Not recently (but I'm thinking about it). At the moment, I'm working on part two of my novel and coming out of it now and then to write random short stories... just to mix it up a bit:) x
Saturday, 3 March 2012
Wednesday, 22 February 2012
beauty and perfection
– two different things.
Random bits:
Why Don't You Dance
by
Raymond Carver
晶晶
[images from: postalco, pia, totally morgan, stylecaster, source unknown, the chinese characters that spell my name]
Friday, 17 February 2012
writing space
anywhere with good light, really...
armchairs work, too...
or even a daybed
correction...
especially a day bed.
[images from: fromscandinaviawithlove, as before, emmas design blogg, vt wonen, (lost link!), skona hem]
Saturday, 11 February 2012
lists
from theawl: why we are fascinated by lists
(an article by Jillian Steinhauer)
bits & pieces...
glazomania: a passion for listmaking
Lists help us manage the chaos of our live
The Iliad, spends 350 verses naming generals and ships in the Greek army
Possible reasons we make and share lists
[image from mikialiceisdead]
Thursday, 9 February 2012
Tuesday, 7 February 2012
work in progress
It's been weeks since I checked back but I have the usual excuses:
1/ the holidays
2/ work
3/ the requisite late 20s life changing revelation
Number 3 happened several weeks ago and since then I've been feeling... different. It has to do with my childhood and of course, that alone makes me feel strange and sad. But along with the usual dull pain in my stomach and chest, there's this elation – quite different from anything I've ever experienced. I'd expected to feel normal by now. I'd expected to settle into this new knowledge. I don't know why but I imagined that I might "grow into" it. Like growing into a haircut.
I'm sorry for being so vague and for making so little sense. But maybe I'll be able to write about it in the near future, either here or somewhere else.
I hope to go back to usual programming soon...
1/ the holidays
2/ work
3/ the requisite late 20s life changing revelation
Number 3 happened several weeks ago and since then I've been feeling... different. It has to do with my childhood and of course, that alone makes me feel strange and sad. But along with the usual dull pain in my stomach and chest, there's this elation – quite different from anything I've ever experienced. I'd expected to feel normal by now. I'd expected to settle into this new knowledge. I don't know why but I imagined that I might "grow into" it. Like growing into a haircut.
I'm sorry for being so vague and for making so little sense. But maybe I'll be able to write about it in the near future, either here or somewhere else.
I hope to go back to usual programming soon...
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