Thursday, November 28, 2013

A feast

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone! I'm grateful to have all of my writer friends!

Monday, November 25, 2013

A baker's dozen

This weekend, the cable installer, the internet installer, the tree remover, and the plumber all came to my house. The cable is installed. Nothing else happened. We have to get a new internet company. The tree remover is coming back in a week. The plumber told us that our plumbing needs a lot more work, and he has to come back when he has more time. I bought a dozen donuts. I ate five of them.

Scott G.F. Bailey is talking about his various writing projects, so I'll talk about mine too. Hey?

1. I keep meaning to get back to Cyberlama, but I've lost some momentum on it, and I'm thinking I might just want to move on to something else. I think the source of inspiration for that project is gone, as my feelings about what I want to write have changed a little.

2. I'm pecking away at my sister-in-law's book Sister Soul. I decided to make it a little more sophisticated, so I may not have it done by this Christmas.

3. I'm toying with an idea of writing a collection of short stories where each story's title is a number. "1, 3, 2, 4" would be a story about a love quadrilateral gone awry. "86" would be a story about my grandmother passing away. "21" would be a story about a young college graduate who learns an important lesson about life. You get the idea.

4. I'm also thinking about starting a new novel about this man who has a very magnetic personality and makes intimate friends quickly only to find that those friendships become awkward and embarrassing. He's trying to figure out how he can build healthy long-term relationships. He finds a young woman who has a similar personality, except it's heightened to the degree where she draws negative emotions out of people. She works as sort of a therapist, but she has to tolerate the negative feelings from her patients as a result of her method of treatment. That's the set up, and it's enough for me to start writing. I don't know where that story will go or how it might end.

Those are the things I've been thinking about. With the move and the semi-new job, I haven't been writing or reading much, but I've been wanting to again, which is nice.

I also bought an easel Saturday.

For anyone who's paying attention, I did manage to enjoy a nice croissant and hot chocolate breakfast this weekend while sitting on the front porch. It was lovely.

What's Peanut eating? Bread crumbs.

Thursday, November 21, 2013

Lemon and Fig preserves

I moved last weekend.

I went from a downtown loft that looked like this

to a freestanding house that looks like this

except that the photos of the new house are staged, as the place actually currently looks like a box storage facility as I'm not done unpacking yet.

Moving day was, coincidentally, my 35th birthday, so I spent fourteen hours "celebrating" by carrying all of the books you see in the second picture (and many more) up all of the stairs that you can almost see in the third picture. We had a team of movers helping, but still my knees were wobbling by late afternoon. I even admit to wanting a Kindle.

You'll notice a lot more green in the new digs.

First, the trees are green. I'm not used to having a place with my own trees. I have particularly fallen in love with a fig tree, which I have named "Figgy." I water it and count the little leaf buds that start to develop. Then, I get sad when I come out in the morning to find that birds have eaten all of the buds. But, that's love, right?

Second, the house is green. A bright alien green. I am grateful to that green because it seems to have been the thing that kept the house on the market for three months for me to discover.

Since this food blog is supposed to be a writing blog, I am also compelled to say that the move and my recent job change will let me begin a new chapter of mental peace and sanity preservation. 

I did also celebrate my birthday the following day with Big Red and Little Peanut under the lemon tree. (Those glowing things in the tree are NOT lemons.)

What's Peanut eating? Nature.