Interview With Cornelia Funke

"Her curiosity was too much for her. She felt almost as if she could hear the books whispering on the other side of the half-open door. They were promising her a thousand unknown stories, a thousand doors into worlds she had never seen before."
 -Cornelia Funke, Inkheart 

I am so very proud of my friend and co-conspirator Cait, who recently interviewed Cornelia Funke! We've had such a splendid time discussing Inkheart on TBC, and the appearance of Cornelia herself is the very pinnacle. It's too good not to share on here as well.

Click here for the interview, and click here for all of our Inkheart posts.


Seeing Myself

I know my brother's face. I can visualize the expressions he uses when he is amused or annoyed. I see from his posture whether he is discouraged or jubilant. Bored or interested. Funny that I cannot say the same of my own face and body.

I can only see myself two ways. The first way I see myself is vivid and secret, because I can see the inside of myself. At every moment I see my emotions and my thoughts, which are the realest parts of me. No one else can see that. They can try, but they'll only guess.

The second way I see myself is through a mirror or a camera lens, which is a very limited way of seeing. My subconscious adjusts my face when I come across a mirror, and mirrors only show reversed images anyhow. Cameras freeze me and suspend my face and body in time. Do I look like that in motion? I can't say. I don't know.

I don't know how I walk or stand or sit. I haven't memorized my gestures and expressions. I don't even know the sound of my own voice, because it comes out strangely when I record it. How can I know myself so well without being familiar with my own voice, gestures, and expressions? Why are we incapable of seeing ourselves? It's a strange concept that frustrates and fascinates me.


Thinking About New

      I only posted here three times last month. But I didn't actually take a break from blogging. I started a group blog about books called The Book Chewers. So really, I just spent some time away from this space. And when I did, a couple of things became more obvious and concrete.

1. There's something about limiting yourself and working within boundaries that is very freeing. If you search the internet for blogging advice, you'll find myriads of people who will tell you to stick to one topic. Pick food, books, lifestyle, or crafts. Don't mix them, just do one. I've always spurned that advice, as have most of my blogging friends. And I still don't think it's a rule that must be followed. But it's a valid point that should be considered. The funny thing is, it can be less of a burden to work within a topic than it is to do it all.

2. I'm outgrowing this space. I have different ideas and goals. I know what I want out of blogging and I didn't know when I first started blogging. The name, the design, the previous posts . . . they're still me, and they definitely were me. But I'm constantly evolving, and I might have evolved beyond this blog.

3. I'm ready for a fresh space. Starting something new that is thrilling. Re-organizing your work space inspires.

4. It's time for me to leave blogspot. Blogspot makes it easy to blog and form connections, which is great if you just want to blog and have fun doing it. But blogspot has been hard for me to deal with lately, and I'm ready for a new platform. I'm ready for something more professional that will allow me to connect with a wider range of writers, bloggers, and artists.

5. Collaborating is fun. Book blogging with Cait and Mime has been a fantastic experience. I love brainstorming and discussing. I love to hear what people think. I love combining our strengths and experiences. And I like what comes out of that. 

     I'm actually not going to leave. I'll stay a little longer. I don't know how much longer, but I'll be here. And I'll be showing up more regularly, starting today. (Which is my first real day of summer. Eeeeee!)
     Here's the thing though. I'm done with blogspot, but I don't have the resources to move on to the next thing. A free wordpress blog isn't going to cut it, so I might as well stay here until I can move on. Make sense? I'll be collecting ideas for a new blog, but I won't leave you just yet. I'll try to squash my desire for a new space with a new design.
     Oh . . . and one last thing. This is the internet, so you can follow me wherever I go. Creepy? Reassuring? Yeah, maybe.



This morning I turned in my final assignment for the semester. School is over. Summer is here.

What next?

Go through my closet, straighten the shelves, thin my wardrobe
Empty my camera card
Clear all the school-related clutter off of my desktop
Organize my Pinterest boards
Clean my room, sweep the floors, organize and clear my creative space

Make a list of projects I want to complete
Set some goals for the summer
Think out where my blog is headed and what it needs next
Look through my to-read list and prioritize

How are you going to start your summer?