It wasn’t a resolution of mine, but it just so happens that with the new year I’ve been starting each morning with a bit of drawing and a lot of clarinet practice. As far as the drawing goes, Daughter gave me these cool watercolor markers that are incredibly fun. One end has a brush tip… Read More The reason for my extended absence is simple: I’ve been doodling.
Recently at work I found this email in my spam folder. It was such a delight, I simply had to share it with you. I’m giving it to you intact, exactly as it came to me. Before you read it, I just want to point out how visually stunning this email is. With its random… Read More Rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated.
Last Tuesday, sometime in the late afternoon, the Feeding on Folly site went down. A light within the blogging universe was extinguished. Did you sense it? Alas, it was a dark day, my friends. A dark three days, to be exact. Our Feeding on Folly Lady was not seen again until late Friday evening, when… Read More Like a phoenix, we rise from the ashes! aka: surviving blog failure
Ah, man, I like chickadees! Yeah, sorry about that. Listen, we really wanted to talk about chickadees – and tell you about other visitors to the bird feeder! – but a certain angel chick on our shoulder was having none of it. She claimed we needed to do a follow up from last week’s post,… Read More No chickadees this week. Instead, let’s talk more about racism
Okay. So. Here I am beginning a blog post with both Okay and So. The sure sign a blogger is in a slump and feeling desperate. Not only have I not been posting for the last, oh, two weeks or so, I haven’t been writing or reading or facebook-ing or any other social media-ing. I… Read More Thoughts on ghosting, heart attacks, and the art of a finely made mojito
I’m taking a lesson from my wise friend Andrew and decided not to wait for something clever to pop into my head before I wrote a blog post. Just write, he said. So that’s what I’m doing. Just writing. (The advantage of this is that if you don’t like the result, blame Andrew.) It’s 25°… Read More On white decor, deaf dogs, and a folly-challenged blog
According to my blog’s stat page, I haven’t written squat since Christmas Eve. Is that right? *receives note* Okay, my editor says I shouldn’t openly admit how long it’s been since I last wrote, and… *receives another note* Okay, I’m also not supposed to mention how my editor sends me notes. *receives third note* Oh… Read More Ceiling Theology
Several bloggers I follow recently announced they will be taking a break from blogging. Most gave a time frame for their return, others said, “we’ll see.” They will be missed, but I commend them for taking a needed rest. Especially those who said it wasn’t fun anymore. I mean, if you’re not enjoying this blogging… Read More On blogging, self-analysis, and a whole lotta $%*t
I’ve been terribly negligent with my inbox. So many unread emails, so much blog reading I’ve fallen behind on. So little writing done that I’ve lost the ability to see a proper, preposition-free way to end that last sentence. I’ll catch up on the blog reading, no worries there. Preposition-free endings are over-rated, so sail… Read More The Scary State of My Inbox, Shirley Jackson, and Other Halloween Horrors