When it comes to the blog, I've been kind of quiet lately.
Sometimes I feel like I need to retreat into myself to kind of re-assess what I'm doing creatively.
I am missing the city something terrible. Winter in the city always made me very happy.
I would get up really early and get tea and go for a walk on the charles. It reminded me of Love Story. Then I would go back to my room and do work and then later take a nap when the early-setting sun was beating in. I like napping in sun like a cat. And then the winter nights. I miss movies alone at the Brattle and wandering neighborhoods and walking to the houses of poets and moon reflecting off of the snow. Nighttime watercolor skies that looked impossibly blue.
Someday, someday.
3 comments:
I can see some new paintings in what you said.
Can just picture one with your curled up like a kitty by the window;) Maybe a bit of morphing going on.
I think I have been stuck in the house too much too, lol.
Debbie
Hi...
I found your blog via Etsy (I'm a also a writer) and decided to look you up because I used to live in Boston.
I find your recent entries comforting, much like bookstores.
I hope you don't mind if I continue reading your journal.
Thanks,
Carissa
Carissa,
Thanks so much for what you said. it comforts me to know that someone else finds comfort in what I write. :) Always feel free to read my blog.
love,
amanda
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