Happy International No Diet Day!

Today is International No Diet Day, and by a happy coincidence, Lessons from the Fat-o-Sphere: Quit Dieting and Declare a Truce with Your Body is currently the #2 bestseller on Powells.com. First, we want to offer UNBELIEVABLY HUGE THANKS to everyone who’s already bought it. But to everyone who hasn’t — how awesome would it be if we could get the book up to #1 in celebration of International No Diet Day? If you were planning to buy it anyway, please consider ordering it from Powell’s today!

Update: We did it!

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The book is out. THE BOOK IS OUT!

Despite my issues with Amazon, I just ordered it for my Kindle. Because it’s too early to go to a bookstore, and any given store might not have it in stock anyway, but I needed to celebrate the whole “It is really, truly available for purchase today!” thing. (By spending money on something I A] already have multiple free copies of, B] have already read about 400 times, and C] still have in Word files on my computer. Shut up.) It is ON MY KINDLE, y’all! Pre-ordering has given way to ordering! It’s real!

Which means now we get to start hearing how much it sucks. Anyway.

As I said to the Aussies and Kiwis yesterday, if you see the book in a store and have the technology handy to send me a picture (katesblog at gmail dot com), I would love that. If you like the book and have the time and energy to review it on Amazon, Powell’s, Good Reads, or your own blog, I would love that, too! If you don’t like the book, I would love it if you kept your mouth shut about it. I AM FULL OF LOVE TODAY.

And I’m sure at least half of you right now are like, “You know what I’d love? If you’d quit plugging your goddamned book and go back to writing real posts. WE GET IT. YOU CO-WROTE A BOOK. IT IS NOW AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE. EVERYONE WHO CARES ALREADY KNOWS.” To those people I say… Did you know I co-wrote a book? And it’s available for purchase today? Tell your friends!

Oh, all right. If you really want something else to talk about today, check out my boyfriend Paul Campos’s piece in The Daily Beast about the fat hate and sexism being leveled at some of the candidates to replace Souter on the Supreme Court.

So what’s the real motivation for all the anxiety about the bodies that house two such apparently distinguished legal minds? A glance at the comments at a site such as Abovethelaw.com, which features a number of vicious attacks on Kagan’s appearance, provides one clue. For some men, the only thing more intolerable than the sight of a powerful woman is the sight of a powerful woman they don’t want to sleep with.

Emphasis mine. Quote of the fucking year, right there.

Also, check out the Q&A Marianne and I did with Damsel, a newish blog aimed at women in their twenties. Later today, there should be an interview with me up on Broadsheet as well — I’ll come back and link that when it’s up.

Also, THE BOOK IS OUT!!!

Behold the Queen of Fats

OK, so the best article that ever has been and probably ever will be written about me is in the Chicago Tribune today. (Thank you, Nara Schoenberg!!!) If you live in the area, you should totally go pick up a hard copy to see the hilarious photo on the cover of the “Live” section. Nara called me a couple of weeks ago and said, “You know, we have some photos of you on file from the RedEye article, but they don’t really capture your attitude. Or your… sort of commanding, regal quality.” To which I replied, “SNORF.” Here is a list of actual questions Nara asked me after that:

  • Do you have anything in your house that’s… throne-like?
  • What kind of pink fruity drinks do you like?
  • Would you consider wearing a tiara?

(Answers: No; fruity-tinis and champagne cocktails; I would consider it, but that doesn’t mean I’ll do it.)

So we set up a shoot at Vive la Femme, because that is where a fat girl in Chicago goes when she needs to be photographed wearing a cocktail dress she doesn’t own, holding a glass of “champagne” (ginger ale), on a black couch with leopard print pillows and a faux-fur throw, in front of a bright pink wall. Stephanie even did a quick “alteration” with paper clips to make the dress fit better through the bust, then helpfully kept reminding me to keep my arm in front of the fucking paper clips for the photos. They are running one FULL-SERVICE OPERATION over there, I’ll tell you what.

Anyway. I can’t get the photo scanned until later, but in the meantime, Fillyjonk’s whipped up a piece of art to give you the general idea. (This is a picture of my first trial run for hair and make-up for the upcoming wedding reception. I say first trial run, because I felt like such a clown done up like this, I scrambled to find another salon to try before I left Minneapolis, and I’ll be going with the second. Keep in mind that in photos, the 90 lbs. of black eyeliner and purple eyeshadow actually look MORE SUBTLE.) shoppedbadmakeup All hail the queen. (And no, it was not remotely my idea to title myself “Queen of the Fat-o-sphere,” for the record, but I do find it hilarious.)

