The latest addition to the (sadly depleted due to death and fuggitall) WRSA blogroll gets a triple of links today:
And while you’re at it, add Cold Fury to your daily web wanders if it’s not already there; Mike’s been at it a lo-o-ong time and still delivers the snark big-time on a consistent basis.
“The itch of scribbling seizes wise and fool,
And they must teach who scarce have been at school.”
John Majorbanks, Trifles in Verse (1784)
These lines paraphrase a tag drawn from the Epistles of Horace (1).
Scribimus indocti, doctique
Which has been more faithfully rendered as,
“Both the wise and the witless scribble” (2).
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I found an interesting article featuring a 35-year-old woman who is alarmed that her approach to life has left her in debt and single, with a gap-filled resume of short-term jobs. I thought it might be useful for young women to read this, and consider whether making “rash” decisions and being “adventurous” works out.
I feel like a ghost. I’m a 35-year-old woman, and I have nothing to show for it. My 20s and early 30s have been a twisting crisscross of moves all over the West Coast, a couple of brief stints abroad, multiple jobs in a mediocre role with no real upward track. I was also the poster child for serial monogamy. My most hopeful and longest lasting relationship (three and a half years, whoopee) ended two years ago. We moved to a new town…
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