Essentially

Random quote of the day:


"Man, attend to the essence, for when the world fails, Accident disappears, but essence prevails."

—Angelus Silesius, "Accident and Essence," The Cherubic Wanderer





( Illustrated version. )

Disclaimer: The views expressed in this random quote of the day do not necessarily reflect the views of the poster, her immediate family, Siegfried and Roy, Leonard Maltin, or the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. They do, however, sometimes reflect the views of the Cottingley Fairies.

Bits and pieces, encountered along the day

From The Onion:

"YOUR HOROSCOPE: Your science-fiction novel will be heralded as a "work of utmost urgency and importance" by critics in a mirror universe this week."

Yep. That about sums up my career.


From Requiem by Graham Joyce:

"The smell of autumn was already in the air, a whiff of damp, green leaves hankering after gold."


From the notebooks, 2004:

She looked forward all week to her Friday night ritual of Turning Off the Alarm. In many ways, it trumped even the other favored ritual of Lying in Bed Noodling on A Saturday Morning. Noodling was not to be sneezed at, but there was something wondrous in the anticipatory thrill that came from shutting off the alarm. At the same time, it was like a great weight had been lifted from her, a sigh of the soul saying, "There, that's done. Another week escaped from."

Probably the darkest ritual of the week was the Sunday night Turning the Alarm Back On. Definitely an occasion for sackcloth and ashes.


From my backbrain:

New words on the WIP! Only 500, but they're the first truly new words I've written since before my mother got sick. It felt really, really good.