I have not written in this space in almost a month. That is my longest drought here in quite some time, though it is not without reason. I am working on the baseball novel (which is probably going to be called When the Goldfinch Calls). There are other projects as well, but I haven’t had anything to say that really fits in this space.
And so, I was wondering what to do with this blog when I stumbled over Eowyn Ivey’s website after reading her novel. She blogs sporadically and treats every blog entry as a letter to anyone who cares to read it. This seems like an approach I can handle, so it’s what I’m going to do starting now.
Christmas has come and gone since last I wrote, and it was a wonderful time. As I’ve said before, Simone is the perfect age for that kind of thing and we all pretty much had a ball. In the midst of the season, Cate and I were able to sneak off to a movie. We used to go to the movies all the time, but then kids happened, so now it’s more or a rare treat.
Anyway, we went to The Hobbit. I liked this second installment much better than the first and I felt it sat comfortably alongside the LOTR movies. What I found most interesting, however, was the addition of a female character to the story. At the very moment we saw the movie, Simone was going through a heavy princess phase, and it was a little heartbreaking. She really likes fairy tales and I was doing a lot of searching trying to find a female toy that was something other than a princess.
Try to do this. It’s almost impossible.
I figured it out eventually, and Simone has since mostly come out of that stage, but I found the frustrating search very depressing, and I decided something: when it comes to old stories, I will never be a purist. Old stories tend to be male-centric, and the tend to reduce the female role to that of princess or princess equivalent (at least, in fairy tales) and that sucks if you have a daughter. I found myself quite thrilled with the addition of Tauriel to The Hobbit. I love that story, and I want there to be a place in it for Simone.
Speaking of movies, we don’t get to go out to them much, but we have been able to watch them more at home lately. Simone is nearly five and James is about to turn two. This means that the child needs are ramping down enough that we’re starting to emerge from that early-parenthood fog where you have no idea what it going on in popular culture. It’s nice. I like movies. I mean, right now, we’re still catching up on things from 2012, but it’s still progress.
2013 was a very hectic year for us, but a lot was accomplished. Around home right now, we’re working getting together the last pieces of the life we want to have. Mostly, this means moving to another neighborhood and, quite possibly, another state. We’ll see, but for the moment, at least, we have high hopes. The first of the down payment fund should go in the bank with my next check, and hopefully, it will be up, up, up from there. As long as children can avoid going to the emergency room for a while, we may be able to get some traction.
That’s all for now, I think. More when I have more to say.