The Verbs: Summering and Writing
It's hard to have a slow, country summer when you live in the city. But with an oceanic lake, bird sanctuary, new puppy, and miles of parks abloom with flowers, it's a little easier. Summer simultaneously feels like my most productive season and the season when I'm like, "What do you mean I'm supposed to be doing something? I'm Summering, that's the only thing." But, it turns out, even when you're Summering, if you are a writer, you are also writing. Even if you're not writin
Results and Writing: What if your words do not achieve anything?
An icy April dip in Lake Michigan I know the title of this blog post is rather grim. But I stumbled across two bits of writing about writing that I thought were incredibly pertinent to The Point of spending hours and hours toiling away on books. One is a poem by William Butler Yeats. Read it at least eight or twenty eight times. It's that good. Where My Books go All the words that I utter, And all the words that I write, Must spread out their wings untiring, And never rest in
How to rediscover old wisdom and whimsy
Sisters on the monkey bars My Grandy at almost 90 still sends cards for every conceivable holiday to her incredibly lucky grandchildren, and untold other fortunate acquaintances in her address book. My Valentine's Day card included a couple photos, including this one of my sister and I playing on the monkey bars when we were kids As always, my Grandy is imparting not one important wisdom with her card, but two! The first, of course, is the card itself The importance of writte
