The Mystery Blogger Award (because it never hurts to do good things again. and twice.)

The lovely Maya Joelle and the lovely C.M. have both tagged me for the Mystery Blogger Award. (C.M. tagged me first, to be quite frank, but the sentence sounded better in the order I wrote it.)

I thank you both from the bottom of my heart.

(That sounded super sarcastic, but it…wasn’t. I’m sorry, guys.  I’m a little tired. I really liked your questions, though, and enjoyed writing this post up.)

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the rules:

Put the award logo/image on your blog.

Thank whoever nominated you and provide a link to their blog.

Mention the creator of the award and provide a link as well (this award was created by Okoto Enigmas).

Answer the five questions you were asked.

Nominate ten – twenty people.

Notify your nominees by commenting on their blogs linking to their most recent posts.

Ask your nominees any five questions of your choice with one weird or funny question.

Share a link to your best post(s).

c.m.’s questions:

What is one vice you must fight against the most often?

Huh.

Well, there’s a bit near the end of Mere Christianity where C. S. Lewis talks about pride. First he talks about vanity, but then he talks about how people can be proud without being at all vain, and they and other people may never even realize they’re proud. So, I’m really not vain, and I often feel like pride isn’t one of the sins I struggle with…and then I remember this and I’m like, whoa. Nope. I definitely have a problem with pride.

I think pride is the vice a lot of people struggle with the most, actually, only so many people don’t even know it.  It’s so insidious.  And there’s such a fine line between “I don’t care what other people think of me because it’s who I am that matters in God’s sight and should matter in mine, not how I appear,” and “I don’t care what other people think of me because what value do the opinions of that rabble have anyway?”

You know what I’m saying? We shouldn’t care what others think of us, it’s true (except maybe as an indicator, if they’re people we trust, that we’re doing something we shouldn’t), and yet…we can so easily get ourselves not to care by just devaluing them. Which is even worse.

As a pretty independent-minded person, yeah, I think this kind of pride is the vice I struggle the most with.

…And maybe, because of that, my social anxiety is in a way a blessing? Because I often obsess at three a.m. over, was I rude?, and yes, it’s annoying and awful, but maybe without it I’d remember less often that other people matter too.

Man, I’ve never in my life seen my shyness as any sort of blessing in any way, and now I’m thinking maybe it is.  I love how deep this question was.

Which fictional character can you relate to the most and why?

Eowyn, from The Lord of the Rings.

That’s why.

Pick three historical figures you would wish to meet and have tea/coffee with. What would you discuss with them?

I kind of hate this question. I’ve never dwelt on the question, “What if I could meet historical people I admire?” because it’s so painful knowing I can’t. But now I’m being forced to dwell on it. Thanks, C.M. *glares*

Okay. Alfred the Great of Wessex – I’d want to talk about faith, and what it’s like to almost lose your kingdom, and Latin, and what historical people did he look up to, and…so many things. I’d probably forget half of them if I actually met him.

Jeb Stuart – you know that would be entertaining. I’d ask him to tell me war stories. This would have to be before he was killed, though, so…I’m not sure when we’d get the opportunity? (I’d also like to know his opinions on the general politics of the war, if he had any. And any horsemanship tips.)

I really want to say Tolkien or Chesterton, but I’m going to say Thomas Jefferson instead – he was rather fond of giving young people advice, but I need it enough that I’d love it.  I’d ask him for reading recommendations, and we’d discuss geology and agriculture and politics and the French Revolution and the importance of stories in developing the moral imagination and SO MUCH STUFF. I feel like I could talk to Thomas Jefferson for hours. He was so smart and, I suspect, so kind, and he was interested in everything. Oh, and I’d ask him about the early days of the American Revolution. And did he approve of Madison’s actions regarding the War of 1812? What did he really think of slavery and should he have dealt with that better in his own personal life? (I probably wouldn’t ask that, actually, because I don’t want to be rude, but I’d wonder.) OH, and I’d ask him about the violin; what were his favorite pieces, what did he think of Vivaldi, what were his musical opinions in general? I WANT THIS CONVERSATION TO HAPPEN SO MUCH.

What story world would you choose to live in until your dying breath? (Yep, there’s no goin’ back.)

