Showing posts with label BYU. Show all posts
Showing posts with label BYU. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 7, 2014

my graduation

So...I realize graduation was a couple weeks ago, and you are probably so so sick of hearing about it...but, I'm going to talk about it anyways. Sorry everyone, but I haven't had my computer for the past week, so we are going to have to catch up now.

To chat about it, here are more pictures of me than you have ever had any desire to see...

Here I am all diploma-ed up. Ok not really, that's just a diploma cover, but we can all pretend. A lot of people seemed kind of annoyed by the whole graduation thing, and I even had quite a few people tell me they weren't going to walk. Here's the thing, if I spent thousands of hours in classes to graduated, you betcha I'm sitting through a 2 hour long ceremony to walk across that stage.

 My sister Diane, her baby James, and my mom and dad all came out for graduation, but unfortunately since my sister Rochelle lives so far away in Germany, she wasn't able to come. Diane and I took this picture to pretend like she was there with us.

 These two amazing humans, my mama and my papa (in the picture below), have been the most amazing support through my college years, and well...every year of my life. I could not be more grateful for all of their help in getting through school (and yeah..life).

 #actiontasselshot

 Seriously, my whole family is amazing (plus Rochelle, Matt, Jed, and Daniel who couldn't make it out).

Every time I tried to put my hat on this little future cougar, he just put it back on me. Guess we'll have to wait a million years till his graduation day to see him wearing a weird flat-topped and tassled hat. (No, seriously. Who invented graduation robes and hats and more importantly why?!)

 Rather than take all my pics just outside of the Marriot Center where my graduation was held, I wanted to take some pictures at my absolute favorite spot on campus, the fourth floor deck of the JFSB. If you have not wandered up there on a sunny day to study (or really any day because it's always so nice), you're not using your time on BYUs perfect campus correctly.
My family all taking pictures of me and looking directly at me, and no one could say Hey Danielle, your hat is really lopsided and off center. Thanks guys.

Well, I guess this is it for me and BYU. I am so grateful for the four years that I have spent here, for the friends I have made, the professors who have taught me, the things I have learned, and the memories I have made. I still remember getting my acceptance to BYU and crying with joy, and I'm going to be honest with you right now, I'm crying just a little while I type this knowing that it's all over. Even with the number of times I pulled all nighters, had meltdowns because I thought there was no way I was going to get everything done, and questioned what I was doing, I still think I might do it all over again given the chance (wait...I guess that's what grad school is. Ok yeah, give me some time to think about that one).  I'm looking forward to bigger things, but I also can't stop looking back on a beautiful four years.

peace. love. and go cougars!

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

my last day

Well. Today was it. My last day of classes at Brigham Young University. No, don't worry I can't believe it either. I'm almost positive I started yesterday, but at the same time there is a good chance I have been here my whole life.

This is baby Danielle on her first day of kindergarten. I was just a teeny tiny little thing, I had pretty much 0 cares beyond what did my mom pack me for lunch? and I hope I get on the right bus to go home, and I was so excited to start school. I had no idea what I had ahead of me and all the incredible people I would meet and things I would learn through my years in school.

I remember one time in kindergarten I actually lied to my parents and told them I had homework because I was jealous of all the work that my sisters were doing. Trust me that was the first and last time I ever did that. Following that incident, I have spent most of my time pretending like I didn't have homework even if I did. (You can't get mad at me mom, I'm graduating.)

Seventeen years of school (plus some preschool) and here I am, getting ready to graduate. I've been in school for so long that it feels insane to think that this is it. (There's always a chance of grad school, but I have no plans for it at the moment.) Really though, this is what I've been doing for over half my life.

WHAT DO I DO NOW?! Oh yeah...I get a job. Still not much progress there, but I am excited willing to get serious about the hunt once finals are over (and once I take a trip to Disney World with my mom...).

What's most shocking to me about graduating is that I'm not really where I thought I was going to be at this point. When I was that precious 5 year old up there and I saw people who had graduated from college, I thought that they were so grow-up and mature. Most of the time, I still feel like that kindergartner.
When I started at BYU, I was also so positive that I was going to graduate having my life figured out, married (this idea was planted in me by the fact that my mother and sisters both were at this point), and that I would have a job. None of these things have happened. I have deviated very far from my plan, but I am happy with where I am, and I am excited to see where post graduate life will take me.


So here I am. Last day of class. Ready to tackle the world....after finals that is.
See you at graduation. I'll be the one in the cap and gown.



peace. love. and class.





