(Glorious and brassy fanfare, with banners hanging off the long trumpetty things they used to use in the old jousting movies)

Allow me to proudly present, my great big novel, Floating World: ThreadsThere are two kinds of people in the world: humans, and a people twice the size of humans, who float. This is their story ( Read more... )

all along the road
lamp-post seagull sentinels
waiting for the storm

We just had a lovely thunderstorm actually, and the above haiku was something I saw during my outing earlier.  I'm glad I got my errands done beforehand!

I was working with a funny little dream fragment this morning -- a little bottle of eyedrops.  So I started by asking them what ( Read more... )

Today I was presented with jellyfish.

A chandelier made of unconnected firefly lights, in the overall shape of a jellyfish.

A class where it was taught how to pull jellyfish from sand.  A big, gentle guy helping to pull this squashy jellyfish out of sand - I get the sense that once it is pulled out, it can be restored, it will live.  Also beautiful ( Read more... )

Today is a golden dawn.  I know tomorrow is the Solstice Proper but waking out of dreams I suddenly feel I should watch it today.  It catches me by the heart - I am gasping, sobbing, as the sky turns gold, as the brightness spreads, before the Sun itself is even visible through the leaves.  It comes like stars, I can see it rising, the twinkling ( Read more... )

There’s a quiet celebration
All around us, we’re caressed
Every breath an incantation
Inside, outside, we are blessed
At our sudden jubilation
We can be the honoured guest
All the world’s a revelation
Follow joy, the only quest

And the stars are made of diamonds
And the moon is made of snow
And when it melts it makes the dew
That settles down ( Read more... )

Listen...I went for a walk on Christmas Eve...

I wanted to hear the sleighbells.

When I was little I could always hear them, Christmas Eve.  Even the week before, I remember little me from the pictures, stuffed into a fuzzy pink coat, carried high in my Daddy's arms, on the way to the car as the snow fell I remember hearing them so clearly in ( Read more... )

I joke that I am, among other things, a minor stuffed animal deity.  I expect you’ll hear more about that at some point soon, but it’s the start of my story, to give a grain of explanation to a story that starts with an adult human buying a stuffed animal for herself.

I bought a stuffed toy fox recently, a little one, double-hand sized, red and ( Read more... )

It was last Autumn that did it for me.

Last Autumn had to be the most glorious Autumn I have ever seen.  We had so much rain in the Summer that the trees were drunk with it, the colours were delirious, and the trees glowed in the dark.  It was heady, you'd stand under them and go into bliss-trance.  The squirrels were fat.

I wanted to share this.

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After several months of frowning at the last post (considering what happened after I did that last post), I've decided to leave it up and just press on -- this is supposed to be a blog, after all, and best to bury the historical moment in happier ones rather than pull it out and deny its existence.  It happened, upsetting as it was, and we all bore ( Read more... )

I posted this on a note on my facebook page yesterday, but here it is on the blog.  Heaven knows why I didn't think to post it here as well, though to be honest, it's been a very distracting month ( Read more... )