“Do you know what people really want? Everyone, I mean. Everybody in the world is thinking: I wish there was just one other person I could really talk to, who could really understand me, who’d be kind to me. That’s what people really want, if they’re telling the truth.”
~ Doris Lessing
As I have discussed somewhere here on the blog reading is very important to me. I spent many years alone with the Alone, watching childhood with all it’s lofty preoccupations evanescence into lofty expanses of exigency – what I have come to see now as the defining feature of adulthood. And while lost in the story, I would find that emotions and deep-seated impulses I wasn’t resourceful enough articulate right there, staring me in the face. perfectly wrapped in usually the meandering diction and imagery. I was fortunate to be instructed in reading.
We all can read but how much more can we see than just words? So many of us, as Ms. Lessing has indicated above, long for that other person to talk in the ambiance of sincere understanding and kindness, yet that person doesn’t exist that person never have but that shouldn’t deter use from looking. Each conversation, and every person we can share something with brings us one step close to an asymptotic-satiety.
For me I have had some great conversations that have made all the silence and quiet desperation worthwhile. These conversations happened at random times with a variety of people. And as time goes on I am starting to feel that the people, places the conditions are starting to be irrelevant because I am hearing one conversation – one endless beckoning or an eternal gémissement as is said in French. It’s all been one conversation. But before venturing even deeper into some epistemological or philosophical inquiry about oneness, the nature of this singular conversation, etc I think it is important to take a moment to stop, admire; celebrate really the lovely people, places, and contexts from which many great and interesting conversations have emerged. I think I should be clear on one thing before I continue and that is that words are just vehicles, they are empty except for what they carry – what is really being communicated is something else I think much more subtle. Whatever that “is” makes for me the relationship between writer and reader, blogger and their audience all the more important.
To that end
So I wanted to celebrate you guys, my readers. Being that the mass-majority of my readers are women and March is International Women’s Month I figure the only way to celebrate is to collaborate on some interesting project with lady- bloggers (bloggerettes) who are
- much prettier than me
- much more popular than me
I had to search a long time to find women both prettier and popular than me, as you can tell by this picture I’m one sexy mofo. But here are the lovely specimens I will be collaborating with month for the 2013 Have you Been Experienced Blog Tour
The Effervescent Pixie Girl – At first I thought a pixie girl was a mythic being that seemed to live in the British Isle known for being benign, mischievous, short of stature and attractively childlike; fond of dancing outdoors. While she is from the British Isles and is fond of dancing outdoors she is actually a cross between the delicious wholesomeness of an apple pie, the enchantingness of the Siren of the Oddysey, mixed with a lil Punky Brewster and a brandy Alexander on a cold night right before bed.
The Alluring Ms. Fox – The original Foxy Lady She is multi-faceted extremely perceptive and articulate woman. I I love her blog. She has a beautiful family and she has her sanity intact which is an accomplishment. She is into fitness and has a delightful sense of humour. She put up a video of Muddy Waters and R Kelly and that’s awesome for me. Cant say enough nice things about the lovely Ms Fox
Becca aka The Phenom aka the Diamond Princess, Aka Big Mamma Smiles
You may know her as Becca from the 25toFly blog but I know her as Big Mamma Smiles. She is wonderfully nice in ways I could not be, not just because I have a penis which is a good thing if you are in a jam, I like those kinds of jams btw. When I take the subway I never see anyone smile, and for many years it was so difficult for me to smile. She seems to smile so effortlessly and largely. Her Blog is WordPress’s own House of the Rising son – it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy…(N’Orleans reference) I confess to spending time on her site when I should be at work pretending to be busy
Ms Tracey – aka the Beating Heart – Author of InkPaperPen –
Sincerity and innocence are her hallmark. She is a lovely person and going on her blog is like getting a free hug. She is socially conscious and her posts are endearing, thought-provoking and sincere
…… and some surprises along the way