“Here’s my life,” writes Ann Bauer on Salon. “My husband and I get up each morning at 7 o’clock and he showers while I make coffee. By the time he’s dressed I’m already sitting at my desk writing. He kisses me goodbye then leaves for the job where he makes good money, draws excellent benefits and gets many perks, such as travel, catered lunches and full reimbursement for the gym where I attend yoga midday. His career has allowed me to work only sporadically, as a consultant, in a field I enjoy.” Bauer admits that this admission might be considered “crass,” but she’s calling for more honesty like this in her piece, entitled “‘Sponsored’ By My Husband: Why It’s A Problem That Writers Never Talk About Where Their Money Comes From.” Keep reading »
As we mentioned earlier today, Chipotle had the genius idea to feature short selections of original literature on their various food surfaces, like cups, takeout bags, etc. Not only does this help keep customers entertained while they’re dining, but it prevents the awkward eating-alone scenario from being so awkward, and it’s educational. After I heard this news, I asked myself for about two hours why I never thought of it, because it’s such a glaringly obvious fix to a common human problem. Oh well. That ship has sailed, but here are eight other obvious places humans could really use some reading material. Let’s make it happen… Keep reading »
I promised I would scream it from the hilltops when Amtrak made their writers’ residency program official. Well, this is me screaming it from the hilltops. On Saturday, the railway announced its official #AmtrakResidency, which will allow for up to 24 writers to take long-distance trains to work on their projects. Residences will last 2-5 days, and all applications are due by March 31st.
“Each writer’s round-trip journey will include accommodations on board a sleeper car equipped with a bed, a desk and outlets. We hope this experience will inspire creativity and most importantly fuel your sense of adventure!” says Amtrak’s blog. Keep reading »
“I’m not going to apologize for being female or human. But I will apologize to the party I’ve wronged. About a month ago, I posted this video on my Facebook page about being pro choice and why. There was this conversation that ensued in the comments about whether abortion should be legal. And this man who is a fan of ‘Wild’ and ‘Tiny Beautiful Things’ said, well, I’m against abortion, but I do think it should be legal. And Cheryl, the thing about you is, you had an abortion but you regret it. And you’ve told us how that does stay with you and how many regrets you have about it. And I was like, uh, no I haven’t. I thought, I can’t let that stand. I said, actually, you’re mistaken. I do not regret it. I wish I hadn’t gotten pregnant. I don’t think it’s this great, exciting chapter of my life that I treasure. But I certainly think that having an abortion was the best thing I could have done in that situation. And I have absolutely no regrets whatsoever, nor am I scarred by the experience. I think it’s really important to assert that. Because the generation of women before us, they could do things like have an abortion or have sex in ways that are conceived as promiscuous, so long as they felt bad about it afterward or have been, like, oh, but what I was really looking for was love. When really it’s — a lot of times what I was really looking for was sex.”
–Cheryl Strayed on the balance between claiming responsibility for your actions and apologizing for yourself. This is just a snippet from an interview published in The Millions. I highly recommend reading the entire interview. At least twice. And if you haven’t already, I implore you to read Wild and Tiny Beautiful Things, Cheryl’s collection of Dear Sugar columns from The Rumpus. She is my inspiration/life hero at the moment. Amelia and I went to see her speak a couple of weeks ago and the best thing she said, which has been my mantra ever since, was: “True motherfuckerhood has to do with being humble.” [The Millions]
Check out what your favorite writers were ingesting/imbibing as they penned works of literary genius. Who knew that oysters, vinegar, and canned meat could inspire such brilliance. If I ever publish there will be a container of hummus, a cup of iced coffee, and a bottle of red wine next to my name. [Laphams Quarterly] Keep reading »