I've been tempted to log back on to twitter, to save my account before the thirty days is up. I've resisted that temptation. I've lost track of my phone several times in the last six days, since completely exiting the social media merry-go-round. No sooner was I tempted to get back on twitter, than… Continue reading The Vibe Changed
I've fallen in love with the work of Joan Didion. Her observations on life, her dealings with grief, with the death of both her husband and her daughter within two years of one another, her belief in the value of introspection, of sorting ones own thoughts, arranging them in a manner that increases their clarity… Continue reading Saint Joan
I've kept some kind of a notebook, or journal, since junior high. Thankfully, the majority of them have gone the way of the wind. I suppose that's a nice way of saying that I destroyed them at one time or another. I recall erasing every word one January, in some other life a million years… Continue reading An Unraveled Hem, Joan Didion
"To free ourselves from the expectations of others, to give us back to ourselves, there lies the great singular power of self-respect." ~ Joan Didion
"We tell ourselves stories in order to live. To see enough and write it down, I tell myself, and then some day when I am only going through the motions and doing what I am supposed to do which is write, on that bankrupt morning I will simply open my notebook and there it will… Continue reading Quotes from Joan Didion.