Wednesday, March 26, 2014

my final month

I don't really have anything to say this week, so I've been putting off blogging in hopes that maybe I would come up with something to say. So yeah, I haven't.

My brain is 100% consumed by attempting to make it through this last month of school. And let me tell you, it's HARD. For real. I graduate exactly a month from yesterday. Like graduate. Like I've been in school since I was about 4, and now I'm going to be done forever. What??

So since I'm strugs on strugs trying to get all my papers/projects/presentations done, you can instead gaze upon this darling picture of my friends and I last night when we got together for some birthday love and Thai food (obviously this combination called for a break from school work).


Wish me luck this next month. I need it. I really really need it.

peace. love. and stressed out.

Monday, February 3, 2014

my figure it out Fridays

I don't have classes on Fridays which must be one of the best things that ever happened to me. Finally the English department has gotten their junk together and decided to start moving towards having no classes on Fridays. Since I have this whole extra wonderful day to get things done, I have just this past week deemed Friday, Figure It Out Friday. Since really trying to figure my life out is on my mind pretty much constantly, I thought that maybe if I dedicated a whole day to it, it would make me feel a little less mind explodingly stressed out.

So, what kind of activities happen on Figure It Out Friday?

go to the temple (my personal favorite part)
look up jobs/internships
apply for jobs/internships (my personal least favorite part)
work on making my resume perfect
work on making my portfolio perfect
email people about jobs
run errands
work on school assignments
go for drives (because I get stressed by Figure It Out Fridays and some
times I just need to relax)
and sometimes I get myself lunch (because figuring out life is hard
and I deserve it, ok?!)
and just oh so much more

Even with this whole day that I am dedicating to getting stuff figured out, it is still tough!!! Seriously what do people do with their lives when they leave college? Would someone like to employ me?? Please??? I would really like that. But, for real. If your company or a company that you know of is looking for editors or writers, I am very qualified. Since I don't edit my blog super thoroughly maybe that doesn't seem true, but in real life I'm a great editor. Trust me!

Remember that show from the 90s on Nickelodeon, Figure It Out? Don't you wish figuring your life out was like that? They just put up some blanks on a giant head, gave you clues, and then if you guessed the right words than you won really cool prizes like new roller blades? In other words why is my life not a 90s Nickelodeon game show? Instead I must dedicate an entire day, and in reality all of my brain all day everyday, to trying to "figure it out." But, let's be honest, I'm pretty sure there is almost no one who has it all figured it out. Even if you think you do, I'm sorry, but you don't (but actually if you do, tell me your secrets please).

Now, excuse me, I am going to go and try really hard to stop stressing out and try to save it for Figure It Out Friday. I'm doing my absolute best to trust that everything is going to work itself out for the best and some days that is easier than others. Woof. No matter how stressed out I get though...


this is my life and I'm happy to be living it.


peace. love. and Friday.

Monday, January 13, 2014

my last semester

I was going to clean up my room to avoid doing homework, and then I thought hey why not avoid that too. So, now I'm blogging. Oh hey. Anyways, I have just finished the very last week of my very last semester at BYU, which is quite possibly my very last week of school forever. Really this is the most insane thing ever to me. I fluctuate between: Don't make me leave; where will I go? to Can I graduate right now please?

Since I do a run through of my classes every semester, I might as well keep the tradition alive while I still can. I am taking a few classes this semester that feature literature that I have not really loved in the past, and I am doing this on purpose. It's possible that it was a foolish idea, but I actually feel very confident in my decision. I really wanted to explore some areas of literature that would be foreign to me and to develop an appreciation for them. Hopefully even if I don't necessarily love all the reading, I think I will be able to develop a respect for some literature that I have previously avoided. Why not finish off boldly? So, here are the classes that I am taking this semester.

1. Eighteenth-Century Poetry in the Age of Macroanalysis
Woof. Quite the title eh? But, it actually seems like a pretty cool class. We are studying 18th century poetry (ok, I guess that part is pretty clear from the title) but with an emphasis on using digital methods to analyze literary history.

2. Literature of the New Negro Era
This is my senior course. For the first half of the semester we read a ton, and for the second half of the semester we write a ton. Should be interesting. We are focusing on African American literature. Once again, should be interesting...

3. Young Adult Literature
This just kind of sounded easy to me and maybe like a nice break from all the heavy books I read all the time for my other classes. But, we have to read 30 books for this class. AHH! 15 of them are assigned and 15 we get to pick ourselves. I know absolutely nothing about YA Lit, so if you have any YA books that you have read and loved please tell me about them so I can add them to my list!

