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like a dream

this is like a dream of mine come to life – very possibly one of my favorite pictures of all time. (click picture for source blog).

umbrellas

and another – just as delightful

umbrella bloom

miscellany

my top 10 favorite days of the year

  1. the day that daylight savings time ends (read: that day we get an extra hour of sleep)
  2. my birthday
  3. summer solstice (longest day of the year)
  4. fourth of july
  5. christmas (this ranks higher than thanksgiving because it ushers in a week + of automatic holidays and not just 2 days.)
  6. new year’s day (this is below christmas only because it’s the end of that same week +. technically, i enjoy new year’s more).
  7. thanksgiving
  8. good friday when they give us a half-day at work – the suspense is always fun (are you seeing a trend here?)
  9. president’s day (that’s because i always forget about it, and when it comes, its like getting an unexpected holiday from work).
  10. columbus day, now that i’m in boston. cos it’s a holiday here. but mostly because i needed a 10th day to round out the list.

my 10 least favorite days of the year

  1. the day that daylight savings starts and we lose an hour of sleep
  2. the day that daylight savings starts and we lose an hour of sleep
  3. the day that daylight savings starts and we lose an hour of sleep
  4. the day that daylight savings starts and we lose an hour of sleep
  5. the day that daylight savings starts and we lose an hour of sleep
  6. the day that daylight savings starts and we lose an hour of sleep
  7. the day that daylight savings starts and we lose an hour of sleep
  8. the day that daylight savings starts and we lose an hour of sleep
  9. the day that daylight savings starts and we lose an hour of sleep
  10. halloween (creepy. and inconvenient).

this week/end

i’ve just realized that i will be home alone this weekend — all the way through wednesday, actually. because both of my roommates are on spring break and going to very lovely places. for the record, i totally love living with them. but also for the record, i am super stoked about being home alone.

there is something terribly liberating and exciting and inspiring about being home alone.

although… there is also something terribly liberating, exciting and inspiring about having a house full of people. and also terribly liberating, exciting and inspiring when the house full of people empties out. and also terribly liberating, exciting and inspiring when my roommates come home after i’ve been stuck home alone for a few days. i gues it’s the change itself that is so liberating, exciting and inspiring — i’ve recently noticed that any change in my circumstances produces an overwhelming spurt of inspiration. if my life weren’t so amazingly mundane, it would be absolutely astounding the things i could complete.

the writing wall

the writing wall is actually a window — er, a sliding glass door, to be precise.

in college, when preparing to write my honor’s thesis, i rearranged my bedroom so that my desk was in a corner, next to one wall and facing another. the wall in front of my desk soon became the writing wall. 

at first, i found it useful to tape flowcharts and references in front of my face — to be able to glance up and have all that i needed right there. as the writing went on, though, the wall was covered in any manner of paper bits. anything that struck me as inspiring, or necessary, or informative, or just nice made its way onto the writing wall: post-its, drafts, flowcharts, cool quotes, you name it.

in graduate school, when writing my master’s thesis, i did most of it in the british library. oddly enough, they were not willing to let me reconfigure the humanities reading room and so i had no writing wall at all.

but at last, today, i have one again. crystal and i went to costco and got a perfect little folding table, which i have set up in front of my glass sliding door. the golden tree that shades my little balcony is slowly losing all it’s leaves, and soon my view of the outside world will be unhindered. it is blank in a sense — there is nothing taped to the glass (yet?), and yet it is full of inspiration at the same time.

that, a cup of hot chocolate, and the right book at my side for inspiration are all a girl needs to write a novel in november.

well, that and a plot. ya know.

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