When I had to order a book for bookclub, I couldn't think of what other book I wanted. It seemed like there was one I needed to get or wanted to get or both, but I couldn't think of it, so I ordered Jincy Willet's "The Writing Class" in addition to "Mariette in Ecstacy" by Ron Hansen which is the bookclub selection for next time. The next day I realized that what I should have ordered was "The Vein of Gold" for Artist's Way group for next month by Julia Cameron. That's weird. Am I resisting getting started with "Vein of Gold"?
Another weird note. I just finished reading "Julie and Julia" after seeing the movie by the same name. It's written by Julie Powell and is about her blogging her way into a book contract by cooking all of the recipes in Julia Child's "Mastering The Art Of French Cooking" in one year. Both women had genius ideas and then I suddenly realized that Julia Cameron was yet another Julia and I felt doomed because I wasn't a Julia and was therefore relegated to the ranks of the less than genius ordinary. or below ordinary as in stultifyingly ordinary. Sigh.
Monday, September 14, 2009
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