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Publishing Person of the Year: Whoever Wrote Fifty Shade of Gray

Personally, I did not read Fifty Shades of Grey (nor do I intend to), but I was delighted to hear the hilarious lowdown from Ron Charles, a book critic for The Washington Post. After Publisher’s Weekly announced author EL James won 2011 Publishing Person of the Year, Charles put together his take on the je ne sais quoi that made the British writer so noteworthy.

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Thanks to Poets & Writers for sharing this.

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This is the paaaaaaart of me where I publish something in an honest-to-God newspaper

I wrote an article for our local weekly paper!

Here it is: proof that I can spend 20 hours on something that takes five seconds to read.

The piece is about a Charlottesville non-profit that installs sculptures all over town. It was really fun to learn more about it, and especially fun to drink sparkling apple juice with the yogis who coronated their friend’s work. Three cheers for the arts and local editors who trust a stranger when she claims to know how to write.

 

 

 

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Audio September: Scheherazade

I love the sound of my own voice, and since the sages say to do what you love, I’m getting in front of a microphone again.

If you’re looking for a wordy way to spend $5 on Sunday, come to the Bridge at 7PM. The lovely ladies of Scheherazade, a storytelling series, organized an open reading where, to quote the group’s PR blurb:

artists in different genres present original, 10 minute works to an audience. September’s theme is “Soundtracks”: hi-fi/lo-fi, screeching, skreeling stories of lyrical pleasure and pain; heartbreaking tales that make you want to sing along.

This month’s theme is a nod to Audio September, a month of sound-inspired artworks including radio, poetry, music and installation art.

Check out the Bridge PAI website to see the entire line-up. Or if you’re free on Sunday swing by–I know it’ll be excellent, if only because other people probably finished their pieces already.

Cue my exit music. (Hint: it sounds like this.) Happy weekend everybody!

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All the World’s a Stage (Especially This Stage On Which I Stand)

Our supremely talented cast.
Normally I dedicate my Friday post to a recap of websites on which I spent my week (as opposed to, you know, writing). Today is different for a few reasons: 1) I actually wrote quite a bit this week, and 2) I spent the rest of my time working as Assistant Director for Annie Baker’s play, Circle Mirror Transformation. OK, yes, I’ve been doing this for about six weeks already, but everyone’s hours—cast, crew, the CVS cashiers who sell the granola bars we eat for dinner every night—have increased dramatically (har). Why?
Because tonight is opening night!
I would attempt to give you a summary (a human dramedy or, for those of you who know me from high school, RBR redux [imagine three generations of students living in Vermont; they eat fewer soft pretzels and don’t have a pit, but otherwise the plot is basically the same]) but Live Arts Theater has done a much better job.
Listen to the radio interview with PR Wizard Jigsaw Jones and Yours Truly. Watch the promo video below featuring our director, Ray. Then come to the show!
Happy weekend everybody!
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Free Clinic Fridays: Design Seeds, Zen Habits and 8″ Heels

What’s up, kiddies? Enjoying the weather? After a week of waxing poetic for short stories, bios, letters, websites, Valentine’s gifts, and why the mail should be sent on Sunday, I am ready for a break. I think some sort of crafty art project is in order. Or just eating more brownie batter.
But first I am proud to present my finds from another week of trolling the internet!

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LAUGH

Image courtesy of Hyperbole and a Half.
The creative folks at NaNoWriMo have teamed up with The Book Doctors to offer this year’s WriMo paticipants a lottery of sorts: anybody who submits a book pitch has a 1 in x thousand chance of being drawn, randomly, for a free consult with professional book polishers. It’s sort of like The Hunger Games except everybody wants to die.
Anyway, I plan to use this lottery as motivation to undertake the Writing of My Book Pitch. Since I’ve written something of Ye Olde Adventure Storye, I might just take the tone of this epic literary work by Mr. Mike Lacher:
In Which I Fix my Girlfriend’s Grandparents’ WiFi and Am Hailed as a Conquering Hero”
http://www.mcsweeneys.net/articles/in-which-i-fix-my-girlfriends-grandparents-wifi-and-am-hailed-as-a-conquering-hero
PANIC

Stop it, you weirdo designers!
Christian Louboutin created these 8″ ballerina-inspired heels for the English National Ballet’s summer party last year. They were auctioned off to the craziest person in the house.
Now I’m going to have rosin-fueled nightmares about those two years I took pointe classes. To say nothing of the four or five times I actually made it onto my toes.
ESCAPE
Image courtesy of the Cool Hunter.
I could spend the next week of my life writing the story of that man on the steps.
IMAGINE
Images from Design Seeds.
As Boyfriend and I have been painting the bedroom, I’ve found myself lost in a sea of paint samples. Colorful chicklets on the walls. I’m not sure if this site helps or hinders my natural obsession, but if you share my affinity for mixed media art, moods boards or color, you’re going to love Design Seeds.

