>On reposting

>I don’t think I’ve ever covered this here so this is officially my new blogging policy on if you want to repost all or part of one of my posts (or tweets).

If you want to copy anything from my blog or quote me, please keep the quotes short and share a link to my blog/the original entry.  Also I’d really appreciate it if you let me know.

In my opinion, with  a post that includes “please repost” or pass this on message is a little different.  If you rewrite the request in your own words that’s cool, you could always put that you found out via me and it would make me happy but if you write it it’s cool without.  

If you copy my original announcement word for word copy and paste from my blog that’s really not so cool.  And for the love of god acknowledge the fact that I was the one who wrote it with a link!  Even if you only copy part of my entry and add thoughts of your own it’s only polite to acknowledge the work and the time I’ve taken in writing part of it.

These blog entries take me time and effort and a lot of thought and it frustrates me so much to see others passing my work off as their own (even if it is a “please repost” entry of mine and doing so is not their intention the result is still the same).

I try to do the same with other people’s blog entries and if I don’t manage to do so can only apologise.  

I’d hate to be seen as a bitch because of this but it’s almost copyright theft and it’s such an annoyance of mine.  With a couple of instances of this having occurred I thought laying out my thoughts on the matter was a good idea.

>Random Unrelated Bullet Points of Life

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  • I didn’t get to sail tonight because there was the most bizarre storm ever when we were there.  Pretty intense to watch.
  • Did get to go to the pub though :o)
  • Over the past week I have developed eczema on my feet.  It’s sooo itchy
  • Which wouldn’t be such an issue if not for the fact that I can’t reach my feet in my chair and am prone to clonus which itching aggravates when it gets really bad.
  • Having the cleaners come once a fortnight is working really well, much better than I thought it would!
  • My house is really really cleaner than ever too.
  • I got heckled at the bottle rocket comedy club on Friday night and my response brought the house down :oD
  • Have Tim Minchin tickets for October
  • If all goes according to plan I am going to a signing by my favourite author on Friday!
  • My favourite author is Jodi Picoult, just in case you didn’t know
  • I’ve never been able to figure out how you say her name.  Then I heard her say it last week in a podcast and I was like “no! you’re saying it wrong! that’s not how you say it!” only it’s her name so i’m sure she knows how to pronounce it…
  • I’ve been on a bit of a Joanne Harris kick lately and still would be if not for the fact I read all of hers that I have.
  • I really like my GP
  • Especially because she helps me see the big picture at times when I can’t see the forest for the trees so to speak.

>Legacies

>I’ve been thinking about death and what we leave behind when we are gone a lot lately.

Two people in my life, acquaintances really, have died over the last few weeks.  And that, along with the fact that today would have been my Grandad’s birthday has had me thinking.

One of the people I barely knew, we met twice that I can think of (although I am sure there are other times when I was much younger).  But my parents knew her better.  Her death was expected and was probably the best thing in the circumstances after years of illness.  For the first time the idea of death as a release makes some sense to me.

The other person I knew for over four years.  I knew them but they were a very private person and kept to themselves a lot.  But we saw each other regularly and I valued their presence in my life.  Me and one other would tease him about certain things and we’d laugh.  Another friend and I would be discussing books and literature and he’d listen, occasionally adding the odd comment in his way.  His death was sudden and unexpected.  I’m struggling more with his death and I’m quite sad about it.  But several us have agreed it was the way he would have wanted to go – he had a normal day then slipped away in his sleep.  No illness or suffering, completely independant to them end.

I think that’s probably the way I would want to go too, living right till the end and not knowing it was coming.   In my opinion it’s almost the best way to die.   It’s the first time I’ve really contemplated how we die and what happens as such at the time and it’s not a particularly comfortable subject.  

But what I’ve mainly been thinking about is how we remember people after they are gone.  How we explain who they were, what they did and why they mattered.  

