Required Reading

         If the war on women engulfed the world in 2012, here is a small list of good reads to help you undercut the warfare in 2013. Knowledge is power, my friends.

Slate – Ignored Agency

Women & Co – Apology Unaccepted

Glamour- Quit – Faking It

Huffington Post – Memory Lane

Huffington Post – Madame Senator

The Atlantic – L.L. Explains

Huffington Post – Assault Epidemic

xoxo,
-E

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Like Bees to Honey

I’m a sucker for written imagery folks.

xoxo,
-E
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A Subtle Kind of Love.
a story by Jake Christie

He loved her in a  distant kind of way, the same way the sun heats the Earth.  If she  were to disappear completely, he knew through pure logic that it  would have no great, disastrous effect on him.  He would not cease to  be; he would not stop breathing; his heart would not stop beating;  the world would not stop spinning.  The sun would keep shining,  radiating heat, if the Earth were not there.  On a certain, purely  physical level, her absence would have absolutely zero effect on his  person.

And yet…

He loved her in an  abstract kind of way, the way a bee loves honey.  He wasn’t sure why  he wanted to love her, but he wanted to love her just the same.   Maybe somebody told him once that he should be in love with somebody,  so he felt a need to pick somebody and it just so happened to be her.   Maybe.  Being in love was nice, sure, but he didn’t need to be.

And yet…

He loved her in a  removed kind of way, the way a butterfly’s wings can start a tsunami  halfway around the world.  He knew that it had an effect on her, but  he wasn’t sure how great.  On a certain level he was aware that if he  were to stop, if he were to disappear, it would have a drastic  effect.  For him it would be one less flap of his wings, in a manner  of speaking, if such a thing were possible without him falling from  the sky.

And yet…

He loved her in a  subtle kind of way.  It wasn’t the kind of love you see in movies,  with swelling music and giant gestures and running through the  streets to catch a departing train.  It wasn’t the kind of love that  Byron or Shakespeare wrote about, with flowery language and hyperbole  and iambic pentameter.  It was still and deep, like water that you  might mistake for shallow if you just watched the surface.  It was  entirely his, not dependent on her own feelings for him, and it would  still be there whether she, or him, or everyone else on the world  disappeared.  It was a subtle kind of love, but it was true.

And she loved him  just the same.

Rory Reading Challenge

Hello Lovelies,

First I will confess. I absolutely love Gilmore Girls. When the series ended I was completely distraught. Reruns came on abc family and if I was going to be working late, I made sure to leave the tv on set to the correct channel. If I didn’t, abc family would see the low traffic during GG and cancels the reruns. It would obviously be all my fault, betraying Stars Hollow. Anyways, since then I have gained possesion of the entire series, so all is well, thank you for your concern.

You’re looking for the point. I’m getting to it, I promise. Geeze, can’t a girl set the stage? Okay, well having the information above you can imagine my excitement when I came across the Rory Gilmore Reading Challenge on Smart, Pretty and Awkward (see blogroll ).  I was thrilled, and I think you will be too. It’s a terribly long list, but hey you’ve got a month left of summer, what can you knock out? Lets try together!

Here’s the link (Here I am!)

I figure any time you’re becoming more like Rory (minus that whole having an affair with a married man thing) you’re becoming a better you. Enjoy!

xoxo,
-E

Booklove <3 Miss Pettigrew Lives for Day: In Review

Hello Readers of the World,

And I do hope you are all readers. I just finished Winifred Watson’s Miss Pettigrew Lives for Day ( Now a movie featuring Amy Adams ).

It was absolutely amazing. It was first published in 1938, but I would’ve never guessed it had I not read so on the back cover. It was hilarious, I actually laughed out loud on several occasions. Watson’s writing is quick and clever. She captures images beautifully as if through the lens of one of those really expensive cameras we all wish we had but could never afford. Her witticism keep you on the edge of your seat. Even if you have seen the movie ( like myself) there is so much in store for you. The book has a completely different, and gloriously perfect ending, The character’s are colorful, the scenes are magic. I would hate to have had the misfortune of never running across this book.

Do yourself a favor. Pick it up, and read it!

xoxo,
-E

Something Pretty for You

Withholding
by Lea Assenmach

Imagine that first hungry woman—

so intent on opening a clenched oyster.

How could she know the sweetly jellied brine

within, that wet and tender kiss?
My fingers are raw, knuckles bloody

from digging you free, prying you open.

Difficulty makes possession seem precious,

my pearl.  Don’t be afraid.  Be devoured.

I came across this poem last fall in a book of poetry I borrowed from my creative writing instructor and have since been in love.  Just eight lines with so much emotion, it’s a bit unnerving.  But I think you should take it to heart. Don’t be scared to be wholly consumed, or to try something completely off the beaten path, the results can be absolutely radical.

That is all.

xoxo,
-E

P.S. Have a favorite poem? Do share! It’s only polite.