Polly's World

I've spent the whole summer dealing with health issues that are really wearing me down, and my limited energy has made me realize that I don't want to waste anymore time on "tileface." And by that I mean mindlessly scrolling on my phone instead of focusing on the present, on my ink, on the day at hand.

So I've decided to put social media accounts like Threads and Instagram on hiatus. I want to concentrate on my little weekly newsletter, revising Bad Species, and finishing Agent Regalia.  

Creative nonfiction has always been a weak point in my ink, so I hope my weekly writing exercises will help me sharpen that skill in The Luniferous Gazette!

If there's less of me online, hopefully there's more of me in real life. And honestly, the older I get, the more I wish to live as elusive as Enya in her cat castle in Scotland. Or Polly in her perfect tiny world: 

I want the Polly Pocket Life.

Just me pottering away in

my tiny compact castle.

And when the world

gets to be too much,

click!

I'm sleeping in my

magic shell until

further notice.

Lavender Muses

I can't believe it's already August! Please enjoy these two lovely lavender muses bobbing their showy heads.

I think this might be Creeping Bellflower:   

 

I spotted this brave Hasta peeping through rose thorns to bloom: 

 I love how flowers keep their secrets in green buds until just the right hour— 

 

 

Summer Phantom

I like to imagine a dimension where I can still call her up and just. . . chat about the blue jay couple in my backyard, gripe about my persnickety roses, and laugh about silly, boring things.

I like to imagine my mother painting again, or reading Green Knowe, watching Miss Marple, hiking in a mossy forest, and cooking mouth-watering paella...

Her ashes sit silent on my desk. Sometimes, I trace a soul-shaped space in my ink for her.