Recapitulando: Jul. 2015

As coisas começaram a se acertar em julho. O livro da Capitolina finalmente está na reta final da reta final: estou com o PDF do miolo aberto agora mesmo para aprovar pra gráfica, e ontem mostrei pra Lorena a prova de cor para ela dar um ok – a Clara já viu e aprovou; tanto que já está em pré-venda. Comecei a receber o dinheiro dos trabalhos que comecei a fazer lá em maio, então o fluxo de caixa vai começar a se acertar. Entrou também o dinheiro do Catarse, e estamos aprontando as novidades e as recompensas – deve estar tudo acontecendo em setembro, quando lançaremos o livro. Ou seja: trabalho, trabalho e mais trabalho, como minha vida tem sido e (espero) continuará sendo. O começo de agosto já está muito promissor.

Novidades da Capitolina!

Novidades da Capitolina!

Foi também um mês de investir em self-care: comecei julho com um detox alimentar que me fez muito bem, e estou me dando conta de que meu corpo não se dá muito bem com produtos de origem animal, então estou diminuindo o consumo de carnes, ovos e laticínios (já não como muito de nada disso, na verdade, mas agora estou comendo menos ainda). Também investi em momentos meditativos e nas minhas pequenas idiossincrasias meio espirituais, e me juntei a amigas para um coven de self-care – cada vez mais vejo o poder de estar cercada de amigas maravilhosas que te fazem bem. Fui ao cinema, jantei com amigos, aproveitei o acerto do fluxo de caixa pra comprar presentes e coisas para mim mesma (especialmente essa bolsa linda da Louloux que eu queria há tempos). No campo estético, também tenho feito um esforço mais consciente na escolha das minhas roupas, e tentado usar peças que acabam encalhadas no meu armário porque acho mais fácil vestir as mesmas coisas de sempre.

No campo da escrita, o mês foi meio underwhelming. Publiquei na Capitolina as tradicionais listas de links e sugestões de entretenimento (tema do mês: segredos), além da carta das editoras e de um texto sobre fofoca (e Gossip Girl, claro). De resto, minha escrita foi mais particular – tenho tentado voltar ao hábito de escrever para mim mesma, nessa onda de self-care.

Muitas facetas de self-care.

Muitas facetas de self-care.

FILMES
Paper Towns: Eu e minha irmã fomos fazer um programa tipicamente adolescente e ver Paper Towns na estreia, com direito a frappuccino no Starbucks antes (aquilo tem tanto açúcar que mesmo sem café eu levei umas horas pra dormir depois) e looks especiais (no meu caso: coturno + short jeans + crop top listrado + jaqueta de couro falso da Forever 21 + uma mochila em forma de panda – minha versão da adolescência). Gostei do filme mais do que esperava, principalmente porque reparei que não lembrava de 85% do livro; foi agradável, ri nas cenas engraçadas, achei fofas as cenas fofas, e a cena em que eles cantam a música tema de Pokémon ganhou meu coração para sempre.

Bande de filles: A Amanda indicou o filme na Capitolina e foi a motivação que eu precisava pra assistir (dica: tem no Netflix canadense). É um filme sobre garotas adolescentes negras e da periferia, realista sem ser meloso ou moralista ou trágico, com momentos tensos e divertidos equilibrados. E tem essa cena linda:

Magic Mike XXL: Fui ver com um grupo de amigas, é meu novo filme favorito, estou aceitando convites para ver de novo, e falei tudo que podia falar aqui.

Programa de adolescente no shopping com a irmã, programa de adulta fazendo jantar com casais de amigos.

Programa de adolescente no shopping com a irmã, programa de adulta fazendo jantar com casais de amigos.

LIVROS
Harry Potter e a Ordem da Fênix & Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, J.K. Rowling: títulos com as línguas todas misturadas porque li um em português e um em inglês. Eu e Paulo estamos agora no meio do sétimo livro, e é difícil aguentar tanto sofrimento no coração (talvez eu tenha chorado tanto com Odf quanto com HBP), especialmente porque tem coisas das quais eu não lembro até elas começarem e aí a quase surpresa é difícil. Hoje recebi um Whatsapp do Paulo dizendo “caralho, que tensa essa história das relíquias da morte”, então saibam que os recaps que virão serão ótimos.

Radical Self Love: A guide to loving yourself and living your dream, Gala Darling: sou leitora assídua do blog da Gala Darling já faz uns bons anos, então comprei o livro dela na pré-venda. Já tinha lido o ebook dela, Love & Sequins (que acho que ela tirou do ar), e o Radical Self Love tem uma vibe parecida, mas claramente com mais trabalho editorial. É auto-ajuda, mas das melhores, e estou trabalhando num post para falar um pouco mais sobre ele.

