Poem Submition

I submitted this Poem to Teen Ink recently. Since it is still pending for approval, I will post the poem itself below:

~Roaming~

a Terza Rima Sonnet



My simple life is lacking honest pleasure.

My soul says to explore the world and travel,

To walk this Earth, to learn things at my leisure.

Whether my shoes be filled with dust or gravel,

I will let my instincts alone take the lead,

Allowing my true colors to unravel.

The only thing I ask for, I truly need.

I am cooped up in this cramped and boring cage,

Always searching for a way I can be freed.

All I can do here is sit and wait to age.

My patience is weak; not rock, but soft sea foam.

If the world brings problems, I will turn the page.

From London to Sri Lanka to Seoul I’ll roam,

And until I’ve seen it all, I won’t come home.



The Bell Jar ~ Week 2

My chosen book is continuously forming into a slightly creepier story the more I read.  I'm not too surprised, considering I was warned of its ability to have strange effects on people.  However, I do still fear my ability to withstand the emotions that are so sharply thrust into the face of the reader (that would be me, in this case).  I was discussing the book with my friend this morning whilst drinking a chai latte with my creative writing class when she brought up an interesting thought. She said that "The Bell Jar" most likely decreased her thoughts of suicide due to the scary nature of Esther's (the main character) life. I found this quite interesting because of its truth. My life is nothing like Esther's rich, spoiled, seemingly flawless life. It's times like these I thank the higher beings for granting me a birth into a middle-class family. Amen.
The more I read, the more I wonder whether the author liked her beef steak as raw as her stories.  She has absolutely no issue in bringing up the topic of virginity, childbirth (in DEEP detail), or really just uncomfortable topics in general that leave me feeling squeamish.  I guess books that leave a large mark on you, no matter what they use to accomplish this, are more appreciated by readers in the long run. Now I see why "The Bell Jar" is such a classic. If Sylvia Plath had simply written a book that censored all controversial topics and simply dropped a suicide attempt in here and there to add some shock factor, readers would bulge their eyes at some parts and yawn through the rest of it. It would be like driving through a corn field covered countryside and seeing a cow peak its nose out every seventeen miles. What a bore.  Because of Plath's willingness to strip the countryside of its drowsy and familiar corn fields and allow us to see all of the cows, the book is now seen as a classic. Consider its fame: deciphered. 
I impatiently sneak up on the first suicide attempt, which I have been apprehending since the very beginning of the book. For now, I'll look at some more cows. Moo.
Sayonara!

The Bell Jar ~ Week 1

The book I chose to read for my end-of-the-year book report is "The Bell Jar" by Sylvia Plath. I began reading it a few weeks ago and I thought it would be perfect for my report.
The reason I think this book would be a great book to do is because it is an American classic. It is memorable for the author's ability to portray the very real process of becoming insane, despite the unlikeliness of such a serene character losing her mind. I think the idea of the explanation behind such a strange person's thoughts is so fascinating and I would jump at any opportunity to look at it in a deeper way, as this book report is allowing me to do.
I am slightly afraid of digging too deep into the book, as it has been known for evoking thoughts of suicide in readers due to its purely depressing tone and layering of events. This is especially scary because the visual that I am using as an accompaniment to my report requires every ounce of my ability to become the depressed main character. I will have to find a way to portray the woman's emotions in her dystopic life without harming my own view of the world and its qualities. Fingers crossed, everyone.
Sayonara!