Something on Sunday, 10/8

Happy Sunday, friends! I am right now hanging with my sister, the coolest and bravest lady on earth, and drinking fancy coffee from her confusing coffee maker. Later we are having scones. Tell me what’s going on with you this Sunday!

Touched by:

This thread by my pal, literary webseries pusher, and Women in Translation Month founder Meytal (at Biblibio).

Happy about:

I got a new watch with a verrrrrry thin band so it sits between my wrist bone and the base of my thumb, and every time I check what time it is, I feel like Lauren Bacall.

Also! I have been complaining pretty regularly about the absence of a full The Last Jedi trailer, but Mark Hamill as good as promised we’d be getting one tomorrow, October 9th. THAT IS TOMORROW AND I AM SO EXCITED.

Inspired by:

these three children’s book authors canceling an appearance at a Dr. Seuss museum on account of a racist mural. It is good to see people standing up for kids and doing the right thing. The museum has since said they will be removing the mural (although it would have been best if they’d removed it when the authors asked them to, not when they got all the negative publicity).

Self-cared for:

My sister said, “Here, try this weighted blanket!” so I lay down and put the blanket on top of me and I was like “I am compressed! But I don’t care,” and then I lay there for a bit longer and I was like “I am compressed! Actually this is kind of okay,” and then I lay there for a bit longer yet and I was like “Huh I prefer not to get up, maybe ever.” So there you go. Weighted blankets. It was too weighty to sleep under, but if you are experiencing anxiety, as who is not?, perhaps consider a weighted blanket to assist you.

Tell me about your Something on Sunday, friends! I confess I did not get the linky-loo working yet, and I may not have it working for next Sunday either because I have a very busy week this week BUT hopefully we will have it all set for the Sunday after that. I AM SORRY and hopefully you still love me.

Something on Sunday

Okay, y’all, we’re trying this out! Per my post from last week, I want to take some time on Sundays to talk about things that kept me moving forward or gave me some joy. Tweet at me or link your posts in the comments, and I swear that next week I will have a proper Mr. Linky for your use. (I have encountered technical difficulties.)

Proud of:

I convinced two more people to try out the life-changing packing cubes (and perhaps other products!) of Ebags Dot Com, who somehow have still not given me an endorsement deal. I also received some wonderful advice for off-label use of packing cubes in long-term storage situations. God I love packing cubes.

Enjoyed:

Outlaws of the Atlantic: Sailors, Pirates, and Motley Crews in the Age of Sail, by Marcus Rediker. Turns out this dude’s not just coasting on his reputation as the foremost maritime historian of our era. His books are legitimately really good: well-researched, informative, and entertaining.

Charmed by:

My sister and my baby nephew were at the coffee shop, and the baby was flirting — as he does — with everyone in line. When it came time to pay for her tea, my sister started trying to juggle the baby and the baby bag and her purse to fetch out money to pay for it; and the lady behind her in line said, “Hers is on me. I remember what that was like.”

Happy about:

Duolingo revamped their interface and I like it so much! I’m learning Spanish and feeling fancy!

Tell me about your Something on Sunday, friends!

KJ at owlmoose
Iz at Wright Here Reading
Sharlene at Real Life Reading
TJ at My Book Strings
Jean at Howling Frog Books

Something on Sunday (a Tiny Plan)

I have been seeing a lot of sadness and anxiety in the blogosphere lately; lots of people posting that they’re struggling to find motivation and time to read or post or go blog-hopping. And on one hand, I’ve been doing this for A DECADE and that just seems to be part of the natural cycle of blogging, to have times where you want to prioritize it more and times when you want to prioritize it less or maybe even step away.

On the other hand, I suspect that the same is true for other bloggers as is true for me, which is that this administration is sapping our strength. I live in a state of constant anxiety, whether it’s over the current terrible thing that’s happening or the next thing that I know will be coming down the pike but can’t even begin to predict. I am experiencing dread regularly now, in a way that I maybe never have before, and that’s exhausting, physically and emotionally. I feel guilty that I’m not doing more in every single area of my life: not reaching out to friends as much as I want to, not managing to be a flawless professional success in the way that I want to, not doing enough politically, not reading enough or blogging enough or keeping my house clean enough–

YES YES. The list goes on.

But what I think about the internet, about blogging in particular, is that it helps me to see that y’all are still there. Humans are contagious as hell with our emotions, and it helps me to see other people out there who haven’t given up. I don’t just mean people who haven’t given up hashtag-resisting. I mean people who haven’t given up frantically, vocally loving the things they love. Doing sportsy shit with their kids. Advocating for books and TV shows that are flying under the radar. Seeking out and publishing authors from marginalized groups because they deeply believe we need those voices (hi Book Smugglers!). It helps me to see people continuing to care about stuff, at a time when the world seems like it’s trying to bash us all into apathy.

(When I was contemplating this post on Monday, I said to Alice, “Is this just going to be some sunshiny Pollyanna bullshit?” It uh it is less sunshiney in execution than it maybe was in conception ha ha thanks Trump.)

I also told Alice, fairly insistently, that it’s better to do something than nothing. Even if the something doesn’t live up to our best hopes for ourselves, it’s still something, it’s still not nothing, it’s still us trying. I have the kind of brain that wants to insist I have to be perfect or be nothing — which is a total mug’s game because you can’t be perfect, and that only leaves nothing as an option. And nothing’s like, a really bad option. So I am always having to make a conscious effort to choose something.

I’m founding a thing I shall call Something on Sundays, which will commence THIS VERY SUNDAY and will have a link-up. The only guidelines are that you write about something that kept you on your feet that week, whether that’s a person that inspired you, an action you took that you’re proud of, a book or movie or TV show that nourished your heart, a self-care strategy that worked for you, a goofy event or moment that brought you joy. Whatever it is, every Sunday, I want you to tell me something that matters to you. If you don’t have enough energy for a post, tweet it at me (you can use the hashtag #SomethingonSunday).

Cool? Cool.