I taste spring. It drives me to start new things.
I've had a blog before. This one is different. Securing anonymity. What will that do for me?
A dear friend gave me a glass bell for my 35th birthday, which was a month ago. And I fell back in love with my dear Anais Nin over the past month. I re-read House of Incest. It ignited me. How can words make one feel the way that book makes me feel?
Nin wrote a book called Under a Glass Bell. It is on my "To Read" list. Such beauty in her writing. I want to focus and feel a bit of the beauty of life every single day.
I am sick today. Terrible cold. Maybe that's why my sentences are so short.
Onward and upward.
Maybe this new blog can include an advice column for mothers on finding time to read. I used to devour several books a week. It took me a week to read one article in "Slouching Towards Bethlehem"
Love the background on the new blog.
Posted by: Margarita Mama | March 16, 2007 at 10:16 AM
It involves not sleeping much.
;-)
Posted by: Sabina | March 16, 2007 at 10:30 AM