What I’m Reading
I just started Per Petterson‘s Out Stealing Horses, recommended by Beth Kephart, whose taste in books I trust implicitly. So far, and I am only a few chapters in, it’s beautiful. Already there is a scene that haunts me, involving a crushed birds nest. It’s one of those moments that is so richly drawn, I can see it, feel it, will always see it as if it happened to me. I’m hoping to learn a lot from this writer.
What I’m Writing
Finishing final revisions to RABBIT ISLAND and that’s it. I’ve decided to take a break from writing anything new for the month of June. Then July will be dedicated to research for The Oyster Book before I dive into a draft in August. There are some short stories and essays I’d like to polish up and send out into the world.
What Inspires Me Right Now
The written words of others. As always.
What Else I’ve Been Up To
I thought maybe an instagram collage would help explain the days.
Yesterday, before attending a wonderful event about writing history for children (more on this later) I stopped in Washington Square Park. The fountain looks a bit like it’s sprouting up into the sun.
Our summer CSA has begun, which means a summer full of fresh local greens and experimenting with unknown vegetables that over the years we’ve come to know a little better (kohlrabi, tatsoi, etc.) These strawberries are actually from the farmer’s market but I thought they were really beautiful.
Last weekend I went to the Belmont Stakes for the first time in many years. I loved the beautiful clothes and hats. After watching a few races, we left early, and did what my family does best: eat pasta at one of the local Italian joints with the best bolognese I have ever tasted. It turned out to be a good day.
Beyond that, I’ve been struggling a bit at work. I hesitate to write about my job here because I realize it’s public but my boss and coworkers know my frustration and unhappiness. I’ve been working to change this part of my life, working very hard, and, while I sense a shift, I have yet to see a real change. Part of the hands-off approach I mentioned last week is letting go a bit, allowing the universe to decide what is best for me. I don’t see this as giving up. I’m hoping that two years of hard work and persistence to make a transition will open the doors I’ve been banging at. It’s summer. It’s time to reassess, to step back and just be for a while.