Daily Diversion #104: Lazy Sunday

The frozen sky spits out a combination pack of snowflakes: huge, miniscule, fat, puffy, wispy, deflated. Something for everyone, except me. I am ready for spring; curmudgeonly winter with his ridiculous whims needs to go away. Back to yesterday, or last week. Back to when he was wanted, appreciated, welcomed.

Snowy day, snowy day.

Snowy day, snowy day.

I have no energy, just a belly full of decadent food and a gaping need for a long, warm nap.

Creme Brulee French Toast

Creme Brulee French Toast.

Goodnight, all. I’ll write tomorrow.

 

A Young, Hopeful D.H. Lawrence Looked to the Future…

…and died on this day, 2 March, 1930.

DH Lawrence, 1906

D.H. Lawrence, 1906.

QUOTE: “I cannot cure myself of that most woeful of youth’s follies-thinking that those who care about us will care for the things that mean much to us.”

SOME WORKS: Sons and Lovers; The Rainbow; Women in Love; Aaron’s Rod; The Plumed Serpent; Lady Chatterley’s Lover; The Rocking-Horse Winner.

A KEEPSAKE:

Essay on D.H. Lawrence by Kenneth Young at Dunedin Street

Essay on D.H. Lawrence by Kenneth Young at Dunedin Street. $6.78

[R]evolving Incarnations: A Questionnaire For Passionate Readers-Featuring Jennifer Koe of Quirk’n It

[R]evolving Incarnations: A Questionnaire For Passionate Readers is an interview series done in classic Q&A format. Each entry features one intrepid writer/blogger/artist/creative mastermind as they take on the same 40 reading-themed questions and scenarios. This is the series debut, so be sure to leave your thoughts in the comments section!

JENNIFER KOE

Jennifer Koe is a North Carolina based photographer and blogger. Be sure to check out her exquisite blog, Quirk’n It.

  • What book have you always wanted to read, but haven’t? Why? Probably Thomas Pynchon’s, “Gravity’s Rainbow.” It is a modern classic, and I have heard as much bad as I have good, so I would like to find out for myself. However, it feels a bit like taking on “Ulysses.”
  • What is your favourite line or passage from a book? “Whenever you feel like criticizing any one…just remember that all the people in this world haven’t had the advantages that you’ve had.”-The Great Gatsby Continue reading

Introducing “[R]evolving Incarnations: A Questionnaire For Passionate Readers”

Read a thousand books, and you will find a thousand selves. Look closer, for they are all incarnations of you. Some of these other selves, these other inhabitants of your brain, body, emotions, are but subtle variations of the well-worn person who stares at you disinterestedly from the mirror. Then there are the radicals, the rebels, the shockingly embarrassing mavericks. They are you, again and again and again. The shy, the bold, the terrifying. Still you, again and again and again. Initially, at least, they exist under the radar, below the surface; inchoate possibilities all. Some will die unknown and unnoticed. The rest will shoot to the surface, furtively or fanatically, one at a time. Once they are freed, they come and go: revolving, changing, ebbing and blooming. Eventually, the important ones settle in your psyche for eternity; others, having served a purpose, slough off like useless skin, spent. They are born because you have the courage, repeatedly, to do one of the most dangerous acts possible: open a book.

Reading is pretty cool shit, make no mistake. Few things ever approach the epic nature of discovering and savoring a good book. At the top of that exclusive list? Sharing your passion with like-minded people. Does that sound like fun or does that sound like fun? Yes? Good, because this is where I officially introduce the newest feature on A Small Press Life.

[R]evolving Incarnations: A Questionnaire For Passionate Readers is an interview series done in classic Q&A format. Each entry will feature one intrepid writer/blogger/artist/creative mastermind and their unique take on the same 40 reading-themed questions. The results are delightful. Don’t believe me? Come back here in an hour, as the series debuts with Jennifer Koe of Quirk’n It in the hot seat.

Daily Diversion #103: Vintage Water Nymphs

I went to the 20th Century Cincinnati show last weekend and all I got was… this pretty amazing postcard.

Water Nymphs at a Tropical Beach in Florida

Water Nymphs at a Tropical Beach in Florida

It’s old and the strange hatched postcard finish photographs a bit fuzzy, but isn’t their good time infectious? I want every single bright two-piece swimsuit they are wearing. Come on May!

“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow fast in movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again this summer.”-F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

I’m Such a Tease, or: Why You Need to Watch This Space Tomorrow

A new regular blog feature debuts on Friday. It’s bookish, illuminating, interactive and addictive. I’m excited to share it with you. Are you in, dear readers? Come back tomorrow, and we’ll get the (nerdy reading) party started.

Casino de Paris by Louis Gaudin, 1931

Casino de Paris by Louis Gaudin, 1931.

 

Henry James, Once a Dapper Young Man, Died 97 Years Ago Today

Henry James died on 28 February 1916. He wasn’t always a humourless looking middle-aged man. Briefly, a long time ago, he was a humourless looking yet dapper young man.

Young Henry James

Young Henry James

QUOTE: “It is art that makes life, makes interest, makes importance and I know of no substitute whatever for the force and beauty of its process.”

SOME WORKS: Roderick Hudson; Washington Square; The Portrait of a Lady; The Bostonians; What Maisie Knew; The Wings of the Dove; The Golden Bowl; Daisy Miller; The Aspern Papers; The Turn of the Screw.

A KEEPSAKE:

Daisy Miller by Henry James at Free Parking

Daisy Miller by Henry James at Free Parking. $10.00

Daily Diversion #102: Writers Need Relaxation, Even if it is Forced Upon Us

My Internet connection decided to play hooky this afternoon. It went away, leaving an onslaught of cold rain in its place. I ignored them both, sliding into a hot bath fragrant with salt, book in hand. It wasn’t a waste, but a swirling respite. A challenge. A challenge to be calm, if only for a few moments.

Bath time

Bath time