Just now my roommate-for-the-weekend informed me that both Superman and Batman’s mothers were named Martha.
It’s a shame that I currently have no plans to have children. Because maybe he/she would save publishing.
Of course I’ve been thinking about new year’s resolutions. It’s that time, after all, however cliche it might be. I like beginnings, and I like choice. We have this whole new thing that we get to choose how to begin, how to fill . . . well, not to be too Hallmark card-y, but how to live.
A lot of the resolutions that have been bouncing around in my head are personal and uninteresting to anyone who isn’t me. And some are resolutions that I realize I make every year. Not necessarily because I fail to keep them in the previous year, but because I like to remind myself to keep going with them. Nothing’s ever really finished. One of those is not to shy away from making eye contact with people I walk by. (Unless they’re obviously crazy people, clearly.) The other is to continue to work on balancing my friends, my work, my family, and my alone time in a way that makes me feel that I’m doing my best by everyone.
But this year I’m also resolving to make time for some of the books that I own and really, really, really want to read, but haven’t yet. So here’s the list. I wonder how I’ll do!
-The Children’s Book by A. S. Byatt
-Her Fearful Symmetry by Audrey Niffenegger
-Marcelo and the Real World by Francisco X. Stork
-Daughter of the Forest by Juliet Marillier (I promise, Angie, this is the year!)
-Bonk by Mary Roach
-Pride and Prejudice and Zombies (if I wait much longer, I think the shelf life of this one might expire)
-The Inheritance of Loss by Kiran Desai
-Jacob Have I Love by Katherine Paterson
-Ulysses by James Joyce (I read this one nearly 10 years ago in college, and am curious to see how a second time might go.)
Books read (for pleasure, not work!) in 2009:
1. The Woman Who Rides like a Man by Tamora Pierce
2. Lioness Rampant by Tamora Pierce
3. The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman
4. Asta in the Wings by Jan Elizabeth Watson
5. What I Saw and How I Lied by Judy Blundell
6. Paper Towns by John Green
7. Wintergirls by Laurie Halse Anderson
8. Jellicoe Road by Melina Marchetta
9. Fire by Kristin Cashore
10. Hate List by Jennifer Brown
11. Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins
12. Bones of Faerie by Janni Lee Simner
13. When You Reach Me by Rebecca Stead
14. The Truth about Forever by Sarah Dessen
15. The Maze Runner by James Dashner
16. The Vampire Diaries: The Awakening by L. J. Smith
17. Winter Dreams, Christmas Love by Mary Francis Shura
And that’s it. Which is less than half of what I read last year. Five were re-reads, so twelve were new to me. And only one grown-up book! You might ask why the number went down so drastically. Well, my submissions went up pretty drastically this year. Those numbers?
I counted 427 manuscripts in my submissions log for this year. (Of those, 196 were agented, and most of the rest were from writers who attended conferences at which I spoke.) Thank the technology gods for my Sony Reader!
I’ve made a lot of great music discoveries this year, either through friends, or concerts, or emusic recommendations (which are almost always spot-on). One of the best shows I went to was Jason Webley’s back pretty early in the year. I wasn’t familiar with Jason Webley at all before the show, but the amazing and lovely Colleen AF Venable was, and wanted to go. I’m so glad I did! Not only was Jason Webley absolutely fantastic, but he and Sxip Shirey also recorded a video for their song “Days with You” there. I watched from the audience, but anyone who was wearing party-ish clothes (including Colleen and another friend) went up on stage to be in the video. Maybe you’ll spot her in the crowd scenes.
And since I only once every few years get my act together to collect addresses and send Christmas cards, instead this year, I made a mix cd for my friends. It’s songs by bands I discovered this year. Not all of them are new songs, or new bands, but they were new to me in 2009. Or, in the case of the last song, one that I didn’t realized I actually liked until 2009, though I’d heard it long before. Here’s the list for you to enjoy!
1. Wake Up / Arcade Fire
2. Keep Yourself Warm / Frightened Rabbit
3. Contender / Pains of Being Pure at Heart
4. Speed of Sound / Chris Bell
5. You Are Free / Mates of State
6. Dominoes / The Big Pink
7. It’s Too Easy / Dave Rawlings Machine
8. New York City Heat / Dead Heart Bloom
9. Be OK / Ingrid Michaelson
10. Hellhole Ratrace / Girls
11. Icarus / Jason Webley
12. Island Garden Song / Mountain Goats
13. Upon Viewing Brueghel’s “Landscape with the Fall of Icarus” / Titus Andronicus
14. Poker Face / Lady Gaga
15. Enjoy the Silence / Depeche Mode
I’m about to be a little cheesy.