I don’t know how I would explain who the two people were or even really who my Grandad was.  Because I could tell you.  But to do it quickly and succiently would miss out so much.  And anything I would describe to you would be different to what my parents would say about my Grandad or my friends about the friend who died.  Their families would say different things too.  

And any description or memory I could give you could hurt others who didn’t see them that way.  Learnt that one the hard way earlier this week when a friend repeated what someone had said when describing who the person who died was.  Hearing those words hurt.  And as she put it, it wasn’t the legacy you’d want to leave behind as a memory of who you were.  But then that person barely knew him.

So all I can say about legacies is that for me I’d want the legacy I leave behind to be that I was Emma and that I mattered.  Because all we ever need to do in life is to love, to be loved (if we can) and to do something that matters.  Make it count.

And I really wish that the two people I know who died recently and my Grandad (as well as my other loved ones who have died) could have that as their legacy too.  But they do.  Because that’s how I remember them.  With a smile on my face and warm feelings in my heart and the knowledge that they made a difference and mattered to me.

>101 in 1001 – Item One…

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Read Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte

…has been completed!

As you might know, I got a Nintendo DS for my birthday last year. And you can now get a cartridge for it (game is not the correct word) that has the full text of 100 classic books on it. I bought it two weeks ago.

The first book I read on there was The Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde by Robert Louis Stephenson which I liked. I must admit that the term strange definitely is a good one for that story though! And reading on the DS isn’t too hard. The “pages” are very small however which means there are a lot of them. I do quite like the portability and the light weight of the ds when it comes to reading and I think it will work much better for reading when out and about – my handbag will fit my DS but won’t fit a book so I can only take books with me on the train or whatever when I take my flowery shopping bag which then obviously can’t be used for as much shopping!

Anyway, Jane Eyre.

I quite liked it. To start with it reminded me of Pride and Prejudice but as the story continued that fell away. The topics are a lot darker and in some ways go into the seedier side of life more than Jane Austen ever did. Her worlds did always show some of the less pleasant aspects but were generally happy it’ll be all right in the end worlds.

And it is alright in the end when you finish Jane Erye too. But it’s certainly a lot grittier and maybe realistic than I had anticipated. My expectation had been, as I said, of a Jane Austen type book. And to start with the plot and more so the character of Jane Eyre herself really reminded me of Elizabeth Bennett. But this isn’t a romance of the Jane Austen type. I did enjoy it, it just surprised me. And I will read more of her work as there are others on the cartridge.

A friend who used to teach English said to me yesterday that she thinks you are either a “Brontes” person or a “Jane Austen” person. And having read 5 Jane Austen books, and two Bronte books (this one and Emily Bronte’s Wuthering Heights which I hated) I can now see what she meant.

I’m definitely an Austen girl.

>101 in 1001 – Item One…

>

Read Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte

…has been completed!

As you might know, I got a Nintendo DS for my birthday last year.  And you can now get a cartridge for it (game is not the correct word) that has the full text of  100 classic books on it.  I bought it two weeks ago.

The first book I read on there was The Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde by Robert Louis Stephenson which I liked.  I must admit that the term strange definitely is a good one for that story though!  And reading on the DS isn’t too hard.  The “pages” are very small however which means there are a lot of them.  I do quite like the portability and the light weight of the ds when it comes to reading and I think it will work much better for reading when out and about – my handbag will fit my DS but won’t fit a book so I can only take books with me on the train or whatever when I take my flowery shopping bag which then obviously can’t be used for as much shopping!

Anyway, Jane Eyre.

I quite liked it.  To start with it reminded me of Pride and Prejudice but as the story continued that fell away.  The topics are a lot darker and in some ways go into the seedier side of life more than Jane Austen ever did.  Her worlds did always show some of the less pleasant aspects but were generally happy it’ll be all right in the end worlds.

