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MOVIE MONDAY…and I didn’t forget! Hi dearests… A few years ago, people in…
MOVIE MONDAY…and I didn't forget!
Hi dearests…
A few years ago, people in the publishing world started talking about "book trailers" (short films made to publicize new books — not unlike movie trailers) and I was like, "Well, THAT is a terrible idea that will never take off, and which I can never imagine doing…"
So, yeah, here's my book trailer.
🙂
(EVOLVE OR DIE, PEOPLE! EVOLVE OR STAGNATE!)
But I do hope you will enjoy my book trailer for "The Signature of All Things", for it is awfully pretty and was quite fun to make, and it was filmed on location at a beautiful and crumbling 18th century estate called Woodlands (in Philadelphia) which was the actual inspiration for the estate in my novel.
So come take a walk with me, shall we?
AND IF YOU WANT TO PRE-ORDER THE BOOK, you may do so right here:
https://www.elizabethgilbert.com/books/the-signature-of-all-things/
Blessings and love,
Liz

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"The Signature of All Things" promo trailer Elizabeth talks about THE SIGNATURE OF ALL THINGS Elizabeth Gilbert: A new way to think about creativity TEDTal
POEM OF THE DAY: “Try to Praise the Mutilated World” by Adam Zagajewski T…
POEM OF THE DAY: "Try to Praise the Mutilated World"
by Adam Zagajewski
Try to praise the mutilated world.
Remember June’s long days,
and wild strawberries, drops of wine, the dew.
The nettles that methodically overgrow
the abandoned homesteads of exiles.
You must praise the mutilated world.
You watched the stylish yachts and ships;
one of them had a long trip ahead of it,
while salty oblivion awaited others.
You’ve seen the refugees heading nowhere,
you’ve heard the executioners sing joyfully.
You should praise the mutilated world.
Remember the moments when we were together
in a white room and the curtain fluttered.
Return in thought to the concert where music flared.
You gathered acorns in the park in autumn
and leaves eddied over the earth’s scars.
Praise the mutilated world
and the gray feather a thrush lost,
and the gentle light that strays and vanishes
and returns.
Be love today, everyone, and be praiseful —
Liz
Summer reading in Montreal…thank you, Laurie!
Summer reading in Montreal…thank you, Laurie!

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Eat Pray Love in Montreal…thank you for being my summer read for 5 summers in a row…love, love, love…
Hey Los Angeles — come see me (and sweet Daniella here) on October 14th! 🙂
Hey Los Angeles — come see me (and sweet Daniella here) on October 14th! 🙂

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I am so excited to be able SEE you in Los Angeles! Looking forward to your novel being released and meeting you!
IN HONOR OF RICHARD FROM TEXAS…and the difference between wishes and plans….
IN HONOR OF RICHARD FROM TEXAS…and the difference between wishes and plans.
There is perhaps no line in Eat Pray Love which seems to affect people more than this simple adage ("You gotta stop wearing your wishbone where your backbone ought to be") which my friend Richard from Texas told me one day in India, when I was mourning some sad episode of my past, and wishing it had turned out differently.
He turned my head around so hard with that line, it almost gave me whiplash — but the very best kind of whiplash (the kind of whiplash that wakes you up, and gives you a chance to choose to be powerful instead of tragic.)
A friend of this page named Aaron just made this gorgeous montage of that quote, and I wanted to share it all with you. THANK YOU, AARON!
Please be assured, dear ones, that I have nothing against wishes. But I have to vigilant with myself about what KIND of wishes I am making. I am allowed to make all kinds of wishes about the future (in wishes begin plans, after all, and in plans unfold our lives to come) but I am absolutely not allowed to make wishes about the past. Because I find that I can get trapped there, lost in a dream about something which is already over, desperate for some ending which can never occur. When I find myself doing that, wishing in the past, I hear Richard's voice saying to me firmly: "YOU ARE IN VIOLATION, GROCERIES!"
Then I straighten up my backbone, as he would've wanted me to, and I carry on.
FORWARD EVER, BACKWARD NEVER!
xo
Liz

