July 26, 2014

"I want to feel my life while I’m in it."

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July 24, 2014

All Over Coffee #682 by Paul Madonna.


All Over Coffee #682 by Paul Madonna.

July 19, 2014

Ophelia -Thomas Francis Dicksee. Detail.


Ophelia -Thomas Francis Dicksee. Detail.

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July 19, 2014
"My philosophy is: It’s none of my business what people say of me, and think of me. I am what I am, and I do what I do. I expect nothing, and accept everything. And it makes life so much easier."

— Anthony Hopkins (via seabois)

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July 19, 2014
"I wish I could show you,
When you are lonely or in darkness,
The astonishing Light
Of your own Being"

— Hafiz (via andrewgibby)

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July 17, 2014


Life goes on, but individual poems
stop. The most you can hope for is the line
that doesn’t end with a period. You
are suspended in the middle of a
sentence, possibly look up, then resume
reading as if the music never stopped,
as if everyone didn’t have to dive
for the chairs, of which…

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June 29, 2014
"The film does not ask you to suspend disbelief but to believe—as Jep does, as a child would—without skepticism, ironic distance, or fear. Sorrentino’s disconcerting cuts and slippery narrative give the whole film a dreamlike composition; the rules of his world differ from that of ours. Thus stripped from the context of reality, the incredible turns credible. You, too, begin to believe in the waves Jep sees breaking across his ceiling, in the magic of a disappearing giraffe, in a 104-year-old saint and the flamingos that flock around her."

The Last Movie I Loved: The Great Beauty by Emma Winsor Wood.

A great essay about a great movie.

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June 28, 2014


LAdies Episode 1: “I Do”

My fabulous friend Sarah wrote and directed this web series … and I’m in it. Six episodes out so far, new episodes every Wednesday…watch it! 

LAdies on YouTube

LAdies on Facebook

Instagram: @ladies_in_a_car

June 27, 2014
“We need a fantasy in order to live in reality.”



A Conversation with Shane Jones

I first came to Shane Jones’s work after having seen some of his writing online. For someone so interested in the lifestyles of other writers—someone who, as I discovered, discovered that Zadie Smith eats a prawn cocktail wrap for…

June 27, 2014

My mother once told me that trauma is like Lord of the Rings. You go through this crazy, life-altering thing that almost kills you (like say having to drop the one ring into Mount Doom), and that thing by definition cannot possibly be understood by someone who hasn’t gone through it. They can sympathize sure, but they’ll never really know, and more than likely they’ll expect you to move on from the thing fairly quickly. And they can’t be blamed, people are just like that, but that’s not how it works.

Some lucky people are like Sam. They can go straight home, get married, have a whole bunch of curly headed Hobbit babies and pick up their gardening right where they left off, content to forget the whole thing and live out their days in peace. Lots of people however, are like Frodo, and they don’t come home the same person they were when they left, and everything is more horrible and more hard then it ever was before. The old wounds sting and the ghost of the weight of the one ring still weighs heavy on their minds, and they don’t fit in at home anymore, so they get on boats go sailing away to the Undying West to look for the sort of peace that can only come from within. Frodos can’t cope, and most of us are Frodos when we start out.

But if we move past the urge to hide or lash out, my mother always told me, we can become Pippin and Merry. They never ignored what had happened to them, but they were malleable and receptive to change. They became civic leaders and great storytellers; they we able to turn all that fear and anger and grief into narratives that others could delight in and learn from, and they used the skills they had learned in battle to protect their homeland. They were fortified by what had happened to them, they wore it like armor and used it to their advantage.

It is our trauma that turns us into guardians, my mother told me, it is suffering that strengthens our skin and softens our hearts, and if we learn to live with the ghosts of what had been done to us, we just may be able to save others from the same fate.


— S.T.Gibson (via sarahtaylorgibson)

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June 23, 2014
At the Community Center


by Jane Dykema


from Small Print by Justine Basa

I get a job at the community center. A man named Michael interviews me and I have High Hopes because of his dreadlocks and hands like starfish and the way he seems to listen (by nodding) and the things he seems to value (the kids’ safety and happiness) and we shake hands and he makes fun of my suit and even though it’s a summer job I think, maybe this is what I’ll do Forever.

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