I haven’t been blogging much lately. Actually, I haven’t been blogging at all. I suppose it’s been the combination of a new job, new apartment, massive life changes, etc. that have made me stay away from my own website. But not anymore!

Because November is National Writing Month, and goshdarnit I’m gonna participate. To the absolute best of my ability. The first thing I did was pledge to complete NaNoWriMo. I won’t lie—I’m a bit behind. But I’ve also been writing at a breakneck pace to catch up, and I’m loving every minute of it. I’m writing a young adult fantasy novel (about a 16-year-old girl named Iphigenia who lives in the Hudson Valley!) and so far, things are going pretty well. Having never written a novel before, it’s all new and weird and scary, but it’s also been the best therapy I can imagine.

So while my blog will still probably get neglected in favor of the much bigger project, I do want to post more often. And in honor of that, here’s something wonderful I saw today: A stylized Smiths poster from Hunting Bears. It’s going on my Christmas gift list, though I have no idea who I would give it to (yet!). Even though the “good times for a change” line is terrifically applicable to my life right now, I am really crushing on this print. Too bad it’s sold out—it’s one of my favorite quotes from one of my favorite songs in my (current, because this changes daily) color. So much favoritism! Maybe when it comes back I can get one for my new walls.

Places To Live.

I would like to live here. This amazing cabin is the work of Studio Weave. They’re also responsible for some urban design, and some really, really charming structures in the UK. Other than this adorable gazebo-shack, my favorite piece is the still-in-the-works Holm Hall. It’s so tactile—it looks just like someone knit the walls with Ent-sized knitting needles.  I hope the finished project looks like a treehouse made of lace, because that’s how I imagine it. Lovely.

You know how sometimes you see something and your reaction is just like yes, that. and there’s nothing more articulate to say about it? Like, this image so perfect you’re not sure if someone actually made it—or if it’s something you imagined?

This is how I feel about this series of photographs by Angela Strassheim. Called “Pause,” it’s basically all the heroines of my favorite children’s books come to life (Ramona, Dicey, and Davey are all there) plus a few scenes that I swear to god I totally lived in the movie version of my own life (two girls smoking, that car in the rain).

Anyway, nothing else to say, but it’s nice to recognize things sometimes. Even if you have no business doing so.

Neat.

There is a tumblr called Things Organized Neatly that is all pictures of (yeah, I will state the obvious) things organized very neatly. In spite of the fact that my bedroom is so littered with wine bottles, take out containers, and various articles of clothing that can be described with some form of the word “sweat” that you can hardly see the floor (or more likely, because of that fact) I love it.
Also, I realize this made the internet rounds awhile ago, but I didn’t really care until now. Which is curious, since my overall level of cleanliness has only declined.

Finding beautiful things amid squalor is has become a survival skill of sorts for me; as someone used to open spaces and clear night skies, it’s pretty much necessary that I figure out ways to see the aesthetic aspect of urban life. Here’s a good slide show example (though a little more rough than I usually tend): Beauty Amid Ugliness.