The good news - I’ve finally showered.
“Writer’s block is a modern notion. Writers have probably suffered over their work ever since they first started signing it, but it was not until the early nineteenth century that creative inhibition became an actual issue in literature, something people took into account when they talked about the art. That was partly because, around this time, the conception of the art changed. Before, writers regarded what they did as a rational, purposeful activity, which they controlled. By contrast, the early Romantics came to see poetry as something externally, and magically, conferred.”
— Joan Acocella on writer’s block in her book, Twenty-eight Artists and Two Saints
"I said my my/we can find a spot that is shaded/I’m gonna hug ya gonna kiss ya/call you my baby"
This song is perfect.
Senator Davis has not only been talking for the past 5 hours, she’s been respectfully and passionately reading testimony from those who were not able to speak last Thursday. Now the republicans are asking her questions and she is KICKING THEIR ASSES with grace.
Reblogging myself from a year ago today. We didn’t win this fight but despite the 3AM Monday mornings, the 100 degree marches in the sun, and the loss of hearing at the end of Wendy Davis’ filibuster, we created a community of activists willing to demand access to healthcare for generations of Texas women. We didn’t go quietly and we won’t be silenced.
Taking yourself out of yourself, away from your home and everything that’s familiar to you, is what gives travel its power to transform. And everyone going to the same places and doing the same things defeats that entirely.
Someone once compared my old band to Let’s Active, who were one of my favorite bands from this era. The comparison was weak, but in retrospect I wish it’d been spot on.
#yesallwomen #stoptellingwomentosmile (at Monkey Wrench Books)
I want to write a song this great. I wonder if John D thinks that. I bet he does, but he has.
Every day is an exercise in restraint.