4. Editing for Publication: Stowaway
For my editing minor capstone I am working on BYUs travel magazine Stowaway. I love to travel, I love to edit, I love to write. It should be an all around good time, but it is also known for taking an incredible amount of time, but I mean clearly I have tons of time with this very light schedule I have..... If you want to see some existing editions of the magazine, which are actually pretty cool, you can go to www.stowawaymag.com.

5. The English Novel
Only one presentation and one project and a couple of reading journals and other than that just reading really good books and chatting about them in a class of only 9 people. Woohoo! It is a ton of reading, but it seems like it is going to be a very rewarding class where we will read some truly fantastic literature, and where I can focus on reading and enjoying rather than analyzing to death (but with some theory thrown in. uhg). Classes like this though are sometimes the ones that make me most glad that I am an English major. Have fun with your textbooks while I read beautiful novels. (Of course, you can be the one to laugh when I am poor, dangit. haha.)


I really do love my major, and I wouldn't have picked anything else if I could go back and do it all again. It is more challenging than many realize, but also so much more rewarding than I could have ever realized. It is a heavy load with four English classes and my capstone, but with roomies like these ones below to help em through I am positive I will thrive...ok maybe at least survive?



peace. love. and English.

Sunday, January 5, 2014

my year ahead

At the beginning of fall semester the morning of my first classes, I still hadn't decided which classes I was going to take so I took to my group text with my mom and sisters to see which class they thought I should go to. One of my sisters told me to just follow my feet. I really don't think that she intended for this to be advice that I would carry through the rest of the semester, but since I've been having a lot of trouble making decisions lately, I kind of just latched onto it. I've taken this to mean just do things, don't think too much about it, if it feels like something you should do, just do it. This has led me to make some great great decisions and some wait, yeah, that was really dumb decisions. But, really I don't regret any of them because I've been realizing that I am entering the real world really soon and if I'm going to do some dumb stuff, I might as well do it now. This probably isn't the greatest theory in life, but hey, I guess that's where I've been at.

So, I guess this leads me to where I am now, starting out another year. Hi 2014. I have high hopes for me liking this year more than last year, but I also don't feel like it is going to be too tough of one to beat. This is also pretty much the weirdest start to a year I have ever had, because usually I know exactly what I am going to be doing with my year, where I will be, and what plan-able major events are going to happen. This year...well I know that I am going to graduate in April....after that, who knows cause goodness gracious I certainly don't.

In 2012, I had this incredible Eat (Paris/backpacking), Pray (India), Love (finding balance back home) year and what have I done with that? Yes, it made me a better person in 2012, but I don't necessarily think I did a great job letting those lessons keep going, so instead I think I relearned them the hard way in 2013. So in 2014 I want to stop letting myself learn things the hard way and start pulling myself together. It's probably about time.



This uncertainty that I have about my year ahead makes it a little tricky for me to set specific goals (of course I will set some, but I have elected to not post them this go around) so instead, I just have a thought to get myself started on the new year. We went to the MLK museum in Atlanta on one of our Cronquist family field trips when I was home over winter break, and I was struck by one of his quotes that was carved into a placard outside. "Every man must decide whether he will walk in the light of creative altruism or the darkness of selfishness. This is the judgement. Life's most persistent and urgent question is, what are you doing for others?" This is just a thought for me (and maybe you too) to chew on as I adventure into 2014. As much as I am stressed/excited/nervous/happy about the chances in the new year, I must remember that it's not all about me.

Goodbye 2013. It's time to move onto a new year that will hopefully bring more joy than sadness and love in every lesson cause that's really all you can hope for in a year right? 2014 is a year of uncertainty, but in uncertainty there is great opportunity, so I'm feeling like this could be quite grand.


peace. love. and opportunity.

Sunday, December 8, 2013

my snow days

I am so so stressed out about all of the papers that I have due, but at least one thing in my world is going absolutely right even if everything else is confusing and stressful, and that is that I have caught the Christmas bug. I started listening to Christmas music this week (mostly the She & Him Christmas album on repeat), and I hung up Christmas lights in my room, and it is snowy and beautiful outside, and I just couldn't be feeling the Christmas spirit anymore than I already am (ok maybe I actually could if it weren't for finals). The world just seems to become a slightly more cozy place to live in around Christmas time though, doesn't it?

