I wake up sane. At least, as something passing for sane. A sense of calm, a sense of something better, or at least different, approaching. There is always something new to learn.
In responding to a letter from a dear friend who has asked for my blog URL, I choose links to a few entries rather than subjecting him to the whole, sometimes badly written saga. I was cheered to think that once in a while, I actually say something that holds up over time - for me, anyway.
And because I'm not much in a writing mood right now, and some of you have started reading here recently, I'm going to post links to the pieces I'm not embarrassed to have written.
Of Sandals and Sealing Wax
You are what you (h)ate
Night of the Iguana
The Habit of Sorrow
Eva
Thanks for allowing me to rerun. And for sticking with me through the not-so-hot times and not-so-eloquent entries.
10 comments:
what nonsense! you have never written post without wit or charm, girl.
onwards and upwards. tomorrow is another day!
Hi what a great blog u got here! I found you via Darkmind's comments. Who I must've found ages ago ... somehow or other because he's been in my links list for months just sitting there. Finally I saw his name today and thought "I wonder what that's all about" ... saw your arresting portrait and here I am. I love your arty pic below as well. Lovely!
G
"Gledwood Vol 2"
Oh good, hadn't read a couple of those. But, as Marcos says, your posts are never lacking. And we like the piccy below, as well!
Smile, girl, smile!
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Lj, I've caught up with the last three posts. I'm so sorry. This is shitty for you.
I send my love and good thoughts. And you are right. There is always something nerw to learn.
xoxoxo
.. or new to learn, even. :-)
You denigrate your blog so, but I think the whole of it is a lovely tapestry. It's a beautiful reflection of a poetic gypsy soul.
Well put, phlegmfatale: a beautiful reflection of a poetic gypsy soul. I would only add that there is a genuiness about everything you write here, that you say and feel on this blog, that is at once courageous and utterly tactile in its reach.
You also spend a great deal of time checking in on many of us who also in habit this sphere, offering support and kindness.
You know the mojo comes and goes.
Still checking in.
Me too.
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