August 26, 2014


My experience of the internet, as it has congealed into a set of fossilizing cultural and social practices, is something like those parties. I am exhausted by getting people’s material. There are dozens of websites and networks on which the digital elite interact, but you could combine them all and name it Clevr, where people go to be funny and to be seen being funny and to be rewarded with acknowledgments that they are funny. I feel the tension of people throwing their best stuff out there, and absorb their ambient anxiety as they tensely wait for the digital strokes to roll in. I cannot help but say that very few people seem to be made genuinely happy by this ceaseless, unrelenting writers room. Instead, they paw around at the vague feeling of embarrassment that hangs around the whole enterprise like the marine layer, consciously rejecting that shame but unable to will it away by writing a longread. And I wonder if we all wouldn’t be better served if, rather than trying to will away this ambient embarrassment, people asked themselves if they feel it for a good reason, if maybe there isn’t something else they’re all supposed to be doing.

http://fredrikdeboer.com/2014/07/21/emily-goulds-friendship/

THIS THIS THIS THIS THIS forever. I think lots about the internet is good and amazing, but I also think THIS

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August 24, 2014


August 21, 2014


another gratuitous #greenchile pic. praise the desert. #newmexico #newmexicotrue

another gratuitous #greenchile pic. praise the desert. #newmexico #newmexicotrue

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it’s chile roasting season!! my heart is happy.  (at Farmer’s Market)

it’s chile roasting season!! my heart is happy. (at Farmer’s Market)

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August 20, 2014


We also live in an era where a lot of the old, supporting institutions are either opening up or crumbling, so I suggest that people don’t try to distort who they are to fit notions of what’s professionally viable, because that paradigm is over. I suggest you focus in on your weirdness, your passions, and your fucked-up damage, and be yourself as truly as you can.

Molly Crabapple’s advice to young artists. Well said. (via wendyfitch)

holla

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August 14, 2014


August 7, 2014


"What good is power if you cannot protect the ones you love?"

(Source: klarolinelannister)

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August 3, 2014


August 2, 2014


Books I Read In May, June and July

So I’ve been crap at keeping track of my books. I have a Google doc that I am conceivably doing it in, in addition to writing these lists here on Tumblr, but yeah, that obviously isn’t really happening. But in an effort to try to be accountable, here is my reading for May, June and July.

May:

Mothering The New Mother by Sally Placksin (a book about the postpartum experience in America)

High Tide in Tucson by Barbara Kingsolver (essays)

Animal, Vegetable, Miracle by Barbara Kingsolver (nonfiction)

I’m Just Happy To Be Here by Mark Cugini (poems)

June:

I honestly have no idea what I read in this month. I went to Baltimore on a plane, so it must have been something, but I don’t know what.

July:

All I know that I read the entirety of this month is The Womanly Art of Breastfeeding by La Leche League. I am taking a course to become a lactation educator starting on Monday, so I’ve been doing a lot of breastfeeding reading. I’ve read bits and pieces of a bunch of stuff, but not whole books. 

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July 30, 2014