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sunshine laws

I think the idea of keeping up a blog is a charming, weirdly outdated thing, but I still feel the compulsion to keep one. I’ve thought a lot recently about the impermanence of connection in the digital world I choose to live and work in.

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Obsession

I’ve given up calling it anything else. Seven Brides is an obsession, a project that feels like it’s taking forever to finish and yet I can’t let go of. I don’t write that statement out of complaint, but instead mingled fascination, and gratitude. 

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2015 in books

Unlike last year, I made my goal explicit: 50 books in 2015. Goodreads posted a lovely Year In Books page, which shows what I did this year, but I tend to capture this sort of thing for my own memory: (raw list here)

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Ends and means

I can say, finally, after five years and seven months:

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State of the household

There have been some changes. More on that soon. The current state of the household:

  • Kolohe (my 11-year-old tabby): “Eh, whatever. Can has ear rubs, humans?”
  • Frank (Noah’s 17-year-old tuxie): “New cats? Whatevs. I’ve done this before. That food looks tasty.”
  • Toph (Noah’s 2-year-old):NOPE. Not coming out of the sewing room. I’m chickenshit.”

and then there’s Beryl. Oh, Beryl.

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Diaspora

Time gets away from you. It’s easy to lose track, even if you’re not trying, and – let’s be honest – I was trying. I can’t feign shock or surprise that life moved on while I was dealing with other issues; now all I can do is choose how much of it I want to reclaim, and in what fashion.

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