my beautiful bubble

August 27, 2014 Posted by gretchen

Humans are often entertained by the bubble I reside in. Regardless if I am rolling in the faraway land of Australia or squatting in IMG_3180central  New York City, between the glow of Times Square and breeze of Central Park, I make a point to not know too much about what’s going on.

I watched a date of mine awkwardly squirm over his escargot last week trying to explain to me what the ice bucket challenge is. If you don’t know, congratulations. Apparently I had a really good run at not having any clue about it. The benefits of not having Facebook we decided.

While I stay knee deep in reading things relevant to what I do at work, outside of my job, I’m all set with the news, thanks. I also don’t read a lot of creative work written by other people – especially not when I’m heavy into a project.

IMG_3169I’ve been residing in FolllowMeToNYC land for nearly five years and watched my work develop to where I proudly present recent pieces today. Something else that makes me smile, is the number of other blogs by Writers I’ve seen pop up over the past five years. I don’t read them, but I like seeing other word nerds use the kingdom of blahgville to be heard. I prefer to stay in my bubble.

I’ve said it before, I think there’s a collection of creators that inadvertently sound like what they like to read or who they’d like to be. To avoid this happening to me, I stay focused on my own work – which is a direct reaction to my emotional body surviving in the mysterious land of Earth.

I guess it helps too when your bubble is smack in the middle of one of the greatest cities on the planet. I’m spoiled in that regard. I’ve been making out with New York City tons lately. She’ll always be my favorite girl.



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a week? dates.

August 26, 2014 Posted by gretchen

IMG_3137Can’t believe a week flew by blog family.  That’s what happens at the end of a New York City summer. We all go nuts because we know the sidewalks just won’t be the same in a few months. Everyone crowds to street cafes to guzzle their last rounds of  frozen drinks before autumn arrives and we swap our summer cocktails for pumpkin ales and replace our singlets with sweaters.


It goes so fast.

To see summer out properly and conclude the ritual of forgetting that kid I liked for a week or so, I’ve been going on dates. Again.

Being a swaggy, independent lady like myself here in the big smoke – it’s pretty easy getting dates. I actually had three in the same day last week. Dates aren’t the hard thing to land. Second dates, that’s another story.  (more…)

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settling. stand up.

August 19, 2014 Posted by gretchen

Namaste blog tribe

I have been uncharacteristically quiet the past days-ish. Mainly, I’ve been listening to this:

That song does something to me that I don’t think women are really capable of until we hit 30. Which reminds me…

It’s nearly my BIRTHDAY! 36 big ones blog tribe, and what beautiful big ones they’ve been. Even when I sook.

I’m officially settled from the last person that I hung out with for more than five minutes. I’m such a bloody emotional creature and can get so caught up in things. Even when they aren’t significant, sadly, in conclusion.

Howevever, rather than drear myself out about it, I’ll be going up at Comic Strip Live this Wednesday. Some old jokes and some new giggles. I’ll spend the next twenty-four hours reciting five minutes of words in my head before grabbing a microphone in the company of a stranger I have yet to encounter.

It will be interesting, to say the least.

I have also still been writing very much book. That seems to finally be settling as well.

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can’t stop listening to this

August 13, 2014 Posted by gretchen

It’s a cool rainy day in New York City. I’m on my way to work, but I had to share this creepy track that I want to have sex with. Similiar to preferring writing that gives me chills, I like songs that do the same.

I’ve realized I really need to publish a short story collection. Prior to the next poetry book and post Novel.

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words. a bit of whatever.

August 12, 2014 Posted by gretchen

Namaste cult of blog

IMG_2816Words are pouring from my fingers like woah. I’m a bit in love with what I’m working on at the moment. It’s nearly half done, considering I started this particular project like two weeks ago, I’m pretty excited. Truth be told, I just want to have one completed Novel next to my poetry books.

Then the next poetry book will be in the cards… it’s been a minute.

In other news, I was chatting with one of my besties about the not-relationship I was recently caught up with. My mate and I decided to apply the two second rule to the situation. Only opposed to dropping something on the ground for two seconds then eating it, we decided that two ordinary instances of shagging don’t really count for anything. And that I shouldn’t have ever really cared or been attached to this particular person. That’s how the twoIMG_2822 second rule applies here. (more…)

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    FollowMeToNYC expresses daily thoughts of Gretchen Cello that tend to change with the tides. Naturally these concepts do not reflect those of her employer... or anyone else you may see her walking down the sidewalk with one day.
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