This impressively insightful young woman is proof, should we need it, that models are not, by definition, stupid but they are defined by their image. As she points out, we all are, in this wacky ‘legacy’ we’ve created.
My heroine Jo, in Rules are for Breaking is not a model, but she uses the same expression – ‘winning the genetic lottery’ – to describe her looks. She’s not boasting; it comes up in the context of how it has emphatically NOT led to the glamorous and happy love life that people expect.
I wrote a post for today, I really did. It was ranty and long and potentially controversial – all those things that ‘they’ say blog posts should be, to get attention and make a name. With the possible exception of the long. I don’t know what they say about long.
But then I looked over at my bedside table. On the top of the pile of books is a copy of the Meditations of Marcus Aurelius. He was a Stoic, was Marcus; a philosopher. And one of the principles of Stoicism is not to fret about things over which one has no control.
It’s a good principle.
Another one is that happiness is achieved, not by lusting after what one does not have, but by being satisfied with what one does have.
So instead of posting my rant, I have put it and the angst that goes with it away and instead I am going to share with you some of the great articles I have found in my cruising of the interwebs this week. (And a completely random picture of ‘The Dish’ at Parkes, just because I like it!)
First, an article from the NYTimes about how scientists have been staggered to discover that fitness matters more than weight and that fat people with certain conditions are actually more likely to live longer than thin people with the same health conditions.
It is school holidays here at the moment, so I have been barred from doing Sunday posts in favour of visiting the zoo and similar places of interest around our fair city.
But in case you are roaming the blogs looking for diversion and delight this Sunday, I thought I would pop in and say that you really must check out Maggie’s One Butt Kitchen (which, to save you asking, is a kitchen only one butt can fit in at a time).
It is a veritable cornucopia of deliciousness. I want to cook just about everything she posts. Her store of recipes is apparently inexhaustible and they all look amazing.
A little while ago, two very nice readers of this blog bestowed blogging awards on me.
I know that not everybody accepts these awards and I can see why. I’m sure the popular bloggers get them several times a week and it would be impractical to accept them all. But I am not yet there* and I like accepting them because it gives me an excuse to share links to blogs I love. And I love blogs way more than I should or have hours in the day.
The two awards are these:
The Reader Appreciation Award was given to me by Tom Lucas. He’s a lovely bloke who writes all manner of things. You can find his blog here (or by clicking on the picture).
The other came from Resa McConaghy, who is one of the sweetest people I have met in the blogsphere and also, to my low-maintenance, jama-clad self**, almost impossibly glamorous. She’s a costume designer. For real. She blogs about that, and her corner of Toronto at Queen’s End.
To accept them, I need to link to several other blogs and today, inspired by the titles of the awards, I am going with a theme.
All of the blogs listed below are devoted to books. To reviewing them, to sharing them, to celebrating them.
A month ago, I started to blog and get more involved with the whole social media/online writing community thing.
I love it. I do. I love talking about my interests, I love seeing what other people are doing, I love learning from their blog posts (so many people offering so much good stuff!) I love ‘meeting’ new friends on FB and Twitter and getting to know old ones better.
But… it can chew into the real writing time, which I really have to watch.
And there’s another issue I hadn’t expected. A couple of times recently, I have left the house to go the shops or something equally mundane and felt like a mole or other underground thing, blinking my way into the light. As though the physical world was a novelty. This is a little scary. I love my online community, but I need to nourish my real-life one too. Maybe it’s time for a face-to-face writing group?
How do you handle the siren draw of the online world? Please tell me, I really want to know! But while you’re here, here are some cool writing links!
I will out myself now: I am a lousy poet. In all the years of my life, I have written about four works that I think qualify as actual poetry (I have written them carefully in a notebook that I hope to have half-full before I die). But I love to read it. So I was excited to discover that April is (in America, anyway) National Poetry Month.
And in the grand, go-getting tradition of the US of A, home of NaNoWriMo, this has inspired the creation of NaPoWriMo. For those who haven’t heard, NaNoWriMo is National Novel Writing Month, held in November each year, which is a challenge to writers to write 50 thousand words of their novel in a month. NaPoWriMo is the poetry equivalent, where challengees set themselves to write 30 poems in 30 days.
At my current output rate, I would need to live to approximately 330 to produce 30 poems, but in keeping with the spirit of the thing, I have dusted off The Notebook and found this. It’s untitled.
Since I have been doing this blogging thing, I have realised how many other good blogs there are out there, with great content for writers. So today I am starting what will probably be a regular feature on Monday on Writing, a list of some of the best things I’ve found in my recent travels. So, without further ado, here is today’s catch: