Sunday Pleasures used to be a regular feature on my blog — a weekly list of all the things I’d loved on the net, including fiction, essays, funny videos, gorgeous images, beautiful songs, sciencey bits, and anything else that caught my fancy. Although it was popular among readers, I gave it up sometime last year, because I began to feel like I was duplicating content; so much of what I loved was already being shared via social media and I wasn’t really blogging that much anymore.
However, I’ve returned to blogging again lately. Why? I’m not sure. It just feels right. Social media is fun, but it’s flash in the a pan, a temporary high, a skim-the-surface experience. If I want to argue that one of my purposes as a writer is to go deeper (and I do want to argue that), then I need more space and time than social media will allow.
Welcome back to Sunday Pleasures. I’m beginning where I left off, and pushing forward into the future. Don’t worry — I’ll stop and pick you up along the way. It’s not a pleasure if I have to do it without you.
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- Ode to 50 Shades of Grey. I’d call it ear candy, except that it’s painful to listen to. In a too-true, laugh-out-loud kind of way.
- Steampunk clothing, designed by Prada. When I heard that, I thought, “Steampunk just jumped the shark.” Turns out, no. Maybe because it’s modeled by the gorgeous Willem Dafoe, Gary Oldman, and more.
- GeekVites: Best business idea ever. They even have TimeyWimey and My Preciousss Save the Date cards.
- Steampunk and Peak Resources. Great piece for steampunk writers from Abyss and Apex.
- Wonderland: A woman honors her mother’s death with gorgeous and haunting images.
My Work this Week:
- I have four poems in the anniversary issue of Unshod Quills, including “Becoming Amelia” and “On Quitting: Notes.”
- My poem, “Aerial Feeding,” was published in FeatherLit.
- I have two fairy tale-ish poems in Rose Red Review.
- Ashley Lister invited me to be a guest blogger at A Good Dead Blog on the theme of Fading Memories. I wrote a piece about writing, remembering and staring down the barrel of a gun.
What are your Sunday Pleasures?