Showing posts with label introversion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label introversion. Show all posts

August 14, 2018

The Wallflower Box


My husband recently surprised me with a gift from The Wallflower Box.  I'm not big on surprises, but he tends to surprise me infrequently and when it's most needed.  Below are photos from the opening - excuse the non-edited cellphone photos' quality and size.  Baby A even sort of makes an appearance.  (Fyi: the item shown here is called the "Luxe Mystery Box" where you can choose a book, from their selection, to include with your order.) 


Initial thought: Sweet packaging, not overtly girly in look.  Love the minimal recyclable packaging.  Now, the contents of the package:

Unscented body butter

Bath bomb

Peach pie candle

Strawberry papaya green tea

Stress relief dough

Oil blend packaging

Bottle of oil blend

Carnelian pendant

Organic seeds

Back of organic seeds package


Final thoughts: Excited about the book, and I'll likely use almost everything in the box.  The peach pie candle scent is a bit cloying, but Baby A enjoys opening and closing the candle (under supervision, of course).  As for the other scents, the Bloom Blend oil smells calming to this picky-about-scents lady - if only the loose cap stayed on; and the bath bomb is delightfully scented without being too sweet or floral in nature.  Can't wait to try a cup of the uniquely flavored green tea, in addition to the unscented body butter.  I reached out to the maker of the sublimely scented stress relief dough, and she said there may a slight chance of peanut contamination, so I sadly won't be using it.  With a curious toddler, the carnelian-and-leather cord necklace is just my style.  And the organic seeds are perfect for growing next spring.  

Best yet, Baby A thinks the entire box - and its contents - is a present for her.  Keeps her busy for a good 15 minutes.  Thank you to my husband for this thoughtful gift, and to the ladies at The Wallflower Box for making this overtired mama feel pampered.



December 25, 2015

Introverting with You


Sometimes with the holidays, all one wants to do is cozy up with a steaming mug of coffee, tea, or hot cocoa and a book--and excuse all else.  Except for that one person who understands you most.  I know that I do, with my husband.  Socialization in small quantities does me best.  So with the holidays nearing, and whatever your plans may be, I hope you have a wonderful Christmas.  (Yes, I did indeed create the above book page art with this festive season in mind!)

As always, stay warm and kind...


August 02, 2015

Book Review: Everything I Never Told You

A few weeks ago, I finished reading Celeste Ng's novel, Everything I Never Told You, in three short days.  As a three-books-at-a-time sort of reader who takes months to finish a single book, I was amazed how quickly I was pulled headfirst into this novel's intriguing storyline.  An eloquent writer, Ng keeps the reader emotionally invested in her novel: this is also part of the intrigue.  Everything I Never Told You is a thriller set in the 1970s--it is a story about a promising teenager daughter, of a socially isolated mixed-race Chinese American family (the Lees), who mysteriously disappears one day.  The readers soon finds out that she has died, drowned in the nearby lake where families frequent on hot summer days in their small, white Midwest town.  As the Lees come to terms with the unexpected death of a favorite child, the tense family dynamics are revealed, painful and entrenched in their daily lives--and in their every interactions with one another.  The family dynamics are shaped as much by personal shortcomings as by the consciousness-shifting years of the 1960s and 1970s.

via my IG @ectiwshop

What I had not expected was the emotional sensitivity and the weaving of historical facts into the storyline, as each character reflects an aspect of the 1960s and 1970s social upheaval in America.  For instance, Marilyn, the white American mother, can be described as a feminist-in-hiding, whose attempts at escaping what she considers to be a stifling life as a housewife forever alters her family; the father, James, is an American-born Chinese, a professor of US history, whose deep-rooted internalized racism stunts all aspects of his personality in relation to others; the children themselves are each emotionally conflicted in their own way.  Nath, the eldest, is bright, quiet, and thoughtful, but is treated indifferently by his parents, while Lydia, the reticent middle child, is showered with her parents' love but also stifled by their unwavering expectations of her, which lead to her sudden death.  Only Hannah, the youngest and most intuitive of the three children, is able to see others clearly for who they are.  It is she, the ignored, observant ten-year-old Hannah, who the reader relies on to gauge the actions of other characters in the novel.  A question that came to me again and again as I read this novel was: Is introversion a reaction to one's environment, an inherent personality trait--or both?

