Ridiculous.
As a voracious reader, and lifelong advocate for literacy, I adore reading the opinions, misadventures, imaginings and rants of strangers. And yet, some of the best stories ever I've heard were told over brunch with the girls following the casually disinterested question: "So, how was your date last night with what's-his-lips?" Or the very candid revelation of an acquaintance's (disturbing) unrequited love for cowboy hats. I realized that the wonderful people in my life have a metric shit-ton of moving, fun and fascinating things to say. The world may not be made manifestly better by having these delicious tidbits out for general consumption, but maybe it will.
The time has come to share.
The submissions on this blog come from a variety of authors, inspirations and backgrounds. Most of the names in true stories have been changed to limit the privacy factor (except you Kevin, you're creepy and you need to own that). We (the authors and editor) work in collaboration by offering topic suggestions, brainstorming ideas over a bottle or four of wine, dropping gauntlets, sending encouraging glitter bombs, the usual. It is a fun and challenging way to work, and far more interesting than my standby of an empty, draughty room and a dozen notebooks.
The way we decide on the ultimate merit of any given work is in terms that we all understand. Booze. We've agreed that simply finishing a piece, and hitting the little "publish" button merits at least a beer. Something that was well-crafted and delicious would be a sloe gin cocktail. A truly sublime work of art on the other hand, could be the equivalent of an expensive bottle of whiskey. We encourage creativity in all of its forms, alcohol included.
And so cheers, to the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
Em
Here's to hilarity, that will no doubt ensue :)
ReplyDeleteAnd for this post, no, not a brew
ReplyDeleteI feel it is worthy of at least a corkscrew