Busy in the broken machines and Chinese New Year

I’m still pondering the inaugural poem “Praise Song for the Day” by Elizabeth Alexander. My favorite lines:

All about us is noise. All about us is
noise and bramble, thorn and din, each
one of our ancestors on our tongues.

Beautiful, distilled truth.

Last week proved challenging. Mercury retrograde is to blame, no doubt. The washing machine broke, and the computer too. Now I must reinstall and reformat the hard drive, windows, all programs. Yuck. Thankfully I was able to pull most of my documents and photos off the sick machine. My poor computer. Thank goodness I have a backup laptop to use until I can fix it.

In good news, I had a request for the full manuscript. It was sent with much pride and anxiety on Friday. I still have a few partials floating out there and more than 20 queries. I imagine I will get some responses this week.

I was listening to NPR yesterday (I’m a junkie, I admit it) and heard an interview with some of the women involved in the 1968 protest of the Miss America Pageant. PBS has a good overview page here. The interview was both awe inspiring and humorous. When asked about the “freedom trash can” where many burned bras, high heels, etc. one woman laughed and said, “honey I was a 36 double something and I wasn’t going to be burning my bra, I needed it!” I laughed so hard at this that I snorted coffee. I feel ya sister.

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