My poetry series on Channillo will be drawing to a close later this month. I have four more poems to write and upload to the site.
In the meantime, I am starting NaNoWriMo this month as a way to motivate me to continue work on my novel. I’d had the idea for the book in my head for several years and started writing notes and several scenes earlier this year. Then, mid-summer, the writing stopped.
Now I am planning to get back into it and get my story out onto the page.
Today is the one-year anniversary of the launch of my first poetry book Sore: fantasies and inhibitions. Why not celebrate by buying a copy today? :-)
I’m quite pleased with how this book turned out. The poems are jam-packed with desire, longing, love, sex, loneliness, jealousy, caring. They are a love note, an explosion of pent-up desire, a long-held longing. I enjoyed writing these poems.
Creating the book was a learning curve and a great experience.
I hope all of you who read my book enjoy it and share it with others you think will enjoy it.
I meant these words to leap
to tell a month’s joy in glorious detail
it seems they are too much like me
turning pages of stabbing lines into the heart of it
which exaggerates the sagging truth dragging
itself through my faultlines
ripping the ragged edges
dipping a finger to the clear horizon
of parchment unwritten upon
tempting a new crack to break the view
until letters tumble back to the safe
zone of okay let’s go
a word at a time tip-toeing the line
whispers hiding as shouts
to keep down the noise
the push pushing through a burning dawn.
I’m back from a near six-week vacation visiting my family in the States. I have some blog posts in mind which will hopefully get written and posted soon.
In the meantime, I’ve added some fresh poems to my Channillo poetry series The Colour of Her Mind. You can read the series (and up to nine other series of your choice) for only $4.99 per month. My series is ongoing until November, so check it out!
The first poem is available for view for free here.
I have been sadly lagging in my blog posts. My only excuse is that I’m busy prepping for a trip to the States to see my family. However, I have had a couple posts in mind. Here is one of them.
Recently, a friend on Facebook posted this meme from Rock 100.5 (“Atlanta’s Classic Rock”):
There are so many things wrong with this comparison. Let’s start.
1) Comparing lyrics from a randomly chosen year to lyrics from a year in recent history reeks of the kind of attitude of: kids these days, with their Snapchat and their Nicki Minaj and their…GET OFF MY LAWN!
2) It compares lyrics from different musical genres (hard rock vs. rap). Different musical genres have different histories, different uses of language, and different conventions.
3) It compares lyrics by a white male rock band to lyrics by a woman of colour rapper. Who wants to touch the misogynistic, racist implications with a ten-foot pole? Anyone? Anyone?
4) It ignores every other lyric by said artists and by other artists of each year.
So let’s fix this comparison. I’ll start by comparing Led Zeppelin to Led Zeppelin from the same year:
Ooh, your custard pie, yeah, sweet and nice When you cut it, mama, save me a slice Your custard pie, yeah, I declare you’re sweet and nice like your custard pie When you cut it, mama… mama, please save me a slice.
Oh I chew on a piece of your custard pie.
Yes, that is my eyebrow raised to the ceiling. Why do you ask? (You should see the rest of the lyrics from that song.)
Now let’s compare the original Led Zeppelin lyrics to lyrics by another hard rock band in 1975. From Aerosmith’s “Walk This Way:”
backstroke lover always hidin’ ‘neath the covers till I talked to your daddy, he say he said “you ain’t seen nothin’ till you’re down on a muffin then you’re sure to be a-changin’ your ways” I met a cheerleader, was a real young bleeder oh, the times I could reminisce ’cause the best things of lovin’ with her sister and her cousin only started with a little kiss like this!
Or this Aerosmith lyric, also from 1975:
I, I, I cover her with kisses and when we’re in a lover’s clinch she gets all excited when she begs for my big 10 inch
Classy. Yeah. I’ve barely started the comparisons, and my eyebrow isn’t coming down. So white male rockers can go on and on about how they like to have sex (particularly with young women/girls) and have big penises, but a woman can’t dare to point out a “stupid ho” repeatedly.
Or let’s compare a white male rock band’s lyrics to a white female rocker’s lyrics from 1975. Suzi Quatro:
Turn down the bedroom lights and warm my soul Let all your inhibitions go We’ll reach the kind of heights we’ve never known Laid back and easy Take it slow slow slow But wait, are your intentions what I think they are Unless you’ve sold it, won’t you hand me back the keys to my car
Or Jefferson Starship’s song “Play On Love” (lyrics by Grace Slick) from 1975:
You been a-reading it without living it Now that’s the golden prison we can always find Living in stories and living in books Or we can live and leave all the stories behind
Now let’s compare Nicki Minaj from 2012 to Nicki Minaj from 2012:
It all comes down to this I miss your morning kiss I won’t lie, I’m feeling it You don’t know, I’m missing it I’m so dumb, I must admit It’s too much to hold it in I can’t say no more than this I just hope your heart hear me now Gotta let you know how I’m feeling You own my heart, he just renting Don’t turn away, pay attention I’m pouring out my heart oh, boy
Here’s a lyric by Missy Elliot from 2012:
Now I’m in the 9th inning Thought I fell off, I ain’t quite finished Yeah, I’m ’bout to put my foot in it Talk wit’ it, walk wit’ it, I’m no gimmick (YEAH!) Twenty-twelve, there be no games Real rap, real bars, I’m not playin’ Haters y’all lame, you a Missy fayne I’m a beast in the booth, I’m just sayin’ (YEAH!) I make ’em wanna get low Duck wit’ it, buck wit’ it, let’s go Every time I spit a rhyme, it’s a sick flow You newcomers better sit back and take notes…
I also looked up male rappers’ lyrics from 2012 for comparison; however, a lot of the ones I found contained the n-word, and that is not my word to say (even in quotations).
