Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Rainy Tuesday Randutiae

  • Apologies for the broken link in my dresses post from May 5... the link was working for a while, then it broke, and I can't for the life of me find that page anymore. Agh! Here's a slideshow of dresses from the Met Gala, from another source entirely.

Monday, May 18, 2015

Discouraged writers, join hands and repeat after me: BOOKS ARE JUNK

Today I took my plan for the revision I just finished down from the wall and put the plan for the book I'm drafting back up on the wall. I moved all the books, papers, and notebooks for the finished revision off of my desk and piled all the stuff for the new book in their place. I pulled all the notecards and pictures down from the blinds and put up all the new notecards and pictures.

Then I spent the next several hours stomping around the house with a storm cloud over my head, checking email, sending texts, playing Splash on my phone, reading the news, knitting, eating rice pudding, worrying needlessly about any unrelated thing that came to mind, and basically doing anything I could to avoid having to look at the book plan for the new book. I JUST DON'T WANT TO KNOW. I wrote in an email to some friends, "I truly don't understand why I ever thought writing a book was a good idea. BLECH BLECH BLECH. BOOKS ARE JUNK."

I have three published books, two contracted books in revisions, two uncontracted manuscripts that are too awful ever to be published, and this new book I'm trying to get back into. This new book is the eighth book I've ever endeavored to write. Therefore, I know from experience that today was normal. Tomorrow, I'll probably get myself to reread the book plan for the new book. Parts of it will give me indigestion and other parts will make me SO HAPPY. Shortly after that, I'll get myself to reread what I've written of the book so far. Parts of it will strike me as horrifyingly awful and other parts will make me SO HAPPY. The parts that make me happy will get me excited about the book again and determined to fix the crappy stuff, enough to start moving forward. Everything will be okay.

For the moment, though, I'm giving up, because writing a book is pretty much the stupidest idea I ever had.

Dear writers: I thought I'd share, in case this is the sort of day you're having, too.

(PS: Thanks to Ethan, a two-year-old who helped me write this post.)


A friend of mine, Anindita B Sempere, was a teacher in Dzhokhar Tsarnaev's middle school. Now that Dzhokhar Tsarnaev has been sentenced to death for his participation in the Boston Marathon bombings, Anindita has written a reflection piece, called "Monster," that you can read here. (For the Walter Dean Myers readers among you, the title is, in part, a reference to Myers' book.)

Speaking for myself, the piece is helping me articulate my own sadness and confusion on the entire oppressive topic of the bombings, manhunt, trial, and sentencing, so -- thanks, Anindita.

Tuesday, May 5, 2015

Some Dresses to Go With Your Hats

I just finished a massive revision. I am celebrating by lying on the couch, staring at the ceiling, and occasionally taking bites out of a cheeseburger. It is THE BEST.

Some End of Revision Randutiae for you, dear readers:
  • Fancy dresses from the Met Gala. Some of these dresses are actually beyond my powers of comprehension, but Lily Collins looks great. [ETA: I've become aware that the link no longer works, but I've been unable to find one that actually does! Sorry!]

Sunday, May 3, 2015

And now for something different...

The hats of the Kentucky Derby, in pictures.

In other news, it's supposed to be near 80°F today (26°C), and I can't remember how to do that. What do I wear again? Do I bring a layer? Should I open the windows? What's going on?

Only a few days ago, there were still piles of snow…