There’s a book that I read every year, either at first snowfall or over Christmas. And since we had that little blizzard on Saturday, it’s time for . . . Winter Dreams, Christmas Love by Mary Francis Shura. It has a heart with “romance” in it on the spine. Cheesy, right? But I just kind of love it, because actually, the story is not as sappy as you’d imagine.
This book was, I think, one of my last Scholastic book club purchases in the seventh grade. (Yes, I continued to order books long after it was cool. I don’t understand how people could resist the siren call of those paper fliers!) Come on, what 12-year-old girl is going to pass this cover up? Right?
And it’s exactly the right story for a shy 12-year-old, too. Ellen is a normal 14-year-old girl just starting high school, and she falls hard for Michael, the guy–a junior–that every girl falls for. We follow her for three years as she deals with high school and her unrequited crush. Of course, at the end, Ellen finds out that Michael had fallen just as hard for her, and they get together. It warms your mushy heart, doesn’t it? Discovering the boy you’ve been crushing on does, in fact, like you back just as much is what everyone wants in high school (or, let’s face it, far beyond high school).
But Ellen’s crush isn’t easy on her. It actually sucks pretty bad. When I was in seventh grade, the YA section of our Waldenbooks was filled with mostly Christopher Pike and R. L. Stine or really, really cheesy romances. So despite the cheeserific title, Winter Dreams, Christmas Love seemed refreshingly real. After realizing she loves Michael, Ellen thinks, “She’d seen a lot of movies, read a lot of romances. She had thought love was supposed to be stars in your eyes and joy that made you feel like dancing. She didn’t feel like dancing. Her chest ached and she felt cold. She clasped her arms across her chest and held her breath to keep from crying. If love hurt this much, she didn’t want any part of it.” Love is the exact opposite of rainbows and unicorns for Ellen, and it’s the first book I read back then that showed it that way.
There are flaws in the book, to be sure. The characters often sound oddly old-fashioned for something written in the ’90s. The chronology of the scenes doesn’t always totally fit. But neither of those stuck out to me the first few times I read it back in the day; it’s something that I’ve only noticed because of my repeated yearly reading. When I was 12, I was caught up in Ellen’s struggle. She also has wonderful friends–which has always been a draw for me in a story–and a warm family. And her crush on Michael develops into a lovely friendship, too, despite the way the unrequited love hurts her. “They were friends who loved each other,” it says at the end, “and they had all the time in the world to see what came of that.”
Yeah, it still gives me a warm, fuzzy feeling.
About a month ago, I read two articles by Dennis Overbye in the New York Times that kind of blew my mind. I keep thinking about them. And now Dennis Overbye’s on my list of must-read columnists/reporters.
The thing is, science is fascinating. (Hence, my love for RadioLab on WYNC.) Physics is especially fascinating, because it’s also a little crazy. I never got to take a physics class in high school or college, though I would’ve liked to, but what very, very, very basic knowledge of it I have seems to say that it’s largely based on the question “What if?” Which is the question that leads to the most interesting answers, and stories.
One article, “Setting Sail into Space, Propelled by Sunshine,” is about an organization that’s planning to launch satellites that will sail on sunlight once it is in orbit. Like boats sail with wind. Because “light carries not just energy but also momentum–a story told by every comet tail, which consists of dust blown by sunlight from a comet’s core.” Tell me that is not super cool.
The other is an essay about the Large Hadron Collider, “The Collider, the Particle and a Theory about Fate.” This is the one that I kind of can’t get over. It talks about how the hadron collider–an experiment in Switzerland that is trying to cause protons to crash and show how the Big Bang may have occurred–is basically sabotaging itself. Through time travel. Which is a legitimate vein of research. For reals. There are scientists who say that these particles colliding “might be so abhorrent to nature that its creation would ripple backward through time and stop the collider before it could make one, like a time traveler who goes back in time to kill his grandfather.” So because what results from the particles colliding might be so bad, that result is somehow traveling through time to stop itself.
