a round of kidney stones
two head/chest colds
an ear infection
one bookshelf dropped on head
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Despite the physical ailments, the renters who flaked out on us TWO DAYS before we were to move, and the ferry schedule to get the Uhaul to the Sunshine Coast and back in one day, we have done it!
We have moved to a greener, slower, more remote location. And I already love it, even though it has been nothing but grey, and I am surrounded by unpacked boxes and unorganized kitchenware. I love the quiet growing of our surroundings. I love the nestiness of our new space.
It is much smaller, alas, so the Den of Destiny is no more, but I have found a fabulous new cafe that opens early. I have decided it is my new office:
I’m far too mind-fuddled to write a truly original post today. But wanted to share that I have a story on QuarterReads called “Second Lives” (which I suppose you could call a literary memoir or prose poem or poetic memoir) about my father’s passing.
Wait, you haven’t heard of QuarterReads?
It’s a very clever site. Writers submit stories for online publication and readers pay .25 to read them. Writers get 88% of earnings and 100% of “tips” – which readers give if they really like the piece and are feeling generous. I don’t think anyone’s getting rich through the site, but it’s a lovely way to get a story out there and make new fans.
… as a bonus, I wanted to share one of my favourite reads this week:
From Maria Popova’s fantastically engaging website Brain Pickings:
What it Really Takes to be an Artist: MacArthur Genius Teresita Fernandez’s Magnificent Commencement Address.
Audio version of Fernandez’s whole commencement address may be found here.
Our ideas regarding success should be our own, and I urge you to pursue it simultaneously from both the inside and the outside…
As artists, it will be especially difficult to measure these ideas of what success may be because you have chosen a practice that is entirely dependent on being willing to possibly fail, over and over again regardless of any successes that do come your way.
Think of the grey as —> s-i-l-v-e-r. Your world will appear completely magical! <3 🙂
I don’t really mind the grey. I feel like I’m cocooned inside. It’s a good place to be right now. 🙂