Frozen Nowhere

This is the hardest part of the year for me, the season of limbo between Samhain and Yule, when everything that is physical slows down and the mental and spiritual aspects of my life rise like cream to the top of my consciousness. The days are getting noticably shorter — it is dark when my alarm goes off at 6am, it is dark while I drive to work, it is darkening when I start off for home… and I know the world is slumbering and the season of “out and about” adventures is done for another year.

Now is that time, at least for me, when the external excitements of the Summer season turn inward to the down home…

But I seem to have lost my brain.

 I know its here… somewhere… under the pile of invoices that have to be dealt with, the outgoing mail, the document approvals, the contracts to be looked at, the stacks of time cards, the out basket filled with things needing filing, the concrete supply tickets, the requests for information, or the outgoing Purolator envelopes. Maybe it’s the fact that the phone hasn’t stopped ringing since I got here at 7:30am, mostly with people wanting things to start RIGHT NOW…

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When I saw that Sharpie had come out with a pen I was thrilled. I am a big fan of sharpie markers. Generally I don’t like to write with felt tip or marker type pens, I usually prefer something that is a bit sturdier looking on the writing nib surface.
But… this pen was surprisingly lovely to write with. The ink colour was smooth and sharp (who knew, coming from a SHARPIE) and didn’t feather on the Moleskine paper that I tested it on. I was happy to note that there was no bleed through by the pen, thus enabling me to write on both sides of…

I saw this article on one of my favourite blogs, Moleskinerie,this morning and there was a line that struck a cord with me:

For her, I realized, writing is not an optional pastime. It is part of her core and she needs to do it or live an incomplete life and be an incomplete person.For her, I realized, writing is not an optional pastime. It is part of her core and she needs to do it or live an incomplete life and be an incomplete person.For her, I realized, writing is not an optional pastime. It is part of her core and she needs to do it or live an incomplete

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One issue I have with keeping up with a blog is that there are just things that I can’t write here. So… in order to get things out that I can’t write in a public forum (never mind that no one knows its here) I write on other journal/blog sites.