Hey, friends! Today I’ve guest-posted over at Darrell Vesterfelt’s This Is Me Thinking about story, grief, and living a legacy. Check it out, leave a comment, share it if you feel so inclined. I’d love to hear your thoughts about how you choose to live your story and share it with others.
1. Constantly compare yourself to other artists.
2. Talk to your family about what you do and expect them to cheer you on.3. Base the success of your entire career on one project.4. Stick with what you know.5. Undervalue your expertise.6. Let money dictate what you do.7. Bow to societal pressures.8. Only do work that your family would love.9. Do whatever the client/customer/gallery owner/patron/investor asks.10. Set unachievable or overwhelming goals to be accomplished by tomorrow.
Guess what, guys?
And what a good birthday it’s been. Hubs surprised me with a HUGE book – a complete collection of e.e. cummings. Does he know me well or what? Anyway, I’m going out for dinner with my closest loves tonight [at least my off-line ones, because I really do love all of you a whole lot], and I can hardly wait. But first, I wanted to wish you all a happy weekend, and ask for a wee little birthday present in return. Instead of me giving you a list of love-links today, can you give me a link in the comments to the best article or blog post you’ve read this week? I’ll share my own list of weekly favorites tomorrow, but for today, I’d love to see a few of yours.
Have a wonderful weekend – one full of life, full of color, full of wishes come true.
Rachel McGowan is a California-born 20-something writer, reader, dreamer, joke-teller, car-dancer and shower-singer. She loves learning from people and is passionate about the power of story and seeing good come from gross. Rachel works with college students and drinks diet cokes back to back to keep herself sane. She often writes about love, sex, singleness and relationships — and the awkward joys and struggles of them all. She tweets about her daily observations, and she blogs about everything else.
Life is funny sometimes. We don’t realize that there are many people, some friends, some perfect strangers, that are living amazing, poignant, beautiful, brave stories… Maybe what I mean to say is that life is funny all of the time, but we’re blind to it.
But for today, open your eyes. Because life is funny, short and sweet, terrible and beautiful. And worth reveling in.
since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;
wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world
my blood approves,
and kisses are a better fate
lady i swear by all flowers. Don’t cry
- the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids’ flutter which says
we are for each other; then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life’s not a paragraph
And death i think is no parenthesis
- e. e. cummings
It’s the beginning of October. It’s a time for cider, bonfires, comfort food, sweaters and boots. And it’s time for The Time Traveler’s Wife. I’ve told you before about my obsession with this novel, but here I am. I’m about to pull it off my shelf, crack it open, fall in love with it all over again.
If you can narrow it down to just one, what is your favorite book? Do you have a book that you read over and over again? Do you reread a certain book at a certain time of year? Am I crazy?
Let’s all take a moment and give thanks for this wonderful, legally addictive substance that has provided vitality and gumption to writers round the world for centuries, this blog included.