Sometimes it feels good to do something pure and uncynical just because you want to. Sometimes it feels good to stop pretending to be cooler than you are. I was just chatting with a friend about this tour and she said, “In high school I felt like I was supposed to like Daria and stuff more than I liked ‘N Sync, but I REALLY LIKED ‘N SYNC.” Pop music is fun (and it’s also “real music,” dum-dums, so shut uuuuuup).
Is it sacrilegious to say that I like Jack Donaghy more than Liz Lemon? Here are some of his most memorable pieces of wisdom.
Once I set my mind on something I have to accomplish it. Ten years ago I was one and a half inches shorter than I am today. Pure will-power.
I’d finally been able to give it because I’d let go of all the grandiose ideas I’d once had about myself and my writing—so talented! so young! I’d stopped being grandiose. I’d lowered myself to the notion that the absolute only thing that mattered was getting that extra beating heart out of my chest. Which meant I had to write my book. My very possibly mediocre book. My very possibly never-going-to-be-published book. My absolutely no-where-in-league-with-the-writers-I’d-admired-so-much-that-I-practically-memorized-their-sentences book. It was only then, when I humbly surrendered, that I was able to do the work I needed to do.
The Danish word hygge (hue-gah) is a feeling or mood that comes from taking genuine pleasure in making ordinary everyday things simply extraordinary; whether it’s using real lights on a Christmas tree or breaking out the good wine when friends come over.