/page/2
Ah Bartleby! Ah humanity!
– Herman Melville 
Let’s be reasonable and add an eighth day to the week that is devoted exclusively to reading.

Lena Dunham (via a-thousand-words-reads)

Oh Lena, always so full of the wisdom.

(via yeahwriters)

Reading this on my iphone through the local library. Why am I only discovering now that the future is now?
file under: research 

Reading this on my iphone through the local library. Why am I only discovering now that the future is now?

file under: research 

Courage, my love

I should maybe stop mastering baking procrastinating and finish my damn book.

I don’t know. #decisions

Alejandro González Iñárritu On the Artistic Insecurities That Led to 'Birdman'

"Everything that I have ever done I consider a piece of shit." Alejandro González Iñárritu

Solution? 

Look to the masters, the masters talk back.

"The moral is that there is no moral and I am okay with that." - EAP reiterated by yours truly

theparisreview:

Watch Federico Fellini’s 1968 short film, Toby Dammit, based on the story “Never Bet the Devil Your Head” by Edgar Allan Poe. The short was a segment in the omnibus film Spirits of the Dead. (via)

Watch the remaining parts below:

Part II

Part III

Part IV

Part V

99 problems, this is #1
theparisreview:

Historically, fiction has afforded writers the chance to break taboos—under the guise of the fictive, one can “talk about potentially embarrassing or even criminal personal experiences without bringing society’s censure on oneself.” So what happens when taboos fall away? “It could be we are moving towards a period where, as the writer ‘gets older’ … he or she finds it increasingly irrelevant to embark on another long work of fiction that elaborately reformulates conflicts and concerns that the reader anyway assumes are autobiographical. Far more interesting and exciting to confront the whole conundrum of living and telling head on, in the very different world we find ourselves in now, where more or less anything can be told without shame.”
For more of this morning’s roundup, click here.

99 problems, this is #1

theparisreview:

Historically, fiction has afforded writers the chance to break taboos—under the guise of the fictive, one can “talk about potentially embarrassing or even criminal personal experiences without bringing society’s censure on oneself.” So what happens when taboos fall away? “It could be we are moving towards a period where, as the writer ‘gets older’ … he or she finds it increasingly irrelevant to embark on another long work of fiction that elaborately reformulates conflicts and concerns that the reader anyway assumes are autobiographical. Far more interesting and exciting to confront the whole conundrum of living and telling head on, in the very different world we find ourselves in now, where more or less anything can be told without shame.”

For more of this morning’s roundup, click here.

Smile courtesy of coffee. I love you, coffee. #tired #mama #selfie

Smile courtesy of coffee. I love you, coffee. #tired #mama #selfie

Outcome: better than expected.

#improv #baking #carrot #apple #ginger #bread #breakfast #toddlerfriendly #foodstagram #foodporn

Outcome: better than expected.

#improv #baking #carrot #apple #ginger #bread #breakfast #toddlerfriendly #foodstagram #foodporn

It’s so early that I can’t shoot my (raw) bread with natural or even artificial lighting. 
#baking #problems #bakersproblems #bread #breakfast #mediocre #foodporn

It’s so early that I can’t shoot my (raw) bread with natural or even artificial lighting. 

#baking #problems #bakersproblems #bread #breakfast #mediocre #foodporn

Braided #carrot #apple #ginger loaf, before (raw).
#bread #baking #baker #morning #breakfast #diy #foodporn

Braided #carrot #apple #ginger loaf, before (raw).

#bread #baking #baker #morning #breakfast #diy #foodporn

2 ou 3 choses que tu ne sais pas d’elle

A chronological history of fun facts 

- I once lost a lot of weight in France after at least a week of eating nothing but baguette, beurre et jambon. I would not recommend trying this but if you’re bored on a summer holiday, it’s something to do a good way to compare boulangeries.

- The best dessert I’ve ever had was a bucket-list meal of black forest cake —in the black forest. Thanks, Mom! 

- When I first moved to Toronto, I worked as an underemployed poet a barista. A little lost, I was encouraged by my foodie brother to apply to chef school but couldn’t afford it could never be a chef made terrible financial decisions. It was around this time that I taught myself to make bread, became a devout market attendee and spent all of my spare cash on expensive butter and cheese. 

- I’m mildly lactose intolerant.

- I’ve done apprentice work in photography, studies in new media and (before that) creative writing through UToronto’s SCS.

- I once held the fancy job title of “Team Leader, Systems”. The best thing to come out of this stage was an investment in a wardrobe with a black-white-grey colour scheme. Actually, it was the forced understanding of civil war, database architecture and Buddhism. Long story. 

