I took this picture one afternoon last week, from my seat at the desk where I spend so much of my time. This second week of the new year feels like it’s all real now, like it’s time to sink into our regular lives again, whether they are defined by new words or not. I’m feeling uninspired right now. A few short updates, instead.
1. I’m not much of a resolution person. Nevertheless, I think it’s really valuable to be reminded of what our priorities are as we launch into a new year. These glorious words by Jena Strong, on this topic, took my breath away. The simplest acts of tending, full of meaning, full of metaphor. Oh yes. And she quotes these extraordinary lines, suggesting this as one alternative to the standard resolutions, and I nodded vigorously and blinked away tears. May we all remember to feel the wonder.
Drink the awe
It’s a brutally fast-paced, Facebooked, hypertext-drunk world, my loves, and it’s just ridiculously easy to take it all for granted, to sit there and type your message into your glorious little device and attach a video and send it halfway round the world as you sip your coffee that came from 8,000 miles away and think nothing of it all, when in fact there are roughly 1,008 astonishing miracles banging around your life right this second if you just were able to realize their wobbly gifts. What a thing.
2. I finished a draft manuscript of my memoir! Yikes. Scary. I’m am now looking for an agent. Wish me luck!
3. It was a huge pleasure to meet a few online friends last week. Christine Koh from Boston Mamas, Rachel Bertsche from MWF Seeking BFF, and Katie Leigh from cakes, teas, and dreams. My experience certainly defies that who claim that online friendships are not real, and I have mostly been hugely impressed by everyone I’ve met in person who I knew here first. These three women were no exception.
4. I’m devouring everything Michael Ondaatje wrote that I haven’t yet read. His poetry, his novels. It surprises me, over and over again, that my favorite fiction writer is a man, but there it is. The working title of the novel I’m working on is drawn from a line from one of his books, and Divisadero is one of the books I love best of all.
5. Grace (and sometimes Whit) and I are in a habit of going for walks around the neighborhood as much as we can. We notice the nests in bare branches, we notice the houses that still have Christmas (or Halloween) decorations up, we notice the light on trees, we notice the different colors in the sky. Even in this barren season, of early darkness and raw cold, there is so much beauty.
What are you doing these January days?
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