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Wednesday, Nov. 28, 2007 - 8:00 a.m.
I have been hovering at 299 hearts on Etsy for DAYS. It's maddening. I've listed 3 times a day for the last few days, and it's not getting me more views or sales or even hearts. Grrr.
I designed our calligraphic Xmas card yesterday. My calligraphy is AWESOME these days.
I have been reading a book of letters by Ella Wheeler Wilcox. She wrote poetry; her Wikipedia entry was somewhat dismissive and patronizing. But her letters are delightful. She says brutally honest things to people, and her sense of reality was spot-on (despite the fact that she was a devoted spiritualist). One gets the feeling that life was not so different then.
To her cousin the minister:
To a society lady:
I have always known you were only half-developed. There are many such people in the world. They serve their purpose and often do much good. They miss a great deal of life, but as they rarely know that they miss anything, it is a waste of sentiment to pity them.
I have pitied you, nevertheless. I have often wished I could give you
Anyway. Good stuff.
I'm feeling somewhat adrift now that the show season is over and I don't know how to prepare for the next. I have an ambitious schedule on my plate of desiderata for next season. If all goes as hoped, I will be very busy next May, June, September, and October. For now, I need to rework advertising materials, take professional-looking photos, develop the line of recycled paper objects I keep promising people. Maybe play with the bowls, or wall art, or something. But, ah, no deadlines (other than my first show deadline in early January). I feel a little shiftless. This state has only been for two days, and already I feel shiftless.
This is not a complaint. Just a novel sensation. I'm sure I'll figure out some things to do. I just don't want to lose focus.
Speaking of novel sensations, here it is the end of the semester, and I'm not miserably overworked. I may even have time to put out some of the seasonal decorations people keep supplying me with.
I like my life.previous next
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