Some words from Annie Dillard, since I have none of my own today- I lay a cherry log on the fire and settle in. I'm getting used to this planet and to this curious human culture which is as cheerfully enthusiastic as it is cheerfully cruel. I never cease to marvel at the newspapers. In … Continue reading the good word
Author: carrot quinn
a little something from the summer
friends, readers- digging through my computer, I found a piece I wrote last summer, but never put up on my blog, for some reason. So I've archived it in it's rightful place, last June, and you can read it here.
rich
today after running the richest person in the world made a broccoli scramble and laid out on the picnic table in her backyard in the sun and thought about being in love and thought about the birds coming back these are the sorts of things you can do when you don’t have a job these … Continue reading rich
happily forever
-----------------------a s t o r y-------------------------------- ---------- H A P P I L Y F O R E V E R --------------------------- The lake is ringed in gravel, and sits on the outskirts of town. It smells of soaked leaves and phosphorus, and above it, the sky is empty and blue. I park … Continue reading happily forever
IF YOU ARE IN THE PORTLAND AREA
COME TO MY READING A reading! Live and in person! Not just me, but Franciszka Voeltz, and AM O'Malley, and Lacy Davis as well! titled WHAT WE ARE AFRAID OF. We will read about the things that frighten us. In honor of the cold damp end part of the wet season, and mortality, and courage, … Continue reading IF YOU ARE IN THE PORTLAND AREA
taking you for granted
it is your hands that I worry about the most. They are so quiet, resting there at the ends of your arms. But if you look they are fantastically beautiful- the shape your fingers make, together, is almost perfectly square, and your skin is so light, and covered in so many small brown spots- freckles. … Continue reading taking you for granted
Argiope aurantia vs. the giant who made civilization
I slept well last night. You are not going to believe this, but the weather has been warming and yellow garden spiders the size of my thumbnail have been making the trek through the wall between my shack and the garage and catapulting themselves, at one a.m., onto my bed near the wall. It’s happened … Continue reading Argiope aurantia vs. the giant who made civilization
at this late hour
I am awake. Is it because I am a hedonist? Is it because I am in love? Is it because I want to live forever? Is it because I have become addicted, in the last 48 hours, to facebook scrabble? No, my love has gone to bed on her turn, stuffed up with a headcold. … Continue reading at this late hour
LOVE, HUNGER, FUCKING- zines for purchase
So I’ve been writing a lot about love these past three months, and much of it hasn’t ended up on this blog, because it's just too personal or intense or cheesy for the internet. But now I’ve made a zine from all of it! A real, three-dimensional object, made of wooden paper, that you can … Continue reading LOVE, HUNGER, FUCKING- zines for purchase
Today
I met T-brid at the co-op in southeast. I ate a chocolate-covered pecan from the bulk bins, an energy nug, and an anemic gluten-free cookie that had unpleasant, uncooked millet in it, and which attempted to fly on the strength of its dried cherries alone. We walked to T-brid’s shack. She carried a chainsaw in … Continue reading Today
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