Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Blog Love

I discovered a new blog the other day, Hope Dies Last.  I spent an embarrassingly long time at work reading her words, getting caught up in the wonderful phrases about the twinkle in some man's eyes, or the way they said goodbye or met in the rain.  She writes extremely well.

I found her blog from another blog that I read just because I like how she writes.  It's this one: The State That I am In

I looked at some of the other blogs on Georgia's blogroll and they're written by people that live in other places in the world, and they're all written very, very well.  There's quite the turn of phrase in these blogs and I'm all for turns of phrase!  I mean, read this and it's wonderfullness will make you weep:

That night in bed I cried; a short drizzle but a cry nonetheless. It wasn’t a cry spurred on by pain, or jealousy, or unrequited want. They weren’t tears of self-pity or of desperation; of unfairness or frustration.
These were, at long last, farewell tears. A final nail in the coffin of not meant to be.

Or this (from here)
The first time we hung out we went for a long, winding ride on his beat-up old Vespa. This was a first for me, and the exhilarating feeling of having my arms wrapped around the waist of this very attractive guy, the shocking freedom you feel being so exposed to the world, the envious and longing glances from the normal people, in their normal cars, living their normal lives...all these things conspired to make my heart race that much more when we later kissed on an empty beach in Malibu, his Vespa abandoned by the rode, waiting for us like a spaceship in the moonlight.

There's one problem.  These people write wonderfully well about ... mostly men.  Knowing them, wanting to know them, meeting them, saying goodbye to them.  So much melancholy and sweetness and the words just put a tightness in my chest and a yearning ... somewhere.  
Bah humbug!  Thinking about that stuff doesn't really help me.  My life isn't a better life by spending time thinking about lingering touches, lips or twinkling eyes, or any other twinkling thing  (I don't want to spend time thinking about what I do not have).  I should be spending time thinking about chickens!  And goats!

Where are the bloggers that write words like that about haybales or goat poop?  Where is the blog that puts tears in my eyes with the sweetness or the melancholy and very good writing about dirt, or the impossible sweetness of the summer rain? 

Cough it up folks - do you read any extremely well-written blogs about sustainability or homesteading?  Or put another way - what are your favorite blogs that you read because you like the writing?


  1. Check out my blog post today to see the answer to your question.

  2. I think I found your blog though The State That I am In. I also like the way she writes. I understand what you are talking about but I have not really thought about it until you brought it up. People seem to get fixated on romantic love and they forget about everything else. I don't read your blog as often as I would like but I love what you are doing with your life. I often wish I was able to learn all of the things you are leaning about. You are putting your energy into you and that is a great thing to do.

  3. Mama Pea, from A Home Grown Journal ( likes this blog:

    When I get some quiet time, I'd like to read more of that one. It is written very well!

  4. you have got to try a blog called Chickens in the Road by Suzanne Mcminn.

    I am embarrassed to say I spent my ENTIRE YESTERDAY reading her blog and LAUGHING! she is an excellent writer, photographer, and learn as she goes wont regret it!

  5. Oh yeah, anon - I LOVE her blog! It perks up my day!