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Okay. Even though I’m not really planning on writing more posts (or, at least not regularly) I would still love to have people write guest posts! Send me your writing! Mwah!
Anyone who was subscribed to the mailing list probably just got a message that there is a new post! That was my mistake; although I have no immediate plans to write another post, I will be putting out some interesting info soon! (The title of the post mentioned “nursery” — just to be clear, I am not having a baby ;) )Hope everyone is doing well, AND, if anyone wants to guest post, that’s still wide-open. Take care, talk soon, Emily
Heya you all! <3 <3 <3
[And, in particular, Grainne. This post started out as a response to a comment of hers. Mind you, it did take me like four months — actually more, too lazy to count — to respond. Oopsies.]
So … many people have been asking,
Question: “How is Emily doing?” Answer: “Not dead.”
I mean, not that I expect anyone to actually know that since:
The following article is too long for them to publish, and they have suggested I work with them to create a shorter, edited (!) post for their blog.
However, it did take them like A MONTH to get back to me. And you know how impatient I am. Do you want to read the bitchy letter I sent them after that month? Of course you do!
Okay. I found two lists on Brain Pickings. Can’t decide which one I like better.
Oh, and the painting on the left was done by Johann Christian Klengel (1741-1824).
I tried to look for something a little more cheery like the Deserted Island Cupcakes … Actually, wait. Maybe I’ll put that one in too. Scroll down.
Guidelines to get you from Point A to finished product, The Cult of Done Manifesto was written by tech guru Bre Pettis (of MakerBot fame) in collaboration with writer Kio Stark in 20 minutes, “because we only had 20 minutes to get it done.” Following that same parameter, their manifesto consists of 20 truisms borrowed from hacker culture. To wit, number four on the list:
“Pretending you know what you’re doing is almost the same as knowing what you are doing, so just accept that you know what you’re doing even if you don’t and do it.”
Know that “I hate poetry.” Or so I say.
This is, however, My Deepest, Darkest Secret:
I actually believe that poetry is the purest of all art mediums; it is able to best convey the strongest emotion and/or intellectual expression of the artist and best transmit them to the listener or reader.
(Mind you, my taste in poetry lies mainly within the Metaphysical poets → the Modernists: I am definitely not cool enough to enjoy most Contemporary and Experimental “poetry.”)
However, I maintain that poetry is
THE HANDS-DOWN, SINGLE MOST MALICIOUSLY MALIGNED MEDIUM. PERIOD.
I used to go to poetry readings, and then I discovered they increased my propensity to attempt suicide. Thus, “I hate poetry.”
“The truth is that I am not one of those who find their satisfaction in one person, or in infinity. The private room bores me, also the sky. My being only glitters when all its facets are exposed to many people. Let them fail and I am full of holes, dwindling like burnt paper …
this is just to let you know that I am still here, and I do plan on returning to writing posts again (probably in a month or so).
I’m actually doing quite well, although busy.
I miss you guys and Tamagotch Bowie, and I can’t wait to get back into blogging.
I still check my comments and email on a daily basis, so I’m available and would love to hear from you!
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