The Trials of Blogging; Beeswax; and What Happened in ‘The Pact’

My last blog entry, posted on 27th Feb, was actually written in early January. I was unsure as to what to write about, whether I actually wanted to blog or not, whether I could stay focused, committed. I saved it as a draft, figuring I’d get back to it. Needless to say, I did not achieve either focus or commitment, but in my defense I’ve had a busy couple of months. Aside from a three week trip to Western Australia – the opposite side of the country  to the  beautiful state of Tasmania that I call home, I have been busily making beeswax candles. It is my partners idea, something he wants to do, to work for himself – but at the moment he is working for someone else, and I am working at home, so I am the one making the candles. I love it. The beeswax has a natural honey scent that fills the house and the act of melting the wax and pouring the candles has to be done slowly – to ensure the wax is not burnt when melted, or spilt when poured; making me slow down – forcing me to  be patient.

Making these candles I have learnt so much about beeswax and about paraffin, which has been the main product used to create candles for some time now. Aside from the fact that beeswax is a sustainable by-product of honey, it also acts as a natural air purifier, removing the toxins from our air – toxins that regular, paraffin candles actually add to (did you know paraffin is made from a sludgy by-product of petroleum!!). Beeswax also has a higher burning point than parafin, which means that the candles will last longer, and beeswax doesn’t result in a smoky flame like paraffin can. There is so much more information out there – if you’re interested to know more just google “Benefits of Beeswax” and see what comes up.

But I have digressed. In my last post I mentioned that I had started reading The Pact, by Jodi Picoult. I did get through it, although there were several occasions when I put the book down and decided I couldn’t read anymore. And my suspicions were partly right – but mostly wrong. As usual Jodi managed to surprise me with an ending I did not see coming. It is another brilliant book by Jodi, I love her stories – her portrayal and understanding of human emotions is something I envy.

Books I want to read…

I’ve been trying to learn more about blogging – reading through forum posts on blogs, skimming (because that’s all I feel I have time for) other people’s blogs. I came across an interview with Thomas Keneally on Taiwanxifu’s blog: He is the author of The Chant of Jimmie Blacksmith, a book that has intrigued me ever since it was first mentioned on a tv ad, of all places. I don’t even remember what the advertisement was for – encouraging reading perhaps? The title grabbed me. I have no idea what the story is about (aside from the fact it is about the Australian Aborigines), or even whether it is one I would really enjoy, but the first time I heard the title I thought ‘I must read that’. So it has been added to my list of Recommended Reading – of which I have several, floating about in various locations. I misplace them for a while – start another.

The problem is that along with the long lists of books I want to read, I have books on shelves I haven’t yet read. The Pact, by Jodi Picoult, I started just the other day, a christmas present from a couple of years ago it has sat with the other Jodi Picoult books (all of which I have finished) awaiting it’s turn. I started the other day, read for a couple of hours, decided I couldn’t read any more. The following day I found myself picking it up again – it’s terribly sad – a 17 year-old girl is dead, her boyfriend claims she committed suicide but he was the only one with her and has been accused of her murder. So far I believe him, and I have my suspicions about why the girlfriend chose to end her life – but Jodi’s books so often have an unexpected twist at the end I’m not certain it will play out the way I think it will.

My thoughts, I suppose, are that I really should finish what’s on my shelves before I go seeking out books from elsewhere – but that doesn’t mean I will.