And it is alright in the end when you finish Jane Erye too.  But it’s certainly a lot grittier and maybe realistic than I had anticipated.  My expectation had been, as I said, of a Jane Austen type book.  And to start with the plot and more so the character of Jane Eyre herself really reminded me of Elizabeth Bennett.  But this isn’t a romance of the Jane Austen type.  I did enjoy it, it just surprised me.  And I will read more of her work as there are others on the cartridge.  

A  friend who used to teach English said to me yesterday that she thinks you are either a “Brontes” person or a “Jane Austen” person.  And having read 5 Jane Austen books, and two Bronte books (this one and Emily Bronte’s Wuthering Heights which I hated) I can now see what she meant.  

I’m definitely an Austen girl.

>Blogging Against Disablism Day 2009

>The 4th Blogging Against Disablism Day will be Friday 1st May 2009.  As always  The Goldfish is hosting and she’s posted the explanation and kick off post at http://www.tinyurl.com/disablism.  I suspect that link will change on the day to redirect to the actual BADD hub but don’t hold me to that.

I can’t believe this will be the 4th year we’ve done this.  And equally it’s strange for me to think that all of my BADD posts are on this blog – as the girl who changed her blog about once a year for most of the time I’ve been a blogger the fact this blog has been on this domain since May 2006 is kinda huge.  Anyway, tangent I wasn’t planning on there.

I feel like I should write something about what BADD is and why it’s so important.  But I can’t think of anything suitable and chances are if you are reading this you already know.  You can read all of my personal BADD contributions from previous years by clicking on this link.  Equally you can select “BADD” from under the categories menu from any page on this site.

The Goldfish has asked that this gets passed on as much as possible so please repost or retweet or whatever you can.  And I personally would like to see more TAB participants this year if we can.

>Happy Easter!

>I’m going to take a few days break from the PC over Easter, I think it will be quite good to have a rest and also good for my mental health too.

I’ve actually got quite a lot I’d like to blog about but equally with some of that the desire to simply let go without blogging about is also present.  So I’ll have to think about those things.

Something else related that occurs to me about that (blogging or letting it go) is that time changes what’s important.  Yesterday I was planning that I would write about one of the things today and I was pretty much clear on what I had to say about that.  Tuesday I knew that this week would see me blog about certain events.  But then yesterday something happened and today I was told something and it changed.  Events were put into perspective and the topic I wanted to write about yesterday isn’t as important.  And the spin I wanted to put on it, the way my thoughts were going isn’t relevant any more.  It almost feels crass.

And that, sometimes, is the downside of blogging.  It just captures thoughts and feelings at one moment in time.  None of the before and none of the after.  And it does so in isolation.  Which means a lot of context, and at times meaning is missing.  As is the fact that sometimes it’s just a rant and its not as bad as my words may make it out.  Because I’m getting it out and ranting and that makes me feel better.

So that’s what I’ve been thinking lately.  

As for the events of this week themselves I will only say that at times it’s been a sad tough week.  But it’s also bought me a measure of relief and today brings the feeling that in some ways I’ve come full circle.  It’s a strange feeling and one I can’t explain.  But there it is.

>Narcissus poeticus

>I have a little vase on my desk that it absolutely overflowing.  It’s got yellow daffodils and what I call white daffodils but are actually called Narcissus poeticus (my Dad had said they were something like narcissum so I looked it up on wikipedia).

And they smell absolutely lovely.

>New Batteries

>I got my wheelchair batteries replaced today.  I know that’s probably of no interest to anyone else but I find it useful to record it here.  

They lasted about 18 months (they were replaced October or November 2007 prior to today).  Possibly could have gotten a few more months use out of them but they were not holding a charge properly and no one was comfortable with my planned day out in Birmingham next month happening without my having new batteries.  Just too far away from home when we know of a potential problem.

And said new batteries will need several lots of being used and recharged (long charges) before they are fully up to par.  Equally no one was overally happy with me going to Birmingham on batteries that hadn’t been through that cycle of conditioning.

So today, with little more than a month left before Rach and I go to see Fame in Birmingham, was the day.