We've had a lot of snow in Utah this week, and I have heard a lot of people say that they hate the snow. I have to admit, that sentiment has escaped me at times too, but honestly how could I not relish in anything so beautiful. I have been obsessing over the giant icicles hanging outside my window, and I cannot ever get over how gorgeous and peaceful falling snow looks. I may seem a little grumbly when I am walking to school and it is dumping snow on me, but that is only because my face is numb from the cold, and ones ability to have a positive attitude virtually disappears when faced with a numb face.


This is what my walk to school looks like now. I pretty much just slide my way to campus and try not to look like a waddling penguin, but hey I have still yet to completely eat it (knock on wood), so I guess that's an accomplishment. 


Like I said, you cannot deny that snow is absolutely stunning no matter how many times you slip. 
Can't wait to get to the actual Christmas celebrating, but I must make my way through all these papers first. So, here's to just a little bit longer of too much work, feeling overwhelmed, and being utterly confused (no actually I don't think that one is going to end with the semester....I think that's just a young adult thing....or a life thing).


peace. love. and white Christmases. 



Tuesday, November 12, 2013

my Provo printing

This weeks adventure kept me right here in Provo at the Crandall Historical Printing Museum. I actually went with my editing class this Saturday for some extra credit, and who knew I had been driving past this little gem on center street and have never known about it?! So, yeah I am going to own up to some of my nerdiness here a little bit. They have a bunch of old working printing presses including a model of a Gutenberg printing press. Obviously when they asked for someone to volunteer I was all about it.


I don't just say this because I am an English major and I am obsessed with books (really though I would live inside of Barnes and Nobel if they would let me), but printing is the greatest invention ever. Without our civilization and societies would never have been able to explode the way they did, so I was glad to enjoy a little piece of this history last weekend. So, if you are looking for a fun and educational Provo activity, I would highly recommend taking a tour at the Crandall museum.
Let me know if you have heard of or experienced any other little Provo gems!

peace. love. and printing presses


Thursday, October 31, 2013

my goodbye to fall

So, it looks like fall is coming to an end in Provo. It's getting a lot chillier, the trees aren't looking so colorful anymore, and the mountains are looking a little brown (and a little snowy ahh!). So here's to another perfect season. Crunchy leaves on the sidewalk, I will greatly miss you.
You know, there are places where it is always summer or always winter. Why never always fall? I think I'd really like to live there if that was a real thing. But, I guess it's best that I only get to enjoy it for a short time or maybe I wouldn't appreciate it as much.


So blessed to have such an incredibly beautiful campus!


I've been taking the long way home recently cause I just can't resist how pretty this little walkway is.


Uh huh. It's a feet pic. Soorrrry. I just love stepping on crunchy leaves so much.

It was nice having you here fall. Don't rush out the door too quickly. Winter could use to learn a little bit of patience. 



peace. love. and leaves.




Oh also!! 
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!

Sunday, September 22, 2013

my most wonderful time of the year

Yup, we have once again made it to the most perfect time of the year. Happy fall everyone. To celebrate, I baked myself an apple pie, and I am pretty proud of how it turned out.



I am currently lying on my bed, windows open (you know that perfect view of the mountains we talked about), listening to Bahamas, wearing a cozy sweater, and just feeling oh so happy.

Welcome to the season of brisk weather, comfy clothes, and my birthday. 

I have been celebrating the ends of warm weather by studying outside all the time. This is my favorite outdoor study spot. I sometimes refer to it as my secret spot, but it's really not so secret cause it's the fourth floor of the JFSB, and I'm pretty sure most people know about it. Can't wait for the pretty colors in the mountains. The Alpine Loop is the greatest in the fall. I am down to go anytime anyone wants to. 


Hilary and I said goodbye to summer by enjoying some delicious and very large snow cones. I got chased by bees multiple times while we ate, and if you'er looking for a laugh, you can ask Hils for the video. 


Summer, it's been real, but it's time for us to move on. 
Happy First Day of Fall.

peace. love. and pie. 

Tuesday, September 10, 2013

my course load

Maybe this interests you, maybe it doesn't, but I thought it could be fun to give you a run down of my course load for this semester.


Textbook Editing-- Whoa whoa, try not to get too excited about this one, I know it sounds thrilling. No, but really I think it will be a good class. The teacher seems great, and also seems very willing to link textbook editing to other realms of editing. I just really can't see myself editing textbooks, because I think experience has shown that I tend to get really sleepy and/or find myself on doing anything besides reading my textbook when I am supposed to be doing that.

