All of my creative energy is going into a book right now. my physical energy is going into creating a child. Not much left over for anything else. I apologize if I do not answer emails, this process of making a book is all consuming. and so very satisfying. I don’t really know how it’s going to turn out. every time I do it it is different. I wish I could show you some of what i am working on. but it’s a secret. as are all the good things in life.
i may have shown this image of my studio wall here before. it is a good representation of my head right now. full of pages and pages.
if you would like a diversion I really enjoyed this interview with Will Self about his new book Psychogeography. (sent to me by Shari, thank you!). It is a really good explaination of the concept and gets to the heart of my own thoughts about it. my favourite line:
“People don’t know where they are anymore. In the post-industrial age, this is the only form of real exploration left. Anyone can go and see the Ituri pygmy, but how many people have walked all the way from the airport to the city?” -Will Self

snow day. new year.
wet dog snoozing. running through the deep snow wore him out this morning.
work begins again. I become more motivated as the snow falls. being snowed in is best for me. i live to hunker down. to be buried under a blanket.
to break up my day with hot tea and the occasional treat. what kind of tea for today? green i think. the color suits my mood.
today I can’t decide where I would like to work most. which room suits my mood. i think the room influences how the work that comes out. things that are created in bed often feel more playful. but other times I like to spread all my books out around me on the floor.
if I choose the studio I will need to turn the heater on first. it’s really chilly because it is on the back of the house and has three outside walls, (days like this I miss my woodstove in canada.) I like to look out onto the backyard while I work and watch the snow and the squirrels. but it’s difficult to work on the floor right now with my big belly.
I know of a famous author who wrote all of his books while lying down, but I can’t think of who it is right now. maybe that would be best for today. I can spread some of my books out on the bed and watch the snow.
what books for today? some eva hesse, a touch of perec, munari is manditory, with a bit of buckminster fuller and alan fletcher thrown in. that should do it.
time to start. time to start.
maybe a treat and some tea first.
yes. that would do nicely.