From Billie Bloebaum, a product with the best taglines ever:
“Pocket Hose! The hose that grows to 50 ft!”
But, the ones I see at my local supermarket are positioned in such a way that the only packaging text one sees is “The Hose That Grows” and “Pocket Hose” and the gigglesnorting ensues. And you are never going to convince me that whomever named this didn't come up with the whole “Hose That Grows” marketing plan knowing exactly what we sweet innocents were going to think. NOT a perfect Father's Day gift. Notnotnot.
Jane at DearAuthor posted about a book that lifted huge chunks of text from Easy by Tammara Webber and Beautiful Disaster by Jaime McGuire. The author of the plagiarised book, whose gender is listed as male on Goodreads and female elsewhere, said via Twitter that the book had been written not by him/her but by a ghostwriter.
Within a few hours, the book was offline and no longer available at online retailers. Nice job!
I'm over at Kirkus talking about the nonfiction I love to read, including cookbooks and travelogues:
While I do read a lot of romance, I do in fact also read other things. Many romance readers do—we're incurable readers, many of us. And we do read outside the romance genre…a lot outside of it. I have a few different kinds of books that I love in the nonfiction realm, and I thought I'd share a few recommendations.
What nonfiction do you like?
Jodi McAlister has sent me evidence of The Greatest Heroine Name Ever In the History of Romance:
So in the course of my PhD research, I think I have come across the GREATEST HEROINE NAME OF ALL TIME, and I think you need to know about it.
It's from a 1938 Mills & Boon called Devotion. I haven't read the book, but I found this review of it on the National Library of Australia archive.
The heroine's name is – wait for it… Happy Penistone.
And people think the old Mills & Boons aren't dirty as fuck.
Every now and again I do speaking engagements about social media and interaction with readers, and one thing I do is go on (for probably too long) about how much Facebook's ever-changing evolution of services bug the absolute crap out of me. This article is not well written, and it has annoying popups, and the site itself is a little annoying, but I thought the points Mr. Adair makes about the frustrations of Facebook are spot on:
For the record, I do not recommend you spend any significant time right now building up a list of people who like your business page. Here are 5 reasons why:
- You can’t message your fans
- You your [sic] fans don’t see your posts on their news feed
- Nobody can share your page
- It’s not going to go “viral” like it’s supposed to
- My growing list of other random things
I love the SBTB Facebook community, and I love talking to the readers who like to hang out on Facebook. The Facebook Bitchery are very fun people, well dressed, and with excellent taste in all things, but Facebook itself frustrates the hell out of me. The building of a Facebook page as a measurable evaluation of… anything seems to be increasingly flawed. This isn't to say Facebook communities have no value – they absolutely do. But the ways in which Facebook increases the number of boundaries between you and the people who have already said they want to hear from you is angrymaking for me.
Thank you to Taylor Reynolds for his link to a photographer Eric Schwabel's portfolio of shots of Alex Minsky as a steampunk angel.
Alex Minsky's Facebook page (which is awesome) reveals other model shoots he's done, and shows some workout pics that are very inspiring.
All that is necessary is a little practice in the use of the umbrella, and the self-confidence which knowledge of its potency as a weapon of self-defence will give, for the most delicately-nurtured lady to feel herself more than a match for any cowardly ruffian of the streets.
Cowardly ruffians, you have been warned.
Author Jennifer Lynn Barnes wrote about bias and male privilege and used SCIENCE. Like, hard core science and reasoning. This was fascinating and I learned a lot about things I had no understanding of, like null hypotheses.
What stands out to me the most about your question is that you seem to believe that the evidence that you present is sufficient to robustly conclude not only that there is no effect of male privilege within the literary world (especially the young adult literary world), but also that anyone who so much as suggests there might be is being “remarkably disingenuous” and “silly.”
This is particularly striking to me, because as you pointed out in the question, “male privilege exists in many areas of life.” If you come into this knowing that male privilege—and white privilege and so many other kinds of privilege—do exist, in many different arenas, why does it take so little evidence to convince you that not only is it unlikely that male privilege exists in this domain, it is remarkably unlikely?
This invention made my day: graduate student Amanda Savitzky designed a cooking system to teach adults with autism how to cook:
The project focuses on food preparation and creates structure in place of the constant redirection between cupboards and the fridge as you gather ingredients for a person with ASD. Savitzky was inspired by the “Mies En Place” cooking system where everything is gathered on the counter, measured into small bowls and arranged for easy mixing.
The Match bowls are the result of this inspiration; they are numbered and filled according to the recipe prompting the user to follow the sequence. The measuring utensils devised to fill the bowls are designed by color and shape, while the larger sized handles assist with fine motor skills by enabling a more secure palmar grip.
I thought I'd linked to this before, but perhaps not. Thanks to Ben, there is a lovely collection of Amazon reviews at Amazon.co.uk for …Veet hair removal for men.
I am suffering so that you don't have to. Heed my lesson. DO NOT PUT ON KNOB AND BOLLOCKS.
I'm thinking a parasol armed with Veet for men would really put the fear in cowardly ruffians, right?