Books, Writing, & The Cozy Life
April was a killer month for me - I'm pretty sure that I was sick for at least three solid weeks of it and I completely fell out of most of my habits. Today is May 1st and I just finished this wonderful books on habits, so I'm thinking about how to find a nice... Continue Reading →
"What is a recipe for sauerkraut doing in my notebook? What kind of magpie keeps this notebook?"On Keeping a Notebook, Slouching Towards Bethlehem, page 138, Joan Didion Thanks to Nina Lacour's podcast On Keeping a Notebook, I've been reconsidering my previous animosity for Joan Didion. I read The Year of Magical Thinking a few years... Continue Reading →
Less than a month ago I was debating whether Morning Pages were still worth the time and energy anymore. At that writing, I recommitted myself to writing daily and promised to check in with my thoughts. Because I'm getting up to write morning pages, I've started cultivated a writing routine that I felt was impossible... Continue Reading →
I love bullet journaling. I love the flexibility to make it what you want or need. I've been extremely minimalist lately because I can throw together this monthly layout in just a few minutes and it serves nearly all of my needs for the entire month. No getting out a ruler and trying to draw... Continue Reading →
https://twitter.com/marykarrlit/status/1071582297437151232 Mary Karr, who I think I might be distantly related to (by marriage), wrote that tweet on December 8 and I can't stop thinking about it. And she's right. I'm slowly picking my way through Daily Rituals: How Artists Work, and it's amazing how many writers and thinkers swear by their walks. It shouldn't... Continue Reading →
I started writing morning pages just over two years ago. I loved it and looked forward to waking up at 4:30 nearly every single day to write in my journal; I relished being able to get the coffee pot ready each night and then crawl out of bed to the smell of hot coffee and... Continue Reading →
Returning to book blogging is hard work! There are so many tiny little tasks that need to be accomplished - updating a neglected Goodreads account, remembering the rhythm of memes, remembering how to even use wordpress, reconnecting with old friends with my tail between my legs, etc. It's a reminder of how much work I put... Continue Reading →
Everyday I fail at being the person that I want to be. I want to be gentle and kind. To be forgiving and understanding. To accept others as they are and not push them to change. I'm not so good at being that person, but I keep trying. And the positive? I'm able to recognize... Continue Reading →
The news cycle is unrelenting. I find myself getting lost in the endless loop of Twitter - the same heartbreaking news stories and pictures, with several hundred different outraged people attached to them. My heart breaks with every scroll through social media. My outrage at America's willingness to vote a miscreant into office is renewed... Continue Reading →
