Taking a social media hiatus for part of the summer opened up extra space for reading. In case you’re looking for new book to tote to the beach before the seasons change, here are some of the wonderful titles I’ve finished. Here are some of the wonderful books I’ve finished.
In the 14th century, a merchant in Venice pulled out a notebook, a few pens, and put together “a page-sized patchwork of his afternoon.” It was called a zibaldone, and was a hybrid diary, doodle pad, scrapbook, and ledger, reinforcing that a desire to record our days has been thriving long before social media apps were conceived.
Every July I take a break from blogging and newsletter writing, but this year I’ve decided to take things one step further by staying off of social media for 30 days. If you’ve been circling around a similar idea, consider this post your invitation to join me.
Over the years I’ve been slowly amassing a small collection of ceramic mugs. It’s difficult to pick a favorite—so I won’t—because each cup carries with it a memory of a former season, one I can still pinpoint whenever I brew a comforting blend. Today I’m sharing three mugs that have a home in my cupboard.
I’m not one to normally make assumptions. Yet I’m confident in expressing my belief that if you’ve been writing for a while, you’ve probably found yourself stuck on more than one occasion. Along with yours, my hand is most certainly raised. It’s a byproduct of the writer’s life, I’m afraid. Creative knots are totally normal, completely frustrating, and naturally, predictable in their unpredictability.