ANZ LitLovers LitBlog - Germinal by Emile Zola - the book and the movie

 

I am a frequent reader of Lisa Hill’s ANZ LitLovers LitBlog. Perhaps you won't keep up by reading every book from every post - but at least you will have a good idea of what you should be reading. You will be in the know. 

I subscribe to the blog and get a missive in my email every day.  To-day's looks magnificent: Germinal by Emile Zola An epic tale. But, Gerard Depardieu fan that I am I think I will hunt down the movie after seeing the trailer below.

World Poetry Day - Dorothy Porter and Andrea Goldsmith #poets #writers#

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To-day is UN World Poetry Day.

Let us take time to remember Dorothy Porter - arguably Australia's greatest female (or need we mention gender) poet in recent times.  Go here for a discussion about Porter's love poetry by her partner, Andrea Goldsmith.  

Andrea Goldsmith

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The Monkey's Mask (A Mask Noir Title) 

 

Love Poems 

  

Reunion 

Ethical eating: Animal, Vegetable, Miracle

Miss Eagle has just posted on Barbara Kingsolver's book, Animal, Vegetable, Miracle over at Oz Tucker. Pop over and have a read.

Controversial crafts and feminist foibles

Miss Eagle has the glisten of a tear or two on her cheek. You see, I have just been reading Jane Brocket's latest post over at yarnstorm.

If there was only one blog I was allowed to read out of the whole blogosphere, it would be yarnstorm. Apologies to friends and fellow bloggers but that is how it is. I admire Jane's layout, her beautiful photographs, her interests, and her writing. Over the last twelve months, Jane's readers have lived with her the writing of her first book, The Gentle Art of Domesticity. The book has only recently been released and Jane has had to embark on the usual media round to talk about herself and the book. You can listen to Jane being interviewed on October 9, 2007, on BBC4 here.

Jane's post, linked above, brings a tear because there has been so much comment that has been questionable and invasive to the extent that Jane has had to go beyond her usual privacy boundaries to clarify a few things. For those of us who admire Jane, this was wonderful to enhance and round out our view of her. But those of us who admire Jane have also felt her pain - and we think why the h#ll should she feel compelled to do this if she does not want to.

Clearly, fulfilling one's creative instincts by knitting, quilting and making rock buns is controversial stuff.

• It clearly is not enough to have come from limited financial circumstances and earned a first class education by using one's intellectual capacity to win scholarships and grants.
• It is clearly not enough to have become a Master of Wine.
• It is not enough to be able to capably review both wine and fine English lit.
• It is not enough to have the tenacity to have won through difficult personal circumstances to build a secure and enjoyable family life - and to use your income to invest in the materials of your creativity.
• It is not enough to have one of the most popular blogs of its genre on the net and to have spun it into a published book.

Miss Eagle has earned long ago her stripes as a feminist but some of the thought processes of those who claim feminist instincts and leanings is stunning.

Some of us remember when girls were advised not to learn to type in high school. The 'wisdom' was that if you could type you would only ever be treated as a secretary and never make your way to management.

Well, didn't they get that wrong.

We now have droves of women in their middle years who wish they had first rate keyboard skills for the computer age - like being able to touch type.

Fortunately, Miss E's mother, Phyll, who spent years in the workforce as a secretary believed that office skills are something a woman could always fall back on - so not only can Miss E touch type at pretty phenomenal speeds she can also do Pitman's Shorthand at such a level that she can do verbatim minutes of meetings. Miss Eagle left school at 15 with these skills. Later came the degree. Later came management experience.

These days I see women like Jane and Di over at Clementine's Shoes and Suse over at Pea Soup - who are professional and academically qualified women - taking the traditional domestic crafts to new and imaginative levels. They combine careeers and professional demands with family life and personal creativity.

Duh! What is wrong with that! What sort of female oppression is that!

None of these women are forcing others into their mold - but plenty of women are queuing up to join in their conversation!

And isn't that what we feminists are about first and foremost - choice: choice in our personal lives, choice in our working lives, choice in our family lives; choice in the public sphere, choice in the private sphere.

Time flies - and it's heading out the door!

