Children Playing Before a Statue of Hercules
Sadly I had abandoned Livejournal for Facebook. There was this time, not too long ago, that I thought it could replace LJ. There was a flurry of "notes" written by people. 25 things, etc. What happened to that? In intense wave, and then a disappearance. It got people to write. Unexpected people. It was viral. Little pieces of intimacy, disseminated. Why did it go away? Perhaps I should generate another virus. I started a "10 Regrets" but it did not catch on. Some found it too depressing.
And so the answer is to return to LJ. To sum up the past several months would necessitate descriptions of: Friday-night fatigue; a fleece robe; missing Adderall; Dad as the most unlikely doctor of the most unlikely friend; trying to generate business; the constant urge for the quickie NYC weekend trip.
I have not read much. This morning I am reading a Lorrie Moore story, and I finished a very short Tobias Wolfe short story. I want to read The Glass Palace because Yas so highly recommends it. I have the new Toni Morrison but have not touched it; nor have I heard much about it. I read Monocole magazine and love the photographs (all film).
And so the answer is to return to LJ. To sum up the past several months would necessitate descriptions of: Friday-night fatigue; a fleece robe; missing Adderall; Dad as the most unlikely doctor of the most unlikely friend; trying to generate business; the constant urge for the quickie NYC weekend trip.
I have not read much. This morning I am reading a Lorrie Moore story, and I finished a very short Tobias Wolfe short story. I want to read The Glass Palace because Yas so highly recommends it. I have the new Toni Morrison but have not touched it; nor have I heard much about it. I read Monocole magazine and love the photographs (all film).