don't think I ever sent you that link before?)

And I hope you're right about the last point, because I remembered Watsonii's advice ("go out on a limb [and give plant science a try]") and sent a link off to Tammy via FB. I've always wanted to say 'thank you' but never knew what to say, since sitting down to write it out in an email didn't feel right somehow. But when I re-read this it seemed to fit everything I'd wanted to thank her for while also arising organically from my day-to-day thoughts...so I sent it!

And sorry for dropping Skype last night! (That was last night, correct? My sense of time has gone funny with break/no dissertation...) My Internet conked, as it tends to do at arse-o'-clock in the morning. (It also made me realise that Watsonii wakes up earlier than I do - 4am her time is 9am here, and I'm not up until, er, past noon. Crazy lady with her dedication to the morning.)

Merry April! This comment is long enough that I should probably just send it by email! Haha. I'm procrastinating, if you can't tell... (Dratted laundry and Mark's washing forever on the drying lines.) Lora JUST officially moved out of the house (she's leaving now), so 6 guys and 2 girls as of this weekend. I've never liked gender stereotypes but I am watching the house degenerate into piles of stuff and surface areas diminish to nothing... Bah. Off for more cleaning!
Kiwi Crocus: Nature || Palm tree.cranky__crocus on April 1st, 2011 10:15 pm (UTC)
Thank you for your comment, Shaya! After I finished responding the first time I had this feeling that I was forgetting something beautiful.

What is the book we used constantly for all the tree & plant information? Despite it being my Bible for three years, I've managed to forget it - woodland trees and plants, or something. I was so happy when I finally bought a copy because I knew Ms. Watson would be so pleased.

Before graduation I lugged it around and had some teachers sign it. I can't remember exactly what she signed, but she wrote the start to two poems; one was The Road not Taken by Robert Frost. The other was another beloved poem of hers she had been forced to memorise and sing in school as part of a choir. Oh, oh! She sang it to me! And I nearly cried!

She left a "3. ..." I think, instructing me to write my own journey poem, since she knew I loved writing. She mentioned wanting a new poem about journeys to love, I think.

It was such a special moment for me, when she signed that book, far more special than when she wrote the recommendation to go with my English university application. I wish I remembered more of the moment.

So many treasured moments with her that too easily slip my lackluster memory. But oh, thank you Shaya, thank you for helping me remember this much! I am so happy to remember. I think I'll head off to cry some joyous tears myself, not unlike my mother at parent-teacher conference with Ms. Watson. (: (And I'll go find that entry, too!)
101mutts: Ty101mutts on April 1st, 2011 10:37 pm (UTC)
My three lines sure inspired a lot! And I get Aggie stories. Win all around!

It's the Dirr manual. I learned yesterday that now it is possible to download the entire thing to one's iPhone/iPad. Mertz has it on his.

That's a really lovely memory with the Dirr book. It has some similarities to your NHS night, too.

If you ever want to go over herbariums sometime I'm more than willing. We did that last year, me thinks. I should be going over my big one from last year to remember all the old plants that are on the quizzes. I remember most of the deciduous and broad leaf evergreen plants but can't be bothered to remember the needled evergreens. Tsuga canadensis and Pinus Strobus are the only ones I really remember.

Under arm dingle dangle, too? Something like that. I think that's Norway Spruce. And calling students "you poops."

Sophie is her dog now. A very old black lab mix.

"Mila" sounds vaguely familiar. I'm going to assume it's a Circle of Magic reference. :P There are still more of those books coming out, you know?!?

They did your graduation in the gym? Makes so much more sense than the Main Conference Room with the neutered mountain goat mural (haha).

I googled the graduation speech at one point and saw the "what is Kiwi St..." comment. :D Did you blush at the "I'd like to recognize another of my friends, "Kiwi St..."? It'd have been fun to see the camera pan to your face for that. It's a good speech. I liked the juggling metaphor. I wonder what Steph's speech will be like this year.

Perhaps we will be graced with a comment from Tamora as I do believe she has a livejournal account.

Your comment should probably be an email (as should mine). No worries on Skype, I'm used to questionable connections.

If you find the last teacher conferences entry please send it to me. I'd love to compare!
Kiwi Crocus: Text || Keep calm and...study?cranky__crocus on April 1st, 2011 10:59 pm (UTC)
Aggie stories tend to be my favourite stories. (: Mertz has an iPhone/iPad? Wow. Technological.

