1. I was home sick yesterday and made the mistake of finishing The Time Traveller's Wife. I seriously cried for like the last 150 pages, which did not help my already full sinuses. I loved it though, even if it was devastating, and I am SO adding Henry DeTamble to my Top 10 Most Snoggable Literary Characters, which is still in development. Because I have such a lousy memory for a book's details, I'm only up to four. It could be a while...
2. After I finished, I discovered Love and Rockets's "Haunted when the minutes drag," on itunes and spent the rest of the day listening to it on repeat, tripping down memory lane, and mopping my drips.
3. My blog has been getting double and triple the usual number of hits since that hot young celebrity was found dead. For the longest time (like 18 hours?) I couldn't figure out why I was getting so much traffic to a crappy photo I stole from somewhere else to illustrate a silly meme. It was the next morning before some of my blogger peeps shared the news.
4. I'm scared because Sugar D has to go away on business for four days in the same week that my parents will be out of the country. And my best/only friend to call in crisis is on the other side of the world. I know I'll be ok if Swee'pea sleeps reasonably well and goes to bed in decent time. But if he doesn't? I don't cope very well in those instances even when Sugar D is around to take over. But if he's not here, and I have no-one to call for company or a friendly voice, things could very ugly indeed.
5. I really want to win Best Photo/Art Blog now that I'm in the finals. Only a week to go before I will shut up about it already... (and, um, vote for me if you haven't?)
6. Yesterday I was scoping out some of the other categories of the Canadian Blog Awards and came across this post in the Best Blog Post category. It's gotten my vote, and I seriously recommend you read it and make your vote too if you haven't already.
7. I'm feeling more than a little disillusioned. I've been reading a few books about digital photography and photoshop and checking out various photographers online. It turns out that those portraits that are just gorgeous? They aren't candid shots of a person as the photographer found them. Often times good photographers art direct their shots. I seriously did not know this. I thought they just waited and shot at just the right moment. On the one hand I feel a bit deceived, but on the other, the photographers have also talked about getting to the know their subjects a little bit. I think back to the man in May with the crutches and how those are my favourite street portraits I've taken, and it occurs to me that perhaps I've been missing something. I think the next time I go out shooting in the streets, my goal will be not the random street shots taken a little bit on the sly but part of an interaction that starts with hello.
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