Middle-earth. That’s not even hard. I’d spend my days in Rohan, go on some adventures to the Misty Mountains and the Western Wilds (Fangorn is practically my backyard; I could go there on weekend trips), get Gimli to show me around Moria, vacation in Rivendell (considering I probably couldn’t vacation in Lothlorien), and maybe even sail those southern seas to see the other lands in Middle-earth that we hear so little of.  Then, in my ripe old age, I’d retire to the Shire and open an orphanage.

What is one movie you wish more people would watch? (Or a book if you’re really not into films.)

The Perfect Game. So few people have heard of it, it’s sad.

When I first watched it, I thought, wow, what an amazing story. Even kind of believable although it would never actually happen in real life. And then it turned out it was based on a true story, SO. “Truth, of course, must of necessity be stranger than fiction,” says the ever-wise Chesterton, “for we have made fiction to suit ourselves.”

Anyway it’s about a group of Mexican kids who learn to play baseball and compete in the Little League World Series of 1957. It is so sweet (without being sappy) and so funny and so good.  A movie worthy of the sport it is centered around – and believe me, I do not say that lightly. 😛

maya’s questions:

What is your favorite mystery book?

This question could’ve been so hard.  Whose Body? would’ve won out over The Murder of Roger Ackroyd, its less-brilliant twist made up for by the fact that Peter Wimsey > Hercule Poirot, and that detective-assisted suicide is Not Cool, Fam.  But the conflict would have been bloody.

Fortunately, all that is averted, because I recently read The Daughter of Time and GOODNESS ME, IS THIS LOVE? IS THIS WHAT MAKES LIFE DIVINE? The secret to writing the best mystery novel ever, it turns out, is solving a mystery that the reader already cares about before she even starts your book…Alas, that fact is not much use in general, but do bear it in mind, mystery writers.

What is your favorite mystery movie?

The Big Sleep. With Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall? If you haven’t seen it, you really ought to.

And then you should watch it again so you can pick up on all the clues you missed the first time around.

What is the most mysterious thing about you?

My perfect contentment with being single, apparently. It has engendered even more astonishment and mystification than my dislike of coffee and cake.

*shrugs* I don’t get it, either. Being single is great. Much better than coffee. Or cake. (But not coffee cake. That is better than being single, I have to say.)

Why do you think this tag is called “the mystery blogger award”?

‘Cuz it was created by Okoto Enigmas. (Key word: enigmas.) That’s my very boring theory, anyway.

this question is a mystery. react to its mysteriousness.

My dear Watson, it’s not a mystery at all. I know exactly what this sentence is hiding.

[Watson: You do? What’s it hiding?]

Pish-tosh, it’s quite obvious! Don’t tell me you don’t see it, my good fellow!

[Watson: I’m afraid, Holmes, that I don’t.]

Well, I shall give you time to think about it. You’ll certainly perceive the solution in a moment.

[Watson: I shall?]

Of course you shall. Now goodbye, old chap, I’m off to play my violin in an opium den whilst running the results of a recent chemical test I performed on the blood of a murder victim through my head. I need to relax, don’t you know.

[Watson: ……… ]

my best post:

I’ve actually changed my mind from last time. I think it’s this one (’cause I feel strongly about this, I guess), although this one (in which, by much racking my memory and occasional cheating, I managed to come up with fourteen whole romances that have proceeded from my pen) also brings me a rather inordinate amount of joy.

concluding paraphernalia:

I shall not tag anybody this time, but some questions have sprung to mind, to which I’d love to see your answers in the comments (or in a post, if you want to consider yourself tagged): What is the best fictional friendship of all time? Can someone be interesting if nothing about them is a mystery? What is Hercule Poirot’s issue? Do you think (assuming you’re not one now) if you’d grown up among pacifists, you’d be a pacifist now? (And vice versa if you are a pacifist. And if you grew up one or the other and are now the opposite of the one you grew up as, what made you change your mind?) If the moon really was made of green cheese, would you eat it?

17 thoughts on “The Mystery Blogger Award (because it never hurts to do good things again. and twice.)

  1. I loved reading your answers! Also, C.M. is also known as Mlle. Tomato? Goodness, she has a lot of names.

    Going to do my best to answer your questions, because I really do like questions. Okay. Best fictional friendship is… Darrow and Cassius from the Red Rising books (recently discovered) and/or Max and Liesl from The Book Thief. I’m sure there are many more but I’m blanking just now.

