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14 October 2009 @ 10:33 pm
I've been waiting around for a big fluffy ball of enough time to write a proper post to fall into my lap and it hasn't happened. So here are a few thoughts that have been floating on the surface of my brain, like those pretty gasoline swirls on a rain puddle.

- I just discovered (via pandora, of course) The Grouch. I am particularly enamored with the song Artsy. I put it on my playlist and playlist.com. Here's a link, but I bet there's some logging in or whatever you'd need to do to see it. http://www.playlist.com/playlist/18003228683 Also on there is "American Way" by Nas, which struck me as profound, but then again, maybe I'm a sap. I also really was blown away by the song "Uncle Sam" but couldn't find it with playlist and don't remember the artist. [Edited: I just got off my behind and actually checked the link and it looks like you don't need to log in. So if you're curious abou the songs, you should be able to find them through the link above.]

- Amanda's school (which is a nonprofit and is really struggling right now) is having a notecard fundraiser. If you're going to buy holiday cards this year, or maybe want to find a gift that is nothing like what you'd get in the mall, please check it out. http://www.hearttohand.org/Calendar-Fundraiser.html We're working on making it paypalable, but right now, it's checks and physical mail only.

- Thanks to the geek feminism blog, I came across this awesome Finally a Feminism 101 blog. It's like this compendium of intelligent answers to feminist-challenging questions. Nothing (so far) that I didn't learn in college, but put together in an organized way. The tone is super not hostile, super newbie/nonfeminist friendly. (Yes, I did just imply that a lot of feminist dialogue on the internet is hostile. That wasn't my main point, though. I think people have a right to be hostile, and that it can be wonderful to finally be able to just say the fucking hostile things that you can't say because you're too fucking nice. It's complicated, and clearly I'm too tired to write about it coherently. Maybe more later, when that fluffy ball of time arrives.) Anyway, it's great because I've spent a lot of time floundering around sounding like an idiot when someone says something like "now that women have equal rights, feminism is not useful." It's like, I know what I think about it and why I think feminism is relevant, but I don't have a good, snappy, well-packaged response. But this is like a collection of well-thought-out, heartfelt snappy answers.

- I'm stuck on my writing and not managing to put time into it. Personal crises and poor time managment kind of crashing together. My thoughtful and insightful friend [info]wild_irisessuggested that instead of trying to please every part of my personality all at once, I could write different stories that different parts of me like for different reasons and make my peace with the reality that some part of me will probably hate any story I write.

- Speaking of which, I just read this neat story by Ellen Klages in the mini-anthology "What Remains" about, well, I don't want to give spoilers. About this relationship. It struck me simultaneously as sweet-profound-lovely and sappy-unrealistic-MarySue. I think, on balance, that I really like the story.

- I recently rediscovered the Maureen McHugh story "The Cost to be Wise" in the collection _Mothers and Other Monsters_. An extremely excellent book, btw, and available for legal free download (google it and small beer press to find it; I'm to tired/lazy to do it right now). Anyway, I read "The Cost to be Wise" in college and loved it. It stayed with me (mentally dubbed "that story with the red plastic bag") and I was sure I'd never be able to find it again. Then, bam! there it was in a book I bought. How cool.

- I just got my hair cut (again! now that it's short I have to go in there all the freakin' time!). I found myself asking for a more "girly" look and explaining, almost in tears, that I was just too tired to keep bucking the gender expectation thing much longer. It was kind of eye opening; I thought I was so tough and strong. Fortunately for the tough and strong part of me, it looks about the same amount girly as before anyway.

Okay, my big, fluffly, stolen-from-sleep-I-really-should-be-getting ball of time is about out. I'm off to bed!
 
 
 
 
 

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