Seeing more and feeling less / Saying no but meaning yes

I’m in a rut. For as long as I can remember, I wanted to be a writer. An author of novels, specifically. In elementary school, I wrote two ‘books’, which were both put… Continue reading

Angels like them, thin on the ground

I’m white. Very white. As far as I know, my family tree, at least as far as it is traceable, is white all the way down. But when I was young, I had… Continue reading

Scanning life through the picture window / She finds the slinky vagabond

I can’t get this piece by Isabelle Eberhardt* out of my head. Written over 100 years ago, probably 120 already, I find it so relevant. I simply don’t do well stuck in a… Continue reading

Get me on my feet (get some direction)

In the span of a few weeks, I have discovered three new favorite things. And because my mind loves to make random associations, I’ve recognized that these discoveries follow another series of three… Continue reading

When all the world was very young / And mountain magic heavy hung

For the last two years in a row, we used our vacation time to go to Iceland. I would happily travel only there for a few more years, it is just that spectacular.… Continue reading

I think about a world to come / Where the books were found by the Golden ones

Due to the familiar and empathetic relationship that tends to spring up between reader and protagonist, reading novels is pretty much the cheapest, quickest, entertaining way to learn about people outside of your… Continue reading

The sons of the silent age / Stand on platforms blank looks and no books

Before purchasing this book, I’m not sure I have ever asked for book suggestions while in a bookstore. When I finished World Light though, I was at a complete loss of what to… Continue reading

Turn the holy pictures so they face the wall / And who can bear to be forgotten

  I cannot get over how perfect this very McQueen-ish coat and trouser set from Sanctus is, from the new ‘Forgotten Apostles’ S/S 18 collection. Indeed, with the shine and pattern of the… Continue reading

I will sit right down / Waiting for the gift of sound and vision

Though I already had four other books on the go, I couldn’t resist starting Nick Cave’s first novel, And the Ass Saw the Angel (1989), once I got my used copy from Powell’s,… Continue reading

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