- I was once struck by a terrible bout of food poisoning after eating a $400 meal at Cote de Boeuf in Montreal the night before the National Newspaper Awards. This put a hefty load on my co-worker/paramour who went on an emergency yogurt excursion, consulted a doctor and eventually had to take my place covering an early morning assignment. This contributed to my exit from the underbelly of journalism. Damn you, seared Ahi tuna! 

- I went through a really bad hippie phase in which I practiced yoga for 3 hours/day, did a teacher’s training and found enlightenment sat cross-legged after smoking a lot of weed. 

- Because adult-me disperses outrageously high standards across the board, I snapped out of hippie-mode to study philosophy, cognitive science and buddhism at the highest-rated university in the country (20th in the world!)

- In my second year at U of T, I obtained a research assistantship with the department head of the Buddhism, Psychology and Mental Health Program. I attempted to launch an open-source, open-access international academic journal.

- I dropped the superfluous pursuit of that degree to focus on being awesome writing and getting fat making babies growing up. 

- I’ve been freelancing here and there in ‘new’ media for something stupid like 8 years

- I’ve worked as a production assistant, pre-production manager, assistant editor, story editor on various tv / short film / doc projects. 

- I started trying my hand at screenwriting around that time.

- To date I’ve completed: 1 decent feature, 2 bad features, a comedy pilot, 2 sitcom teleplays, 1 rough draft of 1 novel.

- I’ve worked on at least 15 Wordpress sites, have implemented countless SEO, social media and ad revenue strategies for clients. 

- I’ve not once sought ad revenue or promoted my personal sites.

- I’ve only recently started monitoring readership. Turns out that I have a strong and loyal bunch. Thanks guys, I love you too! 

//

This was all to say that I am considering doing a mash-up of the above list. I bought a few domains, set up my hosting and, if I have it in me to slave over a design, will re-emerge from this with a shiny new project.

A bientot. I don’t know. 

Edit: After reading through this list I want to kiss the ground in gratitude for the privilege of this lush life. I also want to pat myself on the back for cramming so much living into such little time. I think I’ll do both. 

Edit, 2: Actual end of temporary narcissism.

I thought this would be more fun than it was…

50 questions:

1: What would you name your future daughter?

Priscilla? Fignewtonjohn? IDFK.

2: Do you miss anyone?

Always some one. 

3: What if I told you that you were pretty?

B’aw.

4: Ever been told “it’s not you, it’s me”?

Hahaha. #solonely

5: What are you looking forward to in the next week?

A family visit; visiting with a friend in the city from D.C.; my girl’s art opening. 

6: Did you go out or stay in last night?

Stayed in and made salted butter caramels, like a thug.

7: How late did you stay up last night?

I went to bed at 9pm. Living large!

8: Honestly, has anyone seen you in your underwear in the past 3 months?

Other than my toddler, no.

9: What were you doing at 12:30 this afternoon?

Waiting for a burger at Big Smoke. My iron levels were low?

10: Have you ever told somebody you loved them and not actually meant it?

Never.

11: Could you go for the rest of your life without drinking alcohol?

Probably not.

12: Have you pretended to like someone?

Only my friends? I mean, when they’re going through borderline-intolerable stages and I’m ‘exercising compassion’. I’m convinced they do the same for me.

13: Could you go the rest of your life without smoking a cigarette?

Probably.

14: Is there one person in your life that can always make you smile?

My son.

15: Is it hard for you to get over someone?

I think a small part of us never really gets over the big ones. 

16: Think back five months ago, were you single?

#sofrigid

17: Have you ever cried from being so mad?

My anger-reaction is crying.

18: Hold hands with anyone this week?

My son.

19: Did your last kiss take place in/on a bed?

In my friend’s bathtub, with a plant. #solonely

20: Who did you last see in person?

My son.

21: What is the last thing you said out loud?

"If I upload photos to Instragram without responding to my friends’ messages they’ll think I’m ignoring them."

22: Have you kissed three or more people in one night?

Once upon a time. 

23: Have you ever been to Paris?

Oui, oui. 

24: Are you good at hiding your feelings?

For a little while.

25: Do you use chap stick?

Rosebud Salve.

26: Who did you last share a bed with?

My son.

27: Are you listening to music right now?

Iggy Azalea in my head, make it stop.

28: What is something you currently want right now?

Water. 

29: Were your last three kisses from the same person?

It sounds worse on paper than it is, but nah.

30: How is your heart lately?

Beating.

31: Do you wear the hood on your hoodie?

Sometimes?

