I really ended 2022 on a low note as far as reading went. I read maybe a handful of books between October and December because nothing could hold my attention, no matter how many books I tried. January, though—January is when I got my enthusiasm back. (Okay, well, tail end of December if you want…
23 books to read in 2023
When I reviewed my twenty-two books to read in 2022 journal page before working on this year’s list, I was surprised to realize I had read more books from the list than I thought I had. The last two and a half months of the year, I really struggled to finish a book, so checking…
word of the year 2023 | nourish.
nour·ish /ˈnəriSH/verb1. provide with the food or other substances necessary for growth, health, and good condition. Some years I “officially” partake in Ali Edwards’ One Little Word, signing up for the course, purchasing the scrapbook supplies, and…trying. I don’t think I’ve ever gone through a whole course in one year, though, which is fine. It’s…
2023 notebook and planner lineup.
I can’t quite decide if I’m proud of myself for only having four books to work through 2023 or if I really set myself up for disaster trying to work with so many. But they all have different purposes, I promise! Even if some of them have overlapping entries, i.e. goal breakdowns for the year….
#makenine2023
Witchling by Dragon Hoard Designs | Habitation Throw by Helen Stewart | The Witching Hour by Hannah Mann | Lydia 2.0 by Courtney Little | Ember by Yuko Shimizu | Whitmoor Sweater by Ami Lowden | Tecumseh by Caitlin Hunter | Nightshift by Andrea Mowry | Spector by Joji Locatelli I realized as I was…
missing music + finding a way back to it.
I have this distinct memory of riding the bus when I was in high school, headphones on and a book open in my lap, only to realize that I was somehow reading the book and singing along to music at the same time. I’m not even sure if it ever happened besides that one time….
mixed media journaling + the art of play.
I’m blown away when I think back on how long I’ve been creative and creating, in part because of the simple fact that I’m just so much older, even if I don’t always realize it. I have memory flashes of writing stories in a black and white composition notebook (an image I’ve conjured many times…
are you a good witch or a bad witch?
I did the thing. You know, the thing where you get excited about an idea, so you buy supplies to put that idea into action, and then just…don’t. You get busy and forget, or you move onto something else, or you suddenly can’t bring yourself to do it because other people are doing it better…
onward + embracing what might be a futile effort.
I saw a post–an Instagram story–earlier today that sparked a feeling of unfamiliarity in myself as I was, of all things, brushing my teeth. It was a pair of people in a park working on zines together, and I found myself wondering where that part of me went over the past few years. I’ve tried…
scenes from my art journal.
Mixed media art journaling has become a major part of my life and routine over the past couple of months. I look forward to sitting down at my craft desk at the end of a few days throughout the week and making an absolute mess. A few months ago I managed to get two Jane…