I’m trying to put together my first poetry collection, which is turning out to be way more complicated than I thought.
I have all these poems, some of which have been published, but trying to gather them into something resembling a reasonably coherent book is challenging. I’ve never done this before, and I have no idea, really, what I’m doing. It’s definitely a work in progress.
With this, and other commitments, it’s been a crazy busy time for me this week. But for the first time since 2013 began, I feel like things are happening. It’s a pretty awesome feeling.
Enough with the life updates. You’re probably just here for the linkage:
- Nine ways to organize your books. Because they should be organized.
- Gertrude Stein, Gelatinous Cube Wrangler, and other likely film plots.
- Nigella Lawson refused to let the network airbrush out her tummy on American billboards. Rock on.
- I’ve tweeted about the awesomeness of Jim Hines before, and now the BBC has a profile you should read too. Though I’m not sure why sexist is in quotation marks in the title. See also: the Hawkeye Initiative.
- It is possible to do women in comics well. See David Brothers’ excellent piece on Psylock as drawn by Greg Land versus Jerome Opena.
- A Swedish toy company makes a gender neutral catalogue, and it’s news. It’s a good thing, but it further highlight how unusual this is, even in the 21st century.
- Instead we find that female academics are still being excluded from recognition and equal pay in Canada.
- If you want to be taken seriously by The New York Times, you better be a dude.
- Presumably this is not required for House of Anansi, who’s running a Broken Social Scene short story contest, details here
- Oh man, puns.
- A 50-year visual history of The Bell Jar. Is it just me, or is the 50th anniversary cover the most dismissive piece of bullshit possible, especially given the book’s theme? Awful.
- Publishing Perspectives asks if publishers would be better off dropping the word “book”. Um…at a guess, no…?
Also, check out these badass mice that eat scorpions and howl at the moon. It’s the most frighteningly adorable thing you’ll see all day. Guaranteed.