Over at Pea Soup, Suse has been catching up with us all on what she has been up to. We have missed her - particularly at the meet up which she helped to promote. But she has been busy. Miss Eagle hasn't kept up to date on The Trad Pad because she has been blogging her fingers to the elbow over at The Eagle's Nest. Now don't go there if you are not prepared for a rant and rave of the current affairs variety. This is why Miss E splits up her blogging interests. Not everyone has the same peculiar mix in their head as Miss E. This is why - and also for Miss E's own sanity - she tries to keep The Trad Pad as a rant free zone. You know the sort of thing, dear Reader, a place of prettiness, creativity and calm. Well, Miss Eagle tries.

Miss Eagle has to report, though, that she is feeling a bit chuffed to-night. One of her posts, she discovered in the subscriber edition of Crikey, has been given a mention. Miss E is all a-tingle with this attention and the consequent traffic appearing at The Nest.

But that's not all Miss E has been up to. Parish duties have called. Miss E in collusion with friend Phyllis have established a group for widows and widowers, named Dawn of Life at St Thom's at Upper Gully. Ten of us turned up and had a great morning. Now Miss E is up past her elbows planning a Prayer Vigil in relation to the United Nations Millennium Development Goals for next week and all the while planning and preparing to take off for a few days in Ballarat to-morrow.

A church conference starts Friday - among a distinguished list of speakers, the estimable Veronica Brady will be doing environmental workshops. That woman just doesn't stop. Talk about nuns-a-go-go! What's the betting that Judith Wright will rate a mention? Short odds, Miss E thinks. Miss Eagle will be looking forward to meeting Veronica again. It is nearly six years since they met at the Shared Meanings Conference Retreat in Canberra. Miss E will be toddling off early to Ballarat to see the sights so watch this space next week for photographic evidence after a few days of Miss E being missing in action.

Have you noticed how some of our female blogging friends are into washing lines - different styles, clothing hanging thereon, etc. Suse has had a couple of her pictures used at this blog.

Dancing Leaf Farm is a very pretty blog. Miss E has no intention of trying to keep pace with this indoor/outdoor sport but is compromising with a previously posted picture of The Trad Pad's laundry.

A story, a movie, and two wonderful actors

Tonight, Greer Garson is on the telly in Random Harvest with Ronald Coleman. Sigh....

The movie is based on the novel by that incomparable storyteller, James Hilton.

Beads and a can

This week's Photo Friday challenge/theme is Amber. Miss Eagle's contribution is a pair of amber bead necklaces surrounding a Susie Cooper coffee can and saucer with an amber interior. These beautiful things have come to me from other women who love/d beautiful things.

The beads were given to me by my former boss, Margo, who remains a good friend. The Black Fruits coffee can and saucer are part of a set of six from my late aunt, playwright Kathleen Carroll.

Orderly journey: orderly death.

Miss Eagle hopes KM was able to prepare for death as if for a journey and that all was in order.

Miss Eagle has just come across this enlightening article about New Zealand writer, Katherine Mansfield. Miss Eagle often thinks about Mansfield because of this quote that is attributed to her (if you, dear Reader, have precise details please share with Miss E):

Whenever I prepare for a journey I prepare as though for death. Should I never return, all is in order.

Your correspondent, dear Reader, has prepared for many journeys. The preparations were never just a case of packing ports (yes, Miss E is a Queenslander). It meant leaving all in an orderly manner. Not only nice to come home to, but what if one didn't come home ever again!

(Miss Eagle knows how many housekeeping experts - some could get their PhDs in the topic - are out there in the blogosphere. Miss E could never be placed in this category!)

Then one day, Miss Eagle came across the Mansfield quote and though "Aah! Know exactly what she means." Do you identify with this, dear Reader? If so, please add a comment.

Vale, Elizabeth Jolley.

A giant of Australian literature has left us: the gifted, fey, observant, and compassionate Elizabeth Jolley. Miss Eagle sheds a tear. She remembers the pleasure, the smiles, the laughter her work has wrought in her life. Love goes out to her as she continues her journey in another place and to the family and friends she has left behind.

For many Australians, she will be best known for The Newspaper of Claremont Street. For many of us, it was our introduction to Elizabeth's work when it was a featured bookreading on the ABC.

For more about Elizabeth and a bibliography, go here. For a wonderful piece by Australian writer, Helen Garner, go here.