32: When was the last time a member of the opposite sex hugged you?

Today.

33: What do people call you?

Mama, Amel, Meals, Emile, Emily, Emi, sometimes (to my chagrin) Amy

34: Have you ever wanted to tell someone something but didn’t?

Errday

35: Are there any stressful situations in your life?

Mo’ money, mo’ problems.

36: What are you listening to right now?

Noises from silence / the hallways. 

37: What is wrong with you right now?

I’m still full from a burger I ate at 1 o’clock.

38: Love really is a beautiful thing huh?

Hahaha. #solonely

39: Do you make wishes at 11:11?

Nah.

40: What is on your wrists right now?

Skin?

41: Are you single/taken/heartbroken/confused/waiting for the unexpected?

"How much do I not give a fuck?" 

42: Where did you get the shirt/sweatshirt you’re wearing?

Maison Simon Montreal. This shit is old.

43: Have you ever regretted kissing someone?

Yerp.

44: Have you hugged someone within the last week?

Yerp.

45: Have you kissed anyone in the last five days?

My son.

46: What were you doing at midnight last night?

Grinding my teeth.

47: Do you miss the way things were six months ago?

NO

48: Would you rather sleep with someone else or alone?

Depends on the person.

49: Have you ever been to New York?

Yep.

50: Think of the last person who said I love you, do you think they meant it?

Yep. Children are wonderful! 

(via burried-at-sea; via envy-breeds-hate-tonight)

</temporarynarcissism>

Got bored. 

#Salted #butter #caramel / caramel au beurre salee?

#diy #candy #confection #alchemy

Got bored.

#Salted #butter #caramel / caramel au beurre salee?

#diy #candy #confection #alchemy

Failed croissant turned into failed #KouignAmann turned into incredible Kouign Amann #cookies.
Final outcomes set up for taste testing &amp; diagnosis by my Cordon Bleu-schooled friend and her Parisian husband. Last post of the day, I promise.

Failed croissant turned into failed #KouignAmann turned into incredible Kouign Amann #cookies.

Final outcomes set up for taste testing & diagnosis by my Cordon Bleu-schooled friend and her Parisian husband. Last post of the day, I promise.

Ah Bartleby! Ah humanity!
– Herman Melville 
Let’s be reasonable and add an eighth day to the week that is devoted exclusively to reading.

Lena Dunham (via a-thousand-words-reads)

Oh Lena, always so full of the wisdom.

(via yeahwriters)

Reading this on my iphone through the local library. Why am I only discovering now that the future is now?
file under: research 

Reading this on my iphone through the local library. Why am I only discovering now that the future is now?

file under: research 

Courage, my love

I should maybe stop mastering baking procrastinating and finish my damn book.

I don’t know. #decisions

Alejandro González Iñárritu On the Artistic Insecurities That Led to 'Birdman'

"Everything that I have ever done I consider a piece of shit." Alejandro González Iñárritu

Solution? 

Look to the masters, the masters talk back.

"The moral is that there is no moral and I am okay with that." - EAP reiterated by yours truly

theparisreview:

Watch Federico Fellini’s 1968 short film, Toby Dammit, based on the story “Never Bet the Devil Your Head” by Edgar Allan Poe. The short was a segment in the omnibus film Spirits of the Dead. (via)

Watch the remaining parts below:

Part II

Part III

Part IV

Part V

99 problems, this is #1
theparisreview:

Historically, fiction has afforded writers the chance to break taboos—under the guise of the fictive, one can “talk about potentially embarrassing or even criminal personal experiences without bringing society’s censure on oneself.” So what happens when taboos fall away? “It could be we are moving towards a period where, as the writer ‘gets older’ … he or she finds it increasingly irrelevant to embark on another long work of fiction that elaborately reformulates conflicts and concerns that the reader anyway assumes are autobiographical. Far more interesting and exciting to confront the whole conundrum of living and telling head on, in the very different world we find ourselves in now, where more or less anything can be told without shame.”
For more of this morning’s roundup, click here.

99 problems, this is #1

theparisreview:

Historically, fiction has afforded writers the chance to break taboos—under the guise of the fictive, one can “talk about potentially embarrassing or even criminal personal experiences without bringing society’s censure on oneself.” So what happens when taboos fall away? “It could be we are moving towards a period where, as the writer ‘gets older’ … he or she finds it increasingly irrelevant to embark on another long work of fiction that elaborately reformulates conflicts and concerns that the reader anyway assumes are autobiographical. Far more interesting and exciting to confront the whole conundrum of living and telling head on, in the very different world we find ourselves in now, where more or less anything can be told without shame.”