Ng's sensitive portrayal of a multiracial family, comprised of unflinchingly imperfect people, is the highlight of this novel. How she skillfully makes her characters collide, interpret, and love one another, beyond racial boundaries and cliches, is pure fine-tuned storytelling.  Ng's writing style is both polished yet conversational, poetic and viscerally poignant--especially when describing internal dialogue.  The storyline travels back and forth in time, but is made relevant and understandable to the reader.  Her use of non-conventional similes, such as, for instance, when a drop of water trickles down the eldest son's neck "like a shy little mouse" are unique, but very abstract.  This novel an engrossing, cohesive, and complex-breezy read, while her honed-in perspective on a dark subject matter is refreshing.

With the tiger mom and the model minority myths still entrenched in the American consciousness, this novel attempts to Americanize the Chinese American family as a subject through the lens of the Lee family.  With Ng's deft writing style, the novel won Amazon's best book of the year award.  However, to be analytical here, the book does not market itself as an "ethnic American" book, which other popular Chinese American literary works have done in the past (for example, those by Amy Tan and Gish Jen).  Ng's novel does the opposite: the cover is devoid of Asian-style motifs, the layout is melancholy and sensationalist-thriller in appeal with its inclusion of dark blues and bold title formatting, adding to its mass market appeal.  The focus here is on content--and on literary readership at large rather than on the romanticized, Orientalist niche.  Yet, the novel's cover, without any direct indicators of race or ethnicity beyond the author's name, implies that we live in a post-racial society--where racism is no longer an issue.  We surely do not, as the novel compellingly illustrates.  

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Ng, who received an MFA from the University of Michigan, grew up in Pennsylvania and Ohio.  She has spoken openly about her own experiences with racism, some of which are included in the pages of her novel.  Ironically enough, part of her allure as a writer (and the allure of her book) is that Ng, herself a Chinese American, was initially hesitant to write about Chinese American characters because of the assumption that she must write only about race.  She says to The Guardian:

“There’s this sense that whiteness is the default and does not need to be questioned. That you’ve got a race if you’re black, or any kind of Asian, or any kind of Native American, but that you have no race if you are white. When I started writing, for a long time I was hesitant about writing any Asian characters.”
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Everything I Never Told You shines through thick fog like a welcoming searchlight.  Yes, the book is about a multiracial family, but somehow we can all relate.  Heart-rending and insightful, the ending is emotionally fulfilling, pulling together the loose ends of the novel, and revealing to the reader much more than we expected to hear.


April 01, 2015

EC | TIW: Witty Introvert Poem


I wrote this witty introvert poem in March 2015 to demystify assumptions often associated with introversion from my own (introverted) perspective.  Topics I've tackled through writing include anxiety, frustrating social expectations, a rich inner life, and more.  No further explanations are required on your part.  This humorous, celebratory poem is printed on sage green cardstock and ships with a presentable envelope, making it a great gift for an introvert--or even as an explanatory tongue-in-cheek gift for extroverts.  Baffled looks when you politely decline another social event?  Perhaps no more!  At least, in theory.

Available for purchase in my shop here.

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Would you like a poem written just for you, or need assistance with a written work?  My professional writing services provide an engaging range of writing and editing options with the client in mind.


August 13, 2014

On Bridal Showers



A few weeks ago, I attended my very first bridal shower.  And yes, I did enjoy myself.

The reason why I discuss this bridal shower is that for my own comfort level to be met, I had to treat the event like a social experiment: a chance to get into the inner world of, and experience firsthand as a guest, a traditional event that precedes a large, festive wedding.  From this perspective, I was more observer than participant, which was fine for me, as this from-the-sidelines perspective is nothing new.  It was from this view that I saw all the minute details involved in planning this bridal shower, which took the planner-friend two painstaking days to set up for a five-hour celebration; I also noticed the sense of pride that is present in an event as deeply steeped in tradition as this; and the proud sense of expectation and reciprocation.

Although I immediate err on the side of sharp observation, the beautiful details of this gilded event did not escape my field of vision: the softly hued sweet-yet-decadent handmade decor, the seamless inclusion of traditional bridal shower games, and the gentle camaraderie among the shower guests was keenly felt.  Everyone cared.  This was not lost upon me.

