Five Star's 299th Great Blog Roundup Is Brought to Us By Herta Müller

This week's Five Star roundup is brought to us by an old insult, the many incarnations of the precious things we carry, the revenge of living well, by being for an art, defensive snobbery, the privilege of not always having to think about it, victim blaming and abuser apologies, laughter, and Herta Müller:

by Dontworry (own work) [ CC-BY-SA-3.0 ],  via Wikimedia Commons

by Dontworry (own work) [CC-BY-SA-3.0], via Wikimedia Commons

In writing, one searches, and that is what keeps one writing, that one sees and experiences things from another angle entirely; one experiences oneself during the process of writing.
— Herta Müller —

Happy Tuesday!

"Turd In a Bucket" by karenspillingwords at Spilling Words:

The words that make up those stories have become an indistinguishable part of me, like my crooked pinkies or my genetic predisposition for alcoholism. I rarely notice them any more.

"So Fragile, But So Enduring" by Jenny Lawson at The Bloggess:

I’ve been missing for awhile, but I’ve been trying to find my words.
Meemaw died yesterday, at the age of 80.

"What to Do When People Are Mean" by Eden Riley at Edenland:

Who does he think he is? Who do you think you are? Who do I think I am? How dare we be bold. How dare we be ourselves, tell the truth, laugh, be happy.

"I Am For An Art: An Old Manifesto I’d Almost Forgotten I Believed In" by Jen Groeber at Mama Art:

I am for an art that witnesses moments of absurd despair and self-loathing. I am for an art that celebrates the gritty, fearsome strength of the obese woman living inside of small women.

"The Problem of Entitlement: A Question of Respect" by Steve Almond at Poets & Writers:

Snark is a conscious attempt to cast aspersion for narcissistic reward. Writers who use social media, or other public forums, to dis other writers are seeking to convert resentment into attention. It’s a tool of self-promotion.

"The Progressive White Guy's Guide to Privilege" by Andy Hinds at The Daily Beast:

When I was in my mid-twenties, I made a mistake that seems unimaginable to me now. I went to a Halloween party at the home of a black guy I’d recently met… in blackface.
Such was the depth of my white privilege that it had not occurred to me that my makeup was problematic.

"If I Make A Medusa Rage Ring Or A Million Or So, Do You Want One?" by Deb Rox at Deb On the Rocks:

Enduring violence can do both to you, you know. Can attract punishment to you, can cause villagers to heap blame upon you. Can change everything, including your very DNA. Can steel your senses and your spine, giving you untold power. Can make you wild and monstrous in the best and worst ways.

"The Best Medicine" by William Dameron at The Authentic Life:

I open one eye and examine the equipment in the room.
“Is one of these things a lipo machine?  Maybe my pain is coming from a thin layer of fat,” I say.

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