Reuters article on Size Acceptance Movement

Obesity becoming U.S. civil rights issue for some

Launching an anti-dieting blog called Shapely Prose, Harding and other fat-acceptance advocates online — calling themselves the fat-o-sphere — are also educating one another about how to improve overweight people’s health.

She and other bloggers with names like FatChicksRule and Big Liberty say society’s “war on obesity” makes overweight people hate their bodies and suffer from low self-esteem.

“Being fat doesn’t make me lazy or stupid or morally suspect,” said Harding, 34, of Chicago, who also has written a book, “Lessons from the Fat-o-Sphere.

“The message we’re promoting is health at every size.”

I really wish she’d noted that I co-wrote the book with Marianne Kirby, instead of implying that I was the sole author, but otherwise, pretty good article.

Upcoming Readings/Events

OK, I’ve got some upcoming reading/event dates for Marianne and me!

On Saturday, May 9, we will both be in Philadelphia, doing a reading and/or workshop (um, we’re not sure which yet) from 4-5 p.m. at The Rotunda (ha), in between performances of Big Moves Boston‘s latest revue, “Fat Camp.” Big Moves honcho Marina Wolf Ahmad, who awesomely set this up for us, writes:

This year, Big Moves Boston is taking over the phrase “fat camp” and making it our own, with an all-new, summer-camp-themed revue, Fat Camp (“leave your baggage behind”). Fat Camp runs in the Boston area April 24-25 and May 1-2, and then travels to Philadelphia for one weekend only, on May 8-9.

Fat Camp is summer camp the way Big Moves would do it, full of dining-hall dancing, post-modern pillow fights, a full-service cold-cereal bar, shower-room burlesques, campfire sing-alongs, and of course, trust games. With lots of audience interaction, Fat Camp invites viewers to take their own body-acceptance journeys along with us, and learn to love the skin they’re in!

There will be Fat Camp shows at The Rotunda on Friday night, Saturday afternoon and Saturday evening, $10 advance tickets and $12 at the door. There’s also a hip-hop workshop right after our event for $5.

On Sunday, May 10, we will be in Boston at Lir Irish Pub, at 1 p.m. — though doors open at 12:30 so you can get started on the eating and drinking. This event was organized by the fantastic Center for New Words, who also did the Yes Means Yes event where I nearly broke my damn ankle. And yes, we know it’s Mother’s Day, but it was the only time we could do it — bring your mom, if you’ve got one! Or just come for a drink to recover from brunch with her!

On Friday, May 15, I will be appearing (sans Marianne, sadly) here in Chicago at Vive la Femme, around 6 p.m., I believe. (Uh, Stephanie, you out there? Is it 6?) We’ll also be celebrating the 7th anniversary of Vive, Chicago’s only plus-size boutique, so it should be a raucous affair. And if it’s not, at least you can try on some adorable cocktail dresses.

On Friday, June 5, we will both be in Brooklyn at Re/Dress for an evening of fattitude that will include plus-size vintage shopping, refreshments, and a dance performance (not by us). I’m iffy on the start time of this one, too — will get back to y’all on that.

Those are the confirmed dates for now. We’re also working on setting something up for both of us in Minneapolis on Sunday, June 28. I’ll be in St. Louis at Pudd’nhead Books (owned by a Shapeling!) some time in July, and I’m also intending to hit Madison, Milwaukee, Champaign-Urbana and Indianapolis as my schedule allows. I know Marianne’s planning to do some solo stuff in the south, too. We’ll keep you posted.

Story prompts in 140 characters or less

If I still wrote short stories, I would be obesessively following SecretTweet, the Twitter version of PostSecret. I’ve only read two pages of secrets, and I’ve already gone, “Ding! Story idea!” half a dozen times. 

Consider: 

My wife is asking why I am so moody. My secret mistress of 20 years just died of cancer. I need to talk to someone. I feel so alone.

She’s a compulsive liar, a pain addict, a cheater and a slut. Too bad she just so happens to be me.

Had a choice between two guys to be with a couple years ago. I now know I chose the wrong one.

My alcoholism is normal to my wife since she has so many undiagnosed alcoholics in her family. I hate it. Hello, I need help!

I found out that before my Mom left my family, she had an abortion. My father didn’t touch her for a year before she left. Whose kid?

If you write fiction, it’s a goldmine.

(Via Big Fat Deal)