However glad I am that the shower was a sweet success, I am even more glad that the event is over.  Now I can relax--well, sort of--until the wedding itself.  Put up my feet and get caffeinated while writing, which is more within my own comfort zone.

I've previously blogged about this wedding-related anxiety here and here.

June 27, 2014

Summer Days Ahead

Shiso 

All I want to do is cultivate my indoor garden and read classic literature this summer.  However, I've got a lot more to do in the next few months, such as:

1. Work on my new domain : www.theintrovertedwriter.com--I'm very excited about this very recent development.  (It is my hope that this particular site, if it comes to manageable fruition, will constitute an easier-to-remember link.  Yes, it is from my experience that people tend to not remember the name, EmeraldCut!  My blog and Etsy shop urls will remain the same.)

2. Figure out some important EmeraldCut logistics, in relation to the new (hopefully) easier-to-remember site.  (Define, define, define.)


3. Cultivate my indoor garden.  (Enough said.  Something as simple as caring for an indoor, windowsill garden = sanity.)

 4. Read.  (Mainly, finish reading the two books that I have on my desk by the end of summer, and if this is done, start a few more; I'm a very slow and compulsive reader.)

Reading

5. Drink coffee on a regular basis. (A girl can have her coffee, can't she?  For me, a morning coffee is part of the contemplative process of easing into the day, of helping to generate new ideas, perspectives, and thoughts.  It is often that these wildly erratic, caffeine-high thoughts provide the fundamental blueprint for EmeraldCut items for sale in my shop, in addition to inspiration for blog topics.)




6. Psyche myself up for this bridesmaid business.  (Terrifying, indeed, for me!)

7. Learn how to embrace changes.  (I think that this a statement that rings true for many introverts who tend to dance to the beat of their own drum rather than follow the crowd.  If you're like me, changes can sometimes throw you off-kilter.  But instead of viewing change as disorienting, look at it as a learning experience.  A disorienting learning experience is more like it!  This adjustment in mindset is far easier said than done, but I'm working on it.)


How will you spend your summer?  I hope it's both relaxing and productive!

November 12, 2013

Reading List Joy

I have recently acquired two very interesting and different books that I am extremely excited about and looking forward to reading.  One is a gift from a dear friend, a true kindred spirit, who always finds the most extraordinary books that suit my rather specific, subject-driven tastes.  The other is a collection of essays that has been saved in my list of "Books to Read" for quite sometime now.  For those who have been following this blog, you probably know about my infatuation with books, so this blog post is probably not a surprise.

It's like how some (most) people joyfully blog about their day, but I ecstatically blog about books.

Do you have a list of books to read one day?  I think that the list is my attempt at getting organized (my desk and workspace are a mess).

October 19, 2013

In the Blogging Spirit

An image from my October photo-a-day challenge.
Read about it here.

Been thinking a lot about my comfort zone lately, which has always been quite cushy and warm.  But lately, it's become rather overwhelming and stagnant--like a bad rush of mid-summer heat in the fall.  So, in the blogging spirit, to push myself out of that comfort zone, I'm going to let you in on a secret: someone who I am close to is getting married, and asked me to be one of her bridesmaids...I am terrified.  The photographs (that I won't share here, sorry), the full-on upbeat smiles, the dress I most likely won't be comfortable in, the ceremonial camaraderie of it all.  It frightens me so, to the point of my only saying yes because she is who she is to me; and she is lovely.  (By the way, yes, I did indeed say yes.)  Picking my own bridesmaid dress would alleviate much of the anxiety (hint hint).  But all playfulness aside, she--a quieter soul, herself--is as graceful, poised, and silly as I am contemplative and introverted, so I know it will all be fine.  It will be a beautiful day.

September 07, 2013

When Has Introversion Become Popular?

