I know I’ve really been absent a lot the last couple of months. I’m making a goal to post every day in October.
I got a letter yesterday from my favourite GypsyGrrl, and I happen to know another one is coming from Jehara. I’m excited. As wonderful as texting and email and im’s are–and don’t get me wrong; I know they’re wonderful–they can’t replace the pleasure of getting a letter from a friend in the mail. So yay to letters! If you want to correspond with me by mail instead of email, shoot me an email (sorry) with your address, and I’ll send you a really-o truly-o letter.
If any of you have been wondering about my writing job I got, you might want to visit my new site, Legacy Stories by Faith. I’m writing a couple’s memoirs, and I’ve really been enjoying it. It’s been interesting to delve so deeply into their lives, and listen to their stories, and then try to figure out how best to write it that will do justice to their stories and their personalities. I’m hoping to get the opportunity to do more of these, so if you know someone who’s been thinking of writing their memoirs, please send them my way.
Work’s crazy, as always. It’s simultaneously gotten much more difficult yet much more tedious, which means my mind’s usually gone by the time I blow out of there at 4 p.m. every weekday. I’m definitely looking forward to writing all weekend.
I had a great time in Salt Lake City. I found a great bookstore, The Golden Bough, and got an inspiring calendar to hang on the wall in my home office. I got to spend much too short a time with S & J (my stepbrother) and their kids, and unfortunately was unable to get to see B (my stepsister) & S and their kids. And Wendy was lovely and picked me up for breakfast before taking me to the airport on Monday morning. We feasted at Market Street, and I now have a new must-eat-at place in Salt Lake City. I had the vegetarian omelet with the richest hollandaise sauce I’ve ever tasted, nice crisp hash browns, and a sweet blueberry muffin. Mmmmm. I also got to eat at Spaghetti Factory (love the mizithra cheese with the spaghetti) and Dee’s (hot chocolate, grilled cheese, fries & fry sauce that I didn’t have to mix up myself). And of course I got to spend hours and hours with my clients, listening to them talk about their lives while my little tape recorder whirred away.
I think Izzybella and I are going to figure out a way to get up there for a purely pleasure trip in the spring. It will include our favourite dining spots and our favourite people. J and S kindly invited us to stay with them, so we’re looking forward to that.
Okay, gotta go. It’s been real.