Read faster, write faster

I feel sometimes that Time is shrinking ahead of me. This year has gone by extremely quickly, due in part, I'm sure, to how similar all the days have been, indoors, living online and in my head. Given the number of books I'll never read, it's pretty likely that one of them would have been …

fog and smoke

There has been heavy fog the past few mornings here. I always liked fog, but now when I see it I worry the smoke from the wildfires has returned. I start to imagine the taste of burning in my mouth and an itch in my throat, even after looking at air quality and weather websites …

spiders

There are four (4) orb-weaver spiders in the tree outside my kitchen window. I watched them this morning. Two of them were repairing their webs, less than two feet from each other and completely unaware of their neighbors. I wonder if there will be enough insects in the area to feed all of them. I …

Scraps

I have often tried to write every day. I've lost count of how many times. Every year or two I start a journal to document thoughts and events. I keep it up for a few months, then forget, and all the following moments that I didn't write down are lost forever. Why are habits so …

Strange Hotel, by Eimear McBride

I don't know if I have ever identified so strongly with a character with who I share so little lived experiences. This was a powerful, sad, startling, sometimes funny, most times existentially upsetting, and overall extremely readable book. The story follows a woman through several brief moments during different periods in her life, each moment …