This is the first post I’ve ever reblogged, but I think it’s sufficiently interesting .
Phenderson Djèlí Clark
“The idea of tribes was brought to Africa for several reasons…. It was easier to place people into categories based on perceived divisions of ethnicity than it was to try to understand the multi-layered, fluid identities that prevailed…. colonial authorities found that placing people into “tribes” with “chiefs” was an effective way of creating a political order.”–John Reader
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Hung out with the family, a very happy scene indeed. I love them and am grateful. Little things like laughter and making each other hot drinks in the run up to one of the coldest winters on record, reading poetry, dancing, singing, stuff like that you can’t buy.
Did some art.
No new writing, but I did a lot of revision, particularly Honourable Mention a short horror story I’m working on for Solaris.
2013 is in extremis. The year winds down and we all get reflective. It’s not juju. The days are shorter and colder. More time to think. I have good plans for 2014 and I hope it feels the same about me.
Listened to a lot of James Brown (I Got the Feelin’).
Reading, ‘Leadership and the New Science’ by Margaret Wheatley.
Sketch in pencil. From the Dublin Zoo.
Sometimes work gets so busy that you lose balance. There’s an old cliche about working to live rather than living to work. That may be a false dichotomy, but there’s something to be said for making sure that one aspect of life doesn’t overwhelm the other.
This week I haven’t drawn, written or played music. I basically let the poetry suffer because I’ve been busy at work. I didn’t exercise and I ate mostly junk food. I’m drinking something carbonated as I write this.
I need to do better. I need to work harder at my play.
It’s Friday. I pledge to exercise, cook proper meals, drink only water and make bad art.
Mary Shelly’s Frankenstein illustrated by Lynd Ward.
Woodcuts, all the way.
I haven’t read it in ten years, but I’m looking forward to spending four hours this weekend getting reacquainted.
Yes, it’s better than yours.
Johnny Storm, by Jack ‘The King’ Kirby.