Day: May 4, 2020

100 Day Project, Day 28 – Literary Witch: Zora Neale Hurston

It was 12:30pm today when I realized that it was already lunchtime and we were still doing school work. Then the afternoon followed with our daily chore and spring cleaning out the front closet (including mopping inside the closet which probably hadn’t happened in years). Even though it felt good to get all of that done I was so sore and exhausted afterwards my whole body shut-down into some weird semi-conscious state where I was napping but also aware of everything that was going on around me yet physically unable to move.

At some point I did get a chance to pick this week’s Literary Witch and put Virginia Woolf away for now to make room for Zora Neale Hurston. This card brought back vivid memories of when I first read Their Eyes Were Watching God in an American Literature class in university and it being so different than anything I had read before. Coming from a very white conservative prairie city I just hadn’t been exposed literature that was so vastly different from anything my small world view knew about. I had spent junior high and high school reading Stephen King, John Steinbeck, and Thomas Hardy. My knowledge of the American Civil War came from the pages (and screen) of Gone With the Wind. Zora Neale Hurston blew me out of the water.

I remember reading Their Eyes Were Watching God a couple times the summer following that American Literature class. Laying on my couch in my basement apartment trying to avoid the sweltering Montreal heat. At some point before leaving Montreal I passed the book along to a friend and haven’t read it since.

This week’s card calls me to focus on stories: my own and others. And to listen – also to myself and others. I need to listen to my needs – some days I need to listen to my body and some days I need to ignore it and see how far I can push myself (which in a sense is listening to my wants because I don’t want to always have to step back and be that sick person). Times are also changing in our little family as people are growing and maturing. As the voices of my children grow older I need to start listening to them with new ears.

(These current blog posts are part of my #100dayproject and are written quickly and posted without significant editing. They are what they are, mistakes and all. Much like me.)