Sunday, October 19, 2014

The Brothers Size

Saw this show this weekend and highly recommend. It's playing in Fort Worth at the Jubilee Theatre. Great show. Powerful performances by the actors and impressive directing. The end brought me to tears. It's about the complicated yet unusually strong bond that siblings have, and it's also about the sacrifices we make for the people we love. Very impressive.

Thursday, October 16, 2014

Art Hungry

I'm on a mission to add more art into my life. This is no easy task, given I work part-time, volunteer part-time, and am a full-time grad student. I don't even know how it's all mathematically possible!

But I've been on-purpose trying to consume less sugar for my highs and take in more art instead. I'm attending more plays, viewing more films, watching recorded Broadway productions on my computer, visiting museums, checking out art sites online, going to concerts, discovering new music, and of course reading the kind of stories that nourish.

While I'm also getting in my bits and pieces of fluffy Pop culture, especially when I'm winding down from a rough scholarly day and nursing a migraine, I am on-purpose planning times throughout my week to feed my soul. Art does this. I think it's what I've been missing and why I've been feeling so empty and without direction.

2014 has been a particularly difficult year for me, both emotionally and health-wise, and perhaps there's some correlation between the two. But returning to art has had this wonderful healing effect on me. I only wish I had more time to devote to it and really create some of my own.

There are times in life that are busier and times that are more mundane. I'm at a busy time. But that doesn't mean it has to be totally empty, all work and no play. We have to make time for play or the soul starts to dim. In a way, I feel like I'm returning to myself, amid the dark storms. Or at least I'm hoping I am. That's what it feels like.

And it's always good to Feel.

Sunday, October 5, 2014

A Former Professor's Fabulous New Book

Reading literary non-fiction short stories and poems can be a profound experience. It's one of the reasons I chose to be an English major. Literature reaches down and grabs you by the soul in a way that little else can.

I wanted to recommend one-such collection written by a former literature professor of mine. It's called Motherland: Stories and Poems from Louisiana by Lynn Hoggard. If you're a fan of the kind of writing that has true soul, this is a book to add to your library.

Click the pic to go to its Amazon page. A couple of the poems I felt deep in my heart, where there are still scars from the wounds of old love. Some of her stories made me laugh out loud. Others made me tremble in awe and also horror.

It really is a great book. And since I had a class with the author back when I was getting my BA, I figured I'd do my part and give her a little love here on the blog. :) Do check it out.

Friday, October 3, 2014

Here I Go Torching Things Again

I don't know what it is about me that has to go All Or Nothing, but it's the way I work. I just deleted my Twitter account and my Instagram account.

You know, you kind of have to have a committed relationship with social media sites these days. I already broke up with Facebook a while back... But seriously, you feel pressure to "check in" and have this compulsive need to make sure you respond to people's posts, and if you're marketing something, you feel this strange need to market your books but at the same time hate doing it because you know how totally annoying it is to see other authors Tweeting their books all the time... And you get on there when you're bored, throwing hours of your life into a black hole, and you're seeing ads from people you don't even follow, but the Tweets are there because someone paid to have them flashed in your face, and...ugh. Back to the relationship comparison, when I feel like a relationship is more trouble than it brings joy, I tend to walk away from it. I know I may have pissed off a bunch of people because of that (both online and in real time throughout the years), but when things start to make you feel icky day after day after day, with more negative than positive, they just need to go.

I'm either into it, or I'm over it.

I'm also kind of dramatic. But there it is.