Jennifer, the way you say this issue “slipped past you” makes me picture your newsletter wandering home drunk on starlight. Your whole creative universe is chaos in the most delightful cosmic way — dragons, phaiku stowaways, the Muse on vacation, essays splitting like star cells. I adore it.
And whatever you’re brewing in that dark cool place? I’m already snooping in imaginary cupboards. You can’t tease like that and expect calm.
Ho ho—lead the cosmic mischief. I’ll chase the stardust trail.
There's nothing like the tug of creative energy. Frustrating as it can be sometimes (...but I already have like 4 other projects I'm working on!) it's truly a magic we can't deny. Here's to the journeys, old and new! ✨
Jennifer, the way you say this issue “slipped past you” makes me picture your newsletter wandering home drunk on starlight. Your whole creative universe is chaos in the most delightful cosmic way — dragons, phaiku stowaways, the Muse on vacation, essays splitting like star cells. I adore it.
And whatever you’re brewing in that dark cool place? I’m already snooping in imaginary cupboards. You can’t tease like that and expect calm.
Ho ho—lead the cosmic mischief. I’ll chase the stardust trail.
Yikes ... why are my replies appearing in the wrong place? Don't answer that I'm battling with my antique mind.
Asuka, your view of my universe energizes my soul.
There's nothing like the tug of creative energy. Frustrating as it can be sometimes (...but I already have like 4 other projects I'm working on!) it's truly a magic we can't deny. Here's to the journeys, old and new! ✨
"drunk on starlight"--that would be me as of late. Your kind words will likely keep me in this state for some time to come. Thank you.
the tug of creativity ... a poetic version of choosing one's battles.