Yes that’s right, ten days ago I started taking a photo each day. My goal is to complete a second year of daily photos, and to post the highlights on here. I just recently compiled my first photo-a-day project into a slideshow of all 365 photos and posted it on Facebook. This of course inspired me to do it all again!
This is one of my favourites from this past week. I discovered these two post-it notes on my bulletin board at work one morning, drawn by two of my teammates. Made my morning! I love that I am part of such a diverse, interesting, and engaging team of people. And I love that we value taking time out of our day to draw pictures for each other on post-its.
- began my rad new job (i.e. threw myself full-throttle into a hectic new full-time schedule after being unemployed for eight months)
- spent two weeks in Melbourne learning and playing with great people
- learned how to front sault from a trampoline into a massive cushy air pillow (called a “Big Bag”)
- enjoyed a handful of magnificent Fringe Festival shows, including the Magnets a capella band and Famous Sharron‘s comedy show
- hosted my aunt and uncle who visited from Minnesota as part of a cruise
- watched some movies under the starsspent a glorious 18 hours camping in the bush with a dear friend
- spent 12 of those hours entertaining ourselves by talking about anything and everything under the sun and moon
- played hard at a rock climbing gym with workmates
- won our softball team’s grand final
- visited Sculptures by Sea at Cottesloe Beach
- read these books: Odd One Out by Monica McInerney, The Marriage Plot by Jeffrey Euginides, Change Your Thinking by Sarah Edelman, and Light Shining in the Forrest by Paul Torday. I also finished the poems in See How We Almost Fly by Alison Luterman and received Brandon Stanton’s book Humans of New York so have been looking at a few pages a night of that. If you haven’t heard of Humans of New York, check it out. I love what this guy is doing.
I started my new year with a book that had been sitting sadly unread on my bookshelf since last Christmas. (As in, 2012 not one week ago.) I had read one of Billy Collins’ collections and asked for more of them. I’m glad I did! I read this new collection in one day–actually, in one hour. I took it with me this morning to my friend’s cafe and read it on the couch with a latte and a slice of Peanut Butter Oreo Pie (a.k.a. “Heaven”) and all of this made for a delightful hour in my day.
Billy Collins does with words and moments what I can only try to do and hope that somebody picks up on it. He has made beautiful, clever poems out of chairs that no one sits in, meatballs, and the feeling of a hangover. And if you’re reading this thinking, “Yeah, but it’s poetry. I don’t understand any of that stuff,” you’re wrong. Go read them all.
I have discovered that Paul Torday is a fantastic storyteller. I watched his movie Salmon Fishing in the Yemen without reading the book, and now I wish I had read it first. His book More Than You Can Say was intriguing and very different than Salmon Fishing, and the rest of his books, as far as I can tell from the blurbs on the back, are similarly varied in topic/subject.
I also finished off the last of John Green’s published books, The Fault in Our Stars, and enjoyed it very much. But my favourite of the three has to be 44 Scotland Street by Alexander McCall Smith. I have seen many of the books in Smith’s series about the No. 1 Ladies’ Detective Agency, but have never read those out of disinterest. When I found 44 Scotland Street on the shelf at my local library, I read the back blurb and it sucked me in right away. This is the first in a series as well — all about the jumble of characters living in one apartment building — and I definitely am excited to read the rest. What is especially interesting about this book is that it was first published as a serialised novel in a newspaper, with daily installments. I think this gave it an unusual momentum that many books lack.
It was 11:30 AM. I was hungry. I had all the ingredients for a delicious-looking salad I found on Pinterest. The preparation time for the salad said “eight minutes.” Eight minutes! I can handle that!
It said eight minutes because it called for already-chopped onion and already-cut strawberries. Whatever, I can handle that. Only takes a couple minutes to chop those.
It said eight minutes because it called for canned black beans. All I had to do was open the can, drain the beans, and pour them into the bowl. I knew this, and I had planned ahead with my dry beans. I had them soaking in the refrigerator overnight.
What I didn’t plan was the cooking time. Who knew that even with pre-soaked beans, it takes roughly one and a half hours to cook?!?!?!?!??? Not me. It’s now 1:14 PM, and I’m still waiting for my lunch. Here’s what it looks like now:
Here’s what it will look like when it’s done:
I hope mine tastes as good as this one looks. At least now I know to cook my beans ahead of time…
Yet another two-day book, Paper Towns by John Green was a simple, straightforward read. I was curious to discover the motivations behind a certain character’s disappearance, but I felt like I should have read this book in middle school rather than as an adult. This isn’t due to the characters’ ages (high school seniors) but due to the style and level of writing as well as the content. That being said, I did appreciate the book’s theme of perceiving people as bigger or more idealistic (and less human) than they really are. Good book, John Green, but not your best. (In case you’re wondering, An Abundance of Katherines and Looking for Alaska were your best–but I haven’t read The Fault in Our Stars yet.)
This week–actually, over just two days–I read The Expats by Chris Pavone. I don’t read mysteries as often as I should, because I always love them. This novel might not technically be classified as a mystery–who classifies books anyway?–but it kept me trying to figure out what was going on, what the secrets were, and who was involved with what crime the entire time. I’m excited to find that his next book is coming out next March.
It was so comforting to bury myself in a book again. Since I have been back in Perth I haven’t felt settled, and am looking for some project or mission to work on while I am jobless. I like to have something to work towards, to focus on. Reading has given me a small focus, but I don’t want to spend all of my non-job-applying time reading. I want to work my brain more than that. I also started a jigsaw puzzle, which has helped. I’d like my next project to be creating something–should I give myself a photo assignment? Writing assignment? Should I try something new and make some paintings or drawings?