zirconium: picrew of me in sports bra and flowery crop pants (measured 1)
2012-04-02 03:45 pm
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Mondaying along

THIS. (Wendy McNaughton's "All the Things I Over-Think.")

And this, via Lori-Lyn:


Perhaps the most important lesson I took from the film was from a moment when Gotham and his father are in a train station in India. They are looking at a newsstand with several books and none of the more than 60 titles that Deepak Chopra has written are there. It is a brilliant reminder that even when you have amassed millions of followers and become a spiritual leader to the most famous and influential people alive, you can't take yourself too seriously.


Seven good things:

(1) The woman at Sears rejoicing in her daughter completing chemo.
(2) The nurse at the Occupational Health Clinic drawing blood on the first try.
(3) Yellow roses in bloom.
(4) Soup on the stove.
(5) My book's on Poetry Daily's Recently Arrived list.
(6) Cherry blossom stamps.
(7) Carol Berg's draft (up for just a day or two) of The Ornithologist Places A Bird Bone In Her Mouth. (About an owl pellet -- that will speak to some of you.)
(Bonus: 8) I love that I just typed that last sentence in complete earnest. You, my readers, are wonderful. :-)

(Side note: speaking of owl pellets, there are twenty or so teachers who could use some help obtaining them for their classrooms. No amount too small...)
zirconium: picrew of me in sports bra and flowery crop pants (measured 1)
2012-01-30 04:26 am
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quiet but not boring

Frelling insomnia. I blame the Australian Open (for hosing my sleep cycle) and the to-get-to list.

That said, there are some major going-to-be-fun things on that list. One of them:

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Upper Rubber Boot will be publishing my first book of poetry this spring (in time for my reading with Joanne and Mary at the Nashville Public Library on March 24). It will be available via Amazon, Barnes & Noble, GoodReads, Kobo, and some other venues, formatted for ePub, Kindle, and pdf-reading machines.

Another big thing is that I'll be turning 42 in May. Since it's a rather special number, I'm planning to host an open house that will double as a supply drive for LP Pencil Box.

I'm mentioning this now because it happens to be on my mind, and also because I suspect some of you local peeps may not want to wait until May for an excuse to splurge on office supplies (or to thin down your existing stashes of them).

I can just see the too-cool-for-school kidz rolling their eyes at that last paragraph, but part of being 41 going on 72 is being at peace -- or at least some semblance of detente -- with one's dorkiness. Plus, I'm a calligrapher: having a fetish for paper is part of the territory. ;-)

There'll be more details about both the book and the birthday party once they're closer to showtime. In the meantime, I have my mug of herbal tea, a red pencil, and someone else's book to proofread. But first, a list:

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Subject line brought to you by a conversation during brunch yesterday, when a friend observed that extroverts often think introverts are boring when we're merely quiet. (Everyone was kidding, of course, but it still got me thinking about relative values of "quiet" and "boring.")