It’s day 2 of the New Year and I already had to give myself a pep talk. That means by the end of the year, I’ll be throwing a pep rally in order to get myself moving (with fully functioning cheerleaders). This morning I started my training for a half-marathon and while I’m not a Biggest Loser contestant, I’m unfortunately stuck screaming inside my own head while I run. What is it that Cassie says to herself as motivation, you ask? Well, let’s see, here’s a few one-liners.
- “Come on, Cass, run for all the women who couldn’t vote in America…” Ah, using my history minor well, I see.
- “Just make it to the stop sign, Cass. (Tag the stop sign, like a high five). It’s like your running a relay race…but alone.” Wow, I’m totally encouraging. If only I had a baton to pass to my other hand.
There were others, but they most likely used expletives and so I’m going to avoid using them on my blog, even though my mother personally pointed out that she prefers *ucking to its original version.
And that’s how Day 2 of half-marathon training is going. For all of you runners out there, with your fancy shoes and your hot pink Under Armor gear that makes your butt look perfectly polite, you win.
On Tuesdays, if you’re new to my blog, I usually do a Newsday Tuesday where I tell you all about the book news for the week. It’s a nice little session with me as Brian Williams (eyes-a-gleamin’) and you as couch potato. This is also my mother’s favorite part of my blog (it’s becoming a trend, and no I don’t live in my mother’s basement…I know you guys were thinking it…) Here goes:
- Michigan Notable Books (for those of you, who like me, are doing the Where Are You Reading Challenge).
- NPR Top 3 Poems of 2011 Unfortunately, I haven’t read any of these poems so I can’t really say if they’re full of wonder and brilliance. I usually trust NPR though, probably shouldn’t, but I do (especially the BBC News Hour, I love listening to their accents even if I’m not really listening at all).
- Three books with “Hell-Raising Heroines.” I just like the idea that instead of doing a list of Rom-Coms where women faint, and place the back of their hand gently on their forehead and sigh, they’re doing the list of “hell-raisin’ heroines.” It’s like a list that would fit perfectly in a biker bar, or the middle of an all woman moonshine outfit.
- NPR Best American Poetry (not to be confused with the three best poems of the year). Again, I haven’t read any of these books even though I usually have by the end of the year (shucks) so I can’t agree or disagree. You’ll just have to take their word for it, those democrat lovin’ book critics.
- Alan Heathcock writes about how a poem a day has created a peacefulness to his world. I could have told you that, but he does it so eloquently, I’ll let him. Have you ever had that moment where you’re like, “damn, I could have written this and been published, and famous, and in love with some wonderful poet who doesn’t drink, even though it’s common in the poet circle, and also doesn’t whine, or thrive in the contemporary drama…and yet, there you are, in your bed…not writing, but reading this work of brilliance. I have, I do it all the time. Except as Annie Dillard says, “At its best, the sensation of writing is that of any unmerited grace. It is handed to you, but only if you look for it. You search, you break your heart, your back, your brain, and then–and only then–it is handed to you.” (The Writing Life, Annie Dillard, p. 75). I guess I haven’t been heart broken enough to pick at the skin of a novel until it tears open. It’s important to remember, for me at least, that when you write something, you’re the only person in the world who could have written that piece of undying words. (Romantic, eh)
- On the Space of the Fairytale. While I still haven’t forgiven Kate Bernheimer for letting famous writer’s write unpublishable pieces for her last collection of fairytales called My Mother She Killed Me, My Father He Ate Me, I still think this small article on Rapunzel is pretty cool. And by cool, I mean leather jacket, cigarette out of the chapped corner of your mouth, cool.
- One of my favorite writers Tiffanie DeBartolo happens to have a twitter…which in turn means, I happen to tweet at her obsessively from time to time and wish *wishwishwish* that she would come out with a new book soon. So, if you’re reading this, I’m hungering over a new book from you, Tiffanie D. (She has written God Shaped Hole and How to Kill a Rockstar if anyone is interested. God Shaped Hole is probably my favorite book of all time). Anyway, she had this to say on the tweet yesterday, “Hiked 8 miles with friends and lover, had a lovely lunch, took a romantic bath, had sex, now reading a great book. So far, so good 2012.” —–> And thus, why I love her. Follow her @TiffanieD.
- The Best of Condescending Literary Pun Dog (need I say more?)
- This one is just for the people like me who did their seventh grade science fair project on analyzing hand-writing. Oh…just me? Right.
- An interview with Megan Mayhew Bergman. If you’re new, I love her writing and I will spell her entire name every single time I write anything about her, because it sounds so good in your mouth when you say it fast. (I’m talking about mouths a lot today, I must have an issue somewhere).
And that’s it for Newsday Tuesday. I’m sure I’ll blog more about books later this week, probably. Definitely. I’m about to embark on Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children so we’ll see how this goes since everyone else in the blogosphere has read, and blogged, about this book. Don’t worry, I haven’t read any spoilers. (Although, I have read some sudden nonsense about a sequel…can it be turned into another book as well? Those of you who have read it please let me know so I’m not disappointed by the ending). It’s like when my friend Gabby bought Harry Potter the day before me in Australia and didn’t pee or eat all night until she finished it, and then knew the ending before me because she was in the future…ugh. So, no, I didn’t ruin it for myself.