a confession: the last film i saw in a movie-theatre was “billy elliot”. the one before that was "titanic".
television, then? well, i did catch a few minutes of jamie oliver whipping up something stimulating two saturdays ago when i went downstairs to pour myself a second cup of coffee...
and a third: i've forgotten how the video works.
i read a lot (AND i commute, which means that i have two hours a day to immerse myself in a good story). and, though i don't always judge covers well, i have been blessed, in recent weeks, with a succession of excellent books.
the most recent gift – literally! - was "the five people you meet in heaven", slipped into
my shopping bag by rachel at the end of a fine afternoon in amsterdam.
it was a captivating little tale; i have a weakness for perceptions of the hereafter, and this one moved me. it lingered in my thoughts when i put it aside. i finished it, and then i started it again.
it is quite possible that my stack of books, beckoning, has kept me from other things, like
HERE.
but i hope -and assume, somehow - that all this insight and inspiration will keep me on
my creative toes.