For more of this morning’s roundup, click here.

Smile courtesy of coffee. I love you, coffee. #tired #mama #selfie

Smile courtesy of coffee. I love you, coffee. #tired #mama #selfie

Outcome: better than expected.

#improv #baking #carrot #apple #ginger #bread #breakfast #toddlerfriendly #foodstagram #foodporn

Outcome: better than expected.

#improv #baking #carrot #apple #ginger #bread #breakfast #toddlerfriendly #foodstagram #foodporn

It’s so early that I can’t shoot my (raw) bread with natural or even artificial lighting. 
#baking #problems #bakersproblems #bread #breakfast #mediocre #foodporn

It’s so early that I can’t shoot my (raw) bread with natural or even artificial lighting. 

#baking #problems #bakersproblems #bread #breakfast #mediocre #foodporn

Braided #carrot #apple #ginger loaf, before (raw).
#bread #baking #baker #morning #breakfast #diy #foodporn

Braided #carrot #apple #ginger loaf, before (raw).

#bread #baking #baker #morning #breakfast #diy #foodporn

2 ou 3 choses que tu ne sais pas d’elle

A chronological history of fun facts 

- I once lost a lot of weight in France after at least a week of eating nothing but baguette, beurre et jambon. I would not recommend trying this but if you’re bored on a summer holiday, it’s something to do a good way to compare boulangeries.

- The best dessert I’ve ever had was a bucket-list meal of black forest cake —in the black forest. Thanks, Mom! 

- When I first moved to Toronto, I worked as an underemployed poet a barista. A little lost, I was encouraged by my foodie brother to apply to chef school but couldn’t afford it could never be a chef made terrible financial decisions. It was around this time that I taught myself to make bread, became a devout market attendee and spent all of my spare cash on expensive butter and cheese. 

- I’m mildly lactose intolerant.

- I’ve done apprentice work in photography, studies in new media and (before that) creative writing through UToronto’s SCS.

- I once held the fancy job title of “Team Leader, Systems”. The best thing to come out of this stage was an investment in a wardrobe with a black-white-grey colour scheme. Actually, it was the forced understanding of civil war, database architecture and Buddhism. Long story. 

- I was once struck by a terrible bout of food poisoning after eating a $400 meal at Cote de Boeuf in Montreal the night before the National Newspaper Awards. This put a hefty load on my co-worker/paramour who went on an emergency yogurt excursion, consulted a doctor and eventually had to take my place covering an early morning assignment. This contributed to my exit from the underbelly of journalism. Damn you, seared Ahi tuna! 

- I went through a really bad hippie phase in which I practiced yoga for 3 hours/day, did a teacher’s training and found enlightenment sat cross-legged after smoking a lot of weed. 

- Because adult-me disperses outrageously high standards across the board, I snapped out of hippie-mode to study philosophy, cognitive science and buddhism at the highest-rated university in the country (20th in the world!)

- In my second year at U of T, I obtained a research assistantship with the department head of the Buddhism, Psychology and Mental Health Program. I attempted to launch an open-source, open-access international academic journal.

- I dropped the superfluous pursuit of that degree to focus on being awesome writing and getting fat making babies growing up. 

- I’ve been freelancing here and there in ‘new’ media for something stupid like 8 years

- I’ve worked as a production assistant, pre-production manager, assistant editor, story editor on various tv / short film / doc projects. 

- I started trying my hand at screenwriting around that time.

- To date I’ve completed: 1 decent feature, 2 bad features, a comedy pilot, 2 sitcom teleplays, 1 rough draft of 1 novel.

- I’ve worked on at least 15 Wordpress sites, have implemented countless SEO, social media and ad revenue strategies for clients. 

- I’ve not once sought ad revenue or promoted my personal sites.

- I’ve only recently started monitoring readership. Turns out that I have a strong and loyal bunch. Thanks guys, I love you too! 

//

This was all to say that I am considering doing a mash-up of the above list. I bought a few domains, set up my hosting and, if I have it in me to slave over a design, will re-emerge from this with a shiny new project.

A bientot. I don’t know. 

Edit: After reading through this list I want to kiss the ground in gratitude for the privilege of this lush life. I also want to pat myself on the back for cramming so much living into such little time. I think I’ll do both. 

Edit, 2: Actual end of temporary narcissism.

I thought this would be more fun than it was…

50 questions:

1: What would you name your future daughter?

Priscilla? Fignewtonjohn? IDFK.

2: Do you miss anyone?

Always some one. 

3: What if I told you that you were pretty?

B’aw.