    I could easily see myself being a pacifist if I had grown up among them, at least for a period of my life, simply because (as a young person) I was/am fairly impressionable and tend to trust authority figures in my life. However, if someone ever handed me a Bible or gave me access to a library or the internet, I think I’d change my mind. I guess I’ll never actually know, though.

    No. But I’d consider doing so if it were made of blue cheese. (If it was?? I can never tell which word is correct here.)

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    1. Well, see, she said that if she was a vegetable she’d be a tomato, and I was like “BOB,” and she was like “okay but Bob isn’t a girl’s name,” and…that’s where Mlle. Tomato came from (basically). She said it was okay to call her that. I really like it and it’s how I think of her now so…I hope it’s okay to so refer to her? Maybe I should edit that though…

      Yesss I wanted to hear your answers.
      OKAY. I’ve been meaning to read Red Rising ever since a friend told me about it! And now I hear it contains one of the best fictional friendships of all time?? (Fictional friendships being one of my favorite things in all of fiction???) MUST READ THIS.
      Also, yes, Max and Liesl. Adorable.

      That’s very interesting! And it makes sense. (Are we assuming you’d be a pacifist raised in the belief that pacifism is what the Bible teaches? Because in that case I’m sure actual reading of the Bible would make one change one’s mind. But if one hadn’t been taught, as we in our actual lives have been, that the Bible is the Word of God…would we give any weight to what it says at all?? I’m quite curious now.)

      That is wise. Blue cheese is good, green cheese…might be good? I guess? But it doesn’t sound good and I don’t think the risk is worth it. (lol I think “were” is correct there? because I think it was a subjunctive clause….i think. idk. It’s so much easier to tell in Spanish than in English. I don’t know why English had to make it hard.)

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      1. I highly recommend Red Rising! Warning: plenty of mature content, esp. violence and language.

        Hmmm, now you’re making me think more than I thought I was going to have to… XD *thinks hard* I guess I’d either be raised in the belief that pacifism was what the Bible teaches, or that the Bible isn’t relevant/isn’t the Word of God, or I just wouldn’t know about the Bible.

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  2. Pride is a nasty insidious beast, yes.

    YOUR HISTORICAL CONVERSATIONS. I would like to be a fly on the wall. Particularly for Jeb Stuart, of course. But also Jefferson. I never actually thought about Jefferson being kind and interesting to talk to, but you’ve made me reconsider my lack of interest in the man. Actually, you’ve made me reconsider the whole thing about being able to talk to historical figures at all; I’ve always been rather glad I’d never get the chance to talk with them, because they’re intimidating and I would be sure to embarrass myself…or simply because I’m sure the real people would be disappointing in some way or other. But you know what, it could be nice to corner a historical human in a coffee shop.

    The Perfect Game is beauteous. I should rewatch it.

    HA, Hercule vs. Lord Peter. I’ve not yet read a Poirot that could contest with a Wimsey (okay, lie; I must admit that Agatha Christie has probably made me gasp and scream more with two or three books than Dorothy L. Sayers has with all the Lord Peter novels combined), but then I’ve not read The Murder of Roger Ackroyd. (Also, detective-assisted suicide. WHAT IS WITH THAT TROPE. *glares at Wimsey* Not cool, my friends. Not cool. At all.)

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    1. (This is Megan Chappie, btw. My little sister posted my comment before it was finished and before I could pick my current profile. :P)

      Your conversation with Watson made me laugh so hard.

      Answers to your questions: 1) my initial reaction is to say “Oliver and Roland,” but that might be because I’m reading your blog; 2) of course a person can be interesting without being mysterious (although we could take this from a hair-splitting angle and argue with the very premise of the question by contending that every person IS mysterious, and therefore interesting); 3) Hercule Poirot has a lot of issues, but the biggest one is that he’s full of himself; 4) I would have to think about that one for a long time; 5) no, my dear, not on any account. For one thing I don’t like cheese enough, and for another it would diminish the moon, of which I am very fond.

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      1. (Hey 🙂 Somehow I knew you and Lucy Agnes were one and the same? Not sure why.)

