Hello! Welcome to my blog.
Either you have found it because you already know me in real life and have tortured out of me the fact that I have a blog, or you have found this blog through some weird google search. Either way, good job! Appreciate the fact that everything you have ever done in your life has somehow culminated in this moment.
My name is Eleanor, and I’m a home schooled high school student. As you might guess from the name of the blog, I like cats, any sort of zip or button-up sweaters with large pockets, and books. I love stories and storytelling in general, really, in any medium: books, movies/tv shows, music, art, podcasts… all of it. I also like tea and baking, and I knit and play the piano and the trumpet.
The point of this blog is just to kind of provide an outlet for my thoughts on the books I read for history and literature. I have found that I process complicated narratives best if I find a modern equivalent for the situation or if I can rephrase it in a way that would make sense in modern phrasing (i.e., fifteen-twenty pages of Erasmus singing Thomas More’s praises to Von Hutten = Erasmus trying to introduce Von Hutten to the More fandom because he is More trash number 1.), so you can expect to find a fair bit of that here, laden with sarcasm, fandom references, and GIFs because that’s how I roll.
Thanks to my mother the books I’m reading for History/Literature are pretty freaking awesome. Last summer she sent me and all of my brothers and sisters (I’m the second oldest of seven) off to the beach with our grandparents for a few days, and like the queen of organization and spreadsheets that she is, in that three-ish days she sat down with her computer and laid out a whole plan for the school year, or at least the History/Literature part of it. We’ve always had a pretty good setup for most school subjects but Literature and History have suffered in the past. Also Geography. My grasp on Geography has never been that good.
I, personally, was kind of dreading history, and felt quite sure that if I had to read about the Mesopotamians and their Fertile Crescent again, or watch a documentary about the *~fantastic~* natural resources available to the early American settlers like pillaging, plague, cultural insensitivity, and firearms… I would probably just sink into behavioral despair and never emerge again.
Fortunately I think Mom was kind of sick of the Fertile Crescent and the social structure of ancient Greek society too. The History/Literature plan she drew up for the 2015-2016 school year started with the Fall of the Roman Empire in 476 BC and Rosemary Sutcliff’s amazing book Eagle of the Ninth (And, courtesy of being the oldest child still schooling at home, Churchill’s chapters on the subject from History of the English-Speaking Peoples for me) , and going clear to right about the fourteenth century with Connie Willis’ novel Doomsday Book.
The 2016-2017 school year (sophomore year for me, don’t even know for most of my siblings) kicked off with the epic Catholicism-centric self-insertion fic that is Dante’s Divine Comedy (Written during the 1320s), and will continue through to about the 1850s. Mom’s decided that there will be less of a focus on kings and wars and various religions saying “don’t do that” and people doing it anyway, and more of a focus on the economic, technological, and social advancements, problems and so forth that happened in those five hundred years.
So… yeah! Stick around, and we’ll see where this goes.