For all of the most important things, the timing always sucks. Waiting for a good time to quit your job? The stars will never align and the traffic lights of life will never all be green at the same time. The universe doesn’t conspire against you, but it doesn’t go out of its way to line up the pins either. Conditions are never perfect. “Someday” is a disease that will take your dreams to the grave with you. Pro and con lists are just as bad. If it’s important to you and you want to do it “eventually,” just do it and correct course along the way.
Happy Charter Day weekend to my alma mater, William & Mary! The school is 83 years older than the United States, is named for two monarchs who loathed one another, and somehow managed to survive being burnt down three times and being occupied during two different wars (the Revolutionary War and the Civil War). It’s a very special place, even if the uneven bricks are murder on your heels.
I’m missing the ‘Burg today, especially after seeing a video of all of the recent renovations and additions they’ve made to an already beautiful campus. Congratulations to the English majors for no longer having a building that smells like sewage 6 months out of the year.
On Twitter I said, “Someone create a catchy vid called “Congratulations, You Hated it!” so we can send to ppl who won’t shut up abt how much they hate something” and emchughes (Emily) linked me to this little piece of perfection. Remember: it’s okay not to like a movie/book/person/place/what-have-you, but don’t have to
1) Troll a tag to reblog/tweet your opinion in response to everyone stating the opposite opinion
2) Troll comments to argue with every single person about it
3) Make fun of the people who did like the movie/book/person/place/what-have-you
4) Harass and/or cruelly belittle the creator of/participants in the movie/book/person/place/what-have-you
I’m always complaining about “the worst commute ever” on Twitter, but, actually, I think today really took the cake. I should have left a full hour earlier if I wanted to make it in on time. The top right picture is about a quarter of the line trying to get down into the subway (I’ve never see it happen before)—but, of course, the subway was running with major delays.The only trains that run where I live are the 4/5/6, so when that line is down or delayed, a whole huge neighborhood either has to pile on buses or walk. I would have just taken the crosstown bus through Central Park to one of the Upper West Side subway lines, but the bus line was two avenues long. So, I walked. I normally really enjoy the 40 block walk, because i can cut through the park and have a nice view, and, well, it’s just pretty and relaxing. It usually takes me about 40 or so minutes.
This morning it was, indeed, gorgeous—probably because it was piled so high with snow that no one had gone in to clear out the trails. So I walked down Fifth Avenue for an hour instead and, man, that was not fun. The snow came last night, but this morning we had freezing rain. The rain melted just enough of the snow to turn every curb into a lake of freezing, icy water and the sidewalks were covered in a thin layer of slush that made everything super slippery. Everyone posts the pretty pictures of pristine white piles of snow, but, for real, the snow in this city looks that way for five minutes before it turns into black slush.
In any case, major kudos to the city workers who were trying their best to clean up up the mess!
- Still in Philly
- Have figured out the route to take with the least exposure to the blisteringly cold weather
- Hate myself for not bringing actual snow boots
- Had what must have been the coldest set up ever, but figured out how to wrap my blanket-sized scarf around myself so I looked like a survivor of an apocalyptic winter
- Cut both thumbs on tape guns
- Spent a long ass time in really uncomfortable boots
- Need to wake up at 5 tomorrow to be down in my boss’ room to sit around and wait to see if we get any phone calls (kid lit version of Oscar nominations), which is actually somehow both super fun and the absolute worst
- Worked a bit on book 3’s revision
- Saw so many librarian and blogger friends!
- Talked up some of our fantastic books and were given a ton of fantastic ARCs by fellow School & Library Marketing folks
- Ate delicious food every night, but was super confused by the amount of duck that every restaurant seemed to be serving (duck eggs, duck mousse, duck gnocchi… endless duck). If you find yourself Philly, may I recommend The Dandelion?
- WAWA!!! THEY HAVE WAWAS IN PHILLY! IT WAS LIKE COMING HOME!!!
- Now in a super comfy bed for the last night, watching a hilarious episode of Sherlock
Back to New York tomorrow and the office on Tuesday. What’s shaking in your world?
Mom and I went to a psychic today and the results were really interesting. That lady read me like a book, and I can only hope SOME of her predictions come true ;)
I’m currently buried under a mountain of work and writing and life stuff and I sort of feel like I’ve been on the verge of bursting out into tears for the last week. So if I’m not around as much over the next few weeks, you’ll know why. Time to put on my Enya Pandora station or something.
There is no designated time for anything in your life. You don’t have to have your first kiss at any certain time, you don’t have to get married in your 20′s and you don’t have to do anything just because other people think it’s best. In fact, you will be much better off if you just do what your heart says. The day you stop caring what other people think is the day their opinions don’t mean anything, because you’re not there to give them weight.
This is so, so true. I know people who feel validated by the fact that they were married and had kids before they turned 30, and, honestly, I don’t get why it even matters, or why they think it matters to other people as much as it does to them. Everyone at their own pace.
22 more days! I finally booked our train tickets from London to Edinburgh last night and I’m going through and making up a whole itinerary. Very exciting!
I regret that it takes a life to learn how to live.
Jonathan Safran Foer
Don’t be afraid of death; be afraid of an unlived life. You don’t have to live forever, you just have to live.
Natalie Babbitt, Tuck Everlasting
For some reason, this instantly reminded me of Louis CK’s “Everything is amazing and nobody is happy.” Every time I watch it, I’m struck by how true it is. I’m trying to invest more—appreciate, really—the wonder that we have in our lives. To not take things for granted. I was coming home from meeting the PubCrawl gals for drinks last night and my iPod randomly shuffled to Beethoven’s Symphony No. 3 and I was kind of struck by how amazing it is that at any time I can listen to, and experience, a piece of music that people in the 18th century would have had to pay a premium price to see an orchestra play just that one night.
I just noticed something strange on Wikipedia. It appears that gradually, over time, editors have begun the process of moving women, one by one, alphabetically, from the “American Novelists” category to the “American Women Novelists” subcategory. So far, female authors whose last names begin with A or B have been most affected, although many others have, too.
The intention appears to be to create a list of “American Novelists” on Wikipedia that is made up almost entirely of men. The category lists 3,837 authors, and the first few hundred of them are mainly men. The explanation at the top of the page is that the list of “American Novelists” is too long, and therefore the novelists have to be put in subcategories whenever possible.
Too bad there isn’t a subcategory for “American Men Novelists.”
IMPORTANT UPDATE the author, Amanda Filipacchi, from Sunday:
“In an Op-Ed article I wrote, published on The New York Times’s Web site on Wednesday, I suggested it was too bad that there wasn’t a subcategory for “American Men Novelists.” And what do you know; shortly after, a new subcategory called exactly that appeared.
But there was more. Much more. As soon as the Op-Ed article appeared, unhappy Wikipedia editors pounced on my Wikipedia page and started making alterations to it, erasing as much as they possibly could without (I assume) technically breaking the rules. They removed the links to outside sources, like interviews of me and reviews of my novels. Not surprisingly, they also removed the link to the Op-Ed article. At the same time, they put up a banner at the top of my page saying the page needed “additional citations for verifications.” Too bad they’d just taken out the useful sources.
In 24 hours, there were 22 changes to my page. Before that, there had been 22 changes in four years. Thursday night, a kind soul went in there and put back the deleted sources. The Wiki editors instantly took them out again.”
Yup, this change popped up on my Google Alerts when they finally hit the Br- names. You can guess how I felt about it.