23 Signs You're Secretly An Introvert

Is it just me, or has there currently been a plethora of articles and books touting the benefits of introversion and introverted people?  These subject-specific writings typically state introvert traits and then attempt to explain them through an extrovert's eyes.  I get that the mutual understanding and respect of personality and relational differences, rather than finger pointing or dismissal, is important to general societal well-being and personal relationships--but when has the quiet, thoughtful type become popular?  I understand the marketing value; it is the popularization of the concept itself (which is by definition the opposite of extroversion) that I do not understand, since introverts tend to avoid the crowds, so to speak.  We have always been misunderstood and misinterpreted, so why all the fuss now?  Maybe it's pure inquisitiveness.

On the topic of introversion vs. extroversion, a confusing thing about the whole introvert-extrovert spectrum, because it really is a spectrum, is that humans are far more complex than we acknowledge ourselves to be.  We derive our stolid importance from our black-and-white categorizations, our personality tests, and our personal identifications--which more often than not are rigid and lean strongly towards the extrovert ideal as the measuring point.  The truth is that most of us fall somewhere in between on this spectrum, although we are sometimes unsure of how far we lean to the left or right.  Being comfortable in one's skin is the key here because as we all know, popularity is a fickle, unpredictable bedfellow that is both a sign of the times and yes, faddish.

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If you're interested in reading about introversion, I highly suggest Susan Cain's Quiet.

May 30, 2013

Hey, Google

Google,*
   Why have you made it mandatory for those who post comments on Blogspot blogs to also have a Google+ account?  With this top-down decision, you have disabled me from commenting on Blogspot blogs without first signing up for a Google+ account.  It's eery, this new addition to your monolithic web franchise, as Google+ is reminiscent of the exclusivity of Facebook, as well as the high school mentality that runs rampant over there, even among adults.  Wait, wasn't Google+ initially touted as the "grown up" alternative to Facebook?

Sometimes people do not want to sign up for yet another Internet site.  We are too boggled down by the current sites we belong to--and not to mention, all the online conversational buzz can be overwhelming and over-stimulating.  Creativity, although stimulated in part by technology, can also just as easily be stifled by it, too.

I am not proposing that Google+ (or Facebook, for that matter) is a horrible social network--I cannot critique what I have not experienced firsthand.  Instead, I strongly believe that those who leave comments on Blogspot should have the choice of web anonymity or publicity.  Then the dialogue can openly begin without its participants first having been socially branded.

Regards,

   EmeraldCut


*Disclaimer:
I am unsure if this pre-comment, needing to create a Google+ account is the case across the board for all blogspot.com blogs.  Through my limited experience, there appears to be a correlation between Blogger folks with Google+ and this option-less issue.  

April 24, 2013

Lately


How have you been lately?  Been outside pretty often since the spring bug hit us with 65-degree weather.  I'm not too hot on spring/summer-like weather, as I am constantly searching for rain, but I love growth, and boy did plants grow this past week.  From shriveled leaves and spindly offshoots shot forth curvaceous, thick foliage: the sun-seeking nooks and crannies especially made for quite a show.  Colors quickly brightened and expanded, reaching for a greater height and depth...


And look, my Thumbelina Leigh Lavender is beginning to bud!

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Sometimes I amaze myself at how frequently I derive pleasure from the natural world, including its stilling wordlessness.  As of late, mere thoughts have collected significance, leaving in its wake a profound impact that had spilled into days and weeks; and now months.  It is this sense of wide-eyed, thought-heavy wonder that I leave you until my next post...

December 26, 2012

The Tangible Material

How was your holiday season?  Hope it went well.  This Christmas season, I realized something.  As a person who isn't too into material things, I have too much--I can probably do without most of it.  It's not that I am not deeply appreciate and grateful for all of this stuff (some of which I had personally asked for), it's just that it all just sits there, making you happy one minute, while adding to your visual clutter the next, overwhelming the senses and exacerbating the underlying holiday migraine from too much busyness.

Maybe it's just an introvert thing.

I much prefer thoughts, but no one can ever give a complex thought as a gift.  Well, unless it is a quote printed onto something tangible.  If this was the case, it would have to be a darned good quote, indeed.

Lastly, a slice of humble pie:
An EmeraldCut shop review was recently featured in The Chakra Glow's lovely blog.  See the review here.  Thank you, Courtney, for the kindness!

If any of you would like to share your EmeraldCut item photos or reviews, I would love to hear from you.  Simply leave a post comment, or convo me.