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[idiosyncreant]

I gave a good friend a copy of Women Who Run with the Wolves to read today, so that has it's themes on my mind.

Other gals have been posting about self-image and redeeming moments of seeing past baggage, which has fed into my own reflection about how I feel about myself now as opposed to even a couple of years ago.

I read a bit of Jennifer Crusie's

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[naamah_darling]

I haven't hated on myself today at all, so, yeah, I'd say I'm doing pretty darn good.

To whom do I owe the biggest apology?
No one's been crueler than I've been to me

True words. True, true words.

I think it's long past time to apologize.

[idiosyncreant]

I wrote this out in my new Commonplace Book today; I had another poem I planned to copy first, but then this seemed a better one to start with.

To change direction abruptly...
I was searching for a certain Cupid and Psyche poem that was the exact retelling I wanted to write, and made me despair of ever being a writer of any worth, but found this instead.

You might like it? If you haven't seen it already.
"Idle Thoughts While Watching A Faun"
http://www.strangehorizons.com/2010/20100329/taaffe-p.shtml

[naamah_darling]

WOW. That's gorgeous. I love that, especially the last bit.

[naamah_darling]

It makes me very smug to hear that. ^_^