Here Be Monsters

I read a book a couple years back that changes my life. I don't think it mattered so much what the book was as what I was going through when I read it. I was looking for something, or not looking, but expecting, and I picked up one of many good books I could have picked up and there it was; exactly what I didn't know I had been expecting.

I think that's how it is with everything, with books, religion, friends, it is less about them and always about us. I think as people we are always looking for something whether or not we know it and because of that we find it in something else and that something else takes responsibility for what we were looking for, it represents finding and keeping what we need.

I think because there are so many books to pick up or people to meet we are always finding what we are looking for and not knowing it and this makes us happy.

We find what we need, externalise it and make it a part of us. Then we go on looking, but in a subtle way that can never be disappointing. I like that.

The book was Here be Monsters by Collin Cheney.

Happy holidays

Shorts

Boys are stupid, and girls are crazy. I've posted it a thousand times before. But what if the boy is crazy? does that make the girl stupid?

I feel like alice on her head when the whole world grows huge. Except Alice had it easy, she had a rabbit to fallow and mushrooms to eat, which is more of a plan then I have got.

I love the holidays, I love the decorations and the food and the tradition. The holidays feel like home no matter where I am. I am home this year, or at least as close to home as I've been in many years. Again I find myself alone in a new place; and again I am overwhelmed with both excitement and loneliness at the idea.

If you find yourself needing more holiday cheer, just pop on the Sufjan Stevens Christmas collection. It's just that good.

Holiday parties

Not Much

I'm still feeling rather turned inside out, which has kept me from posting because who wants a wingy blog? Regardless, life seems to be settling down a bit (finally) and I am getting back into the swing of things. Adult life is still adult life and I still always have too much to do at work and not enough time to cook proper meals or even go shopping for proper food. Being single has lent itself more towards embroidery then going out which is a bit pathetic but also quite productive. I've been working on a lovely little mushroom series and don't even have to put on make up.