Easter blehs (and a couple yays)
Apr. 4th, 2021 10:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
primeidealI live near a church that's been able to start small, in-person worship again (they had outdoor worship for a long time earlier in the pandemic, now it's indoors, but still distanced/bring your own bread/no group singing). So it was nice to be able to celebrate Easter in person. Just not super Easter-y. (More on that at the other blog.)
I didn't have any plans beyond that, until yesterday, when family from out of town (mostly vaccinated already!) offered to come by and bring lunch. So sure, that sounded good. Then this morning it was like "oops, never mind, health emergency" (not COVID-related). So...back to square one I guess.
And then I got a frustrating rejection from the piece I'd been rambling about recently, it's one of those where I could send it elsewhere but it'll need some work to refurbish. With time to think more, the best thing for me will probably be to set it aside for a month or so and not worry about it and then edit it when I'm less resentful. But in the moment I was just "aaah this sucks, also why am I letting myself have emotions about this when a. it's Easter and b. a loved one is having a health emergency, waaah." And like, I understand it does me no good to beat myself up for having emotions about the Wrong Things, but. Rrgh!
I read an anthology of essays about appreciation of poetry from people who aren't poets. The forward is like, "some people complain that poetry is incomprehensible and just for ivory tower elites, but no, poetry is for everyone!" And like...the contributors seem fairly diverse in that they're musicians (who are also poets, tbf) and artsy people as well as medical doctors and psychologists and activists, but like...I suspect that almost all of them are politically left-of-center by US standards, and the others are not US citizens. Which is fine! The poetry anthology people do not need to cater to right-wing intellectuals if they don't feel like it! But they're not really making their case that they're not a coalition of ivory tower elites! (Yes, this is the same poetry organization where the leaders were pushed to resign after their corporate statement on racial injustice was perceived as inadequate.)
And then I tried to watch sports but my TV is not recognizing that I actually have a subscription to the sports channels. (It works fine for "app" stuff like most baseball games, and probably Netflix too, it's just "you don't have these cable channels" "oh yes I do.")
Anyway, I needed something Easter-y and something to tickle an entirely different part of my brain than the projects I've been playing with, and serendipitously I happened across one...but I haven't quite posted that yet, will try to edit with fresh eyes soon.
I didn't have any plans beyond that, until yesterday, when family from out of town (mostly vaccinated already!) offered to come by and bring lunch. So sure, that sounded good. Then this morning it was like "oops, never mind, health emergency" (not COVID-related). So...back to square one I guess.
And then I got a frustrating rejection from the piece I'd been rambling about recently, it's one of those where I could send it elsewhere but it'll need some work to refurbish. With time to think more, the best thing for me will probably be to set it aside for a month or so and not worry about it and then edit it when I'm less resentful. But in the moment I was just "aaah this sucks, also why am I letting myself have emotions about this when a. it's Easter and b. a loved one is having a health emergency, waaah." And like, I understand it does me no good to beat myself up for having emotions about the Wrong Things, but. Rrgh!
I read an anthology of essays about appreciation of poetry from people who aren't poets. The forward is like, "some people complain that poetry is incomprehensible and just for ivory tower elites, but no, poetry is for everyone!" And like...the contributors seem fairly diverse in that they're musicians (who are also poets, tbf) and artsy people as well as medical doctors and psychologists and activists, but like...I suspect that almost all of them are politically left-of-center by US standards, and the others are not US citizens. Which is fine! The poetry anthology people do not need to cater to right-wing intellectuals if they don't feel like it! But they're not really making their case that they're not a coalition of ivory tower elites! (Yes, this is the same poetry organization where the leaders were pushed to resign after their corporate statement on racial injustice was perceived as inadequate.)
And then I tried to watch sports but my TV is not recognizing that I actually have a subscription to the sports channels. (It works fine for "app" stuff like most baseball games, and probably Netflix too, it's just "you don't have these cable channels" "oh yes I do.")
Anyway, I needed something Easter-y and something to tickle an entirely different part of my brain than the projects I've been playing with, and serendipitously I happened across one...but I haven't quite posted that yet, will try to edit with fresh eyes soon.
