Tag: the black sun

  • Sketchbook #55

    Black and white photo of a tulip. Photo by Reghan Skerry.

    June wasn’t the most productive month, even by pandemic standards.

    But I’m ok with that. I needed the time to regroup and reset so I can get out of the weird holding pattern of the last few months and get back to work.

  • Snapshot #155 | 10 Things for 14 June 2020

    A black and white photo looking down at three tulips. Photo by Reghan Skerry.

    The last two weeks in a nutshell: making | hoping | falling | doing | figuring | loving | thinking | feeling | hitting | starting

  • Sketchbook #54

    Magnolia blossoms and blue sky. Photo by Reghan Skerry.

    For the first time since March, I was able to start thinking about fiction again, and start taking photos again, and in the last two weeks or so I’ve even been able to concentrate for more than ten minutes at a time. This was the month that I started to feel like an actual, functional, creative, human being again.

    That doesn’t mean it’s been easy.

  • Snapshot #154 | 10 Things for 31 May 2020

    Close up of a whisk with whipped coffee. Photo by Reghan Skerry.

    The last two weeks have been… weird. I’m: trying | feeling | giving | spotting | ordering | waiting | getting | remembering | starting | taking

  • Sketchbook #53

    Over the last few weeks, one of my writing friends and I have been talking (emailing) about trying to do creative work right now, in this world. About how difficult it is to get into the flow of it, and how deep work is almost impossible. Routines are shot to hell; writing time is being swallowed up by new chores. Money’s tight, and art feels a bit frivolous. Tempers are fraying, ennui is setting in, and it’s just really hard to think of good stories right now, ok?

  • Snapshot #150 | 10 Things for 5 April 2020

    I’ve only left the apartment once in the past two weeks. I’ve been: daydreaming | brainstorming | finding | getting | wishing | reading | tackling | trying | loving | starting

  • Sketchbook #52

    “I’m looking forward to March,” I said. “It’s going to be a good month,” I said. Wow. So… I should know better than to tempt fate like that, I guess?

  • Looking back at 2019.

    2019 was… well, it was exhausting and awful and the world is on fire—literally and metaphorically—and I’m glad it’s over, even though I’m not wildly optimistic that things are going to get better any time soon. (American voters: prove me wrong! Also, register to vote, and make sure you’re still registered every month or so between now and November. Please.)

    But personally… it was the best year I’ve had since… I can’t remember when.

  • Sketchbook #49

    I kind of feel like I should start this with some kind of ‘it was the best of times, it was the worst of times’ riff.

  • Snapshot #141 | 10 Things for 1 December 2019

    The last two weeks have been super busy. The whole month of November was super busy. I’ve been: falling | assembling | dying | breaking | running | trying | hoping | thinking | wondering | taking

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