Sometimes I think one of the reasons married life can be so intensely creative is, well, many of us just opened up our wellsprings of creativity for our weddings, and now we have BLESSED GLORIOUS time on our hands. Or maybe it’s just because I’m friends with some of the most inspiring, creative, supportive, pro-active, and world changing women – thanks to this blog.
Whatever it is, my friends CEVD and ESB just launched Read The Printed Word… the pledge to read words on the REAL LIVE page. So. I’m taking the pledge. I like blogs and I love writing, but there is nothing as blissful to me as curling up with the New Yorker, or The Panorama (I could talk for day about my love for the Panorama), or Michael Chabon, or a book of essays or well, the Sunday New York Times. The Sunday Times in it’s full printed glory is my #1 luxury of the week. I would roll around in it if I could. I bounce down the stairs on Sunday to pick it up, with delight, from the porch (Yep. We get our papers d-e-l-i-v-e-r-e-d.) So this week, in honor of ESB and CEVD, I pledge to sit down with my tea and read it from start to finish. I’ll give it two full hours of not-producing-just-absorbing-bliss.
So go take the pledge. And get a button (look right, isn’t mine cute?)
And for me, I have something small to share with you tomorrow, and then I’m off. It’s a three day weekend here in the states, and I’m going to write some words on paper and read some words on paper. It’s been an intense week here on APW, and I need to breathe and think.
