Or, good luck movin’ up Among other recent life changes, most of which have been for the better, I’m in the process of moving from more central Berlin to more woods- and lake-adjacent Berlin. I’ll miss my current neighborhood, to be sure, but I’m looking forward to spending the warmer months closer to nature. PackingContinue reading “I’m movin’ out!”
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“Hello, it’s the past”
In a good way! Well, I don’t know about anybody else, but I can safely say this is the best year-beginning I’ve had in a while. I spent New Year’s Eve and much of New Year’s Day with a dear friend, walking around her neighborhood, meeting other friends of hers, counting lessons from the yearContinue reading ““Hello, it’s the past””
Who is Hot Girl?
In which I strike up a new friendship with myself I conducted a workshop last month where I guided a series of short writing sessions with a corresponding series of prompts. One great thing about the work I do (paid and unpaid) is that it allows me to exercise the lessons I learn from otherContinue reading “Who is Hot Girl?”
Edie, Again
A costumed tribute Halloween weekend was a strange one this year, and I had to delay and transform some planned things. It turned out to suit the personality I evoked, who was always fashionably late. Today marks fifty years since we lost Edith Minturn Sedgwick. I didn’t foresee at the time I first explored herContinue reading “Edie, Again”
On Taste & Its Influences
In which I shop genealogy Recently I got way too worked up (as usual) over music (as usual). Or, not so much the music itself as the reason behind its place in my life. I was wondering about the way I’d come to appreciate certain genres and artists and whether it would have worked outContinue reading “On Taste & Its Influences”
New Fears from Pandemic Me
Or, a year and a half in mini-phobias I realized I ought to counterbalance the habits list, because these eighteen months haven’t been all new quirks and self-improvement and bleak jokes about the End Times. Here are some things I’ve developed irrational, or maybe rational, aversions to—some of which are really just the habits’ flipContinue reading “New Fears from Pandemic Me”
New Habits from Pandemic Me
Or, a year and a half in additions, subtractions, and alterations Sending messages just to say hi when I think of people, with no expectation of a reply Writing things down immediately when they cross my mind, meaning there are post-its all over my room & I sometimes wake up to a Notes app fullContinue reading “New Habits from Pandemic Me”
I Love Edie
In which I mount a defense *CW: eating disorders, assault, drug abuse* Several months back, I read Karen Karbo’s In Praise of Difficult Women, a collection of profiles of women who transformed industries, championed causes, or lived some type of way. Among the profiled is Edie Sedgwick, who clearly belonged to the last of theseContinue reading “I Love Edie”
I Feel Fine (Or Not)
In which I pull apart a Weltanschauung *CW: suicide ideation* German coming along, is it? LOL I learned that word years ago from The 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee. Good weekend, all. This is not a Beatles post; sorry to anyone who may feel misled. Today I’m wondering whether, or when, to say you’reContinue reading “I Feel Fine (Or Not)”
The Wilsonian Institute
In which some old, old feelings meet new context Maybe it was the gummi bears. When I sat down with a bag of Haribo Goldbären to Love & Mercy, the biopic covering (in)famous periods in the life of Brian Wilson and the career of The Beach Boys, I thought about how this piece of workContinue reading “The Wilsonian Institute”