January 2012
Once, back in my twenties, all I wanted to do was to throw my life away. But...
– Charles Baxter, The Cousins
You can’t substitute material things for love or for gentleness or for...
– Mitch Albom’s Tuesdays with Morrie page 125
Forgive yourself before you die. Then forgive others.
– Mitch Albom’s Tuesdays with Morrie page 164
Ceiling: A Short Story by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie →
So, that book I’ve been taking my time writing? Yea, I found the short story version, basically, by accident last night in the new anthology series of short stories I’ve been addicted to since last winter.
Although mine is much more complex (it has to be since I’m aiming for 500 or so pages), it’s still quite interesting to see it in someone else’s imagination.
If...
After writing out my to-do list for tomorrow...
I’m already overwhelmed. But this all has to be done by tomorrow for deadlines.
I’m just so… Anxious.
Hierarchy of Book Publishing: The Top 100 →
Ha ha. Truth, I feels like.
If you could only sense how important you are to the lives of those you meet;...
– Fred Rogers
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Drunkie.
And I’m missing…
Be compassionate… and take responsibility for each other. If we only...
– Mitch Albom’s Tuesdays with Morrie page 163
Must Get Things Finished:
Write, edit, and send article no later than Monday, preferably by tomorrow.
Get a letter from my editor.
Sweep.
Vacuum.
Wrap mom’s birthday present.
Tidy up.
Run errands.
Do a little laundry.
Finish a book.
EDIT: I wish I were better at wrapping gifts.
Queued.
I completely forgot I had a crap load of stuff queued up and when I got on to see things posted, I was all like—
WHAAAAA?!
Her life would have been easier is she hadn’t loved him so much, but she...
– Jonathan Franzen’s The Corrections page 266
I want the real thing or I don’t want anything.
– Jonathan Franzen’s The Corrections page 546
Well-Trained
I love how I’ve trained my hair to hold a curl for years if I let it.
Literally.
I don’t think anyone understands how convenient that is. (Especially with dry shampoo so prevalent on the market these days.)
By night, though, the mind went forth and dove down through the...
– Jonathan Franzen’s The Corrections page 239
Dear World:
Can you conspire to help a sister out again? I mean, this whole barely-scraping-by-thankfully-because-of-my-credit-cards thing is getting really old. Not to mention, I’m getting close to the 50 sent resumes mark.
So, you know, keep an eye out for something I can do. Which is pretty much anything besides engineering or medical. No seriously. I can do pretty much everything else.
Thanks a...
Reverencing the Unknown
He’s someone I never knew. No, wait. I knew him. I knew of him. I knew that he lived a couple doors down and accidentally set my father’s at-the-time prized vineyard on fire while he burnt leaves in the backyard. I knew that the cigarettes he had grown accustomed to while working for R.J. Reynolds Tobacco in town made him look a lot older than his age. And I knew his name, he was...
Tomorrow:
Meet the family at 3pm for my cousin’s funeral. :-(
Go to LensCrafters tomorrow morning to get these plastic frames adjusted.
Another cousin’s open house at her real estate firm at 6pm.
Dinner and drinks with said cousin at 7:30pm.
Co-worker’s show at 9:00pm that I promised I would attend if I was on the list. He put me on the list. Ha!
Edit best friend’s graduate...
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Television.
Me: I don't understand how the guys on Moonshiners television show doesn't get caught. They're on television.
Asst. Editor: It's probably because they think, 'Heck yea! We're gon be on tv, honey!'
Editor: Or negotiate to have their hair done first.
Art Director: It reminds me of that show, Weeds. How do they not get caught?
Me: Because that's fictionalized.
Art Director: Really?
Spanish at Work
So, one of my best friends is sitting beside me being lovely when her Skype rings and it’s her ex-boyfriend from a long time ago. Now they’re talking and I’m trying my damnedest to understand. And now he thinks we’re drunk. Such broken Spanish.
Good times. I should probably try to communicate better. No se.
EDIT: Okay, I am drunk. Drunk Spanish, ftw!
The Forecast:
It’s raining and it’s wonderful.
The new glasses should be here by the end of the week. For this I’m very excited.
My cat woke up on the wrong side of the bed. She’s walking around all grumpy. It may be because she doesn’t want to go out in the rain but she doesn’t want to be inside all day either.
My cousin passed away early this morning. Smoking sucks,...
Phrases I Think of In The Middle of the Night:
Liberal debilitations
Feeble delicacy
Penetrable utterances
God, why am I awake?
I’ll use these in something one day. ;-)
Heed the Current
Tell me to gasp, to cling to the drier side of the sand. Tell me to swim, to float, to keep my head above the oncoming waves. Explain the meaning of life, of pain, of hopelessness. Don’t think it didn’t sink in, daddy, cause I’m living with one hand on cautiousness, the wind blowing free like sand pouring through my open palm. I can see the sun, bright on high, blurred by the...
A Handful of Things:
My cousin had a brain aneurism this morning. Though I’ve not heard his current status, the family does not expect him to live through the day.
I’m sitting on my couch editing a paper for my best friend for her graduate school application. It’s about Time magazine declaring Eisenhower as “the man who beat Hitler.” No fault of hers but I’m so sleepy.
...