        😀

        Yay, thank you for answering! Your answers are the best. 1) That was the correct answer, good job. 😛 2) oh ooh ooh YES. Every person IS mysterious, which makes the question invalid. Although…the question still remains, is it the mystery that makes a person interesting or something else? I think the answer must be “something else,” considering God knows us fully and is still interested in us… 3) I cannot argue. 4) I still can’t decide what my answer is to that one, so I feel ya. 5) Oh my. With all the cheese-lovers in the world, the moon would soon be gone entirely. That would be horrible. Thank you for pointing out that potential problem!

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    2. Haha I see that point of view too – without a doubt I’d embarrass myself, and even people that you’ve only ever communicated with via email or letter can be quite different in person, so people you’ve only read ABOUT, or only read writings by that weren’t to you personally, could surely suffer that as well. Still, I would hope I wouldn’t be disappointed. I’m glad I made you reconsider Jefferson 🙂 He’s really cool.

      You should! I should too! I’ve been wanting to (partly because of no baseball this year, haha, which I’m sure is even more of a thing for you, having brothers and all), but alas, I do not own it.

      Lord Peter wins so very easily in the personality department, but I HAVE TO SAY, the twist in Roger Acroyd was great. I recommend it, even though the detective-assisted suicide makes me hopping mad. It’s a crazy twist but, if you go back and look, totally foreshadowed! (Although, I admit, I’m not terribly fond of Agatha Christie in general. Sometimes her twists are very much cheating and I dislike it excessively.) (I DON’T KNOW. I don’t get why it’s a thing??? Just??? Why??? STOP???? Oohhh, is there a Wimsey with that trope? [I mean, OF COURSE there is. There always is.] I haven’t read it yet. Are there any Father Brown stories that do this? I don’t think so. The murderer sometimes commits suicide, but not with Father Brown’s blessing…another reason to love Chesterton!)

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      1. (I hate to admit to such a flaw in my Lord Peter’s character, but tis true, he has fallen into detective-assisted suicide. …twice, by my count.) (BUT YES, FATHER BROWN NEVER DOES IT. Never never never. In fact I should think there would be at least one where he prevents the murderer from committing suicide, don’t you? Must continue rereading those, they’re so grand.)

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      2. (Dear me. That’s a flaw indeed. I suppose in Lord Peter I can forgive it though.) (That sounds right, but I don’t remember for sure. They certainly are grand. And incidentally, I do hope you’ll tell me what you think of The Resurrection of Father Brown when you get to that one again. Because speaking of Father Brown…I LOVE HIM.)

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  3. Your thoughts on pride are so smart (and convicting, yikes). There’s a C.S. Lewis quote–I can’t remember it exactly, and I can’t remember what it’s from–about how humility should not be defined as thinking of ourselves as lesser than others, but instead as by thinking less about ourselves. It made me realize that even being caught up in self-degradation can be a form of pride–because your focus is yourself and how others are seeing you.
    YES Eowyn. I will always love Eowyn.
    I feel the same way about my singleness. A lot of my friends have gotten married in the past few years, and whenever we have family gatherings someone almost always asks me about relationships and such…but I’m just very content to stay single. (And I love coffee cake. A glorious invention.)
    Your Holmes and Watson conversation is a gem XD

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    1. YES. I know the quote you’re talking about, though I can’t quote it either! “Even being caught up in self-degradation can be a form of pride” – yeah. I feel like this is why, contrary to apparent reason, people who make a lot of self-deprecating jokes generally strike me not as humble, but as actually maybe a little arrogant. That’s never made sense to me before, but yes. (Not that there’s anything wrong with self-deprecating humor, of course. But it’s sort of related.)

      YES. ALL THE LOVE FOR EOWYN. (Maybe we should bake cookies and knit sweaters for her too?)

      Mm-hmm! I admit I am occasionally momentarily jealous of my married friends, just because they have a security that I do not. But overall I’m very content. I’m glad you are too. (Indeed. We are forever indebted to whoever came up with it.)

      Thanks. XD

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  4. A conversation with Alfred the Great would be fascinating! I’m unfamiliar with Jeb Stuart, though.
    You dislike coffee, dislike cake, but like coffee cake? That IS mysterious. What do you think of tea cakes?
    Hm, I haven’t read any Hercule Poirot mysteries for some time. I don’t know what his issue is.
    Although I adore cheese, I doubt I’d be willing to eat something THAT old.