OMG, I’m gay, Autostraddle + Better together: é zine, não livro, mas vale, né? Também sou leitora assídua do Autostraddle, e comprei o zine ano passado junto com o presente de Natal da Verônica (a camiseta Tomboy Femme linda), mas emprestei pra ela quando dei o presente e só recuperei agora. Li tudo de uma tacada só, e adorei, como adoro os ensaios mais pessoais do site – é basicamente uma compilação de textos e conselhos sobre o momento em que as colaboradoras se descobriram ou se identificaram como queer.

Aristotle and Dante discover the secrets of the universe, Benjamin Alire Sáenz: uma história de amor sem muita pieguice, uma história sobre queerness sem grandes momentos dramáticos de revelação ou crise, e uma ótima história sobre raça, imigração e família. Aristotle e Dante são dois garotos adolescentes de origem mexicana nos Estados Unidos. Eles se conhecem. Eles ficam amigos. Eles se apaixonam. Não tem muito mais para contar, mas o texto é ótimo.

Man Repeller: Seeking love. Finding overalls, Leandra Medine: comprei esse livro porque tinha que trocar um outro e na troca sobrava dinheiro o suficiente pra algum dos livros em promoção, aí foi esse, porque curto bastante o Man Repeller. O livro é ignorável, mas não deixa de ser divertido – as críticas no Goodreads reclamam de ser um livro de memórias de alguém que não tem coisa o suficiente para contar além de dramas de pobre menina rica cheia de roupas no Upper East Side, mas vocês sabem que eu adoro dramas de pobre meninas ricas cheias de roupas o Upper East Side, então no fim das contas curti a leitura.

Roupas que costumam empacar no armário.

Roupas que costumam empacar no armário.

LINKS: LONGREADS
What I’ve learned about how to be a girl (Kaye Toal, Buzzfeed, 26 fev. 2015): sobre o que se espera de uma garota.
“Being a Girl is so much harder than being a girl and it feels like a Sisyphean task, because no matter what I do I take up too much space. There is too much of my personality, too much of my body, too much of my feelings. I am always, internally, a glass about to spill or a boiling teakettle. This is unacceptable if I want to be a Girl, so I learn to never talk about it. I almost never think about not eating. I almost never think of figuring out a way to make myself sick. (I think about them all the time.)”

Friends to this ground (Scott Korb, Guernica, 23 jul. 2015): sobre escrever como ato solitário ou comunitário.
“All that said, I think that for most of us with the vanity it takes to put our words down, one after another, for others to read, the humbling quality of the writer’s life—its basic and typical anti-glamor—provides the proper check on the ego necessary to write anything of value at all. I said before that I became a writer by deciding not to be alone. It’s probably more true to say that in finding I wasn’t alone—in what I hoped to do; in acknowledging whom I hoped to reach—writing itself became possible.”

Ever been told to “check your privilege”? Here’s what it really means (Sam Dylan Finch, Everyday Feminism, 27 jul. 2015): sobre o que realmente se quer dizer com “privilégio”.
“They’re asking you to be compassionate towards the particular struggle that they’ve had, and to acknowledge that their struggle has been different from yours. They want you to acknowledge and reflect on the ways that your lives and your backgrounds are different. (…) “Checking your privilege” isn’t about conceding that you’ve had an easy life. It’s about acknowledging that there are certain struggles that you will never encounter that are very specific to certain groups of people.”

I wanted to hug every part of him with my mouth: A Magic Mike XXL recap (Roxane Gay, The Butter, 1 jul. 2015): sobre a maravilha incrível que é Magic Mike XXL.
“Magic Mike XXL is, I am willing to argue, a (bad?) feminist movie. Why? This movie caters, at all times, to the female gaze. It is queer friendly. The movie embraces women of all sizes. The movie embraces consent and places an emphasis on women’s sexual pleasure. I wish I had something really smart to say here but this movie felt feminist. The movie treated women like they were sentient beings rather than sexual objects and the movie boldly celebrated women’s sexuality. The men were simply there to serve and satisfy, as they should be.”

You’re probably Type A-minus (Amelia Diamond, Man Repeller, 7 jul. 2015): sobre ser uma perfeccionista imperfeita (me identifiquei 100%).
“To be Type A-Minus means you start writing a series of Thank You cards with reverent, loop-minded cursive. By the time you’ve reached your final five notes of gratitude, you’re scratching up the paper to warm dry ink and opting for a smiley face instead of actual words. You can spend hours on your Pinterest boards but mere seconds on your homework, and you’ve routinely questioned which one you need more: Xanax, or medication for ADHD.”

I call all my power back to me now. I am whole and complete. (Say it with me now) (Danielle Laporte): um mantra para retomar seu poder.
“Part of your old chapter will follow you in to your new chapter. “Stop resenting that have you to deal with this,” Ataana would say to me. “Every trigger is your power wanting to be called back.” In that case, instead of resenting the shit out of recurring triggers, get excited when you trip on them. Like this: Negative feeling happens. A-ha! THERE’S where my power has been. Right where I left it.”

