This is what I wanted my blog to be:
Go ahead and click on it. There you will find awesomeness. Be sure to also check out the two About pages as they will enlighten you beyond all enlightenhood.
I am in love with she who refers to her sleeping sister as “wrapped up in her blanket like a fearless little burrito.”
Now, I just learned about Hyperbole and a Half today. It was just a few hours ago that my life was changed, was rearranged for the better. I feel like it’s been years.
Honestly, that’s a bit of hyperbole, but what is hyperbole but hiding your true excitement underneath a wave of unmistakable and undeniable and unrefineable exuberance? I mean, for god’s sake, look at this!
It’s a bear with a snake body and bats for arms! It’s part of a story concocted by a girl to scare her younger sister so that when her sister scampers off to their parents’ bed for protection, she can follow along, having been banned from that Bed of Invulnerability From Monsters by sleepless, tired, worn-out parents.
Why do I like the work of Allie Brosh so much (because, apparently, that is her name. Who knew? Except her.)?
Because I am addicted to whimsy. Also, invention. Which is why I almost became a theoretical physicist (but didn’t because there was scary calculus involved, and if I’ve learned anything in life it’s that you don’t mess with the calculus monster) but instead chose to become a writer because writing may not provide one with the money or the job security or the social standing, but it does allow you freedom to create. In fact, you must create. Again and again and again and again and oh god why did I choose this profession again?
I’m not an artist. But what I love about people who are artists and who are addicted to whimsy and invention is that they often play around with forms. Brosh’s figures are deceptively simple, but reading through an entire story you see exactly how subtle they are, and how much skill she truly has, and that she’s using this style purposely and not because of a dearth of talent.
And, yes, I just wanted to use the word dearth.
And now, some final whimsy. Also, please read Hyperbole and a Half. You will not regret it.