Dirr Manual! Yes, I just found that in an old entry - the one in which Ms. Watson told us she had to put her dog Holly down. =( I gave her a handshake because I knew a hug might cross lines/make her uncomfortable. Glad she still has Sophie.

I know, right? What's with teachers and singing to me? (; Ms. Watson's was especially endearing since she's not historically a singer like Mrs. Cavanagh is.

I'm always willing to go over herbari(a/ums)! Good luck for your big quiz. I was the same way - always remembered the deciduous and broad-leaf evergreen but had to really study the needled evergreens. The 'twig test' was always the trickiest, though...except that on-the-spot oral test she gave me when I was absent for a different one. I nearly said "lentils" instead of "lenticels".

Underarm dingle-dangle! Yup, that was Picea abies, Norway Spruce. Which we always confused with White Fir, because that's Abies concolor. How do I remember this and not Special Moments?! I do remember her calling students "you poops" or "little poops" - I always laughed.

Mila = Mila of the Grain, the Earth Goddess of the Living Circle religion in Emelan (God and Goddess for each of the four elements). But if I'm wrong I'm blaming a fuzzy memory again. As for new books, I saw something about Tris going undercover at Lightsbridge when I hopped over to Tammy's FB...but I admit that I haven't kept up! My fandom friends tend to go crazy when new stuff comes out, so I go pick it up.

I graduated in the gym. Definitely makes more sense than the neutered-goat room! I don't recall if I blushed...possibly? Laura made me stand up. I felt like I might pop/combust right there on the spot! And people thought 'hardest working student' was actually an award I'd won!

Perhaps, but mentioning something jinxes it, donchyaknow? (; Nawr, I just wanted her to get the chance see it, no response required! Plus, I'm a yammer-mouth in comments - who'd want to sort through that?!

Hmm. If you didn't find a last teacher-conference entry then it may not exist - bummer! But I'll look.
lash_laruelash_larue on April 1st, 2011 10:24 pm (UTC)
Ah, just get ready to pack. Let the guy who inherits the room when you leave deal with the mess, likely he'll never notice...

(Kidding, sort of. I do doubt he'd notice though.)

L
Kiwi Crocus: Monty Python || Science!cranky__crocus on April 1st, 2011 10:37 pm (UTC)
Leave my lovely, decorated attic-like-room because the houseboys can't clean? I have a feeling my temper would flare up before my stuff got packed... I haven't gone seriously cranky crocus on any of them yet, but if I clean the kitchen and living room this weekend only to find it in a right state within a few days, oh, heads will roll.

Roberts has just returned from 'Sucker Punch' and tells me it's been nominated for the Gaming Society's "Fucked Up Film Night". Have you seen it?

Apparently the new housemate and his girlfriend are downstairs in the living room right now. Of course they'd arrive right after I've taken the bra off for the evening (I know I don't have to apologise for TMI to you, thank goodness!) which merits the quintessential Brit response: "typical!" Time to re-dress and head downstairs, then. I have a date with Laura Roslin (and Roberts on the side) later in the evening.

(Icon because I was staring at my Monty Python poster as I wrote this. And because I don't have a Roslin icon. Bummer.)
lash_laruelash_larue on April 2nd, 2011 12:30 am (UTC)
I meant don't clean it 'till you come stateside. Do feel free to decapitate at will, no doubt they won't be missed, there are plenty of boys around.

abies concolor? Odd, the American Mountain Lion is felis concolor, what's up with that?

Haven't seen 'Sucker Punch', likely will wait for the dvd. It does look fun, and the blonde chick is cute.

No worries on tmi here, you're right. I made it through the boiling the diva cup thing, boobs don't faze me. Not text ones, anyway. I mean no disrespect to your gals, I'm sure the genuine article would render me speechless.

Queenie has some nice Roslin icons, steal one...

<3
L
Kiwi Crocus: Cat || Black cat stare.cranky__crocus on April 2nd, 2011 03:22 am (UTC)
I don't think I can manage without cleaning 'til I'm Stateside! Today I unearthed the counters in the kitchen, hopefully they'll still be clear enough for me to clean them tomorrow... And the floor! I'm sick of sticking to surfaces. If it's not sticky then it's slimy. *Shivers.* Had enough unique-and-unknown textures for a while. I am going to dominate the kitchen, living room, bathrooms, stairs and corridors; then I suppose I'll get on anyone who dirties them up to much without re-cleaning. And a new chore table, I suppose, since the other one went to shite during dissertation term.