What to do when your opinion doesn’t matter (Matt Lubchansky, The Toast, 23 jul. 2015): não é um longread de fato, mas uma pequena peça de humor sobre a importância de saber que às vezes sua opinião não importa.
“Hello, fellow internet enjoyers! Have you ever found yourself in a situation where you have a REALLY STRONG AND IMPORTANT opinion regarding something that doesn’t concern you in the slightest? No expertise to weigh in with? Would your opinion be unwelcome and offensive just by merit of you chiming in, regardless of substance? Yeah, me too. Constantly.”

Open channels (Megan Milks, The New Inquiry, 30 jun. 2015): sobre fanfic e comunidade.
Fan fiction isn’t new, of course, and its separation from the literary world has never been absolute. While the world of fan fiction tends to be dominated by TV and film fandoms, there are also countless literary fandoms, and fanfic writers sometimes use lines from poems as prompts (which is how Siken originally got involved). Thinking the other way around, fan fiction can be considered part of an expansive tradition of literary appropriation of popular texts, which would include other deeply intertextual works like James Joyce’s Ulysses and Jean Rhys’s reparative Wide Sargasso Sea. But while the border between fan fiction and literature is porous, it is important to acknowledge that key differences do exist between the fanfic and lit worlds. Most saliently, each is organized around different communities with different codes, conventions, and modes of distribution. That said, fan fiction is increasingly being identified as a model of influence by writers in the indie and innovative lit communities—particularly queer and trans writers.

Cada garota é uma revolução (Lorena Piñeiro, Alpaca Editora, 1 jul. 2015): sobre o poder de educar garotas.
“É difícil encontrar alguém que seja capaz de negar uma premissa tão simples: garotas têm direito à educação. Mas, na prática, ainda há muito a ser feito e cada pequena ação conta para provocar um necessário rebuliço e mudar o curso da nossa trajetória. Ao mesmo tempo em que educar meninas é proveitoso para a economia e para o desenvolvimento, há efeitos indesejados para aqueles que estão no topo das estruturas de poder. Educar meninas é libertá-las para serem, criarem, contestarem, mudarem e se rebelarem. Educar meninas é mudar o mundo, e não necessariamente do jeito que os atuais donos gostariam. É abrir os portões para uma potência que não poderá mais ser contida. Cabe a nós, mulheres, lutarmos para que nossa história não só se funda à história da humanidade, mas a transforme.”

Feeling myself: Kathleen Hanna gets back to work (Laura Snapes, Pitchfork, 5 jun. 2015): Kathleen Hanna sobre sua saúde e seu trabalho.
“One of the reasons I went back to music even though I was extremely ill was because I started to forget who I was aside from being sick. And when I’m performing, or even lecturing, it’s like I’m myself again, and that was a really amazing discovery—that, all of a sudden, I have a get-out-of-jail-free card.”

The season of the witch (Sady, Rookie, 14 out. 2011): sobre a atração de garotas adolescentes por bruxas.
“There is something scary about being a teenage girl. There’s something frightening about any state of life that involves so many mysteries, and so many drastic changes. But the thing that many people find scariest—the idea that there’s a force in teenage girls that doesn’t follow the rules and can’t be controlled, that these girls might be going off together and forging something new, something unknown and surprisingly powerful—isn’t scary at all. It’s deeply awesome. And, unlike the deathly curses uttered by Ouija boards, it’s real.”

A linguist explains how we write sarcasm on the internet (Gretchen McCulloch, The Toast, 22 jun. 2015): linguística e internet, sempre uma boa combinação (também nessa onda, este post do tumblr é legal).
“Sarcasm. It’s an Essential Part of a Healthy Breakfast™, but it’s also “dangerous”, especially in writing. What if ~no one~ gets that u are being sarcastic. this is literally the most srs bsns question ever.
Right, okay, that’s probably enough of the sarcasm voice. The point is, we can speak sarcastically by rolling our eyes or using a particular tone of voice, but what about writing? Why don’t we have a sarcastic equivalent of a question mark or an exclamation mark? Turns out, it’s not for lack of trying.”

Inside the recording sessions for Sufjan Stevens’ Illinois (Ryan Reed, Pitchfork, 1 jul. 2015): comemorando os 10 anos do álbum maravilhoso do Sufjan Stevens.
“A multi-instrumentalist with a music theory background, Stevens has always composed with an appropriate breadth—his discography branches from electronic chaos (2001’s Enjoy Your Rabbit) to folky, minimalist spirituals (2004’s Seven Swans). But with Illinois, that endless experimentation coalesced into a more comprehensive and satisfying sprawl. “I always like to think of my performances as sounding like a sixth-grade band,” he admitted in a hilariously dated MTV News “You Hear It First” report. Indeed, some Illinois expanses feel like they originated in the frantic brain of a middle-school musical prodigy. As he did with Michigan, Stevens played over a dozen instruments himself, from his reliable oboe to guitars and keys. Illinois is nuanced, due in part to the diverse overdub team he employed while piecing the songs together.”

