Wednesday, September 18, 2019

Washing Away

I'm currently on a real vacation, somewhere else.

Here's a picture of the surf I left behind. It's ramping up for autumn storms.


I hope to spend time at a different beach while I'm gone. If I can't--they've had some storms of their own--that's OK too. I'll still have completely new experiences to refresh my outlook. 

It's been an eventful spring and summer, so the timing of this break is perfect.

Happy approaching autumn, everyone!
Wednesday, September 11, 2019

Writing is Gathering

With a book coming out this fall (!!) and an almost-finished novel (meaning, maybe I'm almost finished with it!), I'm noodling with new work. 

So far, it's been the writing version of what I do nearly every day: go to the beach and pick up things. Sometimes glass, sometimes other stuff I think is interesting. I bring it back to the house, take a picture, put it into a jar, look at it, think about it, take it out, look at it some more.







Will this noodling turn into anything? In a few months, will I have anything other than a jar full of driftglass, another of interesting rocks, another of broken pottery? 

Who knows. But for now, for me, writing is gathering.

Wednesday, September 4, 2019

The Summer of Baking

Last week, I hinted that 2019 was the Summer of Baking.

The main thing I learned about baking this summer is that many things are cake.

Blueberry buckle? Cake in a square pan (when you make it in one).

Johnnycake? Also cake in a square pan. (This one shouldn't have surprised me. It's right there in the name.)

Banana bread? Cake in a long pan. Also applies to anything with "loaf" in the name.

Muffins? Cake portions in a cup = cupcakes = cake.

Blueberry cobbler? Arguably cake but also arguably breakfast (scones and fruit = breakfast).

Blueberry pie? Not cake but really good. Something about the salty crust makes the blueberries taste sweeter.

So there you have it--one thing I learned in the summer of baking: most things are cake (cake is sneaky that way).

And here is where I sit on mornings when I am trying my darndest to pretend that summer isn't yet over.


When the sun got higher in the sky, the chair started steaming from the heat. I love this place.

I also enjoy baking. Something else to ponder as the seasons change and as I'm off to find a form of cake for breakfast.