Digital Culture--So excited about this class. This is literally a class where we blog. Stop it. Did they make this class for me? It's a bit of a secret dream of mine to be blog famous one day, so maybe this class will give me some useful skills to getting me a little closer. But, pretty much this class is exploring the digital age and what this does to/for the humanities. We exploring this through a mixture of reading Moby Dick, blogging, google+, and various other resources. (The group blog I am posting on is www.teamqueequeg.blogspot.com in case you are interested in hearing about my thoughts on Moby Dick and digital culture.)

American Literature from 1885-1914--Hi Mark Twain how's it going? This class will explore literature from the end of the Civil War to the beginning of WWI. This is the era of short stories and I love a good short story (plus it will be nice to have at least one class where I can focus on shorter pieces rather than novels so I hopefully don't get too reading overwhelmed).

Post Modern American Literature (1960-Present)--I have studied so many classics in classroom settings that I think it will be really interesting to study some modern works. We have a lot of novels to work out way through this semester, but ultimately I think it will be very rewarding.

Psychology 111--My very last GE! There are a lot of freshmen in that class, so I've kind of decided that it's probably most safe that I talk to no one in there in fear of accidentally getting asked out by a freshmen. Plus, if my Uncle Ken taught me anything when I came out to BYU, it was never meet a boy in a 100 level class. But, it will be a nice break to have this one class that is a departure from all my English and editing.


Well there it is. I for sure have a full load, but it's my senior year, I should be an expert at this college thing by now, right? RIGHT??? (goodness I hope so)


peace. love. and school work.

Monday, September 2, 2013

my potentially last first day ever

Tomorrow (given that everything this year goes as planned) is my last first day at BYU. And unless I go to grad school, this may be my last first day ever.

If this sounds exiting to you, it mostly sounds terrifying to me.

Wish me luck.

Please. I really need it. I still am signed up for too many classes and haven't decided which ones I'm going to tomorrow.

peace. love. and school.

Sunday, July 14, 2013

my one

Here's a little tbt (throwback Thursday)...on a Sunday. My girl Kate made this video with all the Spring girls at the end of our wonderful semester together. I think this video, set to the Backstreet Boys The One, pretty well sums up why I think I have the most rad friends ever. (I couldn't be there for all of the filming so if you are just looking for my spot make your way to 3:08)


I don't know what you're thinking, but I'm positive that we crushed it. 

peace. love. and the one. 

Sunday, June 23, 2013

my spring summer transition

Well...I'm back in Georgia. It is definitely bitter sweet. I had a few moments of wait, why am I leaving?? when I was packing up my apartment, but I think that once the whole family gets together and I start getting my summer plans figured out, I will be a little more reassured of my decision to come home (hopefully). But, at least I had a perfect week to send me off for the next couple months. So a couple of the things that made it so great...

I am so glad that I was in Provo to send off my cute friend Rachel Farnsworth on her mission to Kiev, Ukraine. I still remember meeting her freshman year outside of the Canon Center. Rachel was one of the very first friends that I made when I came out to BYU. I am so grateful for her friendship, but so bummed that I won't get to see her perfect face for a year and a half. She is going to be an incredible missionary, and I am proud of her for her willingness to go on a mission and dedicate a year and a half to serving the Lord. I have so many friends on missions right now. I miss all of them a ton, but I know that they are doing great things. I have incredible friends.

Another exciting thing? I dyed my hair!
Not all of it, just the last few inches, but I absolutely love it. My sweet hair stylist roommate helped me out by bleaching the ends of my hair and then dying them a dark red. (It looks a little more purple in real life than in the pic, but it gives ya a good idea.) I told my roommate that I wanted my hair to have a fox tail look when I put it up in a pony, and she did a perfect job. (If you've read my blog before you know foxes are my favorite.) I figure this is perfect. I get to have a little fun with my hair (which I think more people should do), but when I get sick of it I can just chop off all the dyed parts. But, I don't think I am going to get sick of this anytime soon. I keep forgetting that the ends are dyed and randomly I look down, remember, and get a little bit happier. Haha. 

Well, at first I was nervous about spring semester, and now I can't believe I had never stayed for spring before. Thanks to everyone who made spring so lovely. Stay classy Provo. DON'T FORGET ABOUT ME WHILE I'M GONE!

peace. love. and summer at home. 