(Don't you think the boys will miss their heads? And no comment from the gutter gullies, thank you. :B) Didn't you know cats grow from trees...?

Oh, Lash. What to do with you. :P I forgot about the Great House Catastrophe of 2010 that was my diva cup, haha. And before I get to the point of typing text-breasts I will head out - either to bed, to stealing Queenie's Roslin icons or answering more of my endless emails. Oh great gillyweed it's 4.20am! I suppose that means I should take the first option...let's see how sensible I am.


K
albalark: Heart framed sunalbalark on April 2nd, 2011 12:21 am (UTC)
First - love your magnolia icon. It's so springy! It may be April 1st, but the magnolias are a long way from blooming here.

And now, the heart of the matter. :-) You always have such deeply felt, lovely, contemplative posts, Kiwi. I enjoy reading about you at any age, and love seeing where your thoughts take you. Not silly at all. :-)

How lucky I am to have come to know you even a little - you're a treasure!
Kiwi Crocus: Rainbow || Starstruck.cranky__crocus on April 2nd, 2011 02:59 am (UTC)
Thank you! :D Spring! It's lovely. (: And I say that even as a winter-loving gal. I'm grateful for the magnolia's blossoming here - they came at the time I most needed them, in the darkest days before my dissertation deadline! Seeing the Saucer Magnolia at my dissertation partner's house was actually what inspired me to email Ms. Watsonii in the first place - we both love magnolias.

Oh, my, Lark, you are so kind! I'm relieved to find there's some enjoyment to be found in my rambles - from someone beyond myself (at various ages), that is. My mind is bee-buzzing with your compliments. Thank you!

You are the real treasure here! I am so incredibly lucky to have wandered into your life and am excited to stay. ♥ I hope your magnolias are set to blooming soon, so you can feel as springy as my icon. (And, by the way, I love yours!)

(I should really find a springy crocus icons; the ones I tend to save are crocuses growing through snow, since I dearly love the flower for doing that.)
A completely happy writer: Girl Readinglar_laughs on April 2nd, 2011 12:27 am (UTC)
I've only read the first Circle of Magic book but your stories and comments make me want to read them! Right now!
Kiwi Crocus: Rainbow || In all time.cranky__crocus on April 2nd, 2011 03:11 am (UTC)
Oh, yes, please do! I'm always thrilled to have one more person to discuss them with. (: I love the first book for being so introductory - getting a feel for their backgrounds and growing relationships and seeing the setting with new eyes. I was catching more details as I re-read (or scanned it, really) this time: the loom-house being across from Discipline Cottage, the stairs being a steep ladder at the back of the main room.

I think the later books tend to get deeper and richer as we move into realising how close these characters get and what they mean to each other. I also love that the conflicts don't tend to just be 'big bad baddies' - even if it is based around a villain, there tends to be enough 'grey matter' (between the Black and White of much of Harry Potter) that it keeps my interest.

I also love them because they're less 'ship ship shurrah!' than a lot of series. I would call it more of a 'gen' series rather than romantic; there is romance but it's generally not the centre of attention and often quite subtle, certainly for the first series. It allows the reader to focus on other things with a different perspective, while also enjoying some reading-between-the-lines for romance.

I love 'The Circle Opens' series and 'Will of the Empress' (final re-forging book) too, but I think 'Circle of Magic' will always have my heart.

I mean, it's children or young adult fantasy, so that's certainly worth keeping in mind, but I've always been the opinion that one doesn't grow 'too old' for good children's literature. Or even picture books. I may have, erm, memorised Dr. Seuss' Oh! The Places You'll Go last year when I was ridiculously stressed.

If you do read them, please do let me know! :D

(Wow. Topics that I really can't hush up about: April, my plant teacher, Circle of Magic, Rosethorn/Lark. And which ones did I have to combine into one post!)
A completely happy writer: purple floral dresslar_laughs on April 2nd, 2011 03:58 pm (UTC)
I love young adult books! They have the best plots! The characters aren't worried about being "adult" and neither do I so it's a good combination.

I think I've successfully filled in the holes in all three collections (I was missing most of the second and third books) so I'll be able to start reading the series soon. I have this thing with not reading any of the books until I have the whole thing but I have read Sandry's Book and First Test (bought them after I finished Alana's books years and years and years ago).

