February 2012
2 posts
January 2012
9 posts
John Steinbeck on Falling in Love: A 1958 Letter... →
New York
November 10, 1958
Dear Thom:
We had your letter this morning. I will answer it from my point of view and of course Elaine will from hers.
First — if you are in love — that’s a good thing — that’s about the best thing that can happen to anyone. Don’t let anyone make it small or light to you.
Second — There are several kinds of love. One is a selfish, mean, grasping, egotistical...
Sex
I think most people who talk incessantly about feminism and gender roles and being “at one” with your body are the people who are most uncomfortable with their own sexuality and body and life. Everyone I know who is super comfortable with their sexuality (this includes most of the people I surround myself with, because they’re the only ones I relate to) DON’T NEED TO TALK...
“little dark girl with
kind eyes
when it comes time to
use the knife
I won’t...”
– Raw With Love, Charles Bukowski (via sodade)
This is why he is my favorite poet.
“Seconds ticked by as the sun made its lazy journey from the right side of their...”
– And once again- again- again, back to work on my novel. The thing I am most passionate about in the world.
December 2011
6 posts
November 2011
10 posts
UGH
I bought a $10 box of blackish hair dye, thinking I would go darker for winter (I used to always do this, but at the salon). It didn’t work. It made my hair a sort of uniform reddish very dark brown, while normally my hair is a naturally hilighted mix of black + reddish brown. So basically it just made my hair look like the fake version of my natural color. It’s my fault. I went for...
Facebook chat conversation with Drew
Me: KISSS
Me: PISS
Me: DISS
Me: HISS
Drew: swiss
Me: you don't love me
Drew: YESS I DO
Me: :I(
Me: AHAHHA I accidentally made hitler sad face
*: I think this dialogue sums our relationship up. Also, it is a rare insight into my weirdness. Also also, I was trying to just make a :( face, but I think I'm signing all my correspondences from this moment forth with the "hitler sad face" aka :l(. Drew said afterwards: "it's hitler at the end of the war." Also I've decided in my life that save for official documents, I will not capitalize hitler's name. There, take that.
October 2011
6 posts
Reflecting on worse times, not now.
I’m in one of my nostalgia loops I am so prone to falling into. I get lonely for myself from another year. I get lonely for other places and smells and feelings and routines. I don’t know why. And then there are these other times in the recent past that I look back on and cringe because I see I was SO miserable and living such a sad depressed existence. I want those times to go away....
September 2011
7 posts
VAMPIRES
kellyoxford:
Don’t think too much about it, or you’ll remember we’ve already seen them age, just enjoy the whole “Are Cage and Travolta Vampires?” thing and let’s hope for more.
I can’t stop laughing. YES!
No Quarter
On Tuesday I turned 25. I always have a lot of thoughts regarding age (likely because I’ve always had a strange relationship with my own) but this landmark has gotten me thinking about it more than usual.
When I say I have a strange relationship to my own age it’s roughly because of these factors:
I am an only child
My parents are slightly older than average for the mid-1980s (at...
Read about me and look at my face! →
This is my first big write up as a writer (not including reviews). It’s a major opera publication so I’m very very lucky that the writer took a liking to my work when he saw it in July. Landmark moment.
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Chapter X
“Sepp thought of death, and for him death was her, and following that, death was beautiful. Before one knows death, it stands a force all its own. But once it digs its claws into skin which fore knew your kisses, death permanently attaches itself to all memories of that skin. They become death, and death is no more simply evil or feared, but from then on has an element of love to it which...
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August 2011
4 posts
Tonight Tonight
2:56am. In my bed at the South end of my apartment. Out the window, through wind-dancing trees I see the moon flicker so near to civilization, seemingly touching it, that I mistake it for something manmade, too. I wonder why she reaches down to us, so ugly compared with her. I have fresh sheets on the bed, one of my favorite feelings in all of life, and the light quilt I’m using was made by...
July 2011
9 posts
First review in, nothing to complain about yet! →
Tonight
Tonight I had a very strange, frightening experience and it’s left me shaken and feeling so many different things. I met my parents at their apartment in manhattan for dinner- we left, walked to a restaurant around the corner and sat outside leisurely for just over an hour. At midnight when we returned to their apartment (I had to pick some stuff up, so I was going to go upstairs with them)...
My Opera →
I don’t usually use this blog as a platform for anything regarding work- but just wanted to let you all know about my opera that is having performances in two weeks! Tickets available at the link above.
The truth about vintage
My boyfriend, our friends, and I are asked on a daily (hourly) basis: “do you really dress like this all the time?” and people want to know how and all that. And the real trick to being a true, full-time vintage wearer/celebrator is that it’s about function and NOT just fashion as people might assume. For example, guys like my boyfriend have buttons sewn into all their trousers...