Wednesday, March 18, 2020

March Flash It: Indelible Ink



“It was an accident,” Iggy said, scratching at the scabs on his arms.

Vicky was unimpressed.  She would have stomped off mad, but really there was nowhere to stomp to.  It was a small island.  “What were you trying to do?” she asked.

Iggy, rarely still and even more rarely willing to meet anyone’s eyes, dug around in the sand with his steel-toed boots.  “I wanted to impress you.”

“But what did you do?”

“I got out the parchment and the indelible ink,” he said.  “I opened the book to the page about…  about…”

“Yes?”

“About love spells,” he burst out.  “I’ve worked so hard for you and you never notice me and I thought that if I did this one thing…”  Iggy had made a fairly impressive hole for himself already, so he figured he might as well jump in it.  “I started to copy it out, but I’m, you know, dyslexic, and I wrote it down wrong.”

“What did you write?” Vicky asked, suddenly curious more than angry.

“I wrote a Stranded Love Spell instead of a Standard Love Spell.”

Vicky sighed and smoothed Iggy’s wild hair back off his forehead.  “At least it worked,” she said and kissed him.

Tuesday, March 17, 2020

Continuing the Spring Book Reports...



My strategy for getting through this year’s reading is to front-load as many of the big, thick nonfiction books I can.  Worst case, if I decide to run away, the heaviest ones will already be finished.

I did take a break from the nonfiction to read Mary Mapes Dodge’s book Hans Brinker.  I wrote before about the collection of children’s classics my grandmother gave me.  This was one and I didn’t remember it very well.  On rereading, it turns out that it is a reasonably good story interrupted by a bunch of educational historical moralizing.  I decided that I needed a photo of the book and the words my grandma wrote inside, but that I didn’t need to keep the book.

I always enjoy Anne Lamott.  Almost Everything is a pleasant addition to my shelf.  I feel like I have read enough of her work that she doesn’t surprise me as often anymore with her insight, but it is always nice to hang out with a wise human.  Keeper.

In that way things have of adding up to something unexpected, three very divergent sorts of books came together for me.  I began reading The Mexico Reader edited by Gilbert M. Joseph and Timothy J. Henderson in little chunks over meals.  It is a compendium of articles, stories, and poetry covering Mexican history, politics, and culture.  I read about Pancho Villa, lucha libre, Aztec ritual, El Barzón, and a whole bunch more things over the more than 700 pages.  It was mostly fascinating. 

The part about Aztec culture and the way that warriors lived, capturing other warriors for sacrifice up until the point when they themselves were captured and sacrificed felt incredibly alien up until I also started reading Top Gun by Dan Pedersen about the founding of the combat school.  More young men training to sacrifice or be sacrificed, but in a context that was more familiar.  This was not the only interesting part of the book.  It is full of good stories and Pedersen has an engaging way of telling them.  It was just the part that stuck with me.  I’m in a place, personally, where I feel like we need a cultural shift away from violence, meaning no disrespect to those who have felt that violence was the only way to defend home.

The practice of violence was a huge theme in Tara Westover’s memoir Educated, about her journey from a childhood in a conservative Mormon family where she did not go to school or see doctors to her current life as a history scholar with a doctorate from Cambridge.  The men in her family controlled and abused the women, who either became complicit or outcast.  It was a tough read.  The convergence of all three books in their descriptions from various viewpoints on violence, protection, defense, and survival provided more material for thought than any of the books alone would have done.  Hooray for fortuitous and omnivorous reading.

Current year total:  23 books.

March Flash-It: Staples



I think we’ve all been thinking about the staples of our lives as we’ve been finding the world smaller and smaller with the constrictions of virus.  Around here, we seem to have figured out the getting-supplies part of it.  Brent is working remotely and that gives a certain structure to his day.  T.R. works at the grocery store, so he is doing essential labor to keep us all alive.  I have my usual home tasks:  cooking, cleaning, laundry.  But I don’t have my usual work to anchor my day.

So:  what are the staples?

The good news is that I am always trying to figure out how to do all the necessary things.  I have a post-it note on my laptop with the four categories of things I need to get into each day:  body, mind, creation, and connection.  The first question is how to apply the principle to the new circumstances.

Body:  Because of my work, I am really blessed to be able to use this sequestered time to focus on my own fitness.  I have a spin bike and a studio full of weights and Pilates equipment.  I also have a dog who is, frankly, loving this whole thing because not only are all her people home, she gets extra walks when we can’t stand staying in the house any longer.  I already have a routine in place for getting up and getting my exercise done—I just have extra time to do more.  I’m adding the afternoon outing with Cricket for bonus points.  And, since I am constantly under-slept, I am letting go of all guilt about afternoon naps.

Mind:  That giant stockpile of books I have?  Its moment has come!  I’m making sure that I do some dedicated reading in the afternoons.

Creation:  I have too many projects going right now.  I want to make sure I do some writing in the morning when I am most able to pay attention, saving the crafts for evening when I enjoy the calm I get from knitting, stitching, or whatever.  I am unlikely to run out of things to do.

Connection:  This is the hard one.  Obviously, I get to spend more time with my family, which is lovely, but I miss my friends.  If I liked talking on the phone, this would be less of a problem, but I rely on my in-person interactions.  I’ll be working on this.

These four staples should help me keep my pages together over the next weeks.