I am not on a roll. I am in a holding pattern. I am not flying high, but sitting low. Like a marine layer.
From my front porch, I can see the marine layer. The dense, moist cloud rising from the Pacific Ocean, suppressed by the eastern heat, hiding the Olympics. I am like that marine layer, suspended and slow moving. It is summer. It is difficult to find the time to write. Because I row in the early mornings, design software in the afternoons, and make chocolate into the late evenings. We have a chocolate company and two employees this year to help us staff the farmer’s market. So I am trying to offload that work. But offloading work takes work. In the beginning at least.
The Puget Sound is like a time machine, hiding things and then spewing them back onto its shores at the time and place of its choosing. – Sarah Jio
Evaporating.
Things That Nourished My Writing: June 6 - 24.
FILM
Marighella. A film about the life of a Brazilian revolutionary.
FOOD
Bellflower Chocolate Company’s Ginger Dips™. Addictive! If I must say so myself.
Hazy IPAs on the grass with Will at the Olympic Sculpture Park.
LITERARY
Edna O’Brien is reportedly a very good writer so I’ve been reading her book Saints and Sinners but honestly, I’m just not that into it.
Any food writing in the New York Times Magazine.
MUSIC
Joni Mitchell’s Blue.
In the car with Bria and Meg Trainor.
PLACES
Sculling on Lake Union.
Hazy IPAs on the grass with Will at the Olympic Sculpture Park.