tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21997604.post114520907191880597..comments2024-03-28T08:22:41.115-07:00Comments on Grow Wings -- the Journal of Laini Taylor: Sunday Scribblings #3Laini Taylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064837312936707024noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21997604.post-1146237356359386212006-04-28T08:15:00.000-07:002006-04-28T08:15:00.000-07:00I'm a week or two late commenting on this entry, o...I'm a week or two late commenting on this entry, or maybe like 18 years late...but...<BR/><BR/>I call my years in cul-de-sac "Paradise", too.Kristyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02424879524023511785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21997604.post-1145402071061956262006-04-18T16:14:00.000-07:002006-04-18T16:14:00.000-07:00your progression through childhood is so well writ...your progression through childhood is so well written...you chose images that helped to put me there quickly, in such small spaces (per location). and as others have said, the connection to location and loss of power is really something. it's an interesting idea to follow - place & power. thank you (and thanks for the photo - you were SO adorable)! and thanks too for the theme this week.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21997604.post-1145380847351562702006-04-18T10:20:00.000-07:002006-04-18T10:20:00.000-07:00Incredible. What a life, Laini! No wonder you are ...Incredible. What a life, Laini! No wonder you are so amazingly creative...what a wellspring of life to draw from. And that "dissolving of power" lastly can happen anywhere at all. It happened to me in college. <BR/><BR/>I think that dissolving was temporary, though, because I can feel your spirit right through my screen!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21997604.post-1145376791244661142006-04-18T09:13:00.000-07:002006-04-18T09:13:00.000-07:00Those were the days Beautiful days!Those were the days <BR/>Beautiful days!White Squarehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04091445212688733015noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21997604.post-1145372538195360142006-04-18T08:02:00.000-07:002006-04-18T08:02:00.000-07:00What lovely little snippets - beautiful!! Where i...What lovely little snippets - beautiful!! Where in Virginia? I grew up there too...Swirlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12657027738991952811noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21997604.post-1145318048937808152006-04-17T16:54:00.000-07:002006-04-17T16:54:00.000-07:00Wow, you have been all around the world. I have l...Wow, you have been all around the world. I have lived in a few places and visited a few places but nothing like this! HOw amazing! BrandiPowpourrihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10417424861414096053noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21997604.post-1145312945110821052006-04-17T15:29:00.000-07:002006-04-17T15:29:00.000-07:00I'm sure that some of the moving had to be hard on...I'm sure that some of the moving had to be hard on you, but what wonderful and colorful memories you have to share!<BR/><BR/>Thanks for giving us a glimpse into your world travels when you were wee! :-)Kim G.https://www.blogger.com/profile/02580039996408082406noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21997604.post-1145308596457103532006-04-17T14:16:00.000-07:002006-04-17T14:16:00.000-07:00What an amazing, varied childhood you had. It exp...What an amazing, varied childhood you had. It explains what an imaginative and creative and full person you became!<BR/><BR/>P.S. I've been trying to email you but they keep getting bounced back -meghanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06041527732133374839noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21997604.post-1145306979626411872006-04-17T13:49:00.000-07:002006-04-17T13:49:00.000-07:00These were such great memories.. I loved the cul-d...These were such great memories.. I loved the cul-de-sac story, it made me think of what I've been thinking of lately - how free childhood seemed when we were young. Sigh.<BR/><BR/>Cane sugar spiders don't seem like something I would enjoy!!! GAH!!!hollibobollihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09620733762809711175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21997604.post-1145305283160264982006-04-17T13:21:00.000-07:002006-04-17T13:21:00.000-07:00Your childhood is quite fascinating, lady. I love...Your childhood is quite fascinating, lady. I love that picture at the top too. :-)Shesawriterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14904247751806210823noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21997604.post-1145295484388966772006-04-17T10:38:00.001-07:002006-04-17T10:38:00.001-07:00That childhood must have filled your head with all...That childhood must have filled your head with all the fantasies that help you write and create now in adult life. I believe that some people always remain children at heart while others were always adults, even as children.Claudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13354452103151051055noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21997604.post-1145295481255838992006-04-17T10:38:00.000-07:002006-04-17T10:38:00.000-07:00Laini..Wonderful memories! I love them...I've alwa...Laini..Wonderful memories! I love them...I've always said that a person can learn so much by "travel"...I lived in Thailand for 2 years when I was 16 and 17..what a great time! (That would be a good story for my Sunday Scribble).viccihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14526235206599677987noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21997604.post-1145290102424487932006-04-17T09:08:00.000-07:002006-04-17T09:08:00.000-07:00Sounds wonderful! What a way to learn about the wo...Sounds wonderful! What a way to learn about the world. My mom was an army brat as well, they were actually at Pearl Harbour during the attack- she wasn't born yet, but always heard about it from her family. They moved from Hawaii when she was just a baby- one of her big regrets!