Seriously, go there, like, now.

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Image from A Boy In Mid Air.
Not to get all Mindfulness Project on you, but article from Zen Habits is simple, sane advice for everybody on the planet. Myself included.
Have a great weekend everybody!
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The Rainbow Collection

Y’all know I love me some rainbows, but I also have a quiet obsession with tiny things. Like doll house accessories and newborns. Does anyone else remember those little toy cars you could pull backward and send whizzing out of the room (or off the coffee table or back of the couch, depending on where your imaginary racetrack began)? Those were my favorite.

BAHHHHHH.

David T. Waller’s Toy Atlas Rainbow, a painstaking installation made from over 2,500 toy cars, won the People’s Award at the UK’s Arts Open Depot in 2010. I assume this is because the exhibit makes every spectator want to crawl around it and drool.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to eat a jar of sprinkles.
Yay adulthood!
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Free Clinic Fridays: Lonely Island, Four Tet & Lenine

Today’s clinic is brought to you by the power of SONG. Enjoy the videos!
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LAUGH
“Threw It On the Ground”
The Lonely Island
PANIC
“Pressure (Alesso Edit)”
Nadia Ali, Starkillers and Alex Kenji

ESCAPE
“Magra”
Lenine



IMAGINE
“Dawn”
The Cinematic Orchestra

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“She Just Likes to Fight”
Four Tet

Happy weekend everybody!
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Yulia Brodskaya

You’ve heard of Yulia Brodskaya, right?

Your brands have.
These stunning images are a few highlights from the Moscow-born paper artist’s quilling portfolio. Quilling, also called paper filigree, uses thin strips of paper or cardstock that are rolled, traditionally around a quill, then shaped and glued into particular designs. Brodskaya’s work refreshes what was once called a “lost art” and brings its energy and playful poetry to contemporary audiences worldwide.
This piece is the first in a series which the artist herself describes on her website as “a declaration of love to the material and the technique. It is also an attempt to raise a profile of this paper craft, which has been previously regarded with some disdain, and to bring this type of artwork on a new level in terms of its ability to convey meaning and emotions.”

The image above, along with a swirling canopy of verdant foliage, is available as a web face on Google Chrome.

Brodskaya sculpts all of her work by hand. Her dedication to detail is astounding; combined with furling color, tidal lines, and multi-dimensional structure, her art represents the mystery of human touch. In a world where mass production profits and cheap facsimiles are standard fare, the independent artist stands like a lighthouse. Given wholly to the careful construction of what amounts to love itself, their efforts remind us that authenticity matters, that passion radiates, and when open our hearts in the pursuit of dogged creation, our work will sing for all who listen.
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Writing: A Whiner’s Defense

I’ve been reading a lot about writing lately, and one theme that comes up a lot is how writing is really hard and how normal people with normal goals don’t appreciate how hard writing is, even when writers tell them about it over and over and over again. As a neighbor points out to critic/novelist Annie Dillard in her book The Writing Life, “That’s like a factory employee going to work every day even though he hates it. Why do you do it?”

Dear reader, this is the worst question you could ever ask a writer. If you yourself are a writer, you’re nodding. If you’re not, please heed my advice and do not ask it ever (or ever again). It’s like pouring salt on a slug and expecting the poor thing to dance.

Anywho. Haphazard gastropod analogies notwithstanding, I’m glad that other writers feel the same way I do. For many years I assumed I was a big baby with my “poor me”s and “mental anguish”es and “oh, the trials of the mind simply fell me!”isms. While this may still be true, I feel vindicated by this funny, insightful article from author Michael Cunningham.