Monday, April 22, 2013

my very own website

In the midst of finals, I really have no thoughts other than what I have been studying. So, like last week, I am going to share another one of my final projects. This is my final project for my Internet Publishing class. I took this class to start stepping myself into the world of internet publishing and editing and never knew how much I would love it. Yes, I have solidified my title as a nerd by saying that I enjoy coding and writing websites, deal with it. For our last project we had to think-up, code, and design our own website. I went more practical than creative and built a site to act as an online portfolio for my editing. My site is very far from being perfect, but I will brag a little and tell you that my teacher did say that my website was "brilliant in its simplicity and design." He also presented it to the whole class, so I mean feel free to be impressed with me. But, actually my site still needs so much work, but I am proud of the effort that I put into it. So, to prove whatever skill I have in HTML, CSS, and JavaScript (very limited skill really...) follow this link to see my online portfolio...http://nongrat.us/chum/250/2013.01/students/cronquist.danielle/final_project/website.html


This internet publishing class has gotten me thinking a lot about redesigning the blog...but you're going to have wait a few months till I'm done with school for that. 

peace. love. and websites

Sunday, April 14, 2013

my editing essay

The last two days of school and finals week are upon me, so I decided to do a bit of a cop-out and post an essay that I wrote for my editing class. Many of you probably know that I dream of one day being an editor, and this essay is a little more about that. Since this essay is a bit longer than most of my blog posts, I included some music by the band High Highs for you to listen to while you read.



Becoming an editor. A really good editor.
             I decided that I wanted to be an editor when I was sixteen, and I’ve stuck with it. Sophomore year in high school may seem a little early to be deciding what I want to do with my life, especially since most people are still confused by sophomore year in college, but I’m the type of person who makes big decisions and sticks with them, and I decided I wanted to be an editor. A really good editor. I’ve shared my dream with a lot of people, and I almost find it a little odd that many people react in the same way: “Yeah, I can see that. I can see you as an editor.” As much as this is my dream, I don’t think I share the same image of “Danielle the editor” that others immediately get. Even though this is my dream, I feel like this image is so far away from me. But, there is one thing that I’m confident in, whether I have that fully formed image yet or not, I’m going to be great at editing, because I commit to things. Five years ago, I committed to being the greatest editor I can be, and I refuse to disappoint myself or anyone else who has ever had that vision of me, taking over the world of writing one Oxford comma at a time.
             I didn’t really know what an editor was when I decided that I wanted to be one. It seems silly now that I would have chosen a life I didn’t know anything about, but editing does fit me surprisingly well. What is an editor? is a question that I have been discovering the answer to as I have started taking editing classes, looked into editing internships, and begun doing editing projects of my own, but what makes a good editor? That’s what I’m trying to find out, and I suppose to be a great editor one must first figure out what great editing is. 
            I think that to edit you have to know how to write. You have to know how incredibly painful it is to write. When I’m sitting at my desk at 2 a.m. staring at a blank page—because my writers block never breaks until about 4 a.m.—I always think of a quote that I once read from Kurt Vonnegut: “When I write I feel like an armless, legless man, with a crayon in his mouth.” This quote never fails to remind me that I’m not the only one who suffers when it comes to writing. Writing is really hard, and I think that’s important to remember when you’re editing someone else’s work. What I am about to attack with my editing marks, the author worked really hard on, but that doesn’t mean it’s perfect.  Letting other people edit my own work, work that I put so much into, is even harder, but I also acknowledge that it’s almost impossible for me to edit my own writing. After all, why would I want to tear apart something that I worked so hard on in the first place? But, it’s for the best. It always is.
            I wrote my first real essay in the fourth grade; it was about panda bears. I wrote my first good essay sophomore year, it was about Ernest Hemingway’s “Hills Like White Elephants” (apparently it was a life changing year when it comes to me and the written word). Since then, I have dedicated myself to trying to figure out writing: updating a weekly blog, writing for one of Brigham Young University’s student journals, and writing essays that I keep hidden on my computer’s hard-drive. It’s taken some time for me to figure writing out, and of course I’m still figuring it out, but learning how to write is something that I have worked hard on, so that I can be an editor. A really good editor.
            The next step in becoming a good editor is knowing the basics, those fundamental principles of grammar that start in grade school where you discover nouns, and verbs, and adverbs, and develop in later years into prepositions, and pronouns, and modifiers. Brigham Young University’s editing minor starts with the basics: breaking words down, breaking sentences down, breaking skills down that you thought you had already mastered in grammar. There are three to four grammar classes that I had to take before taking the class Basic Editing Skills. This has made it clear to me that to be a good editor, you have to know your grammar, and you have to know it well. It was a little daunting reading from The Copy Editor’s Handbook “In many ways, being a copyeditor is like sitting for an English exam that never ends: At every moment, your knowledge of spelling, grammar, punctuation, usage, syntax, and diction is being tested” (Einsohn 4). I finally feel validated in all the hours that I spent diagramming sentences for Ms. Walker’s sixth grade English class, so that maybe those hours can one day help me pass this “test” of the editing world.
When going through my editing classes, I really struggled in my Modern American Usage class, and for a summer I thought this meant that I wasn’t going to get to be an editor. For awhile, I thought my dreams were dashed—that the sixteen year old me had made a bad decision—and I started looking into other majors and minors and other professions, but I didn’t want any of them. I just wanted to be an editor. I looked back at what I had failed to learn in that class; and I learned it, because if those were the skills that I needed to be an editor, and if that was the knowledge that I needed to have, I was going to master it. I still slip up on my grammar. Please don’t get nervous as soon as you hear I am an editing minor, and assume that I will catch your every mistake. It actually doesn’t matter to me that you used the wrong version of your/you’re in that text, because I make mistakes all the time too, but I’m learning how not to so that I can be a good editor. A really good editor.
Once you learn what the rules are, it’s time to learn how to break them. Beautiful writing does not pass every rule in the grammar book. A lot of the time, what makes writing beautiful is that it dares to reject the rules and create its own. As an editor, you can’t take this away from the writer. As M. Lincoln Schuster explained, “Don’t worry too much about the mistakes you make deliberately, that is, disappointments and failure that may come from taking a calculated risk. Editing and publishing are risk-taking professions—sometimes they are wild gambles” (Gross 25). I hope that as an editor I get some chances to take risks and to let things that don’t work technically work lyrically. Perhaps sometimes this will fail, but sometimes it will be brilliant. And being a good editor means letting writing be brilliant, even if it breaks the rules.
To me, editing someone else’s writing is a lot like putting on make-up in the morning. It’s not what makes you pretty, but it sure can make you prettier: When you edit, you aren’t going to be what makes something great, but you sure can make it greater. I know I’m going to be a good editor because I want it. I want to be the person that makes writing greater. Williams said, “Editors themselves will remain subject to the ‘joy, fulfillment, grief, and frustration’ of their craft, hoping that their ultimately invisible labor will make a real and positive difference” (Gross 9). This is what I can see ahead of me. Editing will bring me great joy and great misery, but this is what I want. I want to be an editor and I want to be everything that comes along with that title.
If I think about it, I can see what others see when they get a vision of me as an editor, and I’m not going to let that vision get away from me. I’m willing to work for it, and I’m willing to do what it takes to get there. There is still so much about the world of editing that is mysterious to me. I don’t have any personal friends who are editors, and I don’t have family members who have told me all about it, so I feel like I’m forging my own path, but that’s also what makes it exciting to me. I did a lot of dumb things when I was sixteen—like we all did—but I did one thing right. I decided I wanted to be an editor, and I’ve been working towards that ever since. I won’t stop now. I am going to be an editor. A really good editor.

