Coming and Crying is the Project of the Day on Kickstarter! Whee!!
My favorite part is the description:
“Coming & Crying,” Melissa and Meaghan’s book about sex, is best discovered via their beautiful and frank video featuring writers detailing their own sexual desires and fears. With great rewards and oodles of support, this project definitely stays for breakfast.I didn’t get the last line at first, I was just sort of like, Oh. Huh. That’s nice, like it sticks with you, like breakfast? OH YEAH LIKE A DUDE WHO STAYS FOR BREAKFAST. HAHAHAH. Awesommmme.
Here is one of my first index cards with MANIFESTO notes on it. I think I wrote it on the train one day to go meet Melissa.
It reads:
“You are our almost-anonymous other, our imagined audience— the people we have maybe never met but who know our deepest secrets, you are the ones we write to late at night, who have taught us to be more honest in our storytelling and and in turn, have brought us closer to the truth about ourselves.”
GO TEAM INTERNET.
Leadbelly, “Where Did You Sleep Last Night”
When we decided, after much deliberation, that our video needed music (“But the words are the music!”), and then that they desperately needed music, we promptly had a panic attack.
Okay we promptly made remixes of The Xx and then remembered copyright infringement laws (silly us!) and that this was PROBABLY a situation where we should mind our Ps and Qs and then we had a panic attack.
And then we remembered the public domain, and Creative Commons, and the wonderful, albeit tragically unattractive, miracle of a website, archive.org
I was once upon a time not so long ago Jonathan Coulton’s Scarface-d assistant and spent a few afternoons uploading his music up to that website myself and although I truly did battle with it and wished ill upon it many times, IT IS NOW OUR SAVIOR.
Melissa found the song and was sort of like, “Not this, but,” and then we were like, “WAIT, YES, THIS!”
We think it’s haunting and lovely and perfect (and apparently, the Kurt Cobain version that makes you want to take your clothes off!).
So, we are all getting married, right?
RIGHT?
Okay, maybe that’s not was this is about.
So I spent most of my day pacing around my apartment yelling ARE YOU KIDDING MEEEE?! and turning around and yelling to my roommate that I thought this just might happen.
And apologizing to my mom for saying “the P word.”
I would just like to state, for the record, that I WAS QUOTING SOMEONE.
Also, as I quoted on my BLAAHHG today, this Lorrie Moore (Lorrie Moore is my spirit animal) (anyone know her?)(think she’s looking for some freelance work? ha?) quote has been in the back of my mind the whole time, every time I try to psych myself up and tell that scary doubtful voice in the back of my head to SHUT UP, THIS NEEDS TO HAPPEN:
The only good piece of advice I have for my students is, “Write something you’d never show your mother or father.”
But the point is, in the pursuit of truth or transcendence or at the very least a really good laugh and a nod of recognition, sometimes you just have to close your eyes and hit Send.
And I am so happy we did that and SO GRATEFUL and gobsmacked, for lack of a better word- no wait that word is AWESOME-, that you guys are out there excited about the same things we are. And that you trust us to do them justice. And oh, will we!
Anyway, I just got the most amazing e-mail from a random girl telling me a funny story about her and her boyfriend’s sex life.
Oh, this is going to be fun.
Yay internet,
Meaghan