Monday, March 14, 2011
this autumn there have been paper wrapped pears and sunny afternoons imbued with inspiring reads. I have been tapping away at the keyboard for days on end, grateful for the incredible support of my professional peers as they allow me to work from home. It's perfect really because I can have lunch with the family and take a little afternoon kip when I feel the need. Che and Daniel have been spending beautiful days together, building lego and exploring quiet beaches, while I thread words together. Thousands of words. Phew. My absence from here was in no way intentional. But sometimes, at the end of the day, sitting for an extra few minutes on the computer just isn't appealing. Especially when a baby blanket needs a few more stitches...
Labels: growing a baby , reading , seasons
Saturday, June 19, 2010
this weekend. with my cashmere cardi, book and tea. Hope your days are cosy too.
Friday, January 29, 2010
Daniel remembers when he was little and he would fall asleep with a book open across his face - because he loved the scent of the pages. I read to Ché when he was in the womb and at our recent trip to the ashram, while reading to him before breakfast, we were joined by a couple of swamis who sat, quite happily, listening to Emily and Daisy. "I can't remember the last time I heard a mother read a book to her child," one man said. It was one of those moments I'll cherish and it really spoke wonders of the beauty and the preciousness of storytelling, of stories.
Daniel is in Melbourne for the week, drinking good coffee and watching the Australian Open. Ché and I spent an hour in our local bookshop today to quell the melancholy of 'Dada gone'. Perhaps that's a little dramatic but we are so so missing him. I worked in bookshops for 7 years and it is a job I miss. I loved knowing the insider goss on publication dates, new writers to watch, which books were becoming surprise bestsellers. I even started talking to a customer in the store today because I missed that interaction with strangers who had a passion for words (so many of the strangers I met in bookshops later became friends). I'm reading this at the moment (loving it) and picked up this today...I can't wait to start. Ché chose:
which is one of those books that will stay with us for years because of it's beautiful reminder:
Husk, cob, corn, yum!
Tomato blossom, fruit so red
All the world's a garden bed."
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Labels: friends , reading , we love books
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
While browsing through the new edition of my favourite magazine I stumbled upon the books page and discovered that my much-loved and all-time favourite author has just released her latest collection of short stories. Jhumpa Lahiri is a master story-teller. I dream of writing like her (one day very soon). If you haven't read any of her work then go and get yourself this, curl up in a warm place and get to know Lahiri's beautiful characters. Tonight I plan to be sitting on the couch, blanket over my feet, tea in one hand, Unaccustomed Earth in the other. I plan on making this one last...reading only a few pages at a time. Re-reading inspiring sentences. On my business card I have written "threading words together"... I imagine that Jhumpa Lahiri has threaded each of her words together with gold silk. This is how special her stories are.