How it feels (Jenny Zhang, Poetry Foundation, 1 jul. 2015): sobre o constrangimento da poesia e da adolescência. Parte da incrível edição de julho/agosto da Poetry Magazine, editada pela Tavi Gevinson.
“My school’s Martha Dumptruck frequently submitted poems to our literary journal of which I was on the editorial board. I thought her poetry was terrible. I was so embarrassed for her. What I knew about poetry in high school was that it was both hard to understand and completely open to interpretation. I was told that a poem could really mean anything. Poems could have grammatical mistakes, they could give a fuck about narrative or the space-time continuum or reality as we knew it. Poetry was an attempt to dig into the buried stuff inside a person’s psyche. It used dream logic instead of the logic of our waking lives. Poems were sputtered by demons not sprung out of morality. In other words, poems were deep shit, and they were also anything at all (this became clearer the further I strayed from my high school’s poetry curriculum): a single word (lighght), symbols and signs (Hannah Weiner’s code poems), phrases that a child learning to speak might say (a rose is a rose is a rose), words that have been uttered a zillion times (I love thee / you), a blank page, a collage, an erasure, a Google spam filter, whatever. But if that was the case, if poems could be anything at all, then why is the default to cringe whenever someone writes a poem about their feelings? Even worse if that someone is a teenager? Even worse if that someone is no longer a teenager but nonetheless thinks about themselves with the kind of intensity that is only acceptable between the ages of thirteen and nineteen?”

Surviving in an alien environment: human + christ as medieval natural-born cyborg: sobre a relação física-espiritual com deus como tecnologia cibernética.
“Such jointed statues appear almost mechanical: pieces of technology, not real persons. Wealthy individuals in the middle ages owned portable images of Christ that could travel with them or be worn as jewellery, so that they could be constantly looked at and touched, much as we carry around our iPhones and laptops. What medieval subjects experienced when they joined themselves to Christ was directly analogous to our sensation of oneness in being closely joined to our technology – and to our sense of being bereft when that technology goes missing or breaks down because it has, profoundly but almost imperceptibly, become a part of ourselves. Thinking about the medieval human-Christ symbiosis through a cyborg lens explains not only the intensity of that relationship but also why the separation from Christ is experienced as so agonizing.”

No, queer women aren’t just “experimenting” (Shannon Keating, Buzzfeed, 9 jul. 2015): sobre a falta de reconhecimento das experiências diversas de mulheres queer.
“There’s a paradoxical way in which the current culture is celebrating some vague idea of female sexual fluidity, without allowing that fluidity to tip over into full-fledged queerness. In many ways, that’s long since been the case — women “experimenting” has always been a titillating show for the straight male gaze. It’s only when women are sexual with one another without regard for male pleasure that their sexuality becomes a problem. Fluidity is innocent, temporal. But queerness is a threat.”

Magic Mike XXL gets off on getting you off (Anne Helen Petersen, Buzzfeed, 1 jul. 2015): sim, mais uma review do meu novo filme favorito.
“Magic Mike XXL thus conceives of pleasure, and eroticism, as a force with many vectors. Most media represents desire almost exclusively as something that occurs between traditionally attractive, straight, appropriately sculpted white people under the age of 37, yet XXL shows it passing between races, between body sizes, between ages. Black women, middle-aged women, plus-size women, young women: We see all of them aroused. Sometimes they’re frenzied; other times they’re bashful. But in the spaces of the film, just like the space of the cinema in which the film is screened, that appetite isn’t just normalized, but encouraged.”

Ms. America (Ayesha Siddiqi, The New Inquiry, 11 jul. 2014): parte de um suplemento inteiro sobre a Lana del Rey que eu levei um ano inteiro pra descobrir!
“For those who spent their teen years typing in scare quotes, Lana lets us negotiate American identity with less cognitive dissonance by serving patriotic cliché as kitsch. When she urges, “Be young be dope be proud, like an American,” she may as well be an impressed tourist. Affectless without irony, full of pop-symbolism that refuses to signify, perhaps an American culture drained of all moral qualities or ethical commitments is worth holding onto. A finally palatable Americana: full of no more sentiment than an Instagram grid.”

LINKS: VÍDEOS & MÚSICA

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Ask a Grown Woman: Carrie Brownstein and Corin Tucker from Rookie on Vimeo.

Projétil de Lei – Luiza Romão

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