In this hemisphere the earth tilts farther from the sun. The days grow dark and short, but no matter. Inside there is light. In the evenings I've been making art. On the weekends, writing. Slowly a new short story, one in the collection for my new book is taking place. Three hours on the weekend isn't much time to write, but it's been just enough to stitch the story into being. I slip off to cafes, evesdrop next to people, let my mind wander, and catch the sentences as they arrive. It's a ritual I cherish.
This week, I cracked open a new notebook. I've been a Molksine girl forever, but Leurchtturm has captured my curiosity. Something about the possibility of blank, yet numbered pages....
Here are a few other things I've been up to lately:
Listening :: The Paper Kites "Woodland" album.
Reading :: Dear Life, by Alice Munro + Bark, by Lorrie Moore.
Walking :: Around the neighborhood in the evening with my silly blonde dog the sidewalk wet and reflecting circles of light.
Sipping :: Rooibos Tea (my new favorite).
Smelling :: The fragrance of pine + juniper in the wreath on the table, and the candles we burn at dinner.
Working :: Long hours
Sleeping :: In on the weekend + then snuggling with boys in bed for longer still.
Watching :: Briefly
Reveling :: In the fact that I live on the same coast as my dearest friends.
Looking forward :: Two two weeks of vacation, coming soon.
Tell me, friends. What are you up to lately?