Incidently, Alana's books were the reason I started reading Fantasy. I could have been quite the geek growing up but I thought that Fantasy was BAD. I joined Children's Book of the Month club when I started needing birthday presents and got that series because I didn't tell them not to send it. I kept it and read it and decided I need to read MORE. I can't remember the exact path that I took but it led me to Harry Potter and the rest of that path is well documented history! I had an Alana icon that was one of my very first that I used FOR YEARS. It's like coming full circle!
Kiwi Crocus: Readwrite || Tea + Book OTPcranky__crocus on April 2nd, 2011 05:11 pm (UTC)
Oh, yes, completely agreed! I love that when I sit down to read a young adult or children's book I can give up on the pretense of adulthood - because, from what I've heard, most people are just pretending anyway. (;

Eeei, yay! I'm just scanning at the moment (wish I had time to thoroughly re-read) but am loving it all the same. I think I picked up Alana's books after Dragonriders of Pern - my mother had me reading all those. I was already reading Harry Potter at that point, since my father picked the first up soon after it was published and read it to me, my brother and my mother at night. (We loved it because he had an English accent and created voices for many of the characters, especially Dobby. It was honestly magical.) Awwr, Alana icon! You should go find it again! :D

I completely understand the feeling of coming full circle - and, given I'm primarily thinking of the 'Circle of Magic' books, it's the perfect feeling. I feel as though I'm reforging myself. It's well-timed, too, since this June marks the 4-year anniversary of my hip replacement. (For some reason the 3- and 4-year anniversaries tend to be more meaningful for me than 5-year ones.)

At least this April's Fool feeling is inspiring me! No writing, I'm afraid (I got nuttin') but cleaning, organising, thinking with more clarity... Lovely lovely! (:
tammy212tammy212 on April 2nd, 2011 11:46 pm (UTC)
from one bionic woman to another--

Honestly, I don't know how you've made it to this point in your life. I've only had one major replacement to recover from, not a series of surgeries on the same d--n area, and my emotions have been bouncing all over the place. I hope the hip replacement takes. All those in my rehab facility told me the trick with the replacement is to do everything they tell you, including the therapy, as long as they tell you to do it, or you run into surgery-repairs later. ::shudder:: I pray I don't have to deal with it. Knees are bad enough. My hat's off to you.

I'm also flattered and overwhelmed by what you've said about my work. I hope you always feel this way, only without April sadnesses. And I'm so glad you picked up on Lark and Rosethorn. I really didn't feel I could mention it in the earlier books, because the story was about the kids, not them. I hoped people would pick up on it later, and I'm very glad I can bring it in at last.

And your wonderful teacher sounds very much like a favorite teacher of my own. Where would we be without these intelligent, lively women?

Thank you for a wonderful post. I really do have cooler fans than anybody!

Tammy Pierce
Kiwi Crocus: Text || Dr. S || No one Youer than You.cranky__crocus on April 3rd, 2011 12:31 am (UTC)
We just keep marching on, even when 'marching' requires canes and replaced joints, eh? I'm sorry to hear about your bouncing emotions! I very much know the feeling. I had to crack a lot of jokes. My friend named my new hip "Fluffy (the Ceramic Hip)" and I have since started defining myself as "Kiwi - Bionic Woman and Piece of Pottery!" I have my four-year hip-iversary in June and the hip seems to have taken, but doctors always say that those who get replacements young tend to get the short end of the replacement 'stick' as it usually means doctors have attempted everything else first. (My 'big operation' was taking my fibula out and sticking it up in my hip - imagine how strange I would have been to future humans if they'd dug me up looking like that!)

I hope you're making it through the exercises okay! I've heard knees are pesky for replacements - harder than hip replacements, from what I hear. Best of luck and utmost patience to you! (Especially if you've had in-home physical therapy; that drove me a little batty.) You know, at the hospital they had a fake car so I could practise getting in and out of it - that was always an entertaining exercise! I've still got the strange rubber-bandy-thing to use when I start getting too sore; sometimes I have to head back for more PT. I'm told I'll need another hip replacement (or two, or...don't-want-to-think-about-it) in my lifetime, but I'm relieved to know this one worked. Plus I've got a cane to gently thwack my peers on the ankles with if I get too irked... (Uh, no, of course not, I'm an angel. An angel with a sibling.)

