As of September 16th, my partner and I will have been under Shelter-in-Place protocol for six full months. Functionally, since both our offices closed the week before, we have been sheltering in place since March 9th. While some restrictions have been eased since the early days, and while we did move from a Tier 1 county (widespread incidence) to a Tier 2 county (substantial instance), little has changed for us - we do not go out, except for masked walks. We get groceries as infrequently as possible. We attend religious services online. We do not see friends or family.
Writing
murmurations 04
One of the things I like best about myself is that I am generally pretty good about getting back on the proverbial horse. Like anyone, I get derailed and sidetracked or otherwise pushed off of whatever I'm trying to do, but I will almost always pick myself up and try again. Current band falls apart? I'll … Continue reading murmurations 04
murmurations 03: the new normal
ETA: I had this saved. For some reason. Who can say why? Time is meaningless, so I'm sending it now. -- It took until Day 34 of our quarantine, but I finally had a pandemic dream. I had gone to the church to make sure that the live streaming for the Easter Sunday service was set … Continue reading murmurations 03: the new normal
The Last Frontier
My father grew up in Alaska, having moved there with his family around the age of two. He lived first in Fairbanks, and then moved (with his parents and older sister) to a cabin a few miles outside of Fox, Alaska, which is maybe not quite a half hour outside of Fairbanks proper. I first … Continue reading The Last Frontier
Call of the Wild
Progress has been slow on the Classics Book Reading Project front, for all the usual reasons, which can be largely summed up as "life"- I've read a few more than indicated here, because I just haven't blogged about them, but I'm definitely still behind where I "should" be according to our five year plan. But! … Continue reading Call of the Wild
More bounce, less fall
I dreamed two nights ago that I was standing on a balance beam. The beam was long and wooden, but narrower than they usually are, probably only the width of my foot. The room around me was a generic gym-sort of place: low ceilings; a bank of windows to my left, the start-at-shoulder-height bland rectangle kind. A … Continue reading More bounce, less fall
On Reclaimation
A couple of years ago, Wil Wheaton decided to try and reclaim his blog. He said (and I'm paraphrasing here) that he felt like the sorts of things he'd used to share on his blog had all sort of diverged into various postings on social media sites, and that had then made him feel as … Continue reading On Reclaimation
Robinson Crusoe
The fourth book on mine and Stephanie's Book List O' Doom (yes, I'm writing about them all out of order, apologies to the reader) was Robinson Crusoe. This was one of those books about which I felt I knew a fair amount going in (though, in retrospect I was conflating it a bit with The … Continue reading Robinson Crusoe
Wuthering Heights
So, Wuthering Heights has been the most recent book on mine and Stephanie's Book List O' Doom, and it's only the second one I had been actually excited to read, as opposed to indifferent (Robinson Crusoe, Frankenstein, Paradise Lost) or dreading (Pilgrim's Progress). I read Jane Eyre a million years ago and really loved it, … Continue reading Wuthering Heights
Pilgrim’s Progress
Since I know there are those of you out there waiting with bated breath for the latest news on Stephanie's and my ongoing Book Project of Doom, I figured I'd better give an update: Pilgrim's Progress puts me to sleep. I know, isn't this just riveting? This project is absolutely spellbinding in its fast-paced action and … Continue reading Pilgrim’s Progress
