Namaste loyal readers & cult affiliates I've been in the sticks for a lush three days. I'm staying indefinitely through mid-Septemberish. I'm certain a city sway will occur sporadically, New York City is irresistible on any day - summer is entirely something else. A friend of mine smiled at me a couple of weeks ago and said, "I'm glad you're from the country." Considering my current address and history with the town I love, it's not usually...
Sunday was Pride in New York City. We danced down streets and drank pitchers of margaritas on hotel rooftops, surrounded by rainbows and love. I'm settling into my new situation of working remotely. Considering my office is a ten minute walk from my writing desk at home, and it's in one of the most beautiful buildings in town - with a lovely set of fellow Writers; I don't particularly mind attending. That said, I like having my own schedule....
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...
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. The symbolism to this, I suppose, is as significant as my recent bouts of silence. In a few months I'll enter the final year of my dirty thirties. And believe me, they were quite dirty. I don't really believe in the whole age/time thing. But...
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...