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“We move to grow and learn to know / what the world was always supposed to hear”
“Cause I don’t wanna waste another moment / in saying things we never meant to say”
Dear Final Scene,
This should be easy. There’s nothing new to set up. All you need to do is bring this thing home. You know that, right?
So why, exactly, are you digging in your heels like a child throwing a tantrum and insisting on making every last paragraph feel like work?
It’s not like you’re a young chapter. You’re living out here beyond the climactic scenes, with the experience of an entire book behind you. You’ve been around the block a few times. You know what you’re doing.
With just a little cooperation we could wrap this thing up and both get some sleep.
What do you say?
Me
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Come chat!
ETA: Correction: This chat is at 9 EDT/6 PDT! Coulda sworn I double-checked, but there it is.
I’ll be joining a whole bunch of other writers for Eve Fan Garden’s annual summer author chat at 9 p.m. EDT/6 p.m. PDT (also 6 p.m. Arizona time) today. Participants include Holly Cupala, Elizabeth Eulberg, Jennifer R. Hubbard, Nina Malkin, Elana Johnson, Eileen Cook, Joelle Anthony, Lisa Magnum, Torrey Maldonado, Darby Karchut, Tom Leveen, Carol Tanzman, Kendare Blake, Jeyn Roberts, Sarah Darer Littman, and others.
If you’re online this evening, come join us!
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“And though the darkness may come our way / We won’t be afraid to be alive anymore”
Patty Griffin’s No Bad News is on the playlist for one of the mixes that’s been getting high play for this book–though not on the specifically book-themed mix–and it’s become my latest go-to feel-good songs. (lnhammer has, of course, rightly been telling me I need to pay more attention to this song for some years now.)
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Is this stuff getting worse, or has my awareness just gone up and/or my tolerance gone down?
Sometimes, I think I need to just leave facebook entirely, given that I can’t exactly change my entire friends’ list, let alone the society we all live in.
Time to log off for today, at least, and get back to telling my stories in which strength and power and agency have nothing at all to do with weight, and the only body image issues my characters have have to do with how to reconcile their shapeshiftery animal and human forms.
Quote of the day
“Women who start out as ugly ducklings don’t become beautiful swans. What they mainly become is confident ducks. They take charge of their lives.”
–Maeve Binchy (via Annette Curtis Klause)
I love this, because the ugly duckling narrative feels more flawed to me the older I get. Longing for transformation doesn’t seem half so powerful as owning and loving and rocking what one already is.
I wonder if it’s common, a natural sort of progression, to start off dreaming of secretly being something else (a changeling, an alien foundling, the secret heir to the king and queen of a far off land), and then to come around to wanting to be more fully oneself.
A version of oneself, of course, who visits faerie realms, and alien planets, and other far-off lands. But nonetheless.
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Tuesday afternoon linky, Star Wars edition
Dept of oops!
And then I decided I didn’t want to pull my old posts on to wp anyway, because conversations are an artifact of where they’re first held and feel odd transported, even without comments. Good thing, too, or my entire lj history would have been reposted here, flooding everyone’s friend’s lists.
Apologies! It wasn’t you. It was me!
Did leg warmers ever actually make our legs any warmer?
Other participating authors include Holly Cupala, Elizabeth Eulberg, Jennifer R. Hubbard, Nina Malkin, Elana Johnson, Eileen Cook, Joelle Anthony, Lisa Magnum, Torrey Maldonado, Darby Karchut, Tom Leveen, Carol Tanzman, Kendare Blake, and Jeyn Roberts.
There’s a summer camp and an 80s theme, both of which give me flashbacks in very different ways. The camping has stayed very much a part of my life. The 80s stuff not so much. Unless, umm, you count that Best of Air Supply mix that just might be on my iPod. And my owning a handful of dying mix cassette tapes I haven’t yet brought myself to part with. And the fact that the phrase “when the omni’s red, it means history’s wrong” still gives me a warm fuzzy fanficcy feeling. And the fact that hearing the Star Wars theme song still fills me with happy.
But aside from that. 🙂