4: Ever been told “it’s not you, it’s me”?

Hahaha. #solonely

5: What are you looking forward to in the next week?

A family visit; visiting with a friend in the city from D.C.; my girl’s art opening. 

6: Did you go out or stay in last night?

Stayed in and made salted butter caramels, like a thug.

7: How late did you stay up last night?

I went to bed at 9pm. Living large!

8: Honestly, has anyone seen you in your underwear in the past 3 months?

Other than my toddler, no.

9: What were you doing at 12:30 this afternoon?

Waiting for a burger at Big Smoke. My iron levels were low?

10: Have you ever told somebody you loved them and not actually meant it?

Never.

11: Could you go for the rest of your life without drinking alcohol?

Probably not.

12: Have you pretended to like someone?

Only my friends? I mean, when they’re going through borderline-intolerable stages and I’m ‘exercising compassion’. I’m convinced they do the same for me.

13: Could you go the rest of your life without smoking a cigarette?

Probably.

14: Is there one person in your life that can always make you smile?

My son.

15: Is it hard for you to get over someone?

I think a small part of us never really gets over the big ones. 

16: Think back five months ago, were you single?

#sofrigid

17: Have you ever cried from being so mad?

My anger-reaction is crying.

18: Hold hands with anyone this week?

My son.

19: Did your last kiss take place in/on a bed?

In my friend’s bathtub, with a plant. #solonely

20: Who did you last see in person?

My son.

21: What is the last thing you said out loud?

"If I upload photos to Instragram without responding to my friends’ messages they’ll think I’m ignoring them."

22: Have you kissed three or more people in one night?

Once upon a time. 

23: Have you ever been to Paris?

Oui, oui. 

24: Are you good at hiding your feelings?

For a little while.

25: Do you use chap stick?

Rosebud Salve.

26: Who did you last share a bed with?

My son.

27: Are you listening to music right now?

Iggy Azalea in my head, make it stop.

28: What is something you currently want right now?

Water. 

29: Were your last three kisses from the same person?

It sounds worse on paper than it is, but nah.

30: How is your heart lately?

Beating.

31: Do you wear the hood on your hoodie?

Sometimes?

32: When was the last time a member of the opposite sex hugged you?

Today.

33: What do people call you?

Mama, Amel, Meals, Emile, Emily, Emi, sometimes (to my chagrin) Amy

34: Have you ever wanted to tell someone something but didn’t?

Errday

35: Are there any stressful situations in your life?

Mo’ money, mo’ problems.

36: What are you listening to right now?

Noises from silence / the hallways. 

37: What is wrong with you right now?

I’m still full from a burger I ate at 1 o’clock.

38: Love really is a beautiful thing huh?

Hahaha. #solonely

39: Do you make wishes at 11:11?

Nah.

40: What is on your wrists right now?

Skin?

41: Are you single/taken/heartbroken/confused/waiting for the unexpected?

"How much do I not give a fuck?" 

42: Where did you get the shirt/sweatshirt you’re wearing?

Maison Simon Montreal. This shit is old.

43: Have you ever regretted kissing someone?

Yerp.

44: Have you hugged someone within the last week?

Yerp.

45: Have you kissed anyone in the last five days?

My son.

46: What were you doing at midnight last night?

Grinding my teeth.

47: Do you miss the way things were six months ago?

NO

48: Would you rather sleep with someone else or alone?

Depends on the person.

49: Have you ever been to New York?

Yep.

50: Think of the last person who said I love you, do you think they meant it?

Yep. Children are wonderful! 

(via burried-at-sea; via envy-breeds-hate-tonight)

</temporarynarcissism>

Got bored. 

#Salted #butter #caramel / caramel au beurre salee?

#diy #candy #confection #alchemy

Got bored.

#Salted #butter #caramel / caramel au beurre salee?

#diy #candy #confection #alchemy

Failed croissant turned into failed #KouignAmann turned into incredible Kouign Amann #cookies.
Final outcomes set up for taste testing &amp; diagnosis by my Cordon Bleu-schooled friend and her Parisian husband. Last post of the day, I promise.

Failed croissant turned into failed #KouignAmann turned into incredible Kouign Amann #cookies.

Final outcomes set up for taste testing & diagnosis by my Cordon Bleu-schooled friend and her Parisian husband. Last post of the day, I promise.

"Ah Bartleby! Ah humanity!"
"Let’s be reasonable and add an eighth day to the week that is devoted exclusively to reading."
Courage, my love
2 ou 3 choses que tu ne sais pas d’elle
I thought this would be more fun than it was…

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Amelia M. Egan