My spring break was looking pretty relaxed with not too much to do, which was just the way I had wanted to spend it, but two weeks ago it filled up all of a sudden. There was a comment thread in the PHLbloggers Facebook group on the topic of collaborations. I left a comment saying that I’d love to do lifestyle/style photography for anyone who needed an extra hand (like if someone was working on an outfit post featuring themself and needed an extra hand to take the photo). I was overwhelmed and honoured that six bloggers were interested in collaborating. So that’s what I’ll be up to during my spring break! I’m hoping to spend half of each day doing a photoshoot and editing, and then spend the rest of the day doing my own productive stuff. I’m so excited for this creatively filled spring break and for all the photography I’ll be doing, but I hope that I don’t forget to get my own productive work done as well (most important of which will be finding a summer job…).
Eveningland by Michael Knight
– I received a free copy in exchange for an honest review. –
To be published by Atlantic Monthly Press on 07 Mar 2017
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Long considered a master of the form and an essential voice in American fiction, Michael Knight’s stories have been lauded by writers such Ann Patchett, Elizabeth Gilbert, Barry Hannah, and Richard Bausch. Now, with Eveningland he returns to the form that launched his career, delivering an arresting collection of interlinked stories set among the “right kind of Mobile family” in the years preceding a devastating hurricane.
Grappling with dramas both epic and personal, from the Deepwater Horizon oil spill to the “unspeakable misgivings of contentment,” Eveningland captures with crystalline poeticism and perfect authenticity of place the ways in which ordinary life astounds us with its complexity. A teenaged girl with a taste for violence holds a burglar hostage in her house on New Year’s Eve; a middle aged couple examines the intricacies of their marriage as they prepare to throw a party; and a real estate mogul in the throes of grief buys up all the property on an island only to be accused of madness by his daughters. These stories, told with economy and precision, infused with humor and pathos, excavate brilliantly the latent desires and motivations that drive life forward.
February
I’m halfway through my last week before spring break (plug: spring break plans coming to the blog next Monday)! The semester has been going pretty well so far. I have a system for managing my workload, and I’m trying my best to stick to it for as long as possible. This last week and a half has been rough though, especially with professors sliding in midterms and labs just before spring break. But I’ve completed all three of my midterms, and just have two labs to go.
Now seven weeks into the semester, I’m scared that I might start slipping, but I think spring break will save me just in the knick of time to give me space to breathe, relax, rejuvenate, and get fired up to finish the semester off strong. I need to watch less TV shows. Sleep more. Ask for help when I need it. And ask for it early. Not be embarrassed. Keep making time for people I care about. And things I care about doing and making.
Caffè Florian
Spending an afternoon drinking coffee at a sidewalk cafe with good company or a good book is all I ever want to do, and to do it here in Piazza San Marco at Caffè Florian with an orchestra behind me was a dream.
Daniela Andrade
As soon as she started playing, before she even sang her first word, there was a sense of serenity. There’s a beauty and grace that exudes from her, her manner, her music. This concert was originally scheduled for November, but she lost her voice; I’m so glad she came back to Philly to finish off her North American tour!
Bleachers – 2.5/12
There’s something satisfying about the geometry of bleachers. And there’s something about empty bleachers. That same something as empty parking lots and playgrounds at night. These liminal spaces where reality is altered. I think I like these places so much because it feels as if the world has paused and I’ve taken a step away from it. It feels like I have enough space to breathe, deeply. To think, about things that are important, about things that aren’t. A place where it feels like the next thing is so far away that I don’t need to trouble myself with it. Provided I haven’t been binging Criminal Minds before entering this liminal space, otherwise I’d be totally freaked out!