Jilly: Read a Great Book Lately? Pass It On!

Read a Great Book? Pass It On!Have you read anything amazing recently? I’m looking for recommendations to help me recharge my creative batteries over the next couple of weeks – stories of any genre so long as they’re fun, positive, uplifting and full of energy.

I think my productivity plan for the remainder of 2015 (Season of Fruitfulness) must have annoyed the universe, because the day after my post Life happened to me. Nothing bad, and entirely my choice, but some good friends needed help that I was qualified to give, and since then it’s taken all my time, and all my mental energy as well. I haven’t added a single word to my WIP and I didn’t participate in either of the workshops I signed up for, because I’ve been using every ounce of my creative wherewithal to solve their problem. Fortunately the Girls came up with a smart solution, so I reckon another week (maybe two) should put this thing to bed. If all goes to plan, by mid-October at the latest my friends will be in good shape, and I plan to celebrate by plunging back into Cam and Mary’s story.

I don’t want to power through the next couple of weeks and then get back to normal, turn on my laptop and find that my tanks are empty. When I don’t have the juice Continue reading

Jilly: Sorrow, Joy, and Sir Terry Pratchett

Terry Pratchett's coat of arms, granted by Letters Patent of Garter and Clarenceux King of Arms dated 28 April 2010. The motto means 'Don't Fear the Reaper.'

Terry Pratchett’s coat of arms, granted by Letters Patent of Garter and Clarenceux King of Arms dated 28 April 2010. The motto means ‘Don’t Fear the Reaper.’

Yesterday Michaeline wrote about the death of Sir Terry Pratchett. Like Micki, I’ve been a fan of his books for a very long time (more than thirty years), and I wasn’t ready to change the subject. We took time yesterday to say goodbye to the man, so today I’d like to celebrate his legacy and try to pinpoint why I’ll be reading his books until it’s my turn to type The End.

I saw the sad news last Thursday night. I was at the Royal Opera House in Covent Garden, stretching my legs during the interval of Rise and Fall of the City of Mahagonny, Kurt Weill’s political and satirical opera with libretto by Bertolt Brecht. I was playing with my phone because the alternative was to ruminate on the piece’s dispiriting worldview about the ugliness of human nature when let loose in an unbridled capitalist society. Even as I read Sir Terry’s brilliant three-tweet farewell and wiped my eyes, I gave thanks for the seventy-something wonderful books he left us and most of all for the renewed sense of optimism about our stupid, screwed-up world that I feel every time I read one.

In the early days, I enjoyed the intelligence and humor of the Discworld books, but Continue reading