To be hopeful in bad times is not just foolishly romantic. It is based on the...– howard zinn. (via bees-knees)
Y'all need to stop what you're doing and watch... →
Say what thou wilt about the London Olympics, but this is GOLDEN. AbFab foreva!
a bright wall in a dark room.: The Truman Show... →
brightwalldarkroom: GOOD AFTERNOON, GOOD EVENING, AND GOODNIGHT. by Sara Gray My good friend Jenny (not her real name) lives in Los Angeles. Like many, she moved there to find a job in the entertainment industry. She toiled through a string of grueling, unpaid internships on independent films and student… Here’s the first piece I wrote for Bright Wall Dark Room!
When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say...– Fred Rogers Mr. Rogers always knew the right thing to say (via crabcakes)
Chicklit Tumbls: Comic-Con: A Post-script →
hangingfire: chicklittumbls: I’ve said that on the first day of the con, I felt like an outsider. Not geek enough to be there. I had no costume, very little comic book knowledge, and I didn’t collect anything. But what I didn’t realize is that that doesn’t matter. If you love something, you belong at Comic-Con. I read Shellie’s commentary this morning while my editor at Tor was helping me...
San Diego Comic Con, Tragedy, and the Family of... →
nerdpromnomnom: And then I wrote this. Not going to say much more other than that it was something I needed to say, and I struggled mightily to find the words with which to say it. And I think I succeeded, mostly. A beautiful, trenchant article by a good friend. Please read it.
hangingfire: Full trailer for Paul Thomas Anderson’s The Master. Get this movie in my theatre now plz. (Also, someone please reassure me that I’m not the only person who has a slight, brief, Doctor Who-related mental hiccup every time she sees the title of this movie.) MUST SEE MUST SEE MUST SEEEEEEEE
BedPost Confessions, 7:30PM this Thursday at ND →
I’ll be reading a piece of mine this Thursday for BedPost Confessions, a monthly performance series on sex and sexuality, at ND Studios. The show starts at 8PM, but come early if you want to get a seat. My piece is entitled “American Alligator,” and…I NEED TO PRACTICE IT. Ulp!
In which I learn how to NOT see through walls. →
I’m still on vacation; I have one more full day in beautiful Bend, Oregon before I head back home. In the meantime, here’s an essay I wrote for The Under 35 Project on the subject of “deepening my meditation practice” (whatever that means).
Off to Bend!
I’m off to Bend, Oregon tomorrow morning to visit my cousin, Jane, so there won’t be much Tumblring for the next week or so. I can’t wait to savor the cool air, pine trees, rocky coasts, and snow-capped mountains! Of course, the night before I leave Austin’s fabled hellsummer for the cooler climes of the Pacific Northwest, it rains like crazy.
A FOG in London daytime like the night is, Our fellow-creatures seem like...– From Punch, December 30, 1882 (via aubade) I’m currently reading (and loving the hell out of) Peter Ackroyd’s London: A Biography. I love London, but I’m really glad I was there in 2002 and not 1882, because apparently all the lyrics about London in Sweeney Todd were true. London...
Another Random Fact
heatherpattern: I once sang “Man In the Box” by Alice in Chains, topless, in public, and changed all the lyrics to be about cats. The theme here is: a large percentage of the crazy times in my life have involved me being naked or topless I WITNESSED THIS! And it was amazing. Oh, Flipside.