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PROGRAMMING NOTE from the Author and Archivist


So obviously I just stopped blogging on this platform. I'll get back to it eventually. Or not. I'm taking a break from all social media. It seemed necessary for my mental health.

The last few years have been busy and … challenging:

- 2015 Happened.
- 2016 Let's call it The Lost Year. (Obviously words failed me.)
- 2017 about broke me. Literally. Mentally.
- 2018 was ridiculous, proving 2017 was just a warm up. (Good thing I was already broken so it couldn't hurt as much.#2018TrashCanFire I thought things were going okay, but maybe not?)

- 2019 was such a blur. I know there were highlights, but then stuff happened and carried into the next year...

- And then in March#2020 really took a turn. Who can even categorize 2020? Do we dare?


I kinda want a do-over of some of the last few years. But life doesn’t work that way.


So for now, I'm hunkering down. Regrouping. Trying to stay safe and sort some stuff out.


Stay safe everyone. Stay well.

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Showing posts with label relationships. Show all posts
Showing posts with label relationships. Show all posts

Sunday, June 23, 2013

Photo of the Day: Read me a story

June 19, 2013, Symphony Space
While Neil Gaiman signed frantically, 
way up high in the balcony, 
he sweetly read out loud to her, 
while she tiredly rested her head,
and they patiently waited their turn.

Friday, June 21, 2013

Quote of the Day: love whatever’s in there

One day I hope there's a man I can write about as eloquently as Amanda Palmer writes about her beloved, author Neil Gaiman.

From one of her recent blog posts; grammar, punctuation and caps her own. Only minor edits [ ] from me.

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the only thing i want to know completely is the man underneath the books…

and that is a life-long journey that i never hope to finish.

[...]

and i don’t want to know him…not totally.

i want to be surprised.
i want to be in awe.

i want to give him my heart.

and i want to take it away sometimes and give it back again….to see what he’ll do.

if it keeps being like this, it’s worth it.

i love him so much…and in such a strange way that’s always so hard to explain.

and because i do, i hope that you can read what i read, and see what i see…

this:

the twilight place where the man and the writer smash into each other and for a second there’s a wrinkle, a schism, where you can jam a stick into the works of the blender and see the whole, floating components of a soul so fragile, so human, and so vulnerable that you must love whatever’s in there, unconditionally, because you have no other option.

~ Amanda Palmer about Neil Gaiman, about The Ocean at the End of the Lane.

Monday, November 16, 2009

Quote(s) of the Day

When you share an office with people, there are time when you inevitably overhear conversations that aren't work-related. For the most part, you pretend to ignore things, and maintain the "illusion of privacy" -- that tacit understanding that you can't/won't/haven't heard anything.

Sometimes, though, you just can't help but "tune" back into conversations when snatches of dialogue come floating across the room and over the cubicle wall.

Take this gem, courtesy of my boss:

" ... the delicious ambiguities that life sometimes offers ..."

Or my absolute favorite:

"Can’t you suck it up and be unhappy like most couples?"

WHAT?!

Oh, yes. He really did say that (to one of his friends), and oh, yes, I really did start laughing, very very loudly.

I think that's the perfect saying for a series of greeting cards and/or to be needle pointed onto a pillow. I can even envision the marketing campaign, targeted at therapists, marriage counselors, divorce attorneys, and custody arbiters, not to mention as a series of anniversary or snarky cards.

Now, if only I could draw ...

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Books: The Perfect Relationship

I love my daily dose of book talk courtesy of Shelf Awareness. Not only do I get offers of Advance Readers Copies (ARCs), the dates of all the new releases, and fun vocab words, now I can get relationship advice.

This morning this little ditty was included as part of the e-mail. I think Kim really has said what many of us readers are thinking:

Books Rather Than Men: A More Perfect Relationship

"Relationships with books actually have some pretty compelling advantages over relationships with men. With books, it's always your choice if the liaison ends prematurely. You don't have to worry about the awkwardness of trying to avoid your discarded book should you bump into it in the grocery store. You can tell it, "It's not you, it's me" or even "You know, it actually is you" without hurting its feelings. It will also never insist on an exclusive relationship, and no one will think ill of you if you love more than one. You can take one to bed with you the very first night you bring it home without your mother blinking an eye."

--Kim Kovacs on the BookBrowse blog.

Plus you can share books. Sharing men ... not such a good idea.