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Happy International Women’s Day!

Above all, be the heroine of your life, not the victim.
—Nora Ephron

I used to think that I was a strong woman. I would go on Facebook and scoff at the words of inspiration that flowed through my newsfeed’s river of personal reflection. Or I would just skim over the words entirely.

I would wonder why someone has to take so many damn pictures of their damn baby with the same damn baby-smile on its damn baby face.

I thought I needed to seperate my personal Facebook from the Punnery’s because I needed a “creative and professional” appearance when I was presenting things on the Punnery. And I would post things about body acceptance and bullying amongst women. I would reflect about women I admired like Nora Ephron and Tina Fey.

All of these things made me feel strong in the past.

Today is International Women’s Day. Last year I wasn’t sure how to celebrate. Do I get a bikini wax? Buy a purse? Go drinking?

Today I know how to celebrate. I ask each woman that I know in my life, be it just a little or a whole lot, to look inside of themselves and listen to their voices. Listen to the voices that tell you what makes you happy. It could be an ice cream sandwich and the new episode of The Walking Dead. It could be a trip to New York City. It could be a visit with your family. It could be a glass of wine with your best friend.

Whatever you do in your life, be the heroine of it. No one’s going to save you. You gotta save yourself.

Happy Women’s Day, friends!

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2012 in Books

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I know it’s February, well past the proper amount of time to ruminate on one’s last year, but I came across someone else’s 2012 in books post and felt the urge to write my own. Besides, fellow bookworms never mind book talk.

In 2012 I picked up Stephen King for the real first time. I say the real first time because I read Carrie as a teenager and didn’t feel compelled to read him again until this year. I’d say that’s about a decade gap in between. Nonetheless, I became a voracious King reader, inasmuch as I could be a voracious reader, being kind of slow. In 2012 I read his memoir On Writing (which I think actually compelled me down this path of writing-as-work), followed by Misery, then Full Dark, No Stars, a short story collection that did no worse a job at scaring the bejesus out of me. After that I had to take a break.

I read twenty-four novels in 2012. That’s a decent number. I didn’t finish all of them.

I wanted to like Mil Millington’s Instructions for Living Someone Else’s Life, but I just couldn’t get past the rambling nonsense of his writing. It may work on the internet, but it didn’t translate well into a novel.

The one that surprised me the most was probably Gil Adamson’s The Outlander, a wonderful historical Western set in the Canadian Rocky Mountains. Mary Boulton was probably my favourite character of the year, too. Tied with The Sisters Brothers, but then I really enjoyed my summer of cowboy fiction.

I also got into memoirs and non-fiction in 2012 more than I ever have before. After David Rakoff passed away in August, I wanted to explore his writing and found the humour of Half Empty inspring, even if they are a collection of pessimistic essays. The cancer that Rakoff wrote about in this last release is what ultimately killed him last year. Similarly, I read Nora Ephron’s I Remember Nothing after she passed away in June. It was eerie to read her musings on death. In a way it was like hearing the voices of ghosts inside my head.

Seeing as it’s now February, I feel like this state of my bookshelf can include what I’ve currently read.

My 2013 has begun in a decidedly Canadian vein with Tamara Faith Berger’s (weird) Maidenhead and Andrew Pyper’s The Killing Circle (a lesser Stephen King attempt set in Toronto, which was cool.)

I’m attempting a Virginia Woolf right now, my first one, and I’m finding it hard to concentrate. The writing is stream of conscious and the language is just antiquated enough that it’s boring. Sadly. I want to like Virgina Woolf, but maybe I just like her more as a character in someone else’s fiction.

And, on the other side of the coin, I’m reading a Georgette Heyer because why not?

Winner of the Nora Ephron Giveaway

As promised, folks, I have chosen a winner. There wasn’t a huge turnout of readers–not a big surprise, I don’t have a big readership–but thank you to all who took the time to comment. I know all THREE of you personally and I think you’re all beautiful, wonderful women.

That said, the winner is SONYA!

Congratulations, Bella. Let me know if you’d like me to mail you the book or send it via College St.

Nora Ephron Book Giveaway

The nice thing about having a huge library is that occasionally you come across a book that you already have…and someone’s given you a duplicate copy of that book. That’s how I came to own two copies of Diana Gabaldon’s OUTLANDER and Nora Ephron’s I FEEL BAD ABOUT MY NECK: AND OTHER THOUGHTS ON BEING A WOMAN. Given that I waxed not-so poetically about the benefit I got out of reading that book, and how much I appreciate Nora’s sensibility, wit and wisdom, I want to share the wealth.

I’m giving away my second copy of I FEEL BAD ABOUT MY NECK on the blog. 

In order to win the book, which I can assure you is in excellent condition, please leave a comment here on the blog in response to this question: what life lesson have you recently learned a la Nora Ephron? You don’t have to be a woman to answer the question, you just need to have learned something lately that has stuck with you.

I’ll go first: I’ve found that the universe gives you more than one opportunity sometimes to fix a mistake you keep making. Keep making the same mistake and the same situation pops up. For instance, a month after I moved to Liberty Village I began to see my ex-boyfriend on the same transit route as me on the way to work. The first TWO times I saw him, I ran for the hills, head down, collar up and eyes avoiding. On the third occasion, I went right up to him and said hello. He was so surprised to see me that he cancelled his plan for the evening and we went down to a local watering hole to have a pint and a catch-up. But that’s a story for another time…

Tell me your story in the comments by Sunday, July 15 11:59 p.m. EST and you’re entered to win the book. I’ll pick a winner at random on Monday. Good luck!

Nora Ephron

Nora Ephron was a woman that I greatly admired, one of my first inspirations. Funny because I never really watched her movies, which is what she’s best known for. What made me admire Ms Ephron was her essays. She pioneered the female essayist role, a role that has evolved now into the blogger role. In her words, I found a woman who combined her wit and intelligence to create a picture of her life that is full of warmth and laughter—something that I aspire to do with my own words. She’s had many experiences in her life and while I would say its terrible news that she passed away, I don’t think she lived an empty life. Indeed, the many obituaries and remembrances that have been posted since her passing have included fond recollections of her kindness, ingenuity, and sense of humour.

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I’m going to reread her work to gain further inspiration as a writer and woman. The wonderful thing is that just because she’s dead it doesn’t mean she’s gone. Her words endure, in a way that I hope mine will one day.

“Above all, be the heroine of your life, not the victim.”

“The desire to get married is a basic and primal instinct in women. It’s followed by another basic and primal instinct: the desire to be single again.”

“So much of what I see reminds me of something I read in a book, when shouldn’t it be the other way around?”

“I don’t think any day is worth living without thinking about what you’re going to eat next at all times.”

“Oh, how I regret not having worn a bikini for the entire year I was twenty-six. If anyone young is reading this, go, right this minute, put on a bikini, and don’t take it off until you’re thirty-four.”

“[W]hen you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.”

“Never marry a man you wouldn’t want to be divorced from.”