I can’t quite wrap my mind around it, and yet I also can’t get it out of my mind–and so I guess it makes sense that A Wrinkle in Time and The Time Traveler’s Wife have had the same effect.
In school science classes, the general take on science always seemed to be that it’s the opposite of magic. It’s orderly. It’s explainable, and classifiable, and cut and dry. But I never really bought that. Sure, we can go smaller and smaller from organism to cell to parts of a cell to atoms to protons and neutrons and electrons. We can give everything a name. But does that really explain anything? We can ask “Where did the protons come from?” And maybe we’ll even have an answer to that eventually, if the hadron collider stops sabotaging itself. Still…will we ever truly know why one thing happens instead of another? Why one molecule forms instead of another? It’s all still magic, even if we put a name on it.
Even time is fluid. That article quotes Einstein: “For those of us who believe in physics, this separation between past, present and future is only an illusion.”
I think maybe I like physics because there’s a sense of wonder, and a sense that a crazy theory just might be the right one. It reminds me of a quote by Roald Dahl that I’ve always liked:
Above all, watch with glittering eyes the great world around you, because dreams are always hidden in the most unlikely of places. Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.
Angie posted this meme earlier this week, and how could I resist? Compile a list of your top 10 favorite TV couples to share. These are in no particular order.
1. Josh & Donna, The West Wing
2. CJ & Danny, The West Wing
3. Bartlet & Abby, The West Wing
What West Wing fan didn’t feel all warm and fuzzy when Josh and Donna finally became a couple? I love watching the banter, the way they know each other so well, and the way neither lets the other get away with any crap. They can make each other laugh, and they are always there when needed. Josh is brilliant but arrogant, and a good friend; Donna is gullible yet savvy, smart, and can see right through him. A good tv couple, in my opinion, has loads of tension and what-if build-up. And two characters who challenge and complement each other.
And that’s why two more of my favorite couples also come from West Wing. CJ and Danny circle each other more obviously, maybe, than Josh and Donna, but the connection is still complex. And they are still two smart and funny people who get each other.
Then there’s the President and First Lady. Some of the best scenes in the show are when they’re fed up and yelling at each other, because it shows a strong relationship many years in, and with many problems and strains. They push each others buttons, but they, too, know that underneath everything is support and strength.
4. Veronica and Logan, Veronica Mars
This clip says it all, doesn’t it? Epic, volatile, dangerous, yet also vulnerable and sweet.
5. Rory & Jess, Gilmore Girls
Jess might be my favorite tv bad boy. He’s always been my favorite of Rory’s boys. He’s smart and is a reader, so can meet her on an intellectual level, but he challenges her goody-goody nature. And he just always kept coming back. In my mind, at the end of Gilmore Girls, Rory went off with Obama’s campaign, saw Jess during a stop in Philly, and they live happily ever after.
6. Ally McBeal & Larry, Ally McBeal
The favorite TV couple from the college years. Robert Downey, Jr. playing Larry completely won the hearts of me and my roommate. He and Ally are just so adorably crazy, in such compatible ways.
7. Scarecrow & Mrs. King, Scarecrow & Mrs. King
How can you not love an ’80s spy couple?
8. Roger & Joan, Mad Men
They’re funny, they’re challenging to each other, and they always know where the other stands. And who doesn’t love Joan?
Bromances. Sometimes the best couples are friendships rather than romances.
9. Seth & Ryan, The O. C.
I never really watched much of The O. C. because I couldn’t stand the girls. But every once and a while I’d turn it on and would be totally charmed by the friendship between Seth and Ryan. They’re hilarious, and such terrific friends.
10. Stefan & Damon, The Vampire Diaries
They so often make me laugh! I think their banter may be one of the main reasons I have gotten so into this show.
Baking and cooking are two favorite weekend unwinding activities after a busy week (which it seems like all weeks are lately, doesn’t it?). And since making good food is made even better by sharing it with others, I thought I’d share two favorite recipes: one that I’ve been making for dinner for years and one that I tried for the first time today.
Chicken Tikka & Coconut Rice
I got this from a friend who got it from a cookbook whose title I don’t know. But I’ve significantly adapted it over the years, so I don’t feel too bad about that!
