i’m back

14 01 2009

Yes, I disappeared for awhile.  It was completely unintentional, and I don’t have a very good reason for it.  I just find once I get out of the habit, it’s easier to not do it than to do it.

There’s another reason too.  I’ve been writing again.  I haven’t really talked about it here, and part of the reason that I haven’t been blogging as much or as thoroughly is that I devote what spare time I have to my writing.  I took a playwriting course back in the fall and it has lead me down a surprising, but really positive path, and it’s given me more confidence in my writing (the key thing I was lacking before).

I’m trying to get back on track though.

I have a few books I read during my break that I don’t really remember well enough to post about, but I will post soon about my latest read: The Cellist of Sarajevo.





i am…

21 11 2008

I found a link to the Typealyzer on the Little Professor‘s blog and thought I’d see what it came up with for me.

Apparently I am:

ISFP – The Artists

“The gentle and compassionate type. They are especially attuned their inner values and what other people need. They are not friends of many words and tend to take the worries of the world on their shoulders. They tend to follow the path of least resistance and have to look out not to be taken advantage of.

They often prefer working quietly, behind the scene as a part of a team. They tend to value their friends and family above what they do for a living.”





photo of the day: the elusive hot chocolate

27 10 2008

This may look like an average cup of hot chocolate in my new favourite mug (I find the green very calming, though the lack of handle presents more challenges than I imagined when I bought it), but it is anything but.

A few years ago, I was lucky enough to spend two days in France visiting the memorials and cemeteries of WWI.  We stayed at a little hotel in Bapaume and had a fairly good dinner at which – and this is the only time this has happened to me so you know how rarely I eat at upscale establishments – the waiter brushed my place with a little brush and dustpan (crumb pan, I suppose I should call it).  Breakfast, though, as the true highlight because I had the most delicious chocolat ever.  I have tried since that time to find a hot chocolate powder or recipe that would equal that dark chocolat goodness and my taste buds and my wallet have been disappointed ever since.

But that has ended now.  I finally found something very much akin to it in powder form at – of all places – Winners.  Yummy!  I’d give away the brand name, but I’m afraid that there’d be such a run on it that I would be without this decadent treat again…





wordle

20 06 2008

Regular blogging should begin in approximately a week and a half. Until then I’ve found another site to rave about (in additoin to Picnik and Lunapic) – Wordle.

I created the following image using words from a paragraph from an article I wrote about Sarah Daniels madness plays.

Good thing I have two months of spectacular unemployment ahead of me to play with all these new websites.





Why Blogging Might Be Difficult Today…

1 02 2008

…someone’s decided to take a nap on my MacBook.





Worst Case Scenario

28 01 2008

If things go poorly on the first day of my new teaching assignment, I think I might run away to the Scottish Highlands.

I’m sure the weather isn’t as nice as when this was taken (August), but I’m sure it will be just as peaceful.





Blame it on Flickr

19 01 2008

No, actually, blame should be placed on the Artsy Mama’s old digital camera, which is now my new digital camera. I’ve been takin more photographs. It is something I’ve always thought I would like to pursue, for myself, on my own time. And I have been a bit recently with the lull in work. Deciding to back up those recent photos lead me to backing up all my old digital photos using Flickr and I realized there were quite a few shots that might be worthy posting and, occasional, talking about. So this is the first post attempting to do just that. And there might be more of this. Who really knows? I’m quite fickle sometimes.

I don’t have much to say about this picture. It is from a cathedral in Edinburgh. I found myself fascinated with stained glass quite few times on that visit, with the beauty and fragility of it, particularly the shards that clung to ruins of the cathedral in Coventry, though that is for another post, I think.

This picture caught my attention today because of the glimmer of light I caught quite by accident and I have been thinking about light and snatches of light in the air because I’ve just been watching Evening. I can’t say that I really liked it and I found some of the dialogue quite jarring, and yet I found myself starting to cry about half an hour from the end and then being unable to stop, just the glimpses of light and joy and sadness and beauty and family that made up the ending of the film – and, most particularly, a remembrance of stars.

And there was this line the character of Ann says that I think I must try to remember, particularly right now, particularly the very last part of it: “There’s no such thing as a mistake. You get nervous, but you sing anyways.”

And here, as I glanced through my photographs, there was this burst of light that I don’t even remember being in the picture. It must have always been there, but for some reason I didn’t notice. Perhaps the time wasn’t right.