I’m having a supremely weird week and I blame my brain. There’s a nagging voice living in my head and talking like mad. For example, this week it’s on my case about meeting my deadlines for Sundance (I’m submitting a short…), exercising enough so I can eat lots of beignets in New Orleans and thinking up DIYs for this site.
Of those three, two are definitely on track, so I promise there will be more DIYs in the next couple weeks. Exercising has lost out to sleeping.
And then there’s this other giant distraction: The Casual Vacancy.
Mugglemarch
I can’t give you a good assessment of the book just yet, but really it’s not important whether or not I like the book. What’s actually blowing my mind is the fact that I got to go out yesterday and buy another book with Rowling’s name on the cover. I really doubted I’d ever have that pleasure again. What has not been a pleasure is reading all the new profiles of Rowling. In this New Yorker piece, I had to endure at least 100 words on how Rowling never seems “grateful” and is “thin-skinned” because she doesn’t take kindly to intrusion and hasn’t always known how to best deal with fame. You know what I say? Why is it only famous women that have to answer to this BS? That’s right: if we accomplish anything remotely impressive in our lives, we must immediately remind men just how gracious we are for their support. In the case of Rowling, she pained over thousands of pages for her readers. From a creative perspective, she made herself vulnerable to millions - I can’t even imagine the pressure. And if she wants a sliver of privacy afterwards instead of holding a presser in her backyard to expound on all the thankfulness she feels - well, I’m OK with that. Just keep writing, Jo. We love you.
eXtreme Deep Field photos AKA baby galaxies
I know a lot of people who are pregnant or having babies. Their bundles of joy are cute and all, but this is my definition of a bundle of joy. BABY GALAXIES. Astronomers working with the Hubble Space Telescope released the most detailed view of the early Universe ever captured this week. Cute, cute, cute.
Also happening this week: I got to write about Sherlock for Apartment Therapy. Yes, I was ecstatic. Probably annoyingly so. Here’s the post:
Get This Look: BBC’s Sherlock
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