thinking thursday.
We are now officially a nation of idiots.
Ten rules for writing fiction! I loved these! I might be in trouble with number 5! What do you think! Even if you don't read fiction, read them! They apply to writing in general! (Thanks to Michele Woodward!)
Typo of the day for librarians. I love librarians for this very reason.
body :: my place and yours
Killer whales should not be used for entertainment. End of story.
Well dang it, this is really hard to resist. And this.
A young wrestler champions gay rights. It gives me hope. (Thanks to Kaje Housman)
I could get excited about crocheting hyperbolic planes. I could.
A scary tradition of orange hair.
soul :: my heart and yours
I love this mom and son unraveling and reknitting our old sweaters into new things. (Thanks to Samantha Breland Lang)
Finding patience.
This young woman's performance at the Olympics just days after her mother's death from a heart attack touched me. She skated beautifully, and then sobbed, as we often do when faced with such a heaviness. Skate beautifully, and then sob. Her performance was a reminder, as this writer said, that "It is good to be alive. Too much of the time, we forget. We bitch about work, partners, friends, inconvenience, traffic, government. We forget to notice the goodness that is everywhere, especially in our lucky country. We don't remember the thin line between what the great Canadian rocker and writer Neil Young described, in Hey Hey, My My, as the difference between 'out of the blue and into the black,' or the finality of that: 'Once you're gone, you can never come back.'" Oh, but you do come back… you live on in the hearts of those who skate with you in their heart, evermore. You do.
A final thought :: You will do foolish things, but do them with enthusiasm. -Colette (You see? Life just calls out for exclamation points!)
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