I'm sure I will always feel this way about your work - and thankfully my "April's Fool" feeling isn't always sad! It's about remembrance, I think - that I wouldn't be who, what, where or how I am today if not for my string of Aprils.

I was delighted enough just reading your Circle of Magic series (was in love before they reached Discipline), but when I 'met' Lark and then Rosethorn, I immediately started reading very closely for hints. I don't remember which part it was, but at one point I finally declared, "Okay, there has got to be something going on here!" The Internet confirmed enough and it was a very happy day. I think what I loved most was reading it all through my young-adult eyes (aware of such things) channelled through child eyes; I felt I was searching for clues, on a real adventure. (A hand on an arm or a 'look that says Behave!' can mean so much.)

Where would we be without these intelligent, lively women?
I'm not sure, which is all the more reason to be grateful we had them! (And of course you are an intelligent, lively woman - I do hope you know! But such things can always do with reminding, I tend to think. Especially after surgery ouches.)

You are a cooler author than anybody! I once more apologise for the length (of post and comment). These tend to be my chattier subjects. (: Keep well and I hope some healing vines reach your knee so you can be your intelligent lively self again! Fluffy and I are rooting for you!

And thank you for the response! (See: coolest author.) Surprised and thrilled am I. :D

Edited at 2011-04-03 12:34 am (UTC)
gerristgerrist on April 6th, 2011 09:31 pm (UTC)
Oh my goodness and wonderfulness!
Your favorite author actually wrote back to your entry!! She rocks the universe!! Thank you Tammy Pierce! You made a HUGE difference in the life of one young Kiwi Stalley : ).

I read all her/your books too ... at first just to have a connection point with you (cranky crocus) as the books were so ... entwined ... yes, that can be the only appropriate word : ), with your life.

Ego comment: Kiwi wrote, "I'm touched to know Dad got me into both of them." Ehem ehem ... you were more correct in a later post when you mentioned the possibility that your mother was the one who chose the books; however, your father was the one willing to pay the extra for the hardcover versions : ). LOL. xo mom
Kiwi Crocus: Readwrite || Tea + Book OTPcranky__crocus on April 6th, 2011 10:20 pm (UTC)
Re: Oh my goodness and wonderfulness!
I see I don't outgrow being embarrassed by my mother. (; (I don't mean it, Mum - thank you for taking such an interest! I'm sure I just use the 'e' word to cover my own blushing.)

Tammy Pierce does indeed rock the universe. (: I didn't know - or perhaps 'remember' (?) - that you read the books too! Now I am even less surprised that you cried at the last parent-teacher conference when it came time to see Ms. Watson.

Thank you to both you and Dad, then, more than I can express without big squishie hugs. (Wait a few months when we don't have 3,000 miles between us!) I'm not at all surprised to find you were the one to pick out the books. C: Thanks, Mum! Now I can thank Dad for Harry Potter and you for Emelan. I have the best parents around! Endless encouragement to read. :D

(And glad to see you were as happy about the comment as I was - what a heart-warming occurrence. Now I am back off to exam revision, which is less so. Keeping it in heart and mind helps, especially with Sandry's Book here on my desk. Pick my books up again if you want! They're in my library, I'm sure - though I can't promise there aren't any marks/character highlights/notes. Keep well, Mumster! ♥)
gerristgerrist on April 6th, 2011 09:13 pm (UTC)
That April Feeling
Kiwi wrote "I ... am entertained by how I can always forget what this feeling is, until I sit down and think about it."

But the deeper truth of a Kiwi may well be, and has seemed to me to be for many years now, that when you sit down and WRITE about it you become both entertained and alive and ... entertaining!

Your entry was wonderful to read. You are a writer, my darling Kiwi. Whatever else you become in this life, you are, perhaps first and foremost, a writer. I both love an envy this quality in you. xo mom
Kiwi Crocus: Readwrite || Green quill ink.cranky__crocus on April 6th, 2011 10:24 pm (UTC)
Re: That April Feeling
Glad to hear it was entertaining for you! I'm always afraid I'll bore people to tears with my life!introspection.

*Blushes.* I think your praise is too high, surely! I am a >rambler who forms words. But thank you, I appreciate what you've written. (: Perhaps someday I'll feel comfortable with the term 'writer'.

(For now I just miss writing! I don't think I've written anything in months. It's frustrating, maddening and distressing at once. Hopefully it will change this summer!)