Wednesday, December 17, 2008
New Blog For All You Writers!
Since I work from home right now (hello, have i mentioned that before? oh! i have. that's right) and have large amounts of time to complete a large amount of work, i am obsessed with finding the perfect writing routine. I've played around with different writing locations, schedules, ideas....I've settled into a pretty good rhythm but I'm still obsessed with this blog Daily Routines which chronicles how writers and artists manage their time. The entries range from Emily Dickinson to Thomas Friedman and my favorite entry is Jonathan Safran Foer. But that's just because he's dreamy.

(via Blogora)

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Tuesday, December 16, 2008
I-Tues v. 17
Are you in the mood for some guitar, piano and banjo music? How about ridiculously strong vocals and awesome lyrics? Yes?

You must download some Avett Brothers ASAP, then.

I had heard some Avett Brothers stuff before this year but I wasn't always the biggest fan. They were a bit too heavy for me. Noisy like. However, their two most recent albums are so fantastic and different and awesome that I can't stop listening to them. We saw them live in October and they put on an incredible show which made me like them even more. They are dreamy. In a rugged, alt country, folk kinda way.

You need to start clicking away on itunes and buy Emotionalism and The Second Gleam. Too much?

Well, download these....
I Would Be Sad
Die, Die, Die
Weight of Lies
Murder in the City

And you'll like them so much you'll be back for more. Guarantee it.

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This is me...blogging
And it feels weird....

You know all those lame, awful, ridiculous things people say when they break up? The whole "its not you, its me..." genre? Or, better yet, "We're the two right people but at the wrong time..." That's what I feel like saying to my blog.

I just can't get it together. Let's be honest, it isn't the blog's fault. Last week I actually said the words "I guess I'll go to Target today since I got dressed." Since. I. Got. Dressed. I've turned into one of those stay at home moms with the wild hair and crazy eyes desperate for contact with the outside world. But instead of nurturing a small child, I'm nurturing my dissertation. And it is slowly sucking the life out of me...but in a good way. As if that makes sense. I'm in a routine. A routine that doesn't really include thinking about anything other than the media representation of Muslim women. A routine that doesn't, obviously, include blogging. This is the point where I should apologize for being a bad friend about not returning phone calls...or sending holiday mail...or having anything to say when we talk.

But perhaps the real reason I don't blog is that I feel guilty. I feel guilty for feeling like I have nothing to say. I feel guilty for being silent. It is a privilege to stay at home and write. It is a privilege to get paid to think. It is a privilege not to have to wait in line for unemployment payment. It is a privilege to be removed from reality.

I don't fool myself. I know you don't look here for insight or knowledge so you aren't expecting the great American blog post. But I also know you don't look here for completely self-absorbed posts about my writing and whining.

But hopefully you look here for memes because I've got one coming up*....


*thanks, slightly

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