Category: ‘daily’

if you’re not in new york, you’re camping out

October 26, 2014 Posted by gretchen

IMG_4808I read quote this morning while scrolling my Twitter feed, sipping hot pumpkin coffee, getting ready to break into another wonderful autumn day of BOOK.

“If you’re not in New York, you’re camping out.” – Thomas E. Dewey.

I couldn’t agree with this more. Particularly in reference to America-land. Although I must say, the decade I spent living in Australia was a bit like camping out. And, minus the hideous husband creature spitting lies every day, I loved it.

But to me, living on an island of 22 million people, compared to a country with roughly 300 million more people… that impacts the camp-factor.

Never the less, as I briefly mentioned the other day, country’s been on my mind. There really aren’t many things I love more than New York City. I could name a couple. Change, for example, is something that’s always been critical to me.

I believe we live many lives, I also think these lives are quite short. And while I’ve had crap stuff happen to me, along with the best of us, I somehow stay hungry for life. Change, to me, is a critical part of life.IMG_4925

Maybe it’s because, unlike my four siblings who were moved around a bit, I essentially grew up in one place. Went through one set of schools with the same group of crap kids. Worked the same job through High School. Went to college and did radio day in and day out, which was cool – alas, same.

Getting to New York City was a task. Being there this time through was a blessing, I adored every drippy second – even the ones dipped in depression over my first divorce.

We’re field tripping to Maine in a week, blog-family. My life is upside down and inside out right now, and my Novel is spilling easier than ever. My father actually commented on how fast I was typing yesterday.

So back to it… New York City, I love you and thank you for delivering everything exactly as you promised… particularly, book.

Tweet about this on TwitterShare on Google+Share on RedditShare on FacebookPin on PinterestShare on Tumblr

on a scale of one to quiet… shhhh.

October 24, 2014 Posted by gretchen

Namaste international love tribe

My job concluded last week. This all happened very hush-like, I don’t like to make a big IMG_4791deal about certain things. Particularly not things in the land of survive. I had a wonderful Writer job that I outgrew, now I’m going on to the next one…

That brings me back. Once upon a time, I fell in love, again.

The last week has been very flavorful which is why I fell a bit quiet. The summary of all occurrences is as follows:

1. I’m in between jobs.

2. I have more time to work on my book than I’ve had since getting back from Australia for a bit.

3. I might be moving out of the city into country land.

4. Perhaps not…

5. Book. (more…)

Tweet about this on TwitterShare on Google+Share on RedditShare on FacebookPin on PinterestShare on Tumblr

six foot Seven foot Eight Foot PUNCH

October 15, 2014 Posted by gretchen

Tweet about this on TwitterShare on Google+Share on RedditShare on FacebookPin on PinterestShare on Tumblr

when i met allen stone part two

October 11, 2014 Posted by gretchen

Ok. So now that I’ve sort of slept and somehow made it to Saturday. I totally need to talk more about when I met Allen Stone. Completely extra-post worthy.

Allen Stone is a peaceful love creature who hails from Washington State. He glows all sorts of violet and gold and he is a humble, wonderful light.

IMG_1099As part of my magic special ticket, I was given a signed EP and Q&A session with Allen. Who I think might go by Al, I’m not sure. First there was a photo op. Myself and about eleven others shivered in excitment for our turn to be silly with Mr. Stone in a photo that each of us will likely keep forever.

What was super beautiful about the experience meeting him, besides his genuine wonderfulness, was how moved everyone there meeting him has been by his music. It was super obvious. I think as an Artist, there’s really nothing more humbling or great to that. Allen seemed to feel the same way. It beamed from him, actually.

Someone asked him about  his writing process, and if he ever gets stuck in a certain mood or overwhelmed by a specific emotion. That’s when he mentioned writing Circle, which I’ve had on repeat for over 24 hours at this stage. He said that day he wrote it, he was in complete silence all day. And he referenced some of the lyrics. I quoted them the other day and they’ve been stuck to me since.

It was such an honor to meet not only an incredible musician, but a fucking brilliant writer. Essentially, he’s the perfect expression of an Artist. I realize from his perspective there’s probably something slightly creepy about someone paying fifty bucks to ask you a question and take a photo… but he didn’t show that at all. He was an amazing host of hugs and love.

I look forward to the next time and place I catch up with him again…

Tweet about this on TwitterShare on Google+Share on RedditShare on FacebookPin on PinterestShare on Tumblr

allen stone. a favorite, best night.

October 10, 2014 Posted by gretchen

allen stone IMG_1076 IMG_1111It’s pushing 1am blog tribe. Allen Stone rocked my world inside out and upside down.

The first time I heard his music I felt like we would meet. And then when I found out that I used to sit next to his girlfriend’s brother’s girl at my last job in Australia… I mean, come ON.

I put on tasseled cowboy boots and my Allen Stone t-shirt earlier and clicked my heels over to Terminal 5. This is where I had the complete pleasure of meeting the fine gentleman that is Allen Stone. He is exactly the way that he seems to be, a glowing, art-soul whose beam alone lights up a room. Once he starts to sing? Forget it.

I was so excited, I was literally shaking. Allen Stone’s music has been important and special to me since I first discovered him by accident over the summer. It’s not too often I can listen to lyrics. He’s such a beautiful Writer, his words are a pleasure.

So I thought it would be super cool if I brought my book for him to hold in a photo, that in itself made my month. But when we hugged goodbye and he said, “Can I keep this?” I felt like I got electrocuted – but in a super-good, amazing way.

Definitely a night I’ll remember for lifetimes. Meeting him was certainly de ja vu. Maybe one day I’ll catch up with him and his pretty lady down under.

Inside of this circle, there are no corners to hide. Every line I follow leads me back inside. Gravity pulls me from the center, every time.

Tweet about this on TwitterShare on Google+Share on RedditShare on FacebookPin on PinterestShare on Tumblr
  • Subscribe

    • RSS Feed
    • Instagram
    • Twitter
  • Who's Online

    11 visitors online now
  • popular topics

  • select archives

  • DISCLAIMER

    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.
 
Content Protected Using Blog Protector By: PcDrome.