Category: New Orleans
Wordless Wednesday: Lagoon
Wordless Wednesday: Lent Edition
Inspiration Monday: Andrei Codrescu
“This is the time when the part of you that is music overcomes the part of you that is silence. This is when music rules the fools. It’s Mardi Gras in New Orleans, ladies and gentlemen, and the good times roll, and you might as well roll with them because there is only music to hold on to.” –Andrei Codrescu, “New Orleans, Mon Amour, Twenty Years Of Writing From The City” Continue reading Inspiration Monday: Andrei Codrescu
Inspiration Monday: Jeanette Winterson
“Truth for anyone is a very complex thing. For a writer, what you leave out says as much as those things you include. What lies beyond the margin of the text? The photographer frames the shot; writers frame their world. … There are so many things that we can’t say, because they are too painful. We hope that the things we can say will soothe the rest, or appease it in some way.” — Jeanette Winterson Continue reading Inspiration Monday: Jeanette Winterson
Wordless Wednesday: Fleur-de-lis
Hot Reads & Other Stuff
The wind is blowing fiercely outside whipping the trees into a frenzy. The wind chimes are clanging merrily, though, giving quite the serenade. All the little birds at the bird feeder are puffed out. I guess they’re trying to stay warm in the cold wind. It’s grey. Another grey day. Every time we have one of these days in NOLA it reinforces how glad I am that I don’t live where winters are harsh. Day upon day of greyness would do me in for sure. I don’t mind the occasional gloomy day – sometimes it’s nice to cuddle up on … Continue reading Hot Reads & Other Stuff
Morning Meditation: Good News
Jazz trumpets & tubas play a celebratory tune while sparrows spill the birdseed — tick, tick, tick — keeping time with New Orleans’ coolest cats. Continue reading Morning Meditation: Good News
Wordless Wednesday: Crisp
Inspiration Monday: Tennessee Williams
“Here is the importance of bearing witness. We do not grow alone, talents do not prosper in a hothouse of ambition and neglect and hungry anger; love does not arrive by horseback or prayer or good intentions. We need the eyes, the arms, and the witness of others to grow, to know that we have existed, that we have mattered, that we have made our mark. And each of us has a distinct mark that colors our surroundings, that flavors the recipe of ‘experience’ in which we find ourselves; but we remain blind, without identity, until someone witnesses us.“ –Tennessee … Continue reading Inspiration Monday: Tennessee Williams
