Books are not clutter. Anyone who says otherwise is selling something. And that something is NOTHING.
I haven’t written a philosophical rant in a while, so I thought I’d indulge. And when I say rant, I really mean it. LOL Sometimes it helps to vent my frustration in written form. I don’t expect it to change the world, but I’m also not willing to change myself to fit the world, or meet it half way. At least on this one point. Read on to see what I mean by that.
Sharing a little about Wolfen before Helena comes out.
Sometimes, being brave means just saying, “No.”
Exploring the difficulties inherent in just being yourself. It’s hard, you guys…
Musings on why books are the best thing since papyrus scrolls.
Celebrating achievements that have nothing to do with marriage or children. Because those count, too.
I haven’t done a real blog post here in a long time. Forgive me. Life, work, and other concerns have distracted me from what I enjoy doing most. Truth be told, I haven’t been writing much lately, either, and that hurts me the most. But certain things have happened in recent weeks and months to put me in one of my philosophical moods again, and very much on the defensive. Not of myself (much) but of the creative writer in general. So let me tell you a story or four…
Let’s talk about love. Because why not, right? Late night chat sessions always make me introspective. Don’t know why… But last night, talking art and life with a friend, I thought up this allegory that’s still messing with my brain today. It was about two people so totally in love nothing could keep them apart. But they were so totally different, they were doomed to hurt each other over and over again: one too cerebral to be emotionally affectionate, the other too emotional to see reason and logic. So, for the sake of their partner, independently of each other, they went out to change themselves, to get rid of the things that were keeping them apart. The one excised her brain, the other his heart. Both died as a willing sacrifice to love. So, in the interest of assuaging my inner deepthinker, I’m gonna break down this thing called L […]
Last week, articles began to pop up about the boycott of Disney’s live action Beauty and the Beast and I just can’t not talk about it. Why would anyone want to boycott a Disney movie? Because it slightly (trust me, it’s not that big a leap) altered the animated version of Gaston’s sidekick LeFou to make him openly gay in the live action film. https://youtu.be/qt1ldI2NhaY This was seen by some religious groups as “pushing an agenda” and “no longer a wholesome family film, as Disney used to do in the past.” Boy, was someone not paying attention to Disney movies over the years… Seems they conveniently forgot that racism, racial stereotypes, sexual harassment and attacks, death, orphans, sexist plot lines, statutory rape, and other horrifying tidbits that usually go right over children’s heads have all featured in Disney films over the years. In Beauty and the Beast alone, you have… an entire town […]