Ingredients:
- 2 tsp fresh ginger pulp
- 1 largish clove of garlic, put through garlic press
- 1 Tbs chili powder
- 1 Tbs tumeric
- 1 1/2 tsp salt
- 1 1/3 cup plain yogurt
- 7-8 Tbs lemon juice
- 2 Tbs chopped fresh cilantro
- boneless, skinless chicken, cut into pieces (I usually cut up about 3-4 thin chicken breasts)
- 1 zucchini, chopped into pieces
Combine everything except chicken and zucchini and mix well. Stir in chicken and let marinate for 2 hours.
Preheat broiler to medium (my broiler only has high or low settings, so I use low) and line a broiler tray with foil. Pour the chicken mixture onto tray and mix in zucchini. Baste with about 2 Tbs. vegetable oil. Broil for about 15-20 minutes until cooked, stirring/turning occasionally so it doesn’t brown too much.
I serve this with rice. If I’m feeling a little decadent, I make the rice with coconut milk instead of water.
Pumpkin Scones with Caramel Glaze
Up on the Upper West Side, there is a very wonderful, very girlie place for tea called Alice’s Tea Cup. They have the most amazing scones I have ever eaten, and the best of them all is the pumpkin scone. A couple of friends and I go there for special occasions or girl-time or when we simply cannot deny the pumpkin scone craving any longer. I’ve been trying to find a recipe to replicate them for years, and finally figured it out today!
Pumpkin Scone (adapted slightly from here–just the scone recipe, not the glaze)
Makes 24 scones
Ingredients:
- 4 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
- 1/2 cup light brown sugar
- 1 1/2 tsp baking powder
- 1/2 tsp baking soda
- 1/2 tsp salt
- 1 3/4 tsp ground cinnamon
- 1 tsp ground ginger
- 3/4 tsp nutmeg
- 1/8 tsp ground cloves
- 1 cup cold unsalted butter, diced
- 2 eggs
- 1 cup pumpkin puree (I used canned. Just be sure it’s not pumpkin pie mix!)
- 2/3 cup chilled cream
Preheat the oven to 400 degrees and line a baking sheet with parchment paper.
In a large bowl, mix together flour, brown sugar, salt, baking powder, baking soda, and spices.
Cut in the butter, either using a pastry cutter or two knives, until the mixture resembles coarse crumbs.
In a medium bowl, mix together eggs, pumpkin puree, and cream.
Using an electric mixer, beat the wet into the dry until just combined. (Small bits of butter will be visible, but flour mixed in.)
Turn the dough out onto a lightly floured surface and knead gently and quickly until smooth. Divide the dough into 4 equal pieces. Form each one into a 4″-round about 1″ thick. Cut each into 6 wedges and place on baking sheet.
Bake for about 15 minutes, or until tops look golden brown and sides flaky and dry. Cool on a wire rack for at least 5 minutes.
Caramel Glaze (adapted slightly from here)
Ingredients
- 3 Tbs butter
- 3 Tbs brown sugar
- 3 Tbs white sugar
- 3 Tbs cream
- 1/2 tsp vanilla
- 1/4 tsp cinnamon
Mix everything together in a saucepan and bring to boil over medium heat. Let boil for about a minute. Stir. Mine got a little thick while I waited for the scones to cool, so I thinned it with about a Tbs of water. I wanted a good consistency to drizzle over the scones. Place scones on plate and drizzle the glaze over them using a spoon.
Alice’s always serves all of their scones with clotted cream and raspberry preserves. Which I highly recommend, if you have both available.
Enjoy!
You can see some of the inside and buy it right over here. And you probably should, since it is witty and wise.
So. I’ve had Depeche Mode’s “Enjoy the Silence” playing continuously in my head since last Thursday.* (Thanks, Vampire Diaries.) In pondering why it’s so catchy, I realized that the refrain has something in common with another song that often gets stuck in my head, “Ultimatum” by The Long Winters.
Now, I know that the main reason these songs are earworms** has to do with the music. But both also involve the idea of reaching and holding.
Ultimatum:
My arms miss you
My hands miss you.
Enjoy the Silence:
All I ever wanted,
all I ever needed,
Is here, in my arms.
Maybe this also has something to do with why they stick in my head. The concept of reaching out and holding and connecting. It’s such an important part of life. And is it perhaps also why book jackets with images of hands are so compelling and appealing?
Or is that a crazy theory?
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* There may also have been some secret apartment singing and dancing involved.
**I hate the word earworms. I can’t believe I used it.
