portends of obscurity

Friday, July 30th, 2010

Sometimes I get a glimpse of the future. Not a lot, but occasionally I’ll get a flash of knowing that turns out to happen. Sometimes I try to see into the future and this internal force prevents it. Like a voice that say, “No. You’re not supposed to know that yet.” When I was younger [...]

my laptop

Monday, July 5th, 2010

This is what I want: a summer all to myself, where I can make things and chat with people online and never have to go anywhere. It’s lovely. It’s perfect. I want to run as far as the eye can see in a perfect meadow. I want to live at the edge of a lake [...]

Winsome Day

Wednesday, June 23rd, 2010

Today was a Wednesday. I woke up and felt really tired. So I had a cup of coffee, worked a bit, and then I heard the mail arrive. The movie Lily recommended arrived, so I watched I Love Killing Flies.  About a restaurant owner in NYC, quite a curmudgeon… his philosophy on life, his 5 [...]

I don’t want to share anymore

Sunday, June 20th, 2010

Writers used to be private. They wrote books. They had their private dramas and parties and we caught little glimpses between the lines. They didn’t spell it all out for us. They didn’t post their shopping list on the internet. Well, maybe Thoreau. He would have loved blogging. “I spent $2.50 on nails for my [...]

ambivalent from the beginning

Wednesday, February 11th, 2009

While I hoped this site would sprout wings and fly, it perhaps never had the nourishment it needed to develop healthy bones and ligaments. Or perhaps its bones were far too heavy for it to leave the ground. In any case, here it lies, a wimpering near-carcass. The other two major players have taken their [...]

so many dualities, tumbling through my life

Tuesday, December 16th, 2008

I wrote up a big post today on cheekyboots calculating my personality pattern to 12 decimal places. It’s brilliant. It’s ironic too. My core life script is: “I am unacceptable, but if I work hard/try hard, I could maybe become acceptable”. So the pressure of working hard, internally, being hyper driven to fix myself, conversely, [...]

Meeting notes

Friday, November 14th, 2008

Well, it’s a flaming gorgeous hunk of a morning, and I’ve a mind to treat myself really well today, on account of I drove past the graveyard last night, and in the moonlight, in the midnight, I was reminded of all those who went before us, and I wondered how hard they had all worked, [...]

spankypuss (I don’t like titles today)

Tuesday, November 4th, 2008

I’m not sure if it’s the weather or going back to the farm on Saturday, but I’ve got a bad case of ennui. Perhaps it’s also due to Emily mentioning she had ennui. Maybe I am an emotional copycat. I’ve been numbly going through my Inbox, trudging through each item. Following the thread from one [...]

ineffable

Tuesday, October 28th, 2008

When I logged in to le ol’ lush, WordPress informed me that I had a draft. Here it is: Today’s Words: ineffable immortal saucy submerge trance roast governess ‘Tis ineffable glory, this immortal trance. * * * Eh. Whatever.  I don’t feel so ineffable or glorious lately. My immortal soul has been entranced (perhaps submerged?) [...]

Under-bunder Babz

Tuesday, October 28th, 2008

Queen Barbara Novel-writing weather is afoot, and just in time for national novel-writing month. (November).  I wonder what it would be like to attempt such? It does tempt. Looking out on the carpet of yellow leaves this morning, I felt all gothic inside. I thought of great hounds in great castles clinging to the ankles [...]