I am intrigued by you. By your inspiration, your process, your thoughts. Where do you sit when you write? Do you pen it or tap tap tap? At home, The study, the office, a cosy corner café with wi-fi? Within procrastination city You are not In Real Life. Yet I know that you […]
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my part in the great interview experiment…
Posted in Challenge, November, The Great Interview Experiment 2009, Writing on Nov 12th, 2009
Stretch- Mary Schmich Recently I signed up for devilishly-evil-literary-genius Neil Kramer’s world renown- The Great Interview Experiment . Immediately after I had joined the comment queue I sat wondering who would land on me (for me to interview) and who would land under me (to interview me). I waited, nervously looking up and looking down… feeling oddly trapped […]
Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements. – Mary Schmich Sitting underneath a basket of baby clothes I can’t bare to part with is a ruby red box, flat and rectangular. Inside are the papers that track a relationship from its infancy. And infants we were, Just eighteen and nineteen […]
a day of twitter-compliments
Posted in Challenge, compliments, insults, November, sincerity, Writing on Nov 10th, 2009
Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this tell me how. –Mary Schmich Insincere compliments really shit me. The suck-arsey ones that are hollow and verge on sarcastic make me doubt my self far more than a straight insult ever would. Sincere compliments on the other hand are crowns […]
Don’t waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind. The race is long and, in the end, it’s only with yourself. -Mary Schmich Shiny, sparkling grown-up-girl’s treasure. Lightness and silver-chained Tiffany pleasure. As children we covet our friend’s possessions. But we do not begrudge them. Children cry readily- “I want […]
Floss. -Mary Schmich The grey case. It was a grey suitcase, well traveled, but packed now for a different purpose. In the corner, it sat, not taking up too much room. Not too far from the bedroom door. She stared at it. It was worn, some would think a little tired. Could […]
Dear sixteen year old Carla,
Posted in heart, memories, November, sixteen, women, Writing on Nov 7th, 2009
Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts. Don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours. -Mary Schmich My post today is double inspired by Mary and Dear Me Books. Dear sixteen year old Carla, Today all the wobbly Aunties are going to pinch your cheeks and cough up a lame old […]
Abba and Kiss and Maths and Mercurochrome
Posted in daughter, eight years old, memories, November, Writing on Nov 6th, 2009
“Sing.” -Mary Schmich Today I am singing the praises of small cheats. Nothing serious of course. A shortcut when doing chores, a quick cheats recipe when cooking dinner, time saving measures when you are short on… time. And that brings me to my post today. Which is a cheat…because I officially did not write it today. But […]
Space Mountain.
Posted in Challenge, Disneyland, November, Travel, Writing on Nov 4th, 2009
“Don’t worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday.” –Mary […]
on sunscreen and things little girls shouldn't see
Posted in Challenge, growing up, November, protecting, Writing on Nov 3rd, 2009
“Wear sunscreen. If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.” – Mary Schmich In the mission […]