peace. love. and dream jobs.



Works Cited
Einsohn, Amy. The Copyeditor’s Handbook. Berkeley: University of California Press, 2011. Print.
Gross, Gerald, ed. Editors on Editing: What Writers Need to Know About What Editors Do. New York: Grove Press, 1993. Print. 

Sunday, March 17, 2013

my day of pies and puppies

This week Provo has finally gotten its act together. It made its way all the way up to the 60s this week, and after a long Utah winter, I think we were all ready for this. It reminded me of the first spring day in Paris last winter semester when I was studying abroad. One day, the sun came out and all of the sudden everyone else did too. It was one of my favorite days in Paris. Everything felt so alive after a winter of hibernation, and the city was in full bloom. BYUs campus emitted a very similar reaction with an outburst of spring clothes, studying on the lawn, and finally the opportunity to enjoy outdoor activities without wearing everything you own. Though, I won't lie to you, putting away my boots for the the summer is always very upsetting to me (I have a secret wish that I will get to wear them just a few more times). Weird fact about me, I hate sandals. I'm on the hunt for a pair that I like, they must exist somewhere out there??

Anyways....this week, the highlights were puppies and pie. How could you go wrong with a week that included sunshine, puppies, and pie? You cannot. You simply cannot.


I've made pies for Thanksgiving before, but this was my first "experimental pie." To play into the summery feeling I decided to make a strawberry pie. It was really good. I found the recipe online (here) when I was searching around and figured I would give it a try (I will admit though that I cheated and used a store bought crust, but I don't feel guilty about it). I made this pie on Thursday 3/14 in honor of Pi Day (3.14 get it?). This holiday is the one good thing that has ever come out of math (ok, maybe there are a couple other uses for that voodoo magic you people call math, but I just won't worry abut those). 


