I never want to be categorized as anything based on what I’m doing in any given moment. There are two things I’d own up to – being spiritual and being a Writer. But I’m not trying to create a “spiritual writer” brand by any means.
We can taste spring here in Manhattan today, it’s going to be 20 degrees C, around 72F. I’m about to get ready to go read the Wall Street Journal and observe the concept of money moving on Earth. Then I’ll write about it.
I have a really interesting job for a beautiful company, it’s a blessing – really.
I hope you are all well. I promise my next book is really coming soon. It’s gritty and complicated, like me.
Happy Saturday blog tribe. I’m happy to report, I didn’t actually dump my boyfriend. I feel like I was temporarily thrust into one of those icky dating things where people act like dickbags but then have to wash it out of their hair and deal with their feelings.
So yesterday I dealt with my feelings. I’ll probably see my boyfriend later on. Continue reading
And she saved me, Manhattan picked me up, brushed me off and gave me a chance to use the only resource I have beyond my every day being – ink – and build a life for myself in midtown, Writing. Continue reading
The book is bouncing and soaring around. Over the past two months, I’ve really visited each character and their complexities. I’m starting to add subtle details and motivations. And pages fill, paragraphs get slashed – and I’m creating something I’m really proud of.
In other news – we had an ill snowstorm last weekend, the second largest in Manhattan history, so I was told. We dove in snowbanks… I carried designer shoes in my Mulberry bag, slipping into open-toe stilettos during Sunday brunch at The Waldorf.
The dreaded January detox went pear-shaped this year, so it’s become the terrible February cleanse. No caffeine, no alcohol… and a very small amount of laughing and smiles allowed. I’ve been mad busy at work and frankly a Friday vodka is exactly what I need to look forward to trying to process 30 reports a day.
Work will be slower next month… that means more novel finishing time. And more exercise time. The gym is my second best friend lately, after the puppies.
Needless to say, I’m mainly trying to stay occupied and not lose my mind in the ugh of winter’s freezingness. I’ve already booked three tropical holidays for the year… and counting.
I still make time for other important things – cooking from scratch, going dancing, long walks around the city… I’m betting on these things to be amongst my saving graces during the terrible February cleanse.
Mainly, I’m excited to finish book. Then it’s time to plan my path back to Australia.
For those of you still around, all of the love in the world to you. I’ve been thinking a lot about FollowMeToNYC lately. I’ve also received a handful of messages after my last post asking how to find me these days. Continue reading
FollowMeToNYC is a creative processing ground which expresses individual ideas that often change with the tides. Naturally, these ideas do not reflect those of any of my employers, or anyone else you might see me wandering down the street with one day.