the world & words of a new york city writer

gretchen is a writer in new york city

Tag: soul (page 1 of 59)

vikings. sunrise.

I spent last night sipping icy vodkas on a midtown rooftop with a viking. There were five of us all up, representing four continents.

I’ve already started the story… That said, my bloody writing section of this page is still a disaster from when I had a tanty and tore it down.

Lucky I’m being easy on myself, head shakes are all I can say about that. Soon to be sorted.

Summer changes my entire world. The decade-ish I spent in Australia was warm weather galore. The only rough thing about coming back to my beloved Manhattan was that I hate winter. I belong outside with bare feet. Preferably climbing a mango tree.

The viking doesn’t fancy the summer, he reckoned it was way too hot yesterday.

I also made a friend at our table from Botswana while I was on the roof last night; she invited me there for my birthday in September. I’m sure the climate in Africa will be a lush way to kick of this 39th year around.

I like that all of this occurred a ten minute wander away from my new writing desk.

I was up at 5am today to watch the sunrise. Once summer arrives, I truly worship every moment of it. It becomes even more precious when it’s taken away for about ten months every year. Some people like seasons, I basically prefer summer. Although autumn in New England has a life of her own.

It’s wonderful to feel better. The silence did me more good than I hoped for.

solstice. simplify.

Yesterday I celebrated the summer solstice. I watched the sun come up over the east river and dip down into the Hudson on the longest day of light.

As a light creature, the longest lit day is very important. Continue reading

bloody tags

I had to take Fronkles to the vet a few weeks ago, because something was off. When the vet asked what the issue was, I replied, “I’m not sure, but I reckon he’s been eating the bloody garbage.”

The vet, with a straight face looked at me and said, “What kind of blood was it?”

And I was like, “Wow.” Continue reading

hello june

Six months later…

I’ve never gone so long in silence since I started this webpage in 2009.

Viva introspection.

Summertime in New York City if officially upon us. I’ve spent the past few months hitting keys; having my heart broken a couple times; and plotting and scheming on the reg.

The freedom that I have and life that I managed to build here baffles me, particularly when I click around this webpage. Certain periods that I revisit feel like a literally different life to me.

Recently I renewed my lease for another twelve months. That will put my gypsy feet in this apartment for three years – which is a record for me. Aside from the house I grew up in, I’ve never been anyplace that long since I left my folks crib in the middle of the night 17 years ago. Continue reading

let me love you

he had these
long legs and blue
eyes and i
immediately
complied with a
completely. please
could you possibly
keep me? hold
this disheartened
heart that holds
anything close. that
comes with this
imperfect perfection. Continue reading

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