As a lovely little treat on Pi Day, there was also an event down by BYUs duck pond where you could play with puppies. Obviously, Hilary and I had to stop by. Someone asked me a little while ago what I was most looking forward to about having my own house one day, and the first thing that came to mind was getting my own dog. After more thought about the question, I am sticking to my answer. Dogs are the greatest. Can't wait till I have a life that is suitable for me to get my own puppy!

Hopefully your weather is warming up too. If not, wear your boots while you still can, you don't have much time left! And if you get the chance this week eat some pie and pet a puppy; you won't regret it. Both things bring the greatest kind of joy. 

peace. love. and pie. 


Monday, March 4, 2013

my other blogging

Some may know that the original reason that I started this blog was as an exercise in writing and in an effort to get a little more familiar with the world of online publishing. To further this interest of mine, last semester I became a bit more official in my blog writing. I have been working as a writer and editor on the blog for Brigham Young University's journal Stance for the Family. The articles are no hard hitting journalism. We publish recipes on Monday, activities around Provo on Wednesday, and editorials on Friday. Feel free to check some of the articles out that I wrote. I'll warn you though, the blog is still very new and as a blog team we are still figuring out how to run it, but it still has some cool stuff going on. You can also follow us on Facebook at BYU Stance or on Twitter @StanceBYU.


peace. love. and blogs. 

Sunday, January 6, 2013

my semester ahead

I have four semesters left at BYU. But, a few long months, many grueling essays and projects, some impossible tests and quizzes  and probably at least one mental break down from now I will only have three semesters left. This probably seems like a glorious prospect to a lot of people, but to me it is mostly just terrifying. I don't think I'm ready for the real world yet....wait I know I'm not ready for the real world yet, but I guess that's why I still have four semesters left.

On the plate for number four?
    Monday, Wednesday, Friday
       American Literature
       Basic Editing Skills
       and New Testament
   Tuesday, Thursday
       Internet Publishing
       and Shakespeare


What I am most nervous about is starting times! 9 am Ahh! Up until this semester I had a personal protest against starting classes before 10 am. Think about it. It is the perfect college class starting time, you wake up at 9 am or 8 am if you need to get in a little something extra, and you don't have to feel too guilty about staying up late (which everyone does in college all the time because we are foolish, and not ready for that real world I was talking about). First days of school already make me crazy nervous enough, and now I will probably be sleepy too. Darnit.

peace. love. and alarm clocks.
                                 (cause I'm gunna need mine this semester)

Sunday, October 28, 2012

my filling in the gaps

Recently I've had a lot of people ask "what do you like to do?" A question that I find absolutely ridiculous. I never know what to say. Ever. And then I just feel awkward. Obviously I like to do things...but I just really like to do everything. So I guess here is a bunch of the stuff that I haven't blogged about this semester, stretching back to the beginning and filling in some of the gaps that I have left. I suppose you could say that this is the stuff that I "like to do"...

Reuniting with my friends was glorious and a half. Can you believe that I was lucky enough to find this huge group of perfect girls to be friends with my freshmen year and we have all stayed together? Neither can I.

 Naturally with a group of friends this big, there is always something to be celebrated. Like one of your friends birthdays (Anna's birthday dinner above) or the marriage of one of your cute friends (remember I blogged about that one. Picture from Gretchen's bridal shower below).


 Of course going to BYU games is always a must. Gotta support the team. Eh?


And once it's fall, you have to participate in classic fall traditions like the corn maze....

 And driving up the canyon on the Alpine Loop to experience all the incredible fall colors (since fall only lasts for like 3 weeks when you are in Utah).


For one night we even kicked it back to the Freshmen year dance party days. Mostly so we could see Neon Trees play for free. I mean, wouldn't you go?

This is what happens when you start a tradition of doing a massive group blind date. It explodes into the most biggest group date you have ever seen. At this point I think it's actually just a party with even numbers... but hey it was fun.

And, most recently. Me, Hil, and a couple friends went to see Starf'er in concert (I apologize for their odd name, but there music is clean, chill, and fun. I promise). This concert was actually unreal fun. Way good live. 


Well, those are a few of the gaps that I have left this semester when blogging. I suppose now you know what I like to do. And perhaps I have a better idea now too...

peace. love. and junior year.












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