Baghdad Burning

Baghdad Burning is a novel created from a blog. The blog, is written by a young Iraqi woman who goes by Riverbend. She began blogging at the begining of the war in 2003 and continues to write about what is going on in her home town. I think in my review of the book I will write about her style of writing and how it changes overtime. In the begining of her blogging experience she is honest, but it felt as if she was still writing as an emotional outlet. As the blog becomes more famous Riverbend becomes a bit more courageous in her writing. Her views were always biast, but they become radical. I would like to talk about how the tone of her blog affected the point she was trying to portray. Her blog went from being a safe place for Riverbend to express herself, but it turned into a place where she bashed America.

H.R.C

As you all know I want to write my research paper on Hilary Clinton. I have been having difficulties narrowing down my ideas. I want to make sure that I write a research paper and not a biography. So as I looked into her life I see she is involved in many child advocacy efforts. In general, The First Lady's position is to "take care" of women and children. Throughout my research I have discovered that Clinton stayed extremely involved even after her position of The First Lady. I am using research previous to 1992 and post 1998 to show how she behaved as The First Lady, as a senator, and now as a presidential candidate. I think this will be specific enough to write a good paper.

Translation and Missippi

I think I want to compare "Lost Translation," and "Coming of Age in Missippi." I didn't even think about comparing them until class today. In both stories there is a theme of struggle. I'd like to talk about how both women, although they went through different situations, struggled adjusting. Neither of the articles used in class for these stories go with what I would like to talk about. In Lost in Translation Eva Hoffman has issues with the different cultures between Canada and Poland. She develops a lot of hatred thoughout her life towards people. Just like in Coming of Age in Misssippi, Anne Moody also starts hating everyone. She hated white people and black people. I am going to compare how both women are effected by their situations so much that they took it out on other people.

Blogs...

I chose to read a blog called Pamela's Punch. (www.pamelaspunch.com) This blog is written by a woman in her 30's living in DC. I was very interested in finding a blog written by someone in DC. Pamela talks mostly about her social life in the District which is very exciting to me now that I am a "DC-er." She is very witty, and opinionated, and I enjoy living vicariously through her exciting life.

'till next time.
Susannah

Plastered in Pink

I sat for hours, ok maybe not hours, pondering over a witty blog title. As you can see my title is SO original. "Oh Susannah..." I'm sure my parents thought the name was nice, but if only they knew the consequences of it. Everytime I introduce myself, I am graced with a quick seranade of the lovely country song. I know if they don't sing it, they sure as hell are thinking it. People also love to assume that I must go by Susie, Susan, Susanne..etc. No, I don't. I go by Susannah. (With an H!) I think our names say a lot about who we are. My oldest sister is in "baby making" mode, and a big requirement for the name of the baby is that it has to have multiple nicknames. My brother-in-law is obsessed with the idea. A name with multiple personalities. Speaking, of family, I come from a pretty great one. Everyone knows everything- although we pretend not to. There are no secrets, but we act as if there are. It's silly, it's annoying, but there is no stopping it. My dad is one of the coolest people I have ever met. He teaches fourth grade. He truly loves his job and the his students love him back. Not to worry, I find him really annoying too, I'm not that weird. My mom is amazing. She keeps the family together, and also drives us crazy, but we love her. I am the third of three girls. (My dad wanted to have dogs, he was overuled by my mom...) We are pretty great, I'm not going to lie. It's not often you find three beautiful, charming, smart, talented women in one household. We have some pretty great genetics. Sarah, the oldest, is 24. She had a masters in Neuro-Psychology and is on her way to a PhD. She is married to my brother-in-law Dan. (Imagine what a good guy he is to deal with us.) I love her, she is my role model. Then there is Becca, the typical middle child. Bec is 21 and drives me freaking crazy. It wasn't until she moved out that I realized how unique she is. We still have trouble being in the same room together. Hopefully we will grow out of that eventually. When all of us go out together, I am pretty sure everyone in a 30 foot radius wants to kill us, but it's who we are. I could really go on and on about my life, because I find myself quite fasinating but I'm pretty sure no one will read anything too long. I am excited for this whole blog thing, I could get used to it.

-Don't you cry for me. ( Ok cheesy, I know.)

Susannah