BeDark

I have always wanted to keep a journal, but every time it ended with about two, maybe four entries (if I was feeling motivated). Usually my journal entries would for the most part be entirely negative. A recent argument I had, some aspect of work that I hated, would dominate my earlier journal attempts. Other times I would sit down to my journal and think, what should I write about, it was just a normal day? Or whatever occurred that day wasn’t particular noteworthy <— this also explains why my twitter is often lacking. After many failed attempts though, I still wanted to have a journal. Zenhabits has a great blog entry on how to keep a journal; like keeping it to bullet points. I love this! For chronicling my day it keeps my sentences short and motivation high. Who can’t just write a few bullet points on what happened? The only exceptions are:

Truthfully anyone looking to write a journal should at least start out with the steps provided by Zenhabits. It’s a great way to get back into it if you are like me and quit after a few attempts.

Mar 26

Crocheted wool blanket

I completed this blanket awhile ago, but am so horrible at taking pictures that I was discouraged to even try. So here it is. Super warm, a little small (hoping it will stretch), and is a b*tch when you hear the all familiar static sound. ZAAAPPPP. Btw, can you spot the kitteh?

Feb 25

Bookshelf

Feb 21

OMG New book from Christopher Moore

It is the color of the Virgin Mary’s cloak, a dazzling pigment desired by artists, an exquisite hue infused with danger, adventure, and perhaps even the supernatural. It is …

SacrÉ Bleu

In July 1890, Vincent van Gogh went into a cornfield and shot himself. Or did he? Why would an artist at the height of his creative powers attempt to take his own life … and then walk a mile to a doctor’s house for help? Who was the crooked little “color man” Vincent had claimed was stalking him across France? And why had the painter recently become deathly afraid of a certain shade of blue?

These are just a few of the questions confronting Vincent’s friends—baker-turned-painter Lucien Lessard and bon vivant Henri Toulouse-Lautrec—who vow to discover the truth about van Gogh’s untimely death. Their quest will lead them on a surreal odyssey and brothel-crawl deep into the art world of late nineteenth-century Paris.

Oh lÀ lÀ, quelle surprise, and zut alors! A delectable confection of intrigue, passion, and art history—with cancan girls, baguettes, and fine French cognac thrown in for good measure—SacrÉ Bleu is another masterpiece of wit and wonder from the one, the only, Christopher Moore.”