A Christmas Calendar: December 8th

Weird Things People Say in Bookshops, the book, will have to be a gift idea for Christmas 2012, as it is not published until April. However, many stories may be found on This is not the six word novel, the blog the book originates in. And just now Jen has a Christmas edition up, containing such gems as this:

a customer reading a book about the nativity.
Customer *to her friend*: Don’t you ever get the feeling that Baby Jesus is somehow related to Herod? I always think that he’s going to go: ‘JESUS. I AM YOUR FATHER.’

A Christmas Calendar: December 6th

Today I will make the suggestion that you consider not buying a gift for that person who «has everything». Seriously, if you’re looking through the helpful lists in the media and the catalogues for an idea – ANY IDEA – for a gift for Uncle Oswald or Aunt Jean or Cousin Francis:

Stop!

I know Christmas is all about giving and shit, but, really, if a person falls into the category «has everything»:

THIS is what you get them.

Or something from HERE.

Or, you know, go with the charity of your choice. Almost every charity provide something in this vein nowadays.

And I know it’s not easy. I keep thinking «but what if this person is really offended and there’s an awkward silence and I ruin Christmas for everyone?» Well, ok, maybe not quite as bad as that, but I do tend to think of worst case scenarios. But this year? This year, fuck it, I am going to go with it. If I can’t think of a meaningful gift that conforms to William Morris’ maxim (which is, actually, quite a good rule): Have nothing in your house that you do not either know to be useful or believe to be beautiful (quoted from memory), well, then.

And, yes, absolutely: If you feel like you ought to buy me a gift because you expect I’ll get you one, or even if you just want to buy me a gift because I’m a swell person and all, then go ahead and follow my advice. Because I’d so much rather have 10 square meters of mine-free soil in Afghanistan than another thingamabob that I have to keep because Aunt Sally gave it to me. REALLY.

A Christmas Calendar: December 3rd

If you are looking for a gift for the booklover in your life, this ought to hit the mark:

calendarI had one of these once, and it’s a treasure trove of book tips. You wouldn’t want one every year, I think, because that would make Mt TBR insurmountable, but you can’t go too far wrong with it. (Clicking the image will take you to amazon.co.uk, but I’m sure it’s available elsewhere as well.)

A Christmas Calendar: December 1st

This year I will attempt to do a sort of christmas calendar on the blog. We’ll see how it goes. For the first day I’m doing a repeat performance, one of my (many) favourite Dorothy Parker poems:

Prayer
for a New Mother

The things she knew, let her forget again–
The voices in the sky, the fear, the cold,
The gaping shepherds and the queer old men
Piling their clumsy gifts of foreign gold.

Let her have laughter with her little one,
Teach her the endless, tuneless songs to sing,
Grant her her right to whisper to her son
The foolish names one dare not call a king.

Keep from her dream the rumble of a crowd,
The smell of rough-cut wood, the trail of red,
The thick and chilly whiteness of the shroud
That wraps the strange new body of the dead.

Ah, let her go, kind Lord, where mothers go
And boast his pretty words and ways, and plan
The proud and happy years that they shall know
Together, when her son has grown a man.

– Dorothy Parker

Snart jul

Og på En bok om dagen arrengeres det julklappsbyte. Jeg har forsøkt å melde meg på, selv om jeg bor i Norge, jeg har nemlig en venninne i Sverige som jeg jevnlig bruker som postkasse når jeg har behov for en svensk adresse (takk, Linda). Det er nok den beste julebytteringen jeg har hørt om, så jeg håper jeg får være med!

Om du bor i Sverige bør du i alle fall melde deg på så fort du kan, det er kort frist!