So I will wrap up this blog before it gets over-long with my point: if you are going to make a comparison, compare apples to apples. Compare white male hard rock lyrics to white male hard rock lyrics, or woman of colour rapper lyrics to woman of colour rapper lyrics.
Note: The lyrics quoted in this post came from azlyrics.com and metrolyrics.com.
Last month, through a post shared by my friend and fellow writer Katje van Loon, I heard about an artist seeking parent bloggers to review her new colouring book. It wasn’t just any colouring book but a colouring book about gender identity. Yes, please! So here is my review of The Genderific Coloring Book by Sophie LaBelle.
This colouring book is filled with fun images that bring awareness to the fact that gender isn’t as simple as girl/boy/boy/girl or as simple as looking at someone and saying, “Bam! Girl!” (And if you did say those exact words, the person in question would likely run away.) The images presented in the book range from the realistic (children dressing up, roller skating, etc.) to the fantastical (dragons, giant pangolins, etc).
Here is a picture of mermaids my daughter and I coloured:
Do cats have genders? There are a couple of pages in the book asking exactly that. Here’s my child’s answer to one of them:
Cybercat is totally a gender.
This book makes a great addition to our homelearning environment. It challenges ideas of what makes a girl/boy/other gendered-person and creates empowerment for children (and adults) to decide what their own gender is. There is a page with the picture of a child and a banner that says, “My Gender is _______.”
My daughter was a bit confused about the term gender, as I suppose we hadn’t gone very in-depth about it before. It would have been useful if the colouring book had a quick glossary for gender terms. Then again, it provided a starting point for a discussion with my child about gender, and that works, too.
As for what colouring media work best on the paper, crayons work well and markers work fairly well. There is little bleed-through with markers on the back of the page. I did notice a couple pictures transferred marker marks onto the opposite page, so I advise making sure the marker is dry on one page before turning to another page.
The following book review first appeared in abridged format in the June 2015 issue of Island Parent Magazine(in print and in pdf on their web site). I’m presenting the unabridged version here, as this book is an important tool for both parents and children.
Puberty, that tumultuous time of big changes, happens to every child. How do we parents prepare our children for it?
There are many books on the subject, much Internet advice, and many variations on The Talk. Now there is a new puberty book to add to the mix. Puberty: Coming to a body near you! is a puberty workbook written by local certified sex educator Kerri Isham.
Ms. Isham has a Bachelor of Physical Education and Bachelor of Education from Ottawa University. She has taught in School District 69 for fourteen years; for ten of those years, she was a Sexual Health Educator at the middle school level. I asked Ms. Isham what her goal was with the writing of this book. She said: “The goal of this book was to have kids and parents interact with each other, while discussing a topic that is difficult for some to talk about. I wanted kids to be proud of their body changes and to be able to discuss these changes with confidence. Puberty is a rite of passage and should be celebrated.”
This book is different than most books about puberty, in that it is interactive. When asked why a workbook, Ms. Isham replied, “I chose to make this a workbook instead of a book, because there are a lot of great books out there already. I couldn’t find a workbook, and I know some kids have a hard time reading a lot of text. This book is accessible for all learners.”
Despite containing thorough information on a variety of puberty-related topics, Puberty: Coming to a body near you! does remain accessible. Information is broken up into sections, many of which have accompanying worksheets to go with them. (And, yes, there is an answer key at the end of the book.) The book is filled with illustrations, pictures, and even drawing opportunities.
Three parts of this book stand out as favourites for me, besides the worksheet aspect of it. First, there are illustrations of what different genitalia look like. Media bombard us with a lot of images, but these images are so homogenized we tend to have a narrow view of what is “normal.” Not all breasts (or anything else) look alike. These illustrations help to normalize this unique-ness. Second, I like that there are sections about gender and about sexual attraction. Third, I am ecstatic that there is a section about consent. I don’t recall any talk about consent when I was learning about puberty. It was all about the changes and reproductive capabilities. Consent is a talk as vital as any talk about physical and emotional changes.
Given that puberty can be a difficult topic for parents and kids alike to discuss, I asked Ms. Isham what the most important thing people don’t know about puberty is. She said, “Easy…there is a WIDE range of normal. Being a unique being brings richness to the world.”
Overall, I love this book. My daughter is a little young for it yet, but the time is coming soon; Ms. Isham’s website recommends this book for grades 3 to 7.
Kerri Isham also facilitates workshops on Vancouver Island about sexual health and media savvy. She has workshops titled Body Smart (three different workshops for parents, divided by children’s age groups), Navigating Girl World: Effective Strategies for Parenting Girls (I took this one a couple years ago, and it was great), Boxed In – Sexism and Gender Stereotypes, and 6 Must Have Conversations with Teens. If you’re interested in Puberty: Coming to a body near you! or any of the workshops, check out http://powerupworkshops.ca/ or e-mail email@example.com.