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    1. Wouldn’t it?! I wish that could really happen.
      Oh, Jeb Stuart was a Confederate general in the American Civil War. Led some very dramatic and successful cavalry raids. Very daring and dashing and all that. 😉

      Haha, it is kind of weird. You know, I’ve never had tea cakes! They LOOK good, but I couldn’t say till I tried one.

      ….You have a point. One would have to really, really like cheese.

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  5. I really like your thoughts about the vice of pride! I struggle with it, too.

    I’ve been meaning to see The Big Sleep for a long time! I’m definitely a Humphrey Bogart fan. 🙂

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    1. Thank you! I…am not glad to know you struggle with it, because I wouldn’t wish that on anybody xD, but I am glad I’m not the only one. Pride is very difficult to beat.

      Oh, I’m like 99% sure you’ll love it!! And high five for being a Humphrey Bogart fan! Humphrey Bogart is FANTASTIC.

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  6. This post is fantastic as always. 😀

    Yeah, pride is a tricky one…because as soon as you pat yourself on the back for not being proud you realize that you’re proud that you’re not proud and then your back at square one. *sigh*

    EOWYNNNNNNNNN!!!

    I can’t even imagine what it would be like to meet someone from history. Like literally sit down and have a conversation with them. *poof…mind blown* I think I’d just write out a one thousand page questionnaire, and mail it to them. 😂

    The Perfect Game sounds precious. 😭❤️

    I want to like mystery books but my brain just be “nope”.

    The Big Sleep? I hated that book. Or maybe I just read it to young…I just remember that I found it rather, er, disturbing. 😬

    I can completely understand your aversion to coffee. I despise the stuff. But…but cAKe…you don’t like cake?!! CAKE???!!!! *melts into little puddle of confused sadness*

    I’m hardly old enough to be considered single but I can imagine it’s quite pleasant in many ways. For some reason, singleness has never been weird to me…I think it helps that I know a lot of single people. *shrugs*

    Your conversation with Watson. 😂😂😂

    I love the moon and I don’t think I could bring myself to take a chomp out of it. Although it would be rather impressive to be able to say “I ate a piece of the moon!” But green cheese…I don’t think I could get past the green part. Yuck.

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    1. Thank you, you wonderful human. Your comment is making me grin like an idiot, as always.

      “Okay, I’m going, I’m going! I’m leaving for real this time! Really. *sneaks around behind you* *bops you on the head* HA! GOTCHA!” <<an exact quote from Pride

      The one thousand page questionnaire idea is gold. Like, it'd be fun to meet them face to face, but limited time+I might freeze up+you can fit SO MUCH MORE into a thousand-page questionnaire!

      IT IS SO PRECIOUS. ❤ It's like the perfect middle-grade book about adorably determined boys and a nice, helpful priest and a hilarious romantic subplot melted into movie form. I have much love for it, so much that sometimes when I think about it I feel like I'm going to explode. But in a good way.

      Haha! That's okay. That's what my brain says to horror. Not that I even want to like horror.

      Oh, yeah, The Big Sleep is a book! I've never read it. I think the movie might be less disturbing than the book? (Not that there isn't death and blackmail and kidnapping and this really weird scene with the girl in the shop…) I know some people like the movie who didn't like the book, though.

      Eden! No! *scurries about trying to unmelt you* There are exceptions! I like cheesecake! And coffee cake! And…any sort of cake that will cheer you up!
      (I am kind of sad I don’t like cake too. It’s like I’m missing out on something. But every time I taste it I’m not missing out at all…)
      But high five on not liking coffee! The substance is cursed and should not be consumed by humans of refined taste. (Not to step on any toes, except insofar as treading on their extremities makes them spill their coffee and saves them from themselves…)

      *nods* I know a lot of single people, but not a lot of people who like being single. There are many nice things about it, though.

      That Watson, he’s a good chap, but sometimes a bit slow on the uptake. *pats his head fondly*

      XD XD Maybe that’s why the moon is made of green cheese. To discourage people who would otherwise eat it. This way, only the North Wind has a taste for green cheese, and the South Wind can bake new moons fast enough to keep up (as per Vachel Lindsay’s poem “The Moon’s the North Wind’s Cookie” – he forgot to mention that it was a green cheese cookie, but otherwise a very good poem).

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