This is from Elle‘s recent Women in TV issue:
Why not try to do as much as you can? More, more, more, more, more. That’s how I’m feeling right now — really lucky and blessed, and I just want to enjoy my appetite. To some people, not caring is supposed to be cool, commenting is more interesting than doing, and everything is judged and then disposed of in, like, five minutes. I’m not interested in those kind of people. I like the person who commits and goes all in and takes big swings and then maybe falls or looks stupid; who jumps and falls down, rather than the person who points at the person who fell, and laughs. But I do sometimes laugh when people fall down.
What I love about this, besides the kind of get-up-and-go energy, posi-core sentiment and emphasis on creating instead of just consuming and criticizing: the idea of enjoying your appetite. Women, of course, have a tortured relationship to the primal notion of appetite, and perhaps to wanting in general. So awesome to be told to enjoy it! To take pleasure in your ambitions, whatever they are! Someone put this on a t-shirt and sell it on Etsy!
Keeping these words close to my heart as I navigate some crazy life transitions, keep warm in the season of tundra and FREAKING FINISH MY NOVEL. In the meanwhile, I am drinking lots of coffee, making websites, writing words, listening to both Agnes Obel and Beyonce, and wending my way through “The Tudors” because I’m going through a big costume drama phase.
Those reading here, thanks for tuning in…I promise something new and substantial is coming soon. Life is unpredictable, but there are always opportunities to bring a little beauty, liberation and bon vivant energy into it. Some of which I hope make their way into this space!