<BR/>You are so lucky!Mhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06756541991772750190noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21997604.post-1145279549777022192006-04-17T06:12:00.000-07:002006-04-17T06:12:00.000-07:00Oh, this evolution of a girl through her environme...Oh, this evolution of a girl through her environment was so moving to me! I have to admit a bit of longing for that sort of childhood myself--but, I bought the house I grew up in and I'm still here, mining my past within these same four walls. It sounds like perhaps you landed in each "place" exactly when you needed to...and maybe my deeply twisted, sunken roots are essential to me too. Thank you for getting me thinking this morning!Left-handed Trees...https://www.blogger.com/profile/06057727021295729384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21997604.post-1145256764841744712006-04-16T23:52:00.000-07:002006-04-16T23:52:00.000-07:00I love that photo! Your childhood sounds like such...I love that photo! Your childhood sounds like such an adventure... I've always lived in the same town.Jennifer S.https://www.blogger.com/profile/04095295914294471508noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21997604.post-1145253689228297172006-04-16T23:01:00.000-07:002006-04-16T23:01:00.000-07:00i'm loving learning about you! i wasn't a navybrat...i'm loving learning about you! i wasn't a navybrat but i went to a different school for every single year of grade school (k-7) which made life so interesting. i'm certainly adaptable, or so i like to believe i am, to change!kelly raehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08018657951979637249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21997604.post-1145249964191787732006-04-16T21:59:00.000-07:002006-04-16T21:59:00.000-07:00Colorful life!Colorful life!Kristinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18266495150913013825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21997604.post-1145244062367609042006-04-16T20:21:00.000-07:002006-04-16T20:21:00.000-07:00How much do I love that Jim leaves you such loving...How much do I love that Jim leaves you such loving comments? Much. :) What a wonderfully diverse geographic arc you traveled! The best part about all of this (in my opinion) is that you can take all of the best parts of the Italy years...and incorporate them into the NOW. A few years ago I started remembering a time when I was about four and using THAT version of myself as a touchstone to center THIS version. How lucky we are that as adults we can filter our childhood memories and only place those we truly cherish on the shelf where we can admire them at will. Italy sounds like a place you truly cherished.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21997604.post-1145243684742090762006-04-16T20:14:00.000-07:002006-04-16T20:14:00.000-07:00I too was a Navy brat but never landed in such rom...I too was a Navy brat but never landed in such romantic settings. California and Illinois were my bases. And when you arrive in Hawaii at 9 month of age and leave 9 months later, well, Hawaii hardly counts. You are so lucky to have lived in Italy when you did. I dream of going there someday.Annie Jeffrieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15415548089882625246noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21997604.post-1145234462162975382006-04-16T17:41:00.000-07:002006-04-16T17:41:00.000-07:00What an adventure you lead. I am so jealous. I hav...What an adventure you lead. I am so jealous. I have lived most of my life within this great state and had the constant longing for more and the idea that more is out there. So I cherish stories of travel, distinction good or bad and I appreciate yours. Thank you for sharing and oh how I wish I could see what you have.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21997604.post-1145229587393818622006-04-16T16:19:00.000-07:002006-04-16T16:19:00.000-07:00what an exotic childhood you had! I felt the pang...what an exotic childhood you had! I felt the pang when you spoke of your 14 year old self hitting the hard cold world of Belgium after Italy's vibrant warmth-- how I wish I could gather up all the teen girls and shepherd them through that difficult time.<BR/>~bluepoppyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21997604.post-1145228786226180402006-04-16T16:06:00.000-07:002006-04-16T16:06:00.000-07:00What a life you had! What a blessing.But, 14. Hmmm...What a life you had! What a blessing.<BR/>But, 14. Hmmmmm... A horrible age, indeed! Rotten. :( <BR/><BR/>:)Amberhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04680903854519503303noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21997604.post-1145228684747789892006-04-16T16:04:00.000-07:002006-04-16T16:04:00.000-07:00Now you really caught my interest - I want to know...Now you really caught my interest - I want to know more....:)Endmenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13711896605197134394noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21997604.post-1145220886416410062006-04-16T13:54:00.000-07:002006-04-16T13:54:00.000-07:00Mmm, such wonderful sparkling snapshots of a roami...Mmm, such wonderful sparkling snapshots of a roaming childhood, and then, yes, the new country we found ourselves in. i wouldn't be a teenager again even if offered a million pounds... i loved your post - thank you SxSusannah Conwayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11729273567277588887noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21997604.post-1145218935549789732006-04-16T13:22:00.000-07:002006-04-16T13:22:00.000-07:00This post was simple yet powerful, I loved it. I ...This post was simple yet powerful, I loved it. I struggled with finding peramaters for this topic, and you accomplished it so smoothly. I loved the part about your little sister not being as much fun as you hoped (I hear that, although with age she has gotten pretty great), and I know the feeling of losing power around 14. You really vocalized something that I have been thinking about but couldn't quite form into coherent sentences. Beautiful! (Oh, and I'm going to Belgium in the next 2 weeks...I'll think of you!) xo.Maggie Mayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05099168737641212825noreply@blogger.com