As a novelist, I learned long ago that my interest in talking about how very difficult it is to write fiction exceeds almost everybody’s interest in hearing about it. I rarely bring the subject up, any more than I expect, in old age, to go on at length about my joint pains or the fact that everything and everyone used to be better than they are now. Every writer I know, however, is obsessed by the subject, and often when we’re alone together we do, in fact, with a sense of guilty abandon, spend a certain amount of time buzzing about how unbelievably, monumentally difficult writing actually is; what fools we are for having taken it up in the first place; and how often we contemplate abandoning the pursuit altogether and going into another line of work, though most of us are too old for go-go dancing and too inept for carpentry.

To learn more about the writing underground or revel in how justified your whining is, click here. Happy reading!


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Free Clinic Fridays: Digital Tattoos, Body Art & Tuscany

Happy Friday the 13th! Unluckily for me and luckily for you, this was a fruitful week in terms of internet exploration (a direct correlation exists in terms of real-life productivity and new material for these clinics). Before you bid good riddance to this ill-fated day, enjoy another…

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LAUGH: The (Mis)Adventures of Awkward Black Girl

Are you passive-aggressive? Hung up on your ex? Fantasizing hard-core about a cubicle mate or stabbing your nearest frenemy? Then you’re gonna totally relate…
The (Mis)Adventures of Awkward Black Girl is a web mini-series discovered by my good friend at Naturally Beautiful Me. As she explains, AWB is “almost 30 Rock funny and stars Black people. I am addicted.” Ditto!

PANIC: Digital Tattoos
Here’s a concept to thoroughly freak you out:
The Digital Tattoo Interface concept, developed by Jim Mielke, is an electronic interface that can be implanted beneath the skin (but above the muscle) in the forearm, thereby turning a boring ol’ patch of tissue into a display screen for videos, phone calls, internet pages, or even a (virtual) image of a tattoo.

Agh.
The interface would by powered by the very energy that fuels actual human movement: the conversion of oxygen and glucose in the bloodstream. So, in essence, your blood would course through the technology buried in your flesh, powering “smart-ink pixels” that change colors. The device would act as a touch screen if necessary (for answering phone calls!) or even a 3G video screen (for FaceTime!). Here is the device:

Here is the device IN YOUR BODY.

Today, the Digital Tattoo is just a concept, but doesn’t it get under your skin?
Hahahahaha. But seriously, I’m totally weirded out. Thanks a bunch, Gizmodo.

ESCAPE: Castello di Vicarello
Grab Diane Lane; we’re going to Tuscany.
And we’re staying in a castle.



Visit the Cool Hunter article for more drool-worthy images.

IMAGINE: Becca Gilmartin Body Art
Becca Gilmartin is an Australian makeup artist whose work explores all the potentials of a human canvas. From explosions of traditional beauty themes…

to trompe d’oeuil…

to humor…

To philosophy…

to stunning transformations…

Gilmartin reminds us that our bodies speak louder than any sandwich board. (Even without embedded technology.)
On a related note, check out this video by another Australian artist, musician Goyte. In addition to being the sort of song I actually download on iTunes (as opposed to listen on loop via Spotify or YouTube), ”Somebody that I Used to Know” (spotted by my uber-hip artist friend Brian) uses body paint to express the connection and slow dissolution of ex-lovers. Just gorgeous.

OM: Honey and the Trees

I just got back from yoga class, the first I’ve attended in a very long time. Thank goodness I went. It reminded me to embrace the present moment, to calm the heck down about career and money and dog-guilt and grout mold.
As I lay down on the studio floor, my eyes closed and my heart opened. I guided my mind away from the chaos of a busy day toward the self-sustaining simplicity of my body. Suddenly grateful for my skin and breath and blood flow, I left the classroom convinced that the cure for stress is not better organization, a clarified job or pristine home front—it’s a thankful awareness of every moment. The feel of the ground beneath my feet, the shift of joints as I walk, the smell and feel of changing air on my skin. Intention imbues every action with meaning, with virtue and worthiness. If I can learn to focus on each distinct task I undertake—give it entirety of my attention—I will not only validate my choices, I will feel time swell and mellow out, each minute ripe with its own weight in honey. I can learn to taste every one.
Alternatively, I can re-read this lovely passage by Geoff Thompson on the philosophy of trees.
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