I love Elizabeth Gilbert. I love her a stupid amount. The critical backlash after the success of Eat, Pray, Love is by far one of the most fascinating things I’ve witnessed when it comes to modern non-fiction, but her work continues to speak to me in the weirdest and most wonderful ways.
My new jobs central operation is out of California, so this past week, I spent a few days out on the west coast with my work team. While I won’t detail for you here the work related meetings and training, I do want to write a bit about what we did, and how lovely it was to be by right on the Pacific Ocean.
I found myself over the last several days on so many planes. I flew to and from California, and because I flew Delta, I had access to a wide array of movies. However, I wanted to get a little reading done, and, remembering my resolutions, knew that the long hours would be a good time to make it happen.
“Growth” is a really subjective way of introspection. How much you “grow” cannot be measured in the way that some things can. I cannot measure my growth as a person by how much money I make, or weight lost, or anything numerical.
I am a “manage what you measure” kind of gal. I think I always have been, and just didn’t know it until that phrase came to me.
I have never been much of a movie theater person, but I found myself at the movies a lot this month, so here’s what I saw and what I thought about it.
In collaboration with Entangled Teen and Book Riot, I have the privilege of helping unveil the cover of Tristina Wright’s first book, 27 Hours. I was already excited for this book, but after seeing the cover, I want it to be October already!