It's been a few months since I created this blog and as new people are 'dropping in ' all the time, I thought I would post my intro again. Look for a new post on the trip I took to historic Chillicothe today soon!
A website and a blog to house the ramblings of a woman who wants to live in the past. Anyone see a contradiction here?
Yes, I have finally taken the step and set up a blog. (There has to be a better name for it, don't you think?) As a woman who spends her days laced in a corset and wearing way too many underpinnings (too much underwear for those of you unacquainted with the 19thc term), I find it amusing and not a bit ironic that I now have two modes of electronic and instant communication with the entire world. If wishes were horses and beggars rode bareback, I would find a time machine and vanish utterly from the face of the 21st century world. I detest wires and phone-lines and machines and noise and stale air laced with chemicals. I am one of those radical women who think women's lib went too far. I like to have doors opened for me. I would be delighted if a man cast his coat over a puddle so I could keep my silk shoes clean. I believe in nobility and chivalry and that all-too-unpopular word - sacrifice. Yes, I know the past was not perfect, but people gave a damn about things like honor and they understood that some things had to be earned. And that if they were not earned, but were given, then they simply did not mean as much.
I think you have in a nutshell in the paragraph above what this blog will be about. History. A woman in a corset. And a few rants about the modern world. Add a dose of art and shake it up with the fact that I write fiction about these themes, and there you have it!
Of course, I haven't mentioned yet my habit of collecting young men...well, their images. It's ok. They all died about 150 years ago. I love daguerreotypes and I will be sharing some of the images I have collected here. (And they are not all young men. Just most of them....) Daguerreotypes are a visual link to that past I was speaking of before. You can see it in their eyes - determination, intelligence, purpose.
There I go again.
Anyhow, for the history I will share some of my interests and research. As for the lady in the corset, she will tell you all about interpreting and just how it feels to walk around with a steel stay stuck in the pit of your arm. (And you know you want to know!) As for the rants, see all of the above. My art I will talk about. To see it, visit my website at http://www.marlafair.com/ And as for the writing. I do that. Write. Historicals and fantasy. I will use this blog to let my readers know some of my thoughts - to let them into the process - and to let them know when and where my books can be bought.
No great pearls of wisdom today. It's late and I'm tired. Father's Day at the historic site today. Four tours and four hundred steps. So since I am out of words, I will leave you with someone else's.'Night.
Sacrifice is nothing other than the production of sacred things. ATTRIBUTION:Georges Bataille
PS The books can be bought at http://www.lulu.com/ for now. Just put my name in the search engine.
2 comments:
Hi Marla. Just wanted to let you know one of your Chillicothe friends made it to your site. Nice collection of men you have here. I agree, though. The chin beards aren't so nice.
Thanks for 'stopping by the blog' and commenting. Glad you enjoyed the 'boys' posted so far. Though chin beards are a fashion 'no no', the other fashion statement of the mid 1800s - the top-knot - still takes the prize.
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