Monday: Memorial Day!
Tuesday I published two pieces. One on why you should turn off your laptop and smartphone for at least two hours before you go to sleep. Otherwise you risk a bad night's sleep. "Turn Off the Screen to Increase Productivity," on the Manilla blog. (Now only if I could take my own advice.)
The other article was the second in a series about Acupuncture that I'm writing over on my health and fitness blog at Today's Mama. The first one was on Acupuncture for Fertility and Pregnancy, and this week I followed up with "Acupuncture for Pain." Next up will be Acupuncture for Depression and Anxiety.
Then, if you missed it on Wednesday, I posted a brand new piece over at Scary Mommy entitled "10 Reasons to Quarter a Blueberry." I almost fainted when Jill Smokler thought I was funny and accepted my piece for publication. Almost. Fainted. Hope you enjoy!
Finally, I had really planned on doing Finish the Sentence Friday this week, hosted, among others, by my bloggy friend Stephanie Sprenger at Mommy, for Real. But life got out of hand. The prompt was "My favorite movie is...". I'm not even linking this to the FTSF hop, but here is the abridged version, because it was in my brain and I needed to get it out!
My favorite movie is a giant lie. It used to be Cinema Paradiso, the Italian classic about the young Sicilian boy Toto who finds true love in cinema even while losing Elena, the first and only love of his life. In the original movie, she abandons him for unknown reasons. He never finds out why, and neither do you. It's poetic, heartbreaking, lyrical and oh-so-human.
I fell in love, myself, with the movie when I first saw it in the mid-90s. Fast forward ten years or so, and the Director's Cut is released. I was ecstatic. Extra scenes, never before seen. I turned on my DVD player with breathless anticipation.
It was a disaster. The director's original vision spelled everything out, thereby crushing my built-up fantasy of what the movie was really about. He even had Toto reunite with Elena in adult life in a trite scene that turned my blood cold. Terrible. Terrible. Terrible. I was traumatized and never watched the movie again.
Moral of the story: Editors have a job for a reason. Just... trust them.