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Mar. 16th, 2006 06:40 pmToday ended up as kind of a no-go area. Mostly pain killers and sleep. So no women's history month. No answers to Great Mysteries. Just doing shreds of housework in between sleeping.
Not a bad day, because I had really curious dreams (and Kylie brought me a food basket yesterday - obviously predicting today's troubles - so no cooking), but a sick day so nothing accomplished except occasional scraps of housework and a quick email to Transact asking when my connection will finally happen and also asking about the etiquette of making a birthday cake as a way of noting 18 months of waiting for a simple connection.
The Great Mystery is the pile of books that appeared in my letterbox. Did I lend them to someone? Did someone decide I needed a treat and just sneak them in there? Did I mortgage my soul for Arthur C Clarke and Ursula le Guin and just can't remember? And why was there a Martin Boyd in there?
Maybe my Women's History Month thing-of-the-day ought to be linked to these letterboxed books.
My WHM bookthoughts:
Modern - read Ursula Le Guin, especially the Dispossessed and the Left Hand of Darkness. She is on my wish-I-could-meet list, but I doubt I will ever have the courage, since it is politics I would want to talk, not books.
A tad less modern - Read Harriet Martineau's autobiography. She could write, but she also sent ripples out and - despite health problems - changed the world around her.
Less modern still - I ought to suggest Wollenstonecraft, but instead I am going to say read Aphra Benn and read about her life. I am *so* tempted to write a novel using Benn. I suspect she might have been a bit vivid for comfort on a daily level, but her life was fascinating. In my current state of fatigue I am going to be teribly lazy and not tell you about her life. It *was* fascinating though. Insert evil chuckle here?
And then there is the ancestress of my brother in law (I am so jealous) Gluckel of Hamelin whose diary is required reading for many Jewish Studies courses. Much more interesting than Pied Pipers. I feel vaguely vindicated when I discovered that many of my brother in laws other ancestors were butchers, but Gluckel is awesome and balances any number of butchers.
Earlier still? Too many choices. Besides, this post is getting very long and I need to do dramatic things like watch TV and sleep some more. And do shards of housework.
Not a bad day, because I had really curious dreams (and Kylie brought me a food basket yesterday - obviously predicting today's troubles - so no cooking), but a sick day so nothing accomplished except occasional scraps of housework and a quick email to Transact asking when my connection will finally happen and also asking about the etiquette of making a birthday cake as a way of noting 18 months of waiting for a simple connection.
The Great Mystery is the pile of books that appeared in my letterbox. Did I lend them to someone? Did someone decide I needed a treat and just sneak them in there? Did I mortgage my soul for Arthur C Clarke and Ursula le Guin and just can't remember? And why was there a Martin Boyd in there?
Maybe my Women's History Month thing-of-the-day ought to be linked to these letterboxed books.
My WHM bookthoughts:
Modern - read Ursula Le Guin, especially the Dispossessed and the Left Hand of Darkness. She is on my wish-I-could-meet list, but I doubt I will ever have the courage, since it is politics I would want to talk, not books.
A tad less modern - Read Harriet Martineau's autobiography. She could write, but she also sent ripples out and - despite health problems - changed the world around her.
Less modern still - I ought to suggest Wollenstonecraft, but instead I am going to say read Aphra Benn and read about her life. I am *so* tempted to write a novel using Benn. I suspect she might have been a bit vivid for comfort on a daily level, but her life was fascinating. In my current state of fatigue I am going to be teribly lazy and not tell you about her life. It *was* fascinating though. Insert evil chuckle here?
And then there is the ancestress of my brother in law (I am so jealous) Gluckel of Hamelin whose diary is required reading for many Jewish Studies courses. Much more interesting than Pied Pipers. I feel vaguely vindicated when I discovered that many of my brother in laws other ancestors were butchers, but Gluckel is awesome and balances any number of butchers.
Earlier still? Too many choices. Besides, this post is getting very long and I need to do dramatic things like watch TV and sleep some more. And do shards of housework.