Rainy Day Reads

(Picture taken at a local coffee shop. Because one does not simply write at a coffee shop without instagraming it) I'm attempting to do Nanowrimo this year. Here's my first weeks' wrap up, and oh boy, let me tell you, this week has been an adventure to say the least. I'm behind by several thousand words, and I was doing so well at the start of the week :( Ah well, I suppose that getting your wisdom teeth out will do that to ya. Yep.  I signed up for Nano knowing full well that I was getting surgery 3 days in. But I figured that I couldn't let a silly little thing like getting four teeth yanked out of my mouth stop my creative process, so here we are. Day 1:  It was Wednesday, which is good news for my writerly prospects; because that is the morning that I drop my brother off at school, and then have 2 hours to bum around the city while I wait for him to get out of class so that I can pick him up. I usually go to a nearby coffee shop and read, but t...

I buy most of my books used. And one cool thing about used books is that they already come with personal histories. Books with histories are the ones where previous owners have left fun inscriptions or bookplates, and are most likely purchased at a used bookstore. You can tell that they've already been read and loved. They've been dog-eared, annotated, and have the names of previous owners written on the title page. Sometimes I buy books mostly because I think that the bookplates or inscriptions are really interesting. Sometimes I buy books then add annotations, bookplates, and stories of my own. Some of the previous owners have cool names, or someone wrote an interesting note on one of the pages, then obviously gifted the book to someone. I usually take hipster Instagram pictures of cool used books, or of the bookplates. I decided to start sharing these books' histories.

It's raining properly for the first time in months. When I got up, there was a chill in the air, but the sun didn't come to burn it and chase it away. Instead, the clouds rolled in and started to let droplets loose. Said rain droplets are making a comforting sound as the wind lashes them against my window, a sound that I have missed dearly these summer months. I have just finished a mug of tea, and am trying to talk myself into getting up for another. I have some samples of loose leaf tea that I am currently really enjoying, and a very cozy mug. I have some fairy lights going in some fall themed candle holders, and I've got the "Your Favorite Coffeehouse" playlist playing on spotify. I have my very large, very pretentious tome of Irish Fairy and Folk tales here by my side, and Goodreads tells me that I'm roughly 70% through. I've done some writing, some editing, and